My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 Fu Qingjun really suspects that there is a problem with the little speaker's brain, and it is completely a stick.

　　 He wanted to insert the small speaker's brain to search her brain and check the program abnormality, but he was afraid that after the hair loss... the small speaker would directly kill him.

　　 It's hard to be a good person.

　　 Fu Qingjun pondered for a while, and said, "Let the brothers start to help find a shop, and then we open a watch shop...the business at the terminal is gone."

　　 "Then we won't repay the hatred?" Little Horn suddenly became serious.

　　 Fu Qingjun feels that there is really no hatred, he is not himself at all.

　　 But he hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will take this grudge slowly and kill them."

　　Since the identity has been inherited, the interpersonal relationship must also be inherited. This is a matter of course.

　　 "Okay." The little horn said decisively, "I asked my second brother to take a look, brothers must come to discuss such a big matter."

　　 Fu Qingjun nodded, then glanced at the little speaker. This person was smart and silly.

　　 But my own rainstorm pear flower needle, the simple version is almost finished, and it can be regarded as self-protection.

　　 After the little speaker left, he quickly made the furniture store next door downstairs resist a new table. Fu Qingjun asked them to put them at the door, and then moved in.

　　 "The table is done, it's the same style as before."

　　 Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and closed the door to isolate himself from the world.

　　 He glanced at the ant kingdoms on the ruins. After a night of rest, after three or four centuries, he has gradually returned to life.

　　 The next step is to change the table.

　　 As for how to change, Fu Qingjun also has a way, which is to drive them directly to the ruins of the earth and act as an exploratory team to build civilization there!

　　 After all, a table is too small to accommodate them...

　　 "Although, my brain can only spray tens of thousands a day... But their species has improved, one charge, life-long use..."

　　 "In other words, according to this guess, the number of their races can be up to tens of thousands of births every day!"

　　 "In this way, their civilization, millions, tens of millions of people, will cover the entire room in the ruins, and even the stairwells outside, and even the entire residential buildings of the community, building their extraordinary and huge world!"

　　 "The whole building outside will be their extraordinary world, mythical world!"

　　 "They fly to the sky and hide, all kinds of mysterious food, equipment, mysterious electronic devices, and the land of spiritual treasures everywhere..."

　　 And this new table, Fu Qingjun intends to use it as a hub for returning ants, and by the way, build a new sand table, six reincarnations, and create new species here.

　　 However, the exploration team has to be carefully considered.

　　 He picked up the pen again and wrote down a few notes,

"First, in this demon world, the three great gods are ancient existences that created the concept of all things. I cannot walk the world as them. I can only act as the mysterious businessman before, as walking in countless higher and lower levels. The existence between civilizations trades everything in the world."

　　 "Second, it is better that I first explore the scene and confirm the first environment on the opposite side. I can't make Jiaxia's mistakes anymore."

　　 "The third, radiation is very dangerous, I don't know if it will mutate, but if I remember correctly, according to the previous night of reincarnation, the night may become very dangerous, and there should be casualties."

　　 "Fourth, let them bring back the bones of the pioneers and throw them into the sea of ​​bitterness for redemption. They can't be outside without cold, exposing the wilderness!"

　　...

　　 Fu Qingjun continued to organize his thoughts, feeling that there was no omission, and he reopened the space tunnel. It seemed that as his mental power strengthened, he could open the entrance the size of a ballpoint pen.

　　 Wow!

　　 Fu Qingjun slowly lifted a piece of hair up the dull ant, and slowly inserted it in very skillfully.

　　 Through the ant's perspective, Fu Qingjun vaguely saw the fuzzy environment on the opposite side.

　　 But the eyesight of ants is extremely low.

　　 He held an ant camera and turned around like a snail's eyeball, and he fumbled for a while before he confirmed the surrounding environment.

　　 is the room where I have reincarnated for seventeen years.

"it is as expected."

　　 Fu Qingjun’s inner guess was affirmed, "The opposite seems to be daytime, and it is not much different from when I left four or five days ago."

　　 "However, the glass window was obviously shattered, and the shock wave messed up the room."

　　 "But my generation is obviously not the center of the nuclear explosion. After a few days of radiation, the ants should be able to withstand it."

　　 "Also, if you enter there, you still have to get your own mobile phone, try to surf the Internet, check the network, and see the current network situation... But there is a high probability that the basic power and network facilities have failed."

　　 Also, mobile phones and computers are too big to be used. The tunnel is too small to pass an ant.

　　...

　　 The era of the Sun Dynasty is over.

　　 Above the ruins, people rebuilt a new kingdom.

　　 Protoss and demons have completely declined.

　　 The human race is right, the other two races’ backgrounds have been exhausted, and the human race still retains enough strength, for a time, the entire century has entered the human race era.

　　 Back then, the human teenager Antos who was watching everything, he became the earth, the first to re-enter the existence of a great master of spirit and spirit.

　　 However, even with such stalwart power, he did not pretend to claim to be a **** like his predecessors, but rather called himself emperor, Emperor Antos.

The era of 　　 enters the era of the emperor.

　　 The first era of the mechanical dynasty.

　　He completely ascended the throne, worked diligently, studied mechanical structures, created various crafts, and completely crushed the gods and demons!

　　 The second era.

　　He led the construction of huge mechanical clock towers, mechanical chariots, Vientiane Tiangong City, huge mechanical world-class wonders sitting on the ground.

　　 "So far, the profession of hammer forging is called a mechanic!"

　　 "Machinists, divide them into grades, and grade them by their craftsmanship!"

　　The watcher of wisdom, the eternal messenger of mechanical energy, Emperor Antos!

　　 The world praised him so much.

　　 The era of mechanical civilization has completely opened.

　　 A large number of mechanics began to appear.

　　 They were holding bows and crossbows, and even began to build a huge box-shaped hidden weapon, which was pushed by wheels and a large number of needles shot out of it.

　　The gods and demons began to be suppressed, and the martial arts began to decline!

　　The bows and arrows of ordinary mortals can easily kill powerful martial artists who have been practicing for countless years.

　　The human race began to be indifferent to martial arts, indulging in mechanical manufacturing, and feeling the endless mystery.

　　 The human race called the strong bone realm shouted,

　　 "The world worships and honors Emperor Antos!"

　　 No one answered.

　　 Another human being with strong muscles yelled loudly:

　　 "Medical, martial, weaponry, three ways, weaponry is the best in the world!"

　　 For a while, no **** or devil dared to refute.

　　Everyone knows that under the existence of the three unknowable levels, there is an ancient **** outside the territory with independent will, who descended on this land to teach medical weapons.

　　 The human race mortal weapon master yelled,

　　 "Mastering one of the weapons, the body of a mortal can also slaughter the gods in the sky!"

　　 The gods and demons who once ruled the mortal world were bullied by lower-level mortals again and again, but they didn't dare to speak out again.

　　 They were once brilliant, they once ruled the whole land forever, overlooking countless ancient eras, and have become sad beasts of wisdom, enslaved by trends.

　　 "You are too arrogant!"

A powerful son of a **** just broke through. He has a snake-headed human body, handsome and slender, and exudes a terrifying martial arts mood. One is an evil way! Relying on foreign objects! Medicine, martial arts, are the true ways!"

　　 "Medical is to study body structure and develop potential!"

　　 "Wu is a skill, use weapons to fight!"

　　 He roared, telling that these were the two basic ways.

　　噗!

　　嗤!

　　 Then, a powerful force of mechanical bows and crossbows stepped out and fired a volley.

　　 This powerful master jumped several times, flew over the wall, and was instantly shot by a wave of horror. There was no place to escape, he was beaten into a hornet's nest and fell to the ground.

　　 "He is right!"

　　 "Take it back for anatomy and study the body functions of the ‘Ancient God’. He reminded us that we should not give up easily!" A mechanic holding a bow and crossbow said.

　　 Fu Qingjun watched this scene and was silent for a few seconds.

　　 This is the course of history...

　　 Trading all kinds of metals on his own has led to the age of iron civilization with weapons and metals, far surpassing the wood civilization and directly ruling the world.

　　 "If this continues, I will really follow the route of mechanical industrialization." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath. Although he was engaged in a production line, it was not what he wanted.

　　 My fourth martial art is gone again?

　　The way to God!

　　 Fu Qingjun feels distressed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com he wants to promote an extraordinary cultivation system, and then practice by himself, to be detached...

　　 But it doesn’t matter.

　　 Waiting for himself to open the dungeon world—the room on the ruins of the earth, and even the entire community.

　　Metal belongs to equal status.

　　The gods and demons are bound to rise up with the help of metal.

"It's just that the mechanical civilization has risen, and there are still some problems, thinking about how to use martial arts." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, saving the people in the ruins of the end of the earth, technology obviously does not work, after all, nuclear weapons are used... .

　　 Still have to develop martial arts.

　　...

　　 woo woo woo.

　　The descendants of gods and demons are wailing.

　　 "Why, then the outside **** doesn't make a deal with us?"

　　 "Those **** earth creatures, mechanic!"

　　 "Our wisdom is not lost to them, why is it not us?"

　　 They meditated silently on the earth, bitter in their hearts.

　　 And an ant descended on the ground, looking at the gods and demons of the wild tribe in front of them.

　　 For an instant, the descendants of the gods and demons on the whole earth felt like they wanted to worship, and there was a sense of surrender in their bones, as if they had encountered a fairy **** in the legend.

　　Who is this?

　　 "Are you, the legendary unnamed alien god?"

　　 An old **** and demon stood up and said excitedly.

Fu Qingjun smiled. Although his face was compassionate, his expression had a faint indifference, as if the sky was hanging in the sky, and said lightly: "I am a businessman who travels in all worlds, trading life, wealth, strength, and civilization. , Faith..... I want to make a deal with you, are you willing?"