"Next time, I'll take you on a tour of our star domain."

Li Tusheng warmly bid farewell.

Click.

Fu Qingjun closed the door.

He recalled those conversations with Li Tusheng; now, he was the eighth Celestial Emperor, ruling over the entire galaxy.

At the same time, he quietly observed the Demon Country under his dominion, aware of Qin Hong's small machinations; naturally, he knew she was seeking out Professor Naxika to verify the era.

"History, is it truly... just fabricated history?"

Fu Qingjun had always believed that Earth lacked any prehistoric advanced civilizations, after all, they were all creations he fabricated in the Demon Country, disguised as ancient civilizations to ward off the apocalyptic mist.

Those people were merely imagining things in vain.

He created them himself, so how could he not know they were false?

But now?

"How to explain the 'Sumerian Kings List'?"

This list is an ancient document preserved from Earth, truly having existed.

It means that in Earth's history, there have been records of the mythological ancient Celestial Emperors, gods, and even the Creator God having ruled.

"I always thought they were just fantasizing, but who knew... they were truly doing archaeology!!"

Fantasizing?

Wrong.

It was archaeology.

Realizing this, Fu Qingjun was completely stunned.

Perhaps this is, wrong but ultimately right?

"I always thought they were blindly busy without understanding, but it was actually me, outside, watching them busy with idiocy."

At this moment,

The timeline was completely clear, a very straightforward line.

Jiaxia traveled back to the past, dominated the star river, and was once again "killed" by the masses for the third time, leaving behind the legend of the great flood. Now, people on Earth are excavating artifacts that are all real.

Because Jiaxia truly created the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and various ancient Immortal Gods legends...

"And now, if I dive into their fantasy logic and think about it..." Fu Qingjun shifted his mindset, "In this era, perhaps the lack of Immortal Tao and Buddhist Tao in prehistoric times is because of the system I smuggled through time; thus the later Earth has legends of 'Immortal Gates' and 'Buddhist Gates'."

Alright then,

So it's a time loop?

Now, is everything I'm doing predestined?

After all, the future is already fixed; it's already documented about the process of destruction by the great flood, Jiaxia's death, and the collapse of the era. Going back there is merely futile?

Then the next question arises: what exactly have I, traveling from tens of thousands of years ago, done during these seven thousand years?

"This is simply, a temporal anomaly."

Fu Qingjun massaged his temples and took a deep breath, "I can't keep imagining like this, it leads to self-doubt, increasing paranoia, and achieving nothing here."

He still plans to proceed according to his own plan.

Feeling like he's a rural planet, just stepping out of Earth into a massive cosmic civilization empire, a planet's native villager studying in the city, learning cultivation systems...

"No matter what, first strengthening oneself is never wrong." Fu Qingjun returned to his room, quietly sat, waiting for someone to finally speak.

However, Qin Hong too was likely stuck in self-contradiction, considering whether her actions to change prehistory are already predestined...

Hours passed.

Qin Hong, contemplating strategies, couldn't resist anymore. A voice from the box sounded: "Fellow Daoist Xia Qing, I heard the future you and came back to this distant era, saving the masses and the death of Jiaxia."

Qin Hong clearly made up her mind, sharing Fu Qingjun's viewpoint; hesitating achieves nothing, just follow her own thoughts.

Since her arrival has already become a butterfly effect on history, then change it thoroughly.

"Are you a friend from the Divine Demon Night Banquet? Came to this era after hearing my future self?" Fu Qingjun displayed a fitting surprise.

Qin Hong breathed a sigh of relief, it truly was from the Divine Demon Night Banquet, which made the discussion easier.

She spoke, "Indeed, within the Divine Demon Night Banquet, we randomly reincarnate into a certain era, and I happened to reincarnate into the era of your birth."

"Is that so, you mentioned the Emperor Xia's death? How is it possible, no one can kill Emperor Xia." Fu Qingjun feigned shock, skeptical.

"Yes, but that's the truth! Seven thousand years later, Emperor Xia will be killed by a siege of the masses, the world-ending great flood will descend, the sky will collapse, the entire land will be completely destroyed, in future billions of years... which is tens of thousands of years in low-grade civilizations' view, it remains an eternal wasteland."

"It's an irreversible heavy blow." Qin Hong said, "I can't fathom, how to change this era, changeability of predestination, yet still want to try changing it."

She candidly began discussing matters with Fu Qingjun.

Fu Qingjun patiently accompanied her listening, and finally, a few days later, reached an agreement to develop a realm.

"So, you'd like to develop a group of forces under your command in my name?" Fu Qingjun said, but in reality, Qin Hong incidentally fell into his trap.

You all were originally my Demon Country, and now you want to develop forces under my name in this era?

I play myself.

It's exactly what Fu Qingjun wanted, the need to use "God" status to attempt changing something in this era.

"I indeed must use your name."

Qin Hong was quite bold; the young god of this era didn't know about future matters and needn't be addressed respectfully, making it easier for her to act, "I've evolved a mortal calamity race, endless in number, can quickly rise, mastering electromagnetic power, but... unexpectedly incarnated into strange entities."

"I'm trying to merge the structures of two creatures to achieve a balance." Qin Hong calmly stated.

Fu Qingjun nodded, "Don't be discouraged, perhaps emerging quirks are beneficial, like forming the Electromagnetic Artifact Race, forming assembly lines, selling at a better price, easier to rise?"

Qin Hong was dumbfounded, suddenly feeling this mode of talking resembles Gang Leader Fu's management and gang concepts at Miao Chun Hall, with a similar style.

Wait!

What am I thinking in confusion?

The gang leader of several hundred thousand years later in a typical small locale, just bigger in appetite, living regularly, doesn't smoke or drink, trains timely, treats himself and gang members well, but couldn't return to this era, nor be God.

Qin Hong gathered herself, thought carefully, accepting it was indeed a rational proposal, "Perhaps, forming a powerful race isn't impossible."

She started attempting to merge soul and body abnormalities, seeking a balance point, to create a Demon Country in this era.

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