Slime's Evolutionary Journey

"These races... are just created on your whim. To you, they are just toys. How do you understand?"

"Isn't it? Although those races are basically dead now, as long as we want to do it, how difficult is it to create hundreds of thousands more? After a century, the world's population will recover again, but the divine race It’s different. The world no longer has the ability to create another species of gods. You are the last species of gods. If the divinity and soul of the species of gods are wiped out, there will be no more gods born. How can we be the same as those inferior races? ?”

"What you said does make sense." Fang Te looked at Ilos, his face became paler and his figure even shrunk a lot, "But, to me, their lives are not as noble as those of you gods." Compared with their lives, they are not inferior at all, and even compared to you who claim to be noble, they are much more pure than you!"

Stretching out his palm, Fangte looked at his increasingly pale body. Now Fangte could even faintly see the clear lake through his palm.

"Okay, time is running out, let's go, everything should be settled."

Turning around, Fang Te greeted the old man in coir raincoat on the fishing boat in the distance. The old man in the distance seemed to see Fang Te waving. He stood up and responded to Fang Te before paddling to the front of Fang Te.

"Old man, please give us a ride."

"No problem, come on, don't stay on the shore, get on the boat quickly."

Iros and other gods looked at his feet. He was indeed on the lake, but this old man of human species said that he was on the shore.

As the divine power spread, Pusius looked at the old man, and then carefully looked at the surrounding environment, and found that there were some imaginary and some real, some true and some false in the surrounding environment, and the old human race man holding the boat was a real person.

In the eyes of this old man, he is still a ferryman, while Fangte and the others are guests who want to ferry across the shore. The surrounding environment is also the environment that the old man is familiar with every day, but to the gods, they are indeed It is in Fantawild's manufacturing environment.

All of this is just pieced together by Fangte mobilizing space.

After handing a silver coin to the old man, Fang Te got on the boat first. Iros and others looked at each other and also got on the boat.

The boat was moving slowly between the green mountains and rivers, and the old man rowed the boat smoothly without any bumps.

"Old man, business has been difficult recently." Fangte sat next to the rowing old man and chatted.

"Isn't it? The world is not peaceful. It seems that starting from the Ella Empire, there have been constant wars and constant wars. A slime named Fangte also formed some kind of world alliance. This time Fighting is even more fierce."

"That slime seems to be really evil." Fangte said with a smile.

"Actually, you can't say that. Someone returned home and said that the slime was also thinking about the future of the world. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. As long as the World Alliance unifies the world, then everyone no longer has to worry about war. , everything will be peaceful and good days from now on, but I didn’t expect that the war will become more fierce later.”

As if he had started talking, the old man continued, glancing at the pipe that was blocking his side. When Fangte saw it, he smiled and wanted to take the old man's oar.

"No, no, you are guests, how can you let guests come? Besides, young man, I don't think you have ever rowed a boat before."

"It's okay, it's okay. I just have some free time. Rowing is quite new. Let's give it a try."

Under Fangte's repeated insistence, the old man handed the oar to Fangte's hand.

The old man saw that although the young man was not skilled in paddling, the boat was extremely stable and he enjoyed it. The old man said nothing and let him go.

Picking up the pipe, the old man stuffed some tobacco, lit it and slowly rolled his eyes.

"Some people say it's not the slime's fault. It's the god seed that woke up and messed up the world. But how do we know this? We can't see if the god seed wakes up. But in the past few months, death has There are so many people, even my grandson who joined the army is gone and will never come back. He should be dead too."

The old man spoke slowly, and the people on the boat listened slowly.

When he mentioned his child, the old man rolled his eyes. Although nothing could be seen on his old face, the old man's eyes were slightly red. After smoking a handful of tobacco, the old man put the pipe into his arms.

"Young men, let me do it." The old man took the oar again, "This world is not peaceful. Young men, you'd better not move around. We don't know how long this world will be chaotic. Haven't you seen this?" What a vision for a few days! That huge pillar of light in the sky! It was so hot just now! People in the village are saying that the gods are fighting."

"Hehehe, uncle, you are thinking too much. In fact, the world's battle has been won, and the light pillar is just a way of celebrating."

"What? Finished?"

"Well, yes, the fight is over, it's really over. I believe your grandson will come back soon. Don't worry, it will be a peaceful life from now on."

"Impossible, impossible, young man, don't lie to me. I don't think this battle will be over." The old man waved his hand. Although he said he didn't believe it, his eyes couldn't help but flash.

"Huh? If you don't believe it, you can prepare your luggage today and go outside tomorrow! It seems like a lot of people died in this war, but not many people died. Everyone is celebrating."

As they talked, the boat gradually docked. In front of the old man, the other shore still looked familiar to him, but in the eyes of Fangte and others, a small wooden house appeared in front of them.

The wooden house was surrounded by railings. Within the railings, several chickens were still waddling back from a distance and walked into the railings themselves.

"Old man, let's go then. But old man, just go and take a look around tomorrow, but don't go too far. If your grandson doesn't see you when he comes back, how can you do it?"

Fangte quietly left a few gold coins on the wooden board of the boat, got off the boat, and said goodbye to the old man on the shore with a smile.

"You young man are bluffing me again! I don't believe you." As he said that, the old man rowed away angrily.

The illusion gradually shattered, and all the scenery returned to their original positions. In a reed lake, an old man rowed back home in a daze.

"Why don't we finish work early today and go take a look outside tomorrow."

As he rowed, the old man couldn't help but increase his intensity.