Fu Qingjun raised an eyebrow.

"Modern Earth's mechanical technology and craftsmanship?"

Technologies like alloy, smelting, and so on, are naturally not low.

If this is the case, it also means that humans in the entire Earth's survivor camps have begun to accept the protection of their "Demon Country Civilization," standing on a unified front.

This has to be said, is a great thing.

It may have been the sacrifice of the first Maya Emperor, a fierce sacrifice, that made the country completely let down its guard, allowing Tang Meng to take over their laboratories.

"It's just that, I've started losing hair again."

Fu Qingjun was sitting cross-legged in Miao Chun Hall's room, his gaze calm, staring into the distance at the Earth's dark front line battlefield, where it was intense and bloody, causing all living beings sorrow.

On this side, his entire being was facing a great mutation.

"In the end, too many have died." He slowly closed his eyes.

Boom...

Rumble!!!

It was like an invisible galactic vortex, slowly rotating.

Fu Qingjun sat in the spiritual space, like an ancient eternal giant god in the void, with a massive chaotic airflow oscillating around him, world fate, creating billions of lives, the supreme great ruler... In an instant, the souls of countless mortal beings returned to the ancient abyss of death, returning to their brains.

In one thought of mine lies the source of all life.

In my sea of consciousness lies the place where life falls to death.

Fu Qingjun vaguely felt this perception, couldn't help closing his eyes, calculated the number, and sighed, "Too many have returned, that light ball destroyed as much as ninety percent of the Maya civilization's population."

"They were previously ants... But now, they're living beings, with pain, joy, relatives, and friends..."

He walked to the window sill, overlooking the bustling streets of World War II-era below.

He could clearly sense...

Countless True Gods of the Fourth Realm fell among them.

And those hundreds of millions of pseudo-gods who broke through with divine blood, their strength was weak, almost none escaped!

His painstakingly split soul developed Ant Demon Country's Maya civilization, the previous mad accumulation, all destroyed at once.

Heavy losses!

But what seemed like destruction, for him, was it not another breaking point for reconstruction?

Clatter!

Bicycles passed by, and newsboys were shouting in the shouting daily, "Get your paper! Get your paper! Today's New World trends, God opens the gate to past apocalypse, where should our Great Witch Tribe go??"

The era is truly changing.

It has subtly changed the entire World War II Earth world...

In the midst of the noise, he looked up at the bright and blinding sunlight through the window, "The extraordinary is revived, my Demon Country is deducing civilization, allowing Earth to go outside and see the real outside world."

Here the sunshine was brilliant.

Unfortunately, the other side has ushered in great darkness.

He lowered his head, looked at the people, and suddenly felt an inexplicable weight, like bearing a heavy mission...

Clatter!

"I seem to possess the fate of the entire civilization, or maybe... the fate of all Earth's civilization?" He chuckled, previously his hair could grant insects intelligence, developing civilization,

But now, not just insects, even humans can be endowed...

This means that all Earth's humanity will also be covered by his "destiny."

"Well, well, with hundreds of billions of deaths, countless True Gods falling... this time my hair, what variation will it undergo?" Fu Qingjun slightly closed his eyes.

The brain started to stir.

Fu Qingjun didn't know how long it took to wake from the muddle, looking at the data given by the ancient ship:

Fu Qingjun: Great Perfection Fifth Realm (sealed)

Character Card: SSR-class Jiaxia (missing), S-class Yudula, A-class Qin Hong, S-class Hongqi

Gene pool:

1. Prototype of First Generation Ant People: Beast head with human body

2. Advanced Ant Angel Species: Red-winged Angels, Ant Giant Dragon, Feathered Serpent God, Black Feather Angels....

3. Taloped: Native snail, Parasitic beast, Mechanical snail...

4. Breath soil creature...

....

He squinted his eyes.

Previously it was early Fifth Realm, now in one breath, it reached Great Perfection.

However, it seems to be stuck in Great Perfection again, looks like it needs to devour a Fifth Realm soul as a medium to continue breaking through....

Unfortunately, the Fifth Realm seems far out of reach.

He continuously combed his hair, discovering his abnormality.

He began using his hair to try and lift things in the room, the table, teapot, notebook... and finally discovered with horror that his hair actually had the power of a blade.

Every strand of hair could lift a kitchen knife.

"Damn..."

Fu Qingjun was stunned.

This was a qualitative change, a pen and a kitchen knife were not even in the same weight class.

He also found his hair as tough as steel wire.

He could constantly grow his hair, madly swell, seemingly as long as his energy was enough, he could grow hair indefinitely, turning into a towering giant...

"That means my safety is basically guaranteed, if someone attacks me, my hair will instantly grow, turning into a steel ball hedgehog encompassing my entire body."

But he continued to research, regrettably found that besides a comprehensive ability enhancement, no new hair capabilities appeared.

"Can only say, still in the realm of the Fifth Realm." Fu Qingjun sighed.

However, his hair population limit had completely increased.

Previously it was a five hundred billion limit, now feeling it has a three trillion limit.

This was a terrifying qualitative change.

"In this way, I can more confidently start a war." Fu Qingjun looked to the other side of Earth, "Lost ninety percent of the population at the start, but I became stronger because of it..."

"Logically speaking, the more I fail, the stronger I get."

"Continuing this way a few times, my population will explode... Unfortunately, that's not the case."

"Because I've reached the limit of the Fifth Realm, unless the Demon Country civilization breaks through a Fifth Realm to use as a medium for my breakthrough, I can only have a population limit of three trillion, the deaths afterwards are futile."

Fu Qingjun remained vigilant.

If he couldn't defeat the opponent with this population, he might truly never defeat them.

Because afterwards, no matter how many more die, he would still be stuck at the realm of Great Perfection.

"However, to sum it up we also have an advantage."

"Their population is sparse, all relying on divine blood in the mist to break through, being pseudo-gods in the Fourth Realm with large sizes still at a disadvantage. Currently... they have no True God in existence!"

Because of the severe lack of population.

In fact, the undead giant beasts—cockroaches infected in the mist, are endless in number.

But these "low-level zombies" lack wisdom, cannot be considered mortals, how can they provide faith, spirit sympathy, allowing those born with wisdom "high-level zombies" to break through?

So, they all breakthrough with divine blood.

Nevertheless, with their huge size, and exquisite civilization inheritance, even Fourth Realm divine blood mist pseudo-gods were enough to make everyone despair.

Fu Qingjun kept sorting through enemy intelligence, smiling bitterly: "But that is our only advantage, right? They can't become True Gods, while we have some possibility..."

But the next second, Fu Qingjun's expression gradually stiffened.

...

In an underground supermarket.

"Repeat after me, the Great God Jiaxia killed the gods and demons, we were born on the corpse of the gods and demons." Malraux was still recounting history.

The mist creature emanating ancient mysterious language followed along.

Malraux, with hands behind back, looked at this muscular giant monster in front, and said, "Those god and demon remains seniors in the mist, forgot their ancestor glory, merely pseudo-gods, fake gods, depending on divine blood in the mist to breakthrough, very low-level..."

"And you, need not worry."

Malraux seriously said: "Our Demon Race, has countless living beings, helping you breakthrough to True God, your size is large, but we use hundreds of millions of Grandmasters, help you spirit sympathy, it's simply effortless!"

Fu Qingjun's face turned dark.

Is this an invasion?

You traitor, our only advantage, you actually undid it, helping them become True Gods?

Wait a minute...

That newborn in the mist, actually believed the ancient history being recounted.

Could it be he is the traitor?

Fu Qingjun pressed his temples, already staying calm, but still felt a headache.

What's this situation?

Two traitors?

Is this your invasion, or mine...

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