Mythological origins

"If it is a prehistoric mythology background, the content that can be fought for is nothing more than several large and small disasters, such as the dragon and phoenix disaster, the witch and lich war, the battle of the gods, etc...." Yun Jie said casually.

"I have seen the dragons and phoenixes in this world, and I have also met the twelve ancestor witches. You have also created some humans. According to your meaning, you want me to choose one of the camps to fight against the other side of Jiewo?"

"I just said it casually, don't take it too seriously."

"But that's a bit off. The Tao dispute still needs to be fought on the path we have created."

"Whether it is a real dragon or a phoenix, it is not our path."

"They are." Bai Mo looked towards the village.

A large number of new humans generated by the "human genome database random matching generator", also known as the "creation whip" fairy weapon a few days ago, are now living in a temporary camp built in the village.

They are born with a lot of blood memories and bodies that have been modified by countless genes. Even "newborn babies" have enough physical strength and intelligence to survive in most not too extreme environments.

Some researchers who participated in the design even jokingly called them "little Astartes" or more serious Primarchs.

Because of this, even if hundreds of children suddenly flooded into the village, things did not become too messy.

If Yun Jie starred in this scene of creating people, all the babies he created were crying and waiting for adults to take care of them, then he would really have a headache.

If a magician like Teach faced hundreds of children who couldn't even take care of themselves, he could slaughter them without changing his face.

But Yun Jie, who was barely in the lawful neutral camp, really couldn't do such a cruel thing.

But with his true immortal status, taking care of the eating, drinking, defecating and urinating of hundreds of babies, that was too much to think about.

...

The newborns temporarily selected a few leaders to command the survival and construction work of the crowd, and naturally named their organization Terra.

Because in their blood memory, the Holy Terra Empire is the motherland that belongs to all of them.

Although these "posthumous children" did not know, the Holy Terra Empire as a political entity had already fallen apart and become a historical term long before they were born.

"How long do you think it will take them to rebuild civilization?" Bai Mo and the others stood on the mountain, overlooking a bustling construction site at the foot of the mountain.

Hundreds of young faces, with their slightly thin bodies, were doing all kinds of physical work that was not easy for adults.

"It would take two hundred years to restore the technological level of our youth." Yun Jie thought for a while and said.

In fact, these have been relatively rigorously deduced by think tanks in the empire. Even if they hold the two artifacts of the technology tree map + the human whip, it will take at least a hundred years to climb from the ancient zero technology to the satellite launch.

The main bottlenecks are population and education.

Unless there is a true immortal who continuously provides power, the production limit of the random matching generator of the human genome database is one thousand people per day.

This number seems not small, but just to maintain a complete industrial system that can launch satellites, tens of millions of workers are needed behind it.

Humans created by the Creation Whip also have reproductive capacity, but they also need ten years of growth to reach sexual maturity.

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"These 'genetic primitives' are not constrained by your system. They can work together now because they are not experienced in the world and the external living environment is harsh. Once the situation stabilizes, they will definitely start to fight for power and profit in the future." Yun Jie continued to say with a smile.

The two sides have been dealing with each other for hundreds of years, and the Empire has already known what the "system" established by Bai Mo is.

A Gestalt thinking of human consciousness tending to be complete.

Each individual gives up a part of himself, builds a unified consciousness, and manages the entire society.     For cultivators who are willing and capable of climbing the immortal road, this is absolutely unacceptable.

It may not be obvious at a low level, but after becoming an immortal, if a part of the self is given up, the true spirit tribulation cannot be complete, and there will always be loopholes.

It's like there is an invisible wire that always connects the sub-body and the system.

"Why don't you give me the whip? I'll modify it and give it to them, so that they can fight more fiercely."

Yun Jie didn't take this "creative whip" too seriously, and threw the magic weapon over.

Several silver lights flew out from Bai Mo's sleeves, and the whip was cut into nine pieces.

Each piece of the whip began to transform under the shining of the silver light.

After a few breaths, the nine pieces of the whip turned into nine small tripods.

"Nine tripods?" Yun Jie frowned slightly, as if he had guessed Bai Mo's purpose.

"Nine cloud-patterned tripods, each tripod can produce one hundred people a day. At the same time, mastering the combination of nine tripods can not only produce a thousand people a day, but also give the person in charge of the tripod a blessing of power..."

Bai Mo said slowly while letting the newly born nine tripods revolve around him like nine satellites.

"I don't want to wait for the dragon and phoenix calamity, the war between the sorcerer and the lich. I might as well just fast forward to the Conferred God. After all, this primitive world is the home ground that I chose. I have no interest in staying here any longer."

"..."

Yun Jie was stunned. He obviously didn't expect this kind of operation.

Crossing the calamity, can actually fast forward to the next one? ? ?

"In that case, I'll do my part." After thinking for a few seconds, Yun Jie sent a message to Bai Mo, supplementing his plan.

He didn't want to be trapped in this world for too long. Bai Mo wanted to speed up, so he stepped on the accelerator and started to work!

Bai Mo nodded after hearing this.

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"Meet the two immortal masters."

That night, one of the temporary leaders of the temporary camp of the original gene body was summoned to a wilderness outside the village.

He had the memory of blood inheritance, and Yun Jie didn't hide it much, so it was easy to recognize him.

As for the other one... Although I don't know him, he looks like he can be on equal terms with the true immortals of the empire, so he can be a senior.

"Your name is Xin, right?" Yun Jie asked directly.

"This is a good name. I want to give you an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" The child named Xin did not doubt him, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

This is the favor from the highest ruling class of the empire!

Yun Jie took out the nine tripods that he had prepared long ago. These nine magic weapons, which were not simple at first glance, instantly attracted Xin's attention.

After all, he was just a child who was born a few days ago...

Just when Xin's attention was absorbed by the nine cloud-patterned tripods, Yun Jie grew a third hand from behind and slapped the other party!

PS: I'm very sorry that I was in a bad state during this period and it took so long (end of this chapter)