Holding this "split" origin crystal core, Chu Yao flew back into the sky and looked at Fang Siping.
I thought of a question.
Allocation problem.
Logically speaking, he is stronger than himself, the master of this small world, and his elder, so he seems to be more qualified to own this crystal core.
Besides, I can’t think of any suitable way to use it at the moment.
But, after all, I still feel a little unwilling.
This thing is the crystal core of the entire small world. Not to mention the small world No. 0356, there may be only one such thing in countless small worlds.
After all, this characteristic is really rare.
It’s really hard to say when it will be useful.
Fang Siping saw Chu Yao's hesitation.
Shake your head and smile.
"I won't fight with you for it. What's yours is yours. Besides, it's useless to me."
"I'm just curious."
He said this so generously, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he seemed to be a little reluctant.
Chu Yao looked at him.
"Uncle Fang, what are you talking about? If you ask for it, how can I not give it to you?"
Fang Siping: ...
"Really?"
Chu Yao smiled cunningly.
"If you want it, I'll give it to you."
"But, you should at least give me some hard-earned money as compensation, right?"
Fang Siping was speechless. He glared at him and waved his hand, saying, "I'm just kidding. Do I really want it?"
…
The two of them showed "human-like humility" and had a very harmonious relationship between uncle and nephew.
Chu Yao also noticed it.
In Fang Siping's opinion, the value of this crystal core is probably just a waste.
It's just a very precious piece of chicken ribs.
There's no use taking it.
In addition, he was embarrassed to ask for it because of his elders' reputation.
“Then I really put it away.”
"Thank you, Uncle Fang."
Chu Yao grinned, packed up the crystal core, patted his butt and prepared to leave.
I have already got the most important thing in this small world, so there is no point in keeping it.
Watching these bugs eat the world was quite shocking at first, but now it's boring.
"Okay, let's go."
Fang Siping said with a bit of a helpless smile.
The two were about to leave...
Suddenly.
Boom...
It was like countless psychic bombs exploded, and an unparalleled shock wave erupted from deep in the earth's core below, and the ground was shaking violently.
Earthquake?
They both turned around.
Looking down, I saw countless Zergs being shaken and flying high into the air, forming a mushroom cloud shape in the air.
And in this "sky full of white", a hint of golden light faintly appeared.
It was like the rising sun penetrating the clouds and shooting out golden lines deep underground.
Then, in the blink of an eye, there was a brilliant light.
Through the gaps between countless Zerg corpses, Chu Yao and Fang Siping both saw the "sun" below.
My sight gradually fixed, and I saw the true appearance of this "sun".
However, the scene they saw made both of them change their expressions drastically.
"coffin?"
"Golden coffin?"
Below was a square coffin, golden in color and carved with various patterns.
In Chu Yao's impression, coffins have long disappeared from real life. They are just a cultural symbol deep in history, representing some ancient image.
After all, cremation has been implemented by all human beings now.
Whether it is the military or the civilian population, they are completely cremated and buried in collective tombs, leaving only a small tablet to express grief.
"I didn't expect this to be a burial world."
Fang Siping's face tightened and he muttered.
Chu Yao was also shocked.
Tomb world is a special term in history books.
After a powerful person dies, he occupies an entire small world as his burial place. In layman's terms, it is a large cemetery.
Therefore, the previous fight between the human race and the alien race here, as well as Fang Siping's fervent construction of this small world, can be seen as...
Dancing on the grave.
At this moment, looking at Fang Siping's expression, Chu Yao suddenly felt like laughing for some reason.
"This must be a king from ancient times. Only those above the rank of king are qualified to use a golden coffin."
"Chu Yao, do you dare to go down and see what's in the coffin?"
Fang Siping looked at the coffin below and suddenly spoke.
Chu Yao immediately shook his head.
"In no mood."
Grave robbing is not a good habit.
Blowing up someone's grave is already very unkind, and now they want to open the coffin?
It doesn't matter what treasures are inside.
No matter how powerful a treasure is, it will be corroded into dust by the long river of history.
What's so good about a dead person?
Chu Yao thought of the records in history books.
According to historical records, the evolution of human beings has gone through five eras.
The first era was the barbaric era, where the main method of cultivation was physical, focusing on the physical body, and was no different from wild beasts.
The second era was the tribal era, where the main form of practice was witchcraft, which was actually a kind of spiritual power. It was just a spiritual power that was mastered by chance, and was packaged by the rulers with fancy rituals to form prestige and dominance.
The third era was the Age of Alliances, when loosely connected tribes formed alliances, productivity exploded, civilization exploded, and cultivation methods began to flourish. The use of psychic energy and the exploration of martial realms began in that era.
The fourth era is the era of centralized power. A strong man emerges, unifies the entire human race, becomes the supreme human king, and then the throne is hereditary, passing from generation to generation for thousands of years.
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