Bifang felt that he was very unlucky.
The predecessors in his inherited memories had been so glorious. While they weren't as powerful as the untamed and the South China Sea, they were still the overlords of a mountain, renowned figures atop Mount Zhang'e. Now it was his turn. Not only was the spiritual energy thinning between heaven and earth, but even his own kind—let alone his own kind—there weren't many monsters left. Humans were everywhere.
What's so good about humans? As far as I can remember, our elders' impression of them was mostly "weak, not tasty, smells like dirt," and so on. Back then, they wouldn't even give them a second glance.
But who would have thought that such a weak existence would now almost occupy the entire world. He also saw that some ordinary humans had spiritual energy in their bodies, which was a rare thing.
Not to mention what happened after waking up, he finally escaped danger and luckily found a blessed land. The presence of a gibbon in the blessed land was nothing special; the foolish, unintelligent demon was just the right thing to hide him from others. Later, just as he had imagined, humans captured the gibbon.
From now on, won’t this blessed land be his to himself, with no humans coming to disturb him anymore?
When Bifang thought of these things, he laughed out loud three times towards the sky. Before he could finish his joy, a strange thing flew over and covered him.
Bifang: ...
What's even more hateful is that the humans who captured him actually used some yellow paper that nobody knew what it was and stuck it on him. He couldn't control his mouth and blurted out a lot of big truths. It was a blatant insult to a big demon.
Once he escapes, we must burn all the hair of that despicable human being to death!
The question is, what happened during the few hours when he couldn't see the outside world, why was he put in the cage for no reason, and why were there so many humans around him?
"Open your eyes, open your eyes."
"Oh, your eyes are still red, they look pretty."
"This is Bifang. Is it uncomfortable for him to stand on one leg?"
"Is he jumping around? Isn't he tired? If he's being chased by other monsters, he won't be able to run fast."
Bifang couldn't stand this insult. His hair stood on end and he shouted, "Shut up!"
"Speak!"
"Good sound, a few more words?"
Bifang: “…”
When he gets out, he will kill all these people.
Taking a quick look at the cage of unknown material that held him captive, Bifang's eyes flashed with contempt. A mere human creation, yet it still wanted to trap him? Bifang raised his neck, spread his wings, and flew into the air. He used his claws to scratch a railing, but nothing happened.
Bifang froze. He stretched out his claws and scratched the railing twice more. Aside from a few claw marks, the railing remained intact. What was going on? Were humans so powerful now?
He looked at the cage several times in dissatisfaction, and finally found several pieces of yellow paper in the top corner outside. It seemed that this thing was causing trouble.
What's this?
Bifang realized that today's human beings are completely different from what he inherited in his memory, and even the world is different.
"Is this Bifang? It's so small."
"Director Pan is here? And Xiaojue, come, come and see."
Yan Jue was enthusiastically pulled to the front row by a stranger. He thanked them a little nervously and then pulled Pan Wencheng to his side. It was still reassuring to have someone familiar around.
He looked at the cage in front of him, which was about the height of a man, and saw Bifang, the size of a pigeon, standing with its head down near the inside.
Before he could ask, someone explained, "We thought the Bifang was huge, so we enlarged the cage we prepared. But when we released it, it was only this small. It's difficult to change the cage, so we just made do with it. A bigger cage is more spacious."
Pan Wencheng nodded and called Bifang several times, but the other party did not respond at all and looked autistic.
"What's going on?" Pan Wencheng was prepared to be scolded.
"I don't know. We were just talking when he yelled 'Shut up' and scratched the cage, and that's what happened."
"Could it be that his self-confidence has been shattered?"
"Xiao Jue, come here. Didn't you talk to him before?"
"Yes, Xiaojue, you come to ask, we won't speak."
"Me?" Yan Jue pointed at himself, feeling slightly embarrassed. He'd personally captured Bifang's men, so surely he wouldn't be there to pick aggro points? An enraged Bifang would surely unleash his curses, and how could they possibly communicate?
He didn't dare to refute, so he went ahead and said, "Hello, Bifang."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bifang actually raised its head and flapped its wings to fly to the level of his eye.
Yan Jue also expected to be scolded, but after waiting for a long time, Bifang stared at him again and again, and after a while, he said gently: "Human, where did you take the ape?"
His tone was still as condescending as usual.
"It's on the way and will be delivered here soon." Yan Jue didn't expect Bifang to ask this. He was curious: "Do you know it? Is it your friend?"
We are all on the same mountain, so we should have a good relationship.
Bifang: "Bullshit! Who would want to be friends with a beast like that?"
Bifang approached the cage, using a very unscientific posture, flapping its wings while floating in the air, and folding them to point at itself, and asked Yan Jue: "Open your little eyes and take a good look at me. I am a talking, intelligent, and particularly smart man. What on earth gave you the illusion that I could be friends with a beast like that?"
“Will you become friends with your ingredients?”
Bah, you can't say anything stupid. What kind of stupid questions are they asking? He can't even talk to the other party nicely. It makes him so angry.
Yan Jue asked in return: "Then why do you care about where the apes are going?"
Bifang said confidently, "Of course I'm testing you to see if you'd eat monsters. You humans can actually cultivate and store spiritual energy in your clay bodies. Who knows if you've resorted to some unorthodox methods to achieve this? I'm testing you first so I can decide how to treat you."
There was too much information in this passage, so Yan Jue did not answer rashly. He patiently asked from the first sentence, paying attention to Bifang's emotions.
"Can we humans eat monsters?"
Yan Jue asked in a shocked tone, "Don't the legends say that you monsters eat people? If weak humans like us eat monsters, we will die, right?"
"Humph, that was in the past. Who knows what the situation is like now?" Bifang cursed rudely, "Stop pretending to be ignorant. If humans don't eat monsters, why would they build such a huge pot? It's so big that even my original form can fit in it. What are you still pretending to be?"
Yan Jue was really confused: "What's the matter? Isn't this your original form?"
"Nonsense! How can something this small be my original form? My original form is incredibly large and majestic. A small cage is nothing to me. This open space can barely fit me. You ignorant human, huh."
Bifang finished speaking proudly, then froze, pointed at Yan Jue's nose, and shouted, "No, don't change the subject! And don't play innocent. You just have a really big white pot in the mountains, and I even saw humans in the house next door. You can't deny it."
Yan Jue fell silent, thinking about the possibility that Bifang's eyesight was not good.
Pan Wencheng asked, "Where did you see that? How come I didn't know we built a big cauldron? Oh, I'm his boss. I'm in charge of more and know more than he does. Let's talk about it openly, in case there's any misunderstanding."
"I've already told you that you are the ones pretending to be confused." Bifang turned his head.
"Alright, let's avoid this topic." Pan Wencheng didn't force it. "Why do you say we humans are made of clay? Is it related to Nuwa?"
Bifang: "What else?"
It even involved myths, and it actually came true. Pan Wencheng suppressed his surprise and asked, "So, you, or your former kin, lived in the prehistoric era, at the beginning of the universe, hundreds of millions of years ago."
He didn't know where to put this "history" of the ancient times, so he just put it directly at the origin of the planet.
"Bifang, times have changed. I think we can still get along in a friendly way."
Pan Wencheng patiently coaxed, "Don't you want to know what has happened over the past few hundred million years? Why can we humans cultivate? Why is the spiritual energy between heaven and earth so thin? Why are there so few monsters? Isn't everything different from what you inherited in your memories?"
They naturally placed the intelligent demon on an equal footing. They didn't force him, but rather engaged in friendly cooperation. After all, they had the initiative, and Bifang was also there, so even if the negotiations failed, they couldn't escape.
Bifang moved his eyes, obviously a little moved, but he still refused to let go.
Yan Jue suddenly had an idea and said, "Don't you want to return to your original form? You have become so small, surely it's not because your original form is too big and too conspicuous?"
Given Bifang's conceited and cocky demeanor, he wouldn't care if his original form caused panic in the human world. Perhaps the more panicked and feared humans became, the happier he'd be. Even if he truly wanted to hide himself, he wouldn't have become so small, the size of a pigeon or at least a pheasant.
"Do you really want to help me restore my original form?" Bifang fixed his eyes on Yan Jue's face.
"Why not?" Yan Jue said calmly, "You should rely on spiritual energy to cultivate. We humans also rely on spiritual energy to cultivate. We all have the same goal. Why can't we cooperate in a friendly manner?"
Bifang looked at him without saying anything.
After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Your request is to help me cultivate and restore my original form. In the meantime, you can ask me any questions you have. I can answer anything I know."
These are the only terms he can offer in exchange, it’s up to humans to decide whether they want it or not.
Yan Jue gave a premise: "The premise of helping you cultivate is that we cannot harm humans or the human world."
Bifang also nodded: "Okay."
"Okay, the deal is done. But..." Yan Jue changed the subject, "For the sake of mutual trust, should we sign a contract and swear an oath?"
Bifang tilted his head. "Okay. You humans are the most treacherous. We must sign that contract."
He didn't know what a contract was, but he knew what an oath was.
Yan Jue smiled kindly: "Okay, we'll use the talisman paper, which is the yellow paper slip that will trap you. The spiritual energy on it will ensure that we don't break the contract."
"The talisman paper needs to be prepared. We will wait until tomorrow to officially sign the contract."
Bifang only knows the rules of the world in the inherited memory. He has no idea what the current world is like. I believe that the big guys who will be in charge of Bifang in the future have their own theories.
Not to mention transforming Bifang into a perfect good man, but in the end it is unlikely that he will go astray, at least he can be used by them.
As for cultivation, that was purely incidental. Even if they didn't help him, spiritual energy was everywhere, and he could still cultivate even if he was locked up here. It would be better to proactively make a promise and do a favor. As for the others, they were just mere humans, and the world's spiritual energy had just revived. They couldn't find any natural treasures.
Bifang, completely unaware of the filthiness of human hearts, was delighted: "We're all cooperating, so why don't you open the cage?"
After receiving the silent nods and shakes from the people around him, Yan Jue continued to smile: "No, we are not familiar with each other yet. For the sake of trust, we can wait until we sign the contract tomorrow."
The cage can be taken out, but no more.
Bifang subconsciously wanted to curse when he heard this, but he opened his mouth and then closed it again, nodded, and said reservedly: "Okay."
However, he repeated to himself eight hundred times that they were human beings who were meant to cooperate, and he must not get angry if he wanted to get more information from them.
The two sides had reached a consensus, and Yan Jue and the others didn't stay any longer, showing Bifang their respect and sincerity. The bosses didn't care. Bifang had just caught them without any plan to discuss, so they were just here to watch the fun. They would get down to business tomorrow after they had a plan in place.
As the group reached the door, a middle-aged man suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Could the pot in the mountain that Bifang mentioned be the telescope in Guizhou Province?"
"telescope?"
"That spherical radio telescope."
Yan Jue paused, recalled the appearance of the telescope based on the key words, and silently gave a thumbs up to Bifang's statement.
Seen from the sky, the telescope does look a bit like a pot.
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The last telescope is the 500-meter Aperture Spherical Radio Telescope in Guizhou Province.
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