Traveling through ancient times to survive

Zhao Lan took the spirit-testing plate, and a blue light came on. It seemed that her talent in brightness was even better than Zhao Qing's. Zhao Qing was not surprised at all, because Zhao Lan ate the food grown on the farm every day.

Zhao Lan couldn't wait to ask, "So I have talent? If so, is it good talent?"

"Yes, his talent for water is higher than mine."

Zhao Lan was overjoyed. As expected, even if she wasn't the child of destiny, she was still an important supporting role! It was just a matter of cultivating immortals. She could handle it in a matter of minutes.

Zhao Lan was still grinning, and Zhao Qing interrupted her, "Now is not the time to laugh. My attribute is gold, which is different from yours, so you have to buy a new technique that suits you. The cheapest one costs a thousand energy points."

The smile on Zhao Lan's face froze, and she asked cautiously, "Cousin, is one thousand energy points a lot?"

Zhao Qing smiled: "The energy value of a first-order mutant life is about one hundred to four hundred, which is not a lot. But with your strength, you can only barely deal with the failed species. I calculated that it would take more than twenty. Come on, cousin, I believe you can do it."

Zhao Lan's smile could no longer be maintained. She said with a sad face, "Cousin, I can't do this. Can you help me?"

Zhao Qing deliberately kept silent. Zhao Lan pulled her sleeve and acted coquettishly: "Cousin, the best cousin in the world, please help your lovely cousin, okay?"

"Not impossible. Let's make a deal. I can gather a thousand energy points for you, but you need to take out the magical seeds on the farm. One energy point in exchange for one seed."

Zhao Lan was so touched: "That's it? My cousin is so kind to me. Even if you didn't tell me, I would have taken out the seeds to popularize them to the villagers in the valley. What kind of deal is this? It's obviously giving me a book of exercises for free."

Zhao Qing did not take credit for it: "Don't underestimate your magical seed. If my guess comes true, it may be the key to preventing humans from becoming prey. In a word, I still got the upper hand."

Zhao Lan didn't believe it: "No way? Can it save the world?"

"I guess your magical seeds may have the effect of stimulating human superpowers. Of course, this is just my guess. The specific results will have to wait until after the experiment."

"In that case, I'll use all the gold coins I have on hand to buy seeds. Cousin, please don't refuse. I'm also a member of the valley. It's my duty to help everyone."

Zhao Qing teased: "You think too much, how could I refuse such a good thing?"

Zhao Qing handed a large bag of magical seeds to Zhao Chengchuan in the name of a magic weapon to unlock new treasures. To show his importance, Zhao Chengchuan specially set aside a piece of land to plant them and sent villagers to guard the surroundings.

The spirit-testing disk has been used on everyone in the valley, but among the more than a hundred people, not a single one has talent.

Is it that talent is too rare or that humans in this world simply don't have talent? Both Zhao Lan and I have talents that were stimulated by the golden finger?

There were too few samples, so Zhao Qing didn't dare to draw a conclusion. If it was the former, it would be fine, as there would always be hope for mankind. But if it was the latter, would there still be a future for mankind in this world? Could it be that all hope could only be pinned on the magical seed? What if he had guessed wrong about its efficacy?

No, we can’t put all our eggs in one basket. Zhao Qing decided to exchange the mundane martial arts from the immortal realm as soon as possible.

Zhao Qing took Xiao Lu out of the valley again, but unlike the last time when he disappeared for a month, Zhao Qing would return to the valley every ten days to report his safety. Of course, this was also because Zhao Qing's strength was no longer the same as before, and he could search a mountain range in five or six days.

Zhao Qing's footprints are not limited to the three mountains in the past, but have now expanded to seven mountains. The mutated creatures in these seven mountains are in bad luck and have turned into energy points in Zhao Qing Mall.

The first and second level couldn't take Zhao Qing's second move, the third level could barely take a few moves, the only fourth level, a rare wind-type white tiger was very smart, after a few moves, Zhao Qing didn't even finish his big move to trap Zhao Qing, and then he ran away on the wind. When Zhao Qing broke through the big move, the white tiger couldn't even see its shadow.

Maybe because Zhao Qing was too ruthless, in the eyes of the mutants, a devil who specialized in killing mutants appeared here. No matter if you provoke her or not, you will die if you meet her. So they fled from the seven mountains and hid farther away.

Another month passed, and Zhao Qing could no longer find any source of energy. The seven nearby mountains had become a desperate area for the mutant creatures.

Zhao Qing sighed, it's really not easy to make money these days, I only saved a little over 7,000, how come everyone disappeared? Zhao Qing was heartbroken, where is your pride as a strong man? After all, you are the future big man who will start the evolution first, so why are you so shameless? How can I convince others if I tell others about it!

The little green creature on the waist didn't dare to make a sound. Although it had successfully broken through to the fourth level with the help of its master, it was still trembling with fear. It had witnessed the ruthlessness of its master, who did not give its fellow creatures any chance to beg for mercy. The little green creature was very grateful in its heart. It was really lucky that it had escaped the disaster.

No matter how sad Zhao Qing was, she couldn't change the fact that this place had been plucked bare by it. She returned to the valley with a sad face.

She copied the water-based martial arts technique, Fu Bo Jue, and gave it to Zhao Lan. Without waiting for Zhao Lan to thank her, she returned home listlessly.

After a day, Zhao Qing had adjusted his mood. He picked and chose in the mall and finally chose two ordinary martial arts, one for defense and one for attack, each costing 500 points.

The two skills were poured into her sea of ​​consciousness, and Zhao Qing started practicing them immediately. By the time she stopped, she had already reached the third level.

As expected of a 500-point technique, it really has something to it. The two martial arts complement each other perfectly, both divided into nine levels, and the mastery of each level is no less than that of a mutant life of the same level.

Zhao Qing showed a relaxed smile. Ordinary people also had a way to become stronger, which was much better than having supernatural powers that they didn't know whether they could master.

After Zhao Qing copied the martial arts, he handed it over to Zhao Chengchuan. The middle-aged man first cried for joy, then knelt on the ground and howled to the sky. He was completely out of character, which showed how much pressure he was under during this period.

"Qingya, you must be the savior sent by God to save us humans!"

Zhao Qing waved his hands frantically: "Dad, don't talk nonsense, I can't bear this title!"

"Yes, yes, that's all my nonsense, please don't take it seriously, gods and immortals!"

Zhao Chengchuan regretted his words as soon as they came out of his mouth. He bowed to the sky again and again, wishing he could kill himself for saying this. He was really so angry that he started talking nonsense. Is it so easy to be a savior? Which savior in the storybook didn't survive a lot of hardships before he succeeded?

Zhao Qing was touched and amused: "Dad, you are too nervous."

"Hush!" Zhao Chengchuan looked anxious, raised his head and said in a very low voice, "Now there are even monsters, who can be sure that there are no gods?"