Hundreds of thousands of years before Douluo

Can't write

Mulinsen was completely confused. .biquge

e, I forgot about this

These are all a bunch of illiterate people

Ditian and Biji are no exception

"Give me a year." Mulinsen threw down the dried meat and said seriously while standing on the throne.

The King of Ten Thousand Demons asked angrily: "Don't tell me that you want us to learn human writing."

Mulinsen looked calm and calm on the surface, but in reality he was panicking. He secretly asked the tree ancestor: "Grandpa, can you write the characters of the people here?"

Shuzu directly wrote the word "Dilin" in Mulinsen's mind.

However, Mulinsen found that he did not recognize these two words.

He thought about it for a moment, Douluo Dalu didn't seem to use Chinese characters.

That's enough

"No, I will create a new text. It may not take a year. It will be good if you can figure out your own practice methods in one year. I hope you can achieve results in just one year." Mulinsen glanced at Wan Yao The king responded very rudely.

"You" The Ten Thousand Demon King was so angry that he was so angry, but Mulinsen had just beaten the Silver Dragon King, and he was still carrying his power and imposing manner at this moment.

The King of Ten Thousand Demons fell silent under Mulinsen's cold gaze.

"Today I mainly inform everyone of what we are going to do next. We will inform and discuss the details later. If nothing happens, everyone should leave." Di Tian glanced around everyone present and stood up to leave.

Mulinsen sat on the chair and floated away.

The rest of the people also left with different expressions.

There was nothing wrong with Ditian, so Ditian found a place to practice on his own. Mulinsen looked at the boss and suddenly said: "Uncle Ditian, please think of a way to see if you can create something that will allow the spirit race to evolve in advance. A way to create a human form.”

Di Tian frowned slightly, then nodded.

Di Tian withdrew, and Mulinsen looked at Bi Ji.

"Aunt Biji, where is the Nine-Hearted Begonia?" Mulinsen has not forgotten that the Nine-Hearted Begonia was more than half successful in transforming into a human being. She was always present, but she was waiting on the other side of the Lake of Life.

Even with Brigitte's guarantee, she would not dare to appear as a human in the Soul Beast Conference no matter how brave they were.

In fact, all the soul beasts also knew about her existence. After all, the Lake of Life was only that big, but big bosses like Ditian Biji didn't speak up, and no one was smart enough to find her out.

Bi Ji led Xin'er out and looked at Mulinsen: "What kind of help does A Lin want from Xin'er?"

According to Mulinsen's current status, Bi Ji could say that what he wanted Xin'er to do was to give orders. But in order to maintain Xin'er's self-esteem, her words were more tactful.

"I need human books," Mulinsen said, "as well as certain human skills, such as construction, forging, and clothing making. If there are no ready-made books, I hope you can find a way to record them."

He glanced at Xin'er, with a smile on his face, but his cute big eyes carried strong coercion: "In addition, I hope you can also analyze and record the management status of human beings."

His coercion is naturally of no use to Xin'er. After all, Xin'er is also a hundred thousand year soul beast. This cannot scare her, but it can explain his attitude.

Xin'er's lavender eyes stared at Mulinsen, and Mulinsen didn't know what kind of thoughts were revealed in her bright eyes. He only knew that the girl nodded.

"You can grow up to this point in the human world. I don't think there will be any problem with such a simple thing." Mulinsen lay back on the throne with his straight body. He seemed to say casually, "Remember, you are a spirit beast. No, now the highly intelligent soul beast has changed its name to the spirit race. Regarding this, do you want to become the sixth spirit race on the record?"

Mulinsen randomly picked up a leaf and printed on it in Chinese characters:

"The first roster of the Spirit Clan:

Ancestor tree: Philodendron tree, Philodendron forest of Star Dou Forest.

Ditian: Golden-eyed Black Dragon, titled Beast God, the core circle of the Lake of Life in the Star Forest.

Brigitte: Emerald Swan, titled Emerald King, the inner circle of the Lake of Life.

Imperial Forest: Yushu, Titled Star Dou, Star Dou Great Forest Vinyl Forest.

Sweetie: Flower Elf, Titled Elf King, the core circle of the Lake of Life in the Star Forest. "

After he finished writing, he handed the leaf to Tian Tian'er, then pointed to the words on it and read it again and said: "Sister Mi'er, I'm going to trouble you next."

"These words are different from human words. They look very interesting." Sweetie asked curiously, sitting on a leaf that was large compared to her body. "These are the words you created."

Mulinsen curled his lips and said calmly: "How could I create a writing? I can't say the origin of this writing, but you have to believe that this writing is very powerful."

Sweetie smiled: "These square characters do look very powerful."

Mulinsen raised his head and raised his nostrils to the sky.

It is inevitable that Chinese characters are great. They are universal characters in all worlds, and their usage is second only to Chinese.

"It's all mischief." Tian Tian'er had a look of endearment on her face and stretched out her little hand to pat Mulinsen's chubby face.

Tian Tian'er's body shape is only as long as the forearm of the Mulinsen Man, well, slightly longer than his forearm.

So Mulinsen could hold her up and slurp her sweetness while drooling all over her head.

"I will try to sort out the rest of the text and tell you within a month." After Mulinsen finished doing the bad things, he put Tian'er down and started talking about the business in a serious manner.

Biji was speechless when she saw this.

The "little bad guy" Tian Tianer rolled his eyes at Mulinsen and flew back to his hut with Ye Zi.

"So, sister Xin'er, do you want to join the Spirit Clan?" Mu Linsen looked at Xin'er with interest.

Xin'er pursed her lips and half-lidded her eyelids, making it difficult to see her emotions.

"Can you make it easier for the soul tribe to become gods?" Xin'er asked, twisting his clothes.

Mulinsen smiled: "I'm working hard on it."

Xin'er is silent.

Mulinsen didn't force her, he said: "It seems you still need to think about it, so how about you tell me the answer when you come back next time?"

Xin'er raised her eyelids and nodded solemnly.

This matter ends here.

Xin'er left the inner circle, found her companions, and left the Star Dou Forest.

Mulinsen began to frown.

"Grandpa, I seem to have said a lot of big words." He lay rolling in the throne that was huge compared to his body.

Brigitte shook her head and laughed. Mulinsen looked so cute.

Tree Ancestor is still very calm and speaks slowly: "It doesn't matter, you can follow Tian Tian'er and finish registering the Spiritual Race first."

Mulinsen nodded. He suddenly remembered something more important: "I can follow Sister Mi'er to record, but we don't have paper and pen."

He knew about papermaking and had even seen the details in some historical time travel novels, but it seemed that things were not that simple.

"Yes." The tree ancestor paused. He took out a dry leaf from somewhere and said, "This leaf can be used instead for the time being."

This leaf had no moisture at all and looked very much like a leaf specimen. Mulinsen used his soul power to print words on it, and they all looked clear.

"As for the pen, everyone uses soul power. It doesn't matter if you don't have it, but you still have to get it quickly." Mulinsen scratched his head a little, "Grandpa, am I too impatient?"

"It doesn't matter, you still have a lot of time." Shuzu said softly.

Mulinsen thought the same thing, it didn't matter even if he made a mistake, he still had a lot of time to practice.

After writing the pinyin, Mulinsen started writing from memory, but there were so many Chinese characters that Mulinsen almost collapsed.

"Can you manifest the dictionary in my mind?" Mulinsen lay on the table drying salt, trying to seek help from the tree ancestor.

He also had a sudden idea, because the protagonists in some novels have golden fingers like this.

"The fifth soul skill, based on imagination, manifests the required items. Note: What you get may be a perfect copy, or it may be fake. I wish you good luck."

Mulinsen was immediately shocked.

real or fake

Could it be that he actually has a system, but it's just expressed through soul skills?

Speaking of which, Golden Finger is too responsive to requests. Could it be that he is Mu Gua? Why does it feel unreal?

But of course it’s best if Goldfinger is considerate.

Mulinsen searched out all the dictionary fragments in his memory. That was when he was in elementary school.

"It doesn't feel like enough. There is an element of luck in this, but if there is enough information, the success rate should increase."

Mulinsen integrated the memory about the dictionary, and then began to use his soul skill to summon the dictionary.

"Bang" a Xinhua dictionary fell to the ground.

Mulinsen turned it over and saw that most of the content was there, but some were blank pages.

"Well, this is already good. I can make up for it slowly according to the catalog, but I should still be able to summon it."

Mulinsen tried again.

"Bang" This time the dictionary only has content in the second half, which can complement the previous one, but is still incomplete.

Mulinsen kept calling, but after seventeen times, his soul power was not enough.

"Sure enough, people are extremely interested in summoning. I was so excited that I didn't pay attention to the consumption of this soul skill." Mulinsen shook his head and began to meditate to restore his soul power.

At this time, he half hoped that Douluo Er's "baby bottle" had appeared.

"Something as important as the magic replenishing potion needs to be written down so that Ditian and the others can quickly make it."

As a "second generation" with countless big bosses under his command, Mulinsen naturally would never do anything himself if he could tell others to do it.

"But the goal has been achieved." Mulinsen looked at the five complete dictionaries that were put aside, and showed a cute smile that would not pay for his life.

"Alin, your soul skills are very interesting." Shuzu said as he rolled up a dictionary. He seemed to be flipping through the dictionary.

Mulinsen was lying on the throne created by the ancestor of the tree, not wanting to move at all because his soul power had been drained out.

However, Shuzu's words made Mulinsen think deeply.

Since the fifth soul skill can really summon items from previous lives, then why doesn't he summon something more interesting?

When cars, airplanes, computers, televisions, and cell phones appear,

When the terrible Great Ivan appears, what's the use of cultivating to become a god? Who can withstand the bombardment of the Great Ivan who has been transformed by Douluo?

Mulinsen's eyes shone as he thought about it.

With this magical soul skill, he can transform the entire world

He can create a new world

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