The author's diary of ghost stories

"Wow——"

As the leader knelt down, the other humanoids looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, but soon, as if they sensed something, they all got off their mounts and knelt down on one knee behind the leader.

"Welcome my ancestor back to his throne!"

The momentum of a few people can shake the entire upper space, and the sound echoes repeatedly among the stone walls, as loud as the sound of the river.

"Get back on your feet." So Yu Liang said again, asking the whistle beasts who were kneeling on the ground to stand up.

Lee: "...?"

Welcome my ancestor back to his throne?

What is this mess?

He looked at the Chinese man next to him with some disbelief in his eyes.

Is this the "ancestor" you have been looking for for such a long time?

wrong.

Lee frowned and began to reason.

Since he, the father of microorganisms, is fake, how could Yu Liang, the ancestor of whistle beasts, be real?

The Whistle Beasts have appeared long before the players arrived. Who will be able to get this Chinese as their ancestor?

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. Why are you looking for me now?" Yu Liang listened to the semi-literary words of the humanoid species and asked these humanoid species in the same classical Chinese way.

The leader of the humanoid species suddenly changed from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on both knees, lowered his head deeply, and continued: "I beg the ancestor to come out and save the people of the clan. If we don't change, our clan will be completely extinct on the planet." On."

Yu Liang looked at him like this and was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it externally. He just continued to say calmly: "Sorry."

The humanoid species nodded and said: "They, most of them numbered D980, are obsessed with studying ways to return to the [Tree], but their methods are all wrong. They are repeatedly tossing, and they are destroying the foundation of our race."

He thought for a while and proposed several methods that he thought were the most outrageous: "They wanted to make a huge slingshot and eject us when [the tree] was most attractive to the planet. This method caused a large number of casualties; then they tried the cannon, but no humanoid or animal form could withstand the pressure generated by the cannon. There is no doubt that many people were shattered and no whole body was left."

"Even..." the leader of the humanoid race lamented, "They wanted to create a huge humanoid race, and then we stood on the shoulders of the giant, and the giant jumped back to the [tree] easily."

Finally, the humanoid species defined these people: "They have turned into a bunch of paranoid lunatics, stupid and arrogant, and do not allow anyone to doubt their plans. Once they fail, they shirk responsibility and blame all their mistakes." It’s down to the craftsmen, or maybe it’s down to the fire hundreds of years ago.”

Yu Liang: "..."

Everyone was numb when he heard it.

How did the Whistle Beast tribe become like this hundreds of years later?

slingshot?

cannon?

Giant jump?

What is this?

He even bet on it!

How did such an outrageous plan get approved?

What about those super-intelligent humanoid whistle beasts back then?

If the natives knew that you bunch of whistle beasts were doing this, they would definitely be so angry that they would jump out of the corpse oil jar and point their noses at you and scold the unworthy descendants.

"They hold corpse oil in their hands and are called the oil-rich class. It is for this reason that they vigorously promote the [Tree Return] plan. Only in this way can they ensure their status in the ethnic group and always be the ruling class." The humanoid species continued, "They have been exaggerating the importance of 'returning to the tree' because they want to be on our heads forever. To this end, they will do anything."

"Oil-rich class." Yu Liang muttered this word. He did not expect that such a familiar concept could be born in this flesh-and-blood civilization.

Since the time of the original human race, has there not been such a pure flesh-and-blood civilization?

They no longer unite, no longer contribute, and no longer focus on collective interests.

Or……

Is this some kind of inevitable result after the whistle beast group parasitized the "alien"?

Could it be because of me?

As an alien, Yu Liang clearly knows his own character. He is inclined to collectivism, but it is just a tendency. It is impossible for him to sacrifice himself to help the next generation without hesitation like a native.

Precisely because he can't do it himself, he admires everyone who can.

He admired everyone, whether they were civilized people of flesh and blood or martyrs of some parts of the earth.

"Actually...has it become like this after a hundred years?" Yu Liang sighed sadly, "Then...are there no beasts in human form among you? They only have three stars. It has a long lifespan, but it has a huge head and wisdom that matches the size of its head.”

"Humanoid? Like us?" The leader of the humanoid species was a little surprised, but then he reacted, "Are you talking about deformed children?"

"Deformed child?" Yu Liang repeated, confused.

"Yes, they are deformed children. They are things that are accidentally produced by scorpion beasts from some high-energy creatures or corpses. Once they are born, they will be taken away by them and destroyed uniformly to avoid contaminating our gene pool." The humanoid species explained to Yu Liang .

Yu Liang nodded silently, speechless.

The humanoid whistle beast was actually beaten into a "deformed child" by the ruling class, and would be humanely destroyed as soon as it was born.

They were supposed to promote a huge leap forward in the civilization of the whistle beast tribe, but they died due to the lies and power-hungry of the oil-rich class.

"You mean, those 'deformed children' were supposed to be the prophets who guided us forward?" The humanoid species realized the correct information from Yu Liang's words and was immediately shocked.

"Yes, they were sent by me to help you develop. I didn't expect that they would encounter such a situation." Yu Liang sighed and unceremoniously took the credit to himself.

"These shameful beasts!" The humanoid gritted his teeth.

"Hiss—" The beast-shaped creature next to him snorted immediately.

The humanoid species immediately touched its head to comfort it: "I'm not talking about you."

"So what's your situation now?" Yu Liang continued to ask. Now these humanoid species seem to respect him very much, and he can get first-hand information about the current whistle beast population from these humanoid species.

"Today we believe in microorganisms. These tiny creatures seem to have endless energy. They are the most perfect biological forms in the world, extremely weak and extremely powerful." The words of the humanoid species revealed a yearning, and then He added, "They have no distractions and are united. They are replicas of our past. We believe in them and we miss 'us'. This is our 'retroism'."

He smiled: "It is for this reason that the rich people call us the 'Beat Generation'."

Yu Liang: "..."

Beat Generation, 6.

I didn’t expect it to be used in such a place, it’s really magical when you think about it.

After these simple explanations of humanoid species, Yu Liang also knew what the situation of the whistle beast group was now.

No wonder it is at the same level of development as the Cao Ying tribe. It has lost the wisdom of the humanoid whistle beasts, wasted a lot of resources on boring things, and continued to fight among itself and fool the people...

Now that it can stabilize Cao Ying's head, it is obvious that Whistle Beast's foundation is better. It's hard to say what will happen in the future.

"So what are you looking for me for? I don't think I can save you." Yu Liang shook his head. He stretched out his hands and showed them to others, "I have no power."

His "ancestor" just has a name. Just like Jesus couldn't save 1929, the only ones who can save these whistle beasts are themselves.

"No, you can help us expose the true face of the oil-rich class, and we will definitely succeed." The humanoid species became excited, "We secretly collected golden eyes, we have enough two-dimensional bodies, and the oil-rich class Hide the golden eyes in the safe, and just wait for the right opportunity, and we can launch a revolution and eliminate them in one fell swoop!”

Yu Liang looked back at Lee, who also looked helpless.

To be honest, they didn't want to be involved in the war between the whistle beasts at all, so completing the remaining third phase of the mission as soon as possible was the right path.

But it seems that neither of them can escape now.

One is the father of microorganisms, and the other is the ancestor of whistle beasts. Their names are frightening, but in front of an entire group of people, they don't seem to have much room for resistance.

These are the "Beat Generation" in front of them, but they happen to be the most courageous and capable generation among young people. In cavalry status, they have the level of a normal T1.

Not as good as the two-dimensional natives, but the combat effectiveness of such a small team cannot be underestimated.

"Let's go, follow them." Lee kicked Yu Liang's heel, "Maybe the third stage of the main mission is in the whistle beast's base."

Yu Liang's frown unfurled, what Lee said made sense.

"Completing the mission" and "following the whistle beast" are not in conflict. On the contrary, they are most likely to complement each other.

Logically speaking, what the two of them knew should already involve the logic of the origin of the ghost story, and Yu Liang also left more appropriate clues and solutions.

But the third stage is still not completed, which shows that there are still some more secret clues, maybe among the group of whistle beasts, under the control of the rich class.

Of course, the most important thing is that Lee will go with him.

The two of them should be making the fastest progress on the mission now. As long as Lee is wasting time, he is not wasting time.

As for dying among the whistle beast clan...

It doesn't matter anymore. There are still some intact eggs in the incubation room, so he can definitely be resurrected.

"Okay, I'll go with you. I will agree to some of your requests, but at the same time, you must also promise me some things." Yu Liang said, since he decided to leave, he would naturally not give up making money from these whistle beasts. benefit.

"'Ancestor' please tell me." The humanoid species said respectfully.

"Give me your arrows, and tell me in detail how to use the golden eye." Yu Liang said, and then added, "If you need anything in the future, I will continue to ask."

"Okay." The humanoid handed the quiver on his waist to Yu Liang, and wanted to hand the giant crossbow to Yu Liang as well.

Yu Liang took the arrow, and the heavy quiver made his body sink. Fortunately, he quickly switched to Li Huachao, and then he could hold the quiver firmly. Li Huachao also took the giant crossbow very unceremoniously, and drove with ease. Put the arrow in the slot and adjust it to the ready-to-fire state.

As a hunter, playing with bows and crossbows is basically instinctive. Although this humanoid giant crossbow is made of various biological parts, there is essentially no difference. Li Huachao can get started quickly.

And this set of fluent winding movements also made the leader of the humanoid species sincerely surprised. From this detail alone, he could feel that his "ancestor" just looked weak.

Zu must be a powerful warrior, not necessarily physically strong, but mentally.

Spirit, haha, it is precisely this kind of spirit that the current group of whistle beasts lacks.

In order to awaken the people, they must find the answer from ancient times.

"Here, the arrows you want." Li Huachao placed the basket of arrows on the table in the laboratory.

Yu Liang switched back and said to the humanoids: "Wait for me."

Then, he "checked" the arrows.

——

arrow

Name: 箘

Texture: Bamboo

Unit: branch

Note: Arrow

"Sure enough." Yu Liang nodded with satisfaction, which meant that what the little fairy read in the ancient book was correct.

Texture is the radical of "name" and has nothing to do with the essence of the object.

For example, today's arrows are made of things like bone or teeth, but the texture is still "bamboo".

"Borrow a hair." Yu Liang said, grabbing a hair from Zhong Chen's forearm, and then combined the radicals of "hair" and "箘" to form a physical "pen".

Then, he stuck the pen on his waist and looked at "囷" which was deprived of its "bamboo" texture.

Yu Liang glanced at the humanoids. These humanoids were very curious and confused about what Yu Liang had done, and looked very surprised.

Due to the status gap, they did not dare to ask. They could only watch as Yu Liang turned the "arrow" into a "short bone spur" like a magic trick.

And Lee knew some Chinese and muttered: "Arrows? Pens? Are the characters combined? What do you want to combine?"

"What do you think of Cao Ying?" Yu Liang asked. He was going to take the grass from Cao Ying's head, but he was worried that the humanoids would have a stress reaction, so he tested it first.

"Cao Ying, are you referring to the Cao Ying group far in the north?" The humanoid species continued, frowning slightly, "They have robbed part of the gospel given to us by the planet. They are a 'plundering' race."

"No, no, no, they are an important part of you." When Yu Liang saw this, he was ready to guide and improve the thinking of the humanoid species, "If I am right, your understanding and impression of Cao Ying come from the rich class. Right? You have only heard about their plundering, but you have never actually seen their plundering."

The humanoids nodded. The grass babies in the north seemed to exist only in legends and they had never seen them before.

"This is also a lie of the rich class, because the grass babies are another magic weapon I brought to save you." Yu Liang took out a grass baby from the universe, "This is the original grass baby from hundreds of years ago. , it comes from me, I am your ancestor and their ancestor.”

With the appearance of the grass baby in Yu Liang's hand, the entire team of humanoids and beasts were extremely surprised.

"This... this, this, this!" Everyone's eyes widened.

The ancestor of the whistle beast is also the ancestor of the grass baby!

"We'll talk about this part later." Yu Liang still treated it indifferently, reaching out to take off the grass blades from Cao Ying's head, and then took out a petri dish and cleaned it, preparing to receive the "bacteria" he synthesized.

"Now, I want to synthesize the 'bacteria' I need." He synthesized "leaves of grass" and "囷", and the "bacteria" appeared on the petri dish in a flash.

Contrary to what he thought, the character "bacteria" does not represent a bacterium, but a unit of bacteria, not just one.

"What? Synthetic microorganisms, synthetic bacteria?!" The humanoids were even more shocked. This microorganism is their belief, and now it can be directly transformed by the egg-born man in front of them?

The shock level is far greater than before!

If someone else had said it, they would have scoffed, but now it is the ancestor of the Whistle Beast and the Cao Ying who is saying this!

"Yes, I am also the father of microorganisms. You can come and observe the masterpiece I just completed." Yu Liang placed the petri dish under the optical microscope and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture. "In a sense, you can Call me—"

There was a mysterious smile on his lips:

"Creator."

The title of the last chapter was wrong. I had to find an editor to change it. I’m too lazy to change it, so just think I did it on purpose.