"After all, it's been hundreds of thousands, even millions of years. Before we arrived, humanity didn't seem to have any advanced civilization at all." She finished speaking and shrugged, looking like she didn't think highly of this person.
Wang Xuefeng smiled and said, "I don't know which world this creator god came from. It seems to have some resemblance to Earthlings, but it's from a rather ancient era."
"Who knows? Maybe it's from some parallel universe? Otherwise, what genius could create something like magic?"
"Thinking about it is one thing, but the formula has to actually hold true first..." Xiao He sighed and smoothed his hair.
The "big event" that happened at sea went largely unnoticed, and the story ended rather abruptly.
Many civilians remained unaware of the danger until the megalodons belatedly retreated.
Perhaps the hidden bluebird realized that the situation was hopeless and cut its losses in time, without rashly playing its last card.
"Is the Zuniga Passage all she has left now?" Xiao He asked.
"Not necessarily," Wang Xuefeng replied.
"What do you mean?" Xiao He thought for a moment, "Is there still a chance at sea?"
She didn't mention the sky because ancient humans weren't good at aerial combat.
Although the Guli Empire had always wanted to enslave the dragon race, it had ultimately failed, so Xiao He did not believe they would dare to engage in aerial combat.
Wang Xuefeng nodded: "Ancient humans had fleets and gunboats. If they abandoned the Zuniga Passage, then the sea route was their only option."
"The reason why the Bluebird did not choose the sea route as the best option is because she herself knew that modern humans have much better shipbuilding technology than before, and the only way for ancient humans to win is to win by sheer numbers."
"But the downside is that even if the creator god barely wins, the remaining humans will have no room for development. Because next spring, other races will recover one after another, and the number of surviving humans will be about the same as that of endangered species."
"All signs indicate that the only thing the Creator God wanted to cultivate was the Guli Civilization, but the Immortal Era infringed on the interests of the Guli Civilization, so the instigator, Hanfulaf, was forced to split up and the entire system was wiped out and restarted with one click."
"This wouldn't have been a problem originally, but unfortunately every soul is different, and every individual has their own thoughts, which has led to the current situation."
"He created this world and manages it, but he cannot control anyone's actions at will. Even the Bluebird, which can infinitely parasitize and infinitely clone itself, is a special variant that has evolved over countless years."
"The Creator God's ability to create the world is very strong, but unfortunately his management skills are not very good. No wonder Youming wants to find a new person to replace him..."
Wang Xuefeng spoke softly, as if talking to himself, but there was a different kind of clarity in the depths of his eyes.
Now he finally fully understands what his "future self" had said.
The creator god was neither their enemy nor a wicked tyrant.
The two sides only officially began competing because of their different understandings of the world and their different stances.
It's like the creator god thought that the "Guri civilization" was most suitable for human development, but he overlooked the fact that human emotions are much more delicate than those of other species, and that human self-pursuits are also diverse.
So he failed.
Humans have survived to this day solely because of the warning lines he drew within the boundaries of human activity.
For example, the barrier of the Nuojin Continent, or the barrier of the Origin Continent.
Without these things, humanity might have gone extinct long ago.
He wanted to change the status quo, but he had no way to do so, and didn't even know where to begin. This was because he was limited by his understanding of the societies of various species.
And now all his "resistance" is almost equivalent to a death throes.
He had already understood this in the two years since Flying Dragon City began to develop, but he was unwilling to admit it.
They are unwilling to admit that they are not as good as a newcomer who has only been there for a few years.
It's like a seasoned veteran of a company with 40 or 50 years of experience suddenly having their position taken by a fresh graduate.
I felt extremely unwilling, yet powerless to do anything about it.
Some people will be secretly heartbroken, while others will fight to the death.
The creator god is precisely the latter.
The Bluebird can indeed take over other people's identities without anyone noticing, but this ability was actually "stolen" by the Creator God at the very beginning of her life.
The true "Bluebird's" soul had already died, and it hadn't even had a chance to develop self-awareness.
Her "life" was so short that she didn't even have the chance to name herself; even a mayfly would weep at the thought...
From then on, all the bluebirds were puppets.
This led to Wang Xuefeng's later statement: "The bluebird is immortal and will only melt away with the snow and ice at the end of the century."
The "Bluebird" here naturally refers to the creator god.
Therefore, the team didn't need to turn the planet upside down. Firstly, they couldn't even find a trace of the enemy, and secondly, even if they faced them head-on, it would be pointless.
Due to the unique nature of these sources, Wang Xuefeng could not fully inform Xiao He.
If she knew that the dream that once tore her apart wasn't just a dream, she might turn to the dark side and seek revenge, even if it meant breaking through the "dimensional barrier"...
Therefore, he must keep it a secret, for all eternity.
Xiao He was unaware that he had such thoughts on his mind. Seeing that he had stopped and remained silent for a long time, he assumed that he was thinking about the Bluebird's next move and how people would respond, so he did not disturb him.
The fruit tea in the cup got cold without me noticing, perhaps because of the weather.
The last winter season is the coldest time of the year, especially the last day of the last week.
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