Sakura the Great is full of terrifying arrogance, wandering across the earth, setting foot on the entire dead mountains, rivers, oceans, lava, and deserts. She wanders in the ruins and the beautiful world of blooming flowers.
She was looking for something, but couldn't find anything.
The world is empty and has become extremely strange.
That once super ancient god seemed to have disappeared from the entire world, just like Hailandong back then, who was approaching old age and aging. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find that ancient existence despite hysteria.
"Perhaps, he will appear at the right time, not now."
At this time, this great god will also stop on the top of the mountain or on the coast, holding a bright red umbrella and overlooking the entire vast land, motionless, standing there for several months.
She is waiting for a fateful encounter.
She had a premonition secretly and was looking forward to its arrival and meeting again. She had too many questions.
"I gathered together the calculations of a world, separated that sentence of language into 1876 fragments according to the emotion and syllable changes, and let the most elite scientists of mankind analyze it. In this sentence of language, I heard seven changes of emotions."
"Happy, free and easy, delighted, relieved, joyful"
"But after all, I can't understand his meaning."
"The changes in emotions in the book may be like my previous sentences. They are blessings for new life. The freedom and joy are the same as my context at that time, but in the end"
"I have a vague hunch that it has a completely different meaning."
"In that passage of his language, we will be completely shocked!"
In the end, Caroline could only sigh quietly, remembering her exchange with Helen Dong. The two of them had each seen the beginning of the origin of the world.
"On behalf of mankind, I saw the origin of mankind's ancient ancestors, traced back generations of human memories, and saw a god holding two babies and speaking a mysterious language."
"Hailandong represented Warcraft and killed Finbar, the god of Warcraft. It also traced back to the memory of the ancestor of Warcraft. He also saw a god raising powerful Warcraft including Finbar, as if training pets, ringing a bell,
Holding a plate and training"
The origin of human beings is already difficult to fathom, but coupled with the origin of Warcraft, the two origins are mixed, and the mystery becomes more and more shrouded in fog, making it impossible to see the truth of history.
Thirty-four years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Empress Sakura seemed to have let go of her previous dictatorial rule. She left the entire zombie clan affairs to others to deal with, and finally wandered the entire land and mountains, still looking for something.
Some people say that she is looking for a path to the gods. After all, she is already a high-level god!
Some people say that she is very lonely. This feeling of being invincible is difficult for any living being to understand. It is a feeling of confusion and loneliness.
But more people are whispering that she is looking for the mysterious god in the legend, the super ancient god who is said to have existed in the previous civilization.
She wants to challenge that god, which is in line with her tyrant and murderous nature!
But no one knows what the heart of Empress Sakura is. No one dares to ask this tyrant god. Her power is too terrifying and she is murderous. To this day, some people count the lives of all races she has killed.
, there are probably more than three billion people on the entire ancient lava land!
With her apparent delegation of power, some Heavenly Emperors began to scheming among themselves to seize the power of the Corpse Clan.
Thirty-six years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Civilization is still developing among the ruins. An emperor Zuntian came to see him and reported,
"Reporting to the gods, the number of newborns born in our zombie race among the billions of walking zombies is decreasing day by day! The remaining ones should be difficult to appear and have passed the period of the outbreak of newborns in our race."
"Reporting to the gods, our corpse race has already reproduced itself. As the main source of population birth, it is far higher than the accidental birth among the zombies!"
On the throne, she held her umbrella and closed her eyes slightly.
This is a matter of course.
A race reproduces itself and gives birth to offspring, which is a stable source of supplementary ethnic groups.
And waiting for the zombies in the vast sea of people to accidentally give birth to new lives to join them is too unstable. Although the new zombies in the vast sea of corpses are equivalent to the ancestors of the corpse clan, they are extremely talented.
Two years have passed.
On the throne temple, Empress Sakura still closed her eyes, looking across the palace to the distant sky, "Aren't you coming yet?"
She was waiting for a fateful encounter, like a heavy rain in her life. She already wanted to leave the days when she ruled the zombie clan. As the only existence of the old days, she completely let go of this new world.
"Isn't it time to meet me yet?"
A faint sigh came from the temple.
She felt a deep sense of loneliness, as if she was rejected by the world and everything became extremely strange.
Another year has passed, and the years have gone by slowly.
The Emperor of Heaven also reported some matters,
"Reporting to the gods, we, dozens of heavenly emperors, have discussed together that our corpse clan should establish order!"
"Order?" Sakura asked with a smile, "What order should we establish?"
After all, she was a little curious to see how they would develop.
"We look through history and look at ancient civilizations, Isildar and the Naga Sea Tribe. We understand that if a race wants to develop, it must break away from the tribal life of beasts that eat hair and drink blood!" A Licker Heavenly Emperor stepped forward, "Among us zombies,
Cannibalism is a common practice, it is simply unbelievable for this tribe!"
Sakura nodded.
In the apocalyptic wasteland, in addition to eating and infecting people, zombies cannibalize themselves, which is simply common sense.
"Then what should we do?" Sakura asked again, sitting on the throne overlooking the ground, and said in a calm voice: "On the vast earth, only our zombie clan is left, and there is no other life. If we don't eat each other, how can we continue the species? Is it possible?
starve?"
"But in this way, we cannibalize the same kind. After all, we are just like hair and drinking blood, and we cannot stay on the right track of civilization!" Emperor Tian said, "If this continues, civilizations that feed on each other's own race will sooner or later perish!"
Sakura smiled again and looked down at a powerful man below.
The zombie clan does have farsightedness. The zombie clan is originally a mutilated race. If it develops like this, it will inevitably perish.
I have already thought of a way for them to reproduce, but this is not enough!
At this time, another Heavenly Emperor spoke, "We have eaten the memories of the Isildar people. Although there are not many, we have compiled a list of dominant gene modification abilities, which may be useful and can change their appearance."
"Change appearance? Changing appearance is useful?" Sakura was suddenly curious, holding an umbrella, like a supreme monarch holding an emperor's sword. The supreme power lingered, making people unable to see her sacred face.
One of the Heavenly Emperors spoke, "Change the appearance of those ordinary zombies so that our advanced zombies that give birth to wisdom will no longer be cannibalistic. It may seem like self-deception, but it is the only way."
Another Heavenly Emperor stepped forward and agreed: "Yes, we cannot change and crack the virus, but we can implant another virus, the dominant gene of the invading species' appearance, to change the appearance. Our technology is not strong, but the corpse tribe originally
As for genetic collapse, it is relatively easy to modify!"
"Today's zombies have no consciousness and are like wild beasts but they are still humanoid. If we use the genetic technology of the Ishdar people to write skin genes into the zombies to make them hairy and write scale skin genes, the nail growth genes will be
Transform into a real beast!"
"Exactly!"
Another Heavenly Emperor also came out and spoke, "If our appearance were different, we wouldn't be cannibals, they would be animals in nature."
"Are they animals?" Sakura was startled, with a smile on her face.
A Heavenly Emperor spoke and said loudly again: "That's right! Their body shape is different from ours! They are not infectious to us, and they are just like wild beasts in nature. They are animals in every aspect!"
Sakura was silent for a moment.
She knew that this was inevitable and the most correct way for the zombie clan to rise.
"allow!"
She spoke calmly.
The "Corpse Clan Dominant Gene Project" is officially launched for the future of the Corpse Clan!
This is a war without any reason.
Just one virus destroyed an era
It not only brought indelible pain and memory to the common people, but also to the corpse clan.
The first thing they saw when they came to the world was a vast ruins. The first human they ate, and gained memories of, was that respectable and admirable passionate race, the Isildar people.
They destroyed that proud and perfect civilization, and destroyed that human race that moved forward with firm steps, which they sincerely admired and believed that no other race could be hostile to.
And what about the future of this new race of mine?
They came into this world because of a huge mistake. They are not Isildar people. They are ordinary people, groping and searching among the ruins, trying to rebuild and survive.
This will be a difficult time.
Forty years of the Holy Sakura Dynasty.
Under the rational research of countless powerful Celestial Emperors, a type of virus called "Explicit Skin Modification Virus" gradually spread and began to infect the walking dead wandering throughout the ruins.
“Veolia City, launch!”
"Sea Blue Territory, start releasing viruses!"
In the city of mechanical ruins, countless zombies, these handsome men and women wandering on the streets, and even the infected monsters, dragons, and hydras in the woods seem to have skin diseases. The skin becomes rough and begins to grow spikes.
Teeth and body hair also become thicker
Viruses will eventually mutate.
As the "explicit skin modification virus" spreads, the brains of billions of zombies continue to calculate and evolve, diversifying mutant virus forms appear, and countless virus branches appear.
Some zombies began to transform into black plush monsters, lying on all fours, growing fangs, and wandering on the flowers and grass.
Some zombies grew fish scales, entered the seabed, and turned into marine animals.
Some zombies grew feathers and flew into the sky
On a field full of flowers, in a garden surrounded by hedges.
"There is still one last transformation left, and I need my help." Sakura's face was dull and her eyes narrowed slightly, "Solve the fertility of ordinary zombies so that they can start to reproduce normally."
She lowered her head and looked at a former Isildar person.
After all, the largest number of zombies are humans.
Before, she must have been a very beautiful woman, kind and gentle, honest with others, and able to trust others without any barriers. Now she is covered with furry black skin, lying on all fours, like a mindless black wild boar, all she knows is humming.
Hum and eat, drink and have diarrhea.
This zombie is a special type of wind-type zombie. It was level 5 when alive. At this time, it seems to have turned into a level 5 wind-type pig-shaped monster.
Sakura smiled strangely, gradually becoming bitter, and finally understood the truth about the whole world.
"Most of her memory is missing, but she can inherit wind spells. Part of her cultivation genes are still alive and will be inherited by future generations. It will still be a powerful fourth-level extraordinary monster when it reaches adulthood!"
Three days later, the wild boar monster gave birth to a new batch of babies.
Their skin also changed into exactly the same as their mother's, and they turned into little wild boars with dark hair.
Sakura's expression completely returned to calm.
She transformed into a gentle and kind breeder. Within a few months, she began to train these little wild boars with bells and rice bowls, and observed their growth in order to restore the ecological balance.
"Fumba"
On this day, she stopped and looked at the golden lava river in the distance, as if she saw a gentle-faced super-ancient god, holding a bell, calmly raising a monster, holding a basin, as if feeding this cute creature
livestock small animals.
"The beast trapped in the cage is not the person trapped in the cage?"
"The world is a reincarnation, and we are all beasts trapped in the reincarnation."
The god slowly put down the rice bowl, drove a few black-skinned wild boars that were humming happily into cages, returned to a simple wooden house, and looked at the section hanging on the wall.
The text "God's Day After Tomorrow" has a passage written on it:
"If God dies today, then the Isildar people will survive until the day after tomorrow just to tell the story of God to other tribes. We will be full of pride and intuitively tell the story of our Lord with the powerful mechanical charm of technology."
She just smiled, raised her pen and hesitated for a moment, then wrote "God's Yesterday" below this glorious story.
"We grew up in the cradle of science, walked alone on the grassland of life, climbed to the top of the mountain with the code of origin, and opened the door of the gods. But before that, our fate was determined as early as yesterday.
Travelers like us have an unknown past, and any arrogant person who attempts to become a god's race and pry open the key to life will eventually be cursed by the gods. The past is the future."
This god stopped writing, gently dried the ink like a mortal, stood up, and seriously hung it on the wall of the thatched house. He smiled tenderly and whispered softly: "Let you hang in a corner of my memory.
It would be better to hang in the dust of the human world."
"As long as someone remembers you, they will live forever."
"Death, eternal life."
She hung a black mural and looked out the window at the flowers and a group of humming piglets in the ruins, as if a new world had begun. The bright lava light fell on her beautiful face, as if she had seen another person.
A super ancient god,
"I finally understand what you mean. The glory in this world is just reincarnation."
This scene was eventually forgotten in the dust. When future archaeologists found this black slate, they wondered why the Isildar people, a once super ancient civilization, did not write history on their proud hard drive.
It is written in the original stone tablets.
They clearly stand at the end of advanced civilization and are said to possess unimaginable technology, but they are like ancient primitive people who left ridiculous childlike graffiti on the stone slabs.
People began to doubt whether ancient civilizations were really so corrupt and whether the technology of ancient civilizations existed.
But no matter how future generations question it, time will eventually wash away everything that was once glorious and glorious to the extreme. No one remembers these past years. Human beings in the new era will only write down in history the deeds that happened in this year.
[Forty-one years of the Holy Sakura Emperor's reign, one hundred and twenty-one years after the Cataclysm, the surviving humans began to reproduce again, and re-raised the surviving monsters after the Cataclysm, restored peace and civilization in the ecosystem, and once again entered the era of farming and animal husbandry]
