My Twenty-four Heavens

However, the hope brought by Emperor Shennong did not last long.

As time passed, only five years later, the land became barren again.

Except for the tenacious weeds and trees, the crops that humans rely on for survival cannot survive on the earth at all.

Even Shennong's method of burning the earth can't restore the earth's power to breed crops.

In nearly twenty years, Shennong, who was once in the prime of life, has grown old.

He squatted in the field, looking at the land that had turned red for some reason, and those clansmen who were getting thinner and weaker, feeling sad in his heart.

Shen Nong, who was powerless to return to heaven, was even a little shaken in his heart at this moment.

Can the human race really strive for self-improvement?

Rumble!

At this time, thunder suddenly sounded in the gloomy sky, and then amidst the changing situation, heavy rain fell from the sky.

Rainwater once represented the hope of life.

But Shennong, who was already a little rickety in the rain, didn't feel any joy at all.

He looked up at the lightning and thunder in the sky, and shouted to God with a sad and angry voice:

Why is fate so unfair!

Gods in the sky, please tell me why the human race has so many disasters!

What did the human race do wrong, we just want to live!

If the human race really did something wrong, I, Shen Nong, will bear it alone!

Gods in the sky, send down your punishment. As long as the clansmen can survive, Shennong can face all punishments.

Shennong's mournful voice echoed in the vast world, but in the sky known to primitive people, there are no gods, and naturally there will be no gods responding to Shennong.

However, Shennong still roared at the sky unwillingly. More and more tribesmen seemed to be infected by Shennong's spirit, and they walked out of their houses one after another, looking at the old man who had dedicated his life to the tribe with reverence.

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What's going on here? Why can't plants grow on good land?

The changes in the Absolute Beginning Realm made Zhang Tong completely sleepless.

Looking at Shennong who was kneeling in the fields and roaring powerlessly at the sky, even Zhang Tong, the Creator, was shocked.

The human race, probably because of such ancestors, can be called a human race.

Civilization is not just knowledge and wisdom, but also a spirit that is integrated into the blood, a spirit of self-improvement.

Ding!

The reason for such a change is because there is no change of seasons in the Absolute Beginning Realm.

The sound of Qi Ling ding ding sounded, answering Zhang Tong's doubts.

Without the change of seasons, the land will no longer be fertile?

why is that?

Zhang Tong couldn't understand Ding Ding's explanation.

Fortunately, Ding Ding quickly gave Zhang Tong a further explanation:

Because the climate in the Absolute Beginning Realm is suitable, similar to the tropical climate of the Great World, the high temperature and rainy environment produces rainwater leaching.

For example, salts such as potassium, sodium, calcium and magnesium in the soil will flow into the deep groundwater under the dissolution and erosion of rainwater, and the organic matter in the soil will also be decomposed into water and carbon dioxide at an accelerated rate due to high temperature and rain.

The surface soil used for farming, under the leaching effect of this rainwater, oxides such as iron and aluminum are enriched, and there are few alkaline examples, so the soil is acidic.

So the land turns red and becomes unsuitable for farming.

Zhang Tong:? ? ?

Where do you know these terms?

Zhang Tong was a little surprised by the explanation given by Ding Ding. A weapon spirit on the mythical side opened its mouth full of organic matter and oxides, and its style of painting was a bit weird.

Although this tool spirit does not have a lot of power due to the rules of the world, the Internet of humans in the big world,

For this tool spirit, there are no secrets.

Ding Ding's explanation made Zhang Tong suddenly realize that the co-author Ding Ding is really a tool spirit who works part-time as a quantum computer, and the earth's network is completely transparent to it.

Qi Ling who can surf the Internet, I ask you if you are afraid?

So, as long as there is a change of seasons, the land will soon become fertile again.

What are you waiting for?

Ding ding, change the settings of the Absolute Beginning Realm, so that the Absolute Beginning Realm will have four seasons.

Seeing those primitive humans in dire straits, Zhang Tong hastily ordered Qi Ling to be born in the world of aboriginal to change the seasons.

Ding, it involves the change of the fundamental rules of the Absolute Beginning Realm. Please also ask the master to come to the Absolute Beginning Realm in person and complete it with the assistance of this weapon spirit.

Hearing Ding Ding's reminder again, Zhang Tong was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head:

Must I enter the Absolute Beginning Realm?

Forget it, since I want to enter the Realm of Absolute Beginning, let me bring some hope to these human races by the way.

Hopefully, it should be able to support the human race to continue to live.

As soon as Zhang Tong's voice fell, his figure disappeared from the room instantly.

Gods in the sky, have you heard that?

Why are the human race so troubled, please tell me!

In the realm of Taichu, Shennong still questioned the sky in the rainstorm.

And at this moment, an indescribable sacred light emerged from the distance of the tribe.

In the light, a tall figure loomed.

Looking at the torrential rain in the sky, Zhang Tong waved his hands in annoyance despite being protected by the power of the twenty-four heavens Zhang Tong:

It's raining too much, let it stop first.

The Creator's words follow the law, and just a word makes the dark clouds in the sky begin to disperse, and the sun is like flowing water, pouring towards the earth.

At the same time, Zhang Tong's radiance in the early days also disappeared a lot, and he strode towards the tribe where Shen Nong was.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The 100-meter giant walked on the ground, and every step was enough to make the ground tremble.

Looking at the tall and holy giant, as long as it is a living being, it will instinctively feel fear.

Whether it was the huge body or the coercive brilliance, all primitive people instinctively looked towards Zhang Tong.

Wisdom giant!

It's the wisdom giant that His Majesty Fuxi met when he was young!

He...appeared again?

The years don't seem to have left any marks on his body, he is still so powerful!

He stopped the rain from the gods in the sky!

The appearance of the wisdom giant caused a sensation in the whole tribe.

Especially the scene of Zhang Tong waving his hand to stop the rain made everyone feel awed from the bottom of their hearts.

You know, in the hearts of these primitive people, whether it is wind, rain or thunder, they are all masterpieces of the gods in the sky.

And the wise giant who bestowed the sword of human civilization can stop the rain with a wave of his hand.

What kind of great existence is this!

Could it be that he is a greater existence than the gods in the sky?

Seeing the wisdom giant getting closer, everyone was stunned.