My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

The earth was covered with blood, stained with bright red.

In the entire computer room, there were corpses of mechanical snails all over the place, exuding a sad and dead breath,

Fu Qingjun controls a dull-haired snail, standing on the land of death.

Originally, before eating supper, it was still an extremely harmonious scene, happy and harmonious, and came back after eating supper, but Hong Qi killed everyone in the entire tribe, which shocked him too.

"I see!!"

However, Hong Qi showed an even more shocked expression.

With sharp eyes, he slowly raised his head to look at the existence who had given him the data cable scepter, and laughed bitterly:

"I should have thought earlier, prehistoric humans didn't have this shell!"

"And after the great flood, every human being carried a mountain! It is a test for the human beings after the great flood! Let us atone for our sins and carry a mountain endlessly."

"A mysterious vortex disc, this is the symbol of Hermes!"

"Our wisdom is too clumsy! We should have thought of you long ago, it is Hermons!"

"So, is this what you want to tell us?" He yelled, pointing to the snail shell on his body, and said, "If you have committed a thousand felonies, you will not give up if you practice!!"

"..."

Fu Qingjun was silent.

Brother, because you are not a species at all.

You are a snail, can you not carry a mountain? ?

The weight is indeed quite heavy, after all, the material has changed.

However, Fu Qingjun never thought of such a coincidence, the delicate fingerprints and the swirls of the snail shell still look alike.

It's as if you have to fight against a mountain to atone for your sins...

However, he guessed right, in a sense I really am Hermons.

"This is probably the wrong and right in the legend."

He suddenly thought of Sisyphus in ancient Greek mythology,

Also a similar story.

Because he made a mistake and was punished by the gods, he came to the world to suffer. Every day he had to push a boulder to the top of the mountain, but the boulder rolled down endlessly. Sisyphus has been in pain.

Fu Qingjun even went dark, "However, the clansmen of these mechanical snails came up with the best solution."

Originally, the various reading materials and books I gave them were to let them understand the good and evil, love and hate, and all kinds of things that are against normal logic...

Instead of learning the emotions involved, they thought of this trick.

The "human behavior logic" in the analysis imitates, clears its own memory cache, implants villains, lovers, and various personalities, and creates an "emotional" society.

And let their "king" live in an emotional society, be irritated according to their script, and finally be assimilated by emotions...Learn human emotions and truly become human

"It's like a Shakespeare-style tragic stage play, full of characters and passionate style."

Fu Qingjun lamented that this family of mechanical snails is so special, so bizarre and magnificent.

There were bloody corpses all over the place, and only Hong Qi was left standing alone in the middle. This scene seemed to be the only one left in Jiaxia back then.

The same picture, similar siege scenes, but different cores.

Even Fu Qingjun had to say a word about fate.

A family sacrifices for one person, even if all members of this race are ruthless, cold, and absolutely rational, it is also worthy of admiration.

"You are very smart, and I am Hermengs." Fu Qingjun, a snail, with his hands behind his back, said calmly, "Humans on the ground, you have finally passed my test."

"really!"

At this time, Hong Qi finally howled and burst into tears.

woo woo woo.

He seems to have fully possessed human emotions, hugging the corpses of snails on the ground that he killed with his own hands, those cold mechanical lives that love him,

"It's worth it, it's all worth it..."

"Have you seen...God agrees with us...We have redeemed our sins...We have become real creatures..."

Fu Qingjun looked at him and was silent for a while. The howling mechanical snail responded with a smile,

"Yes, we forgive the original sin of mankind!"

He disappeared into the shadows of the wind,

It was very quiet all around.

After a long silence, the mechanical monarch suddenly said:

"Father in heaven, may you return to heaven and come again... may you walk in your kingdom again and forgive us our sins..."

[In the sixteenth year of the Mechanical Dynasty, the monarch died, the gods came to the ruins, and forgive the sins of the common people. 】

...

in the room.

Fu Qingjun opened his eyes.

He looked a little calm, although he didn't really live in it for seventeen years, but for these two days, he also spent a lot of time in it.

"A snail shell... Well, it's a coincidence that this snail shell is a computer host, super AI, and it does contain knowledge." Fu Qingjun poured a cup of tea, "Snail shell, the embodiment of knowledge."

"It takes too much energy to push the time, even if there are only a thousand people."

Fu Qingjun didn't know how powerful his soul was, it was estimated that there were tens of thousands of himself superimposed together, and the spiritual power of the fifth realm could only push this "spiritual time room" a little bit.

"Look at their Dragon Ball, you can practice in it for a long time in the blink of an eye." Fu Qingjun said helplessly.

"Anyway, their programming is finally some kind of super metamorphosis."

The substantial improvement of the mechanical program means that this civilization has begun to upgrade, and I am afraid that it will soon be on the right track when I harvest this race in the future.

"However, since this is the case, it's time to release this race and come to the outside world." Fu Qingjun thought to himself.

After all, a thousand races are really too few...

For Fu Qingjun, this is just a civilized "incubator", and he needs huge mental power to maintain it all the time, so he has no mental power to do other things.

"However, but wait for a while, wait for a thousand people, and then throw it out."

Fu Qingjun said.

...

Seventeen years of the Mechanical Dynasty.

The entire mechanical land finally ushered in the era of Homo sapiens.

Hongqi updated the mutation system, regenerated offspring, and gave birth to the tribe.

The population soon came to a thousand.

Civilization quickly re-prospered, and as Fu Qingjun's family members, burning life, he cultivated as fast as other Ant-Man, plus he inherited wisdom.

In just one year, the new generation has completely become a great master.

"Thousands of great masters, I can break the majesty of the emperor!"

With a loud laugh, a terrifying breath was born, and Hong Qi broke through completely.

He had already completed the third realm, but now he has gathered the spirit of a master, and he can barely extend his life.

However, if you don't break through the fourth realm, you will eventually die of old age.

"Hateful, why can this world only accommodate a thousand clansmen?"

"Only a thousand people can only be called a tribe, and the tribe is called the Emperor, which is already the limit... How can you become a god if you don't have a vast clan?"

"Maybe, is there any way to expand the world?"

Hong Qi stood quietly on the top of the mountain, hesitating in his heart, constantly feeling the land.

Suddenly, he found a gap in the world. Outside the entire computer room, it seemed that he could go out. This group of mechanical snails opened the door excitedly, and saw the entire computer city outside, shrouded in a vast mist.

"God, forgive us our sins!"

Hong Qi shouted, and walked out firmly with his clansmen, looking at the mist outside the window, the sun was shining quietly, "The world after the great flood!"

"Even if you go forward with a heavy load, you must live toward the sun!"

...

"Go, attacking mechanical snail!" In the room, Fu Qingjun just smiled, cleaned up the room, went downstairs quietly, and went down the stairs facing the sun.

"Master Fu!"

"Master Fu!"

People around are saying hello.

On the street, some merchants and passers-by who were new to this area asked who this person was with a look of curiosity.

"This person is exactly our righteous Fu Qingjun! The contemporary leader of Miao Chuntang! He is brave and heroic, defends the country, and makes the tiger look mighty with his iron fist!" Someone beside him praised.

There was a mother selling candied haws with her children nearby, and a child looked forward to it, "I want to be as useful as my big brother! I will be a chivalrous man and become a great knight in the rivers and lakes."

Fu Qingjun walked on this ancient street, smiling at the surroundings.

"The new version is ready to use." A mental wave suddenly came from Fu Qingjun's ears, and a holographic projection gradually appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"The intelligent AI system is starting—"