"In legend, there is a hero named Sun Wukong. In order to pursue freedom and light, he fought a fierce battle with the evil demon for 77490 years."

Next to the fire, Mu Shaoan was talking nonsense and quickly weaving an ugly monkey doll. Although this technique is not very good, it is woven with the purest shackles of fate.

As for the savage who had twitching claws before, he was unconscious on the side, and the lucky ones could only end here.

After weaving the monkey doll, Mu Shaoan took a little bit on the savage's forehead and pulled out the savage's past shackles of fate. At this point, he not only had no future, but also no past.

Only now remains.

However, this is what can be achieved in this ancient road with the help of infinite and nightmare, and the overflowing power of these three super-level nine-star magical skills. Mu Shaoan is not so magical yet.

Because there is no past, no future, no time and space in this ancient road. It seems that the sunrises and sunsets are all seen by Mu Shaoan himself through the magical skills of Destiny. Otherwise, if this savage leaves his sight, he will be able to see nothingness.

"receive!"

Putting the monkey doll on the savage's chest, Mu Shaoan shouted softly, the savage actually shrank rapidly and changed constantly, and eventually turned into a newly born little monkey.

This is the effect of time and destiny, not magic.

“So now, you have a future.”

Mu Shaoan said calmly, and then grabbed a ball of white light from somewhere, covering the little monkey. In a blink of an eye, a fake Sky-Supplementing Stone appeared.

Of course he was not making a spoof, nor did he want to get a brother for Sun Houzi, he was just doing an experiment.

The virus camp is coming in full force this time. Whether it is the Mystery Rock Clan or the Four-Armed Human Civilization, there is probably no good result, but that has nothing to do with him. What he wants to protect is the civilization of descendants of Mount Tai.

Even at the critical moment, it doesn’t matter if the Dahe civilization is sacrificed. Anyway, the three old virus bugs cannot find the Dahe people’s ancestral graves. As long as the ancestral graves are not dug, no matter how bad the losses are, sooner or later, the Dahe civilization will still be burned out by wildfires and will be reborn after the spring breeze.

The only thing that cannot take a step back is the civilization that is closely related to himself, so we need to prepare early.

It can be foreseeable that if the virus hits, the first batch of them will be the prehistoric series, and Journey to the West will be the hardest hit area.

What to do? The monkey was almost ruined.

Even if there are anti-virus hunters guarding, there is no reason to prevent thieves for thousands of days, let alone as long as the hoe is swung quickly, it will not be dug without corners.

Perhaps the fake Sky-Supplementing Stone he made cannot solve all the problems, but it can always make those thieves lose their heads and run away.

After all, the "monkey" in this fake Bu Tian Stone has not passed, that is to say, theoretically, the effect of this monkey getting out is comparable to that of the six-eared macaque.

However, this fake monkey will not interfere with any plot. It is only responsible for making fake and real ones five hundred years before the birth of the real monkey to a month before the birth of the real monkey, and can lead any thief who wants to make a wrong idea astray.

Unless the thief is too smart, Mu Shaoan will have nothing to do.

Anyway, this is just an experiment.

Just when Mu Shaoan finished all this and was about to start enjoying his dinner, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Looking up, he saw a fireball-like meteor passing by in the dark night sky. After a moment of brilliance, it disappeared without a trace.

This made Mu Shaoan's good mood extremely bad all of a sudden, because he knew that there was already a civilized battlefield, and it should be a very important civilized battlefield that was breached and swallowed and destroyed by the virus.

This speed and efficiency are a bit fast.

Suddenly, Mu Shaoan stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, as if he was touching something. After a few minutes, he took his hand back and spread it open, and saw a piece of ashes in his palm. In the middle of the ashes, there was a burnt yellow area as big as a needle tip. This was the residue after the civilized battlefield was destroyed.

After thinking about it, Mu Shaoan grabbed it casually again. A ball of light appeared and soon turned into a flower pot full of soil. He carefully planted the ashes in the flower pot, and waved his hand again, attracting a pool of spring water to water it on it.

The flower pot, soil, and spring water are all created by the laws of the universe/divine power, so the effect is very good. At least, Mu Shaoan can already sense the faint breath that is scattered from the ashes.

This is a Creator God.

Well, it's similar to the gods worshipped by low-level civilizations, such as Odin, Zeus, Donghuang Taiyi, etc., it's almost the same.

In that low-level civilization civilization battlefield world, such gods are omnipotent and control the world. Unfortunately, after being destroyed by the virus, these civilization battlefield worlds will disappear. However, the Creator God, called the God of Farm, escaped this catastrophe with a small amount of divine power/cosmic laws. Unfortunately, his world is gone, and it is even more miserable than a lonely ghost at this moment.

Mu Shaoan saved him now, not because he wanted to avenge him or because he was pity, but because he wanted to plant a seed of civilization.

This is theoretically possible, because no matter whether the God of Farming really exists in the destroyed civilized race, he is indeed the Creation God recognized by the Bage tribe, and that's right.

So as long as this lonely ghost is planted into a seed of civilization, it is like an earthling man writing a novel, becoming a brick and stone of the earth's civilization.

Why not do it?

"Huh? No, this guy is very strange!"

Mu Shaoan's expression suddenly changed for a moment. Then he thought about it and used the magical skill of fate to pull out a wisp of fate shackles.

"I'll go, this is actually a race created by the Mystery Rock Man. The Mystery Rock Man takes the materialistic route and can actually do this, no, scientific experiments, genetic species, well, divine research."

Through the shackles of fate, countless fragments of pictures flashed through Mu Shaoan's mind, and he could even guess it.

A few minutes later, he let out a long breath and sneered: "The Mystery Rock Man is smart. He actually set up such a strange firewall in advance. It's really amazing."

The truth is very simple. Through their extremely high attainments in the field of materialism, the Mystery Rock Man used various powerful living organisms to create new lives, such as lions, tigers, donkeys, pigs, etc. These new living organisms combined through genes are placed on separate planets, and then they are observed to produce wisdom and civilization, and in the end they cannot even distinguish viruses.

Over the past hundreds of millions of years, the Mystery Rock Man has probably successfully created at least tens of thousands of low-level and intermediate civilizations. These civilizations have now become the defense line for the Mystery Rock Man to block the virus.

"Wait, four-armed man, your uncle, four-armed man was also made by the Mystery Rock Man?"
Chapter completed!