Soon, Fang Ning watched through the huge dragon eyes as Ren Ruofeng began to give orders, and rows of humanoid robots filed out of the nearby light door, forming a neat queue.
Each robot holds a hospital-specific incubator in its hands.
After countless robots lined up along both sides of the river, Ren Ruofeng decisively poured the bottle of red liquid into the clear blood river.
No, it should be renamed "Mother River" in the future. This is the real mother river!
More than 10 billion descendants will be born at once. Fang Ning firmly believes that it won't take too long for this "mother river" to create a great consciousness in the worship and belief of descendants.
This is not an illusory offering, but a real feeling of blood relationship and nurturing.
Just like the Chinese people worshiping their ancestors, but Westerners think it is a crooked way. However, in the eyes of the Chinese people, fighting for life just for an illusory idol, isn't it even more crooked
At least there is a real source of worship for the ancestors. Without the land developed by the ancestors and the family property left behind, it would be difficult for the descendants to reproduce smoothly from generation to generation.
But after the Shenyuan Era, this kind of behavior brought good rewards.
In the Blood Killing Secret Realm and the Reincarnation Pool, most of the countless dead souls gathered are from China. The reason is that after the mysterious era began, fixed sacrifices were held year after year, so that these dead souls can be remembered in the dark and survive. .
Just like William, the former Son of God, he has always been thinking about a certain woman so that her soul can survive.
Fang Ning thought about things, and soon he saw the river boiling. The bottle of red liquid quickly spread in the water, and every scattered drop of blood seemed to become a core that gave birth to life.
He hurriedly said to the uncle: "Okay, Shen Tong, it's your turn to take action."
"Damn it, when you use me, you call me a god. If you don't, you're just a loser. You are really snobbish!" The uncle said angrily, and then presided over the secret realm of heaven to control the changes in the blood river.
System prompt: (The system changes the laws of heaven in the secret realm and activates the function of the blood river to nurture adults.)
The next moment, I only heard "，” ", and countless shouts rang from the river surface, and suddenly frightened Fang Ning.
Not only him, but Old Man Ren who was waiting eagerly on the shore, and other people in charge all had horrified expressions on their faces.
"What's going on? Mr. Ren, is there something wrong with the race plan you presided over?"
"Yeah, it doesn't sound like a baby crying, but like a group of frogs looking for their mother?"
"Is there some kind of curse? The babies we gave birth to were turned into a group of frogs?"
Ren Ruofeng also frowned and stared at the surface of the river, as if he wanted to see clearly what was going on inside.
Under the river surface, groups of four-legged young creatures began to swim like black shadows.
"As expected, how can those gods and ghosts in the upper world watch us grow in strength easily and freely? They will definitely hinder us!"
"Yes, the secret realm is not an absolutely safe place. They can still infiltrate. This has been proven long ago."
"It's so hateful that someone is so heartless that he casts a curse during the pregnancy of a baby!"
A group of powerful cultivators, now transformed into delusional victims, were filled with indignation.
In the system space, Fang Ning quickly asked: "Uncle, what's going on?"
"Uh, I'm sorry," the uncle said sarcastically, "It's my first operation, I didn't follow the process, there was a small bug, the system sound effects were wrong... It's all because of that green-skinned frog, it left such a big shadow on me , let me put its sound in."
"Should this be said the other way round?" Fang Ning was speechless. "It's obviously you who left too great a shadow on it."
The green-skinned frog jumped out and loudly agreed: "Quack, quack, that's it, quack, that's it."
"Well, it's exactly the same as expected. You really know how to save time." Fang Ning said speechlessly.
"You two, stop talking nonsense and ask them to be patient. I need to make some adjustments. How about you do it?" the uncle said.
"Okay, okay, you can debug the bug slowly and I'll let them be quiet."
Fang Ning drove the fire dragon to appear above the river bank.
"Don't be impatient for a moment. With me here, things will be back to normal soon."
With the incarnation of the Divine Dragon Lord personally comforting them, these powerful practitioners immediately calmed down.
In fact, they would panic for a moment, but their expectations were too high. Even if Fang Ning did not come forward, they would quickly calm down and start thinking about how to deal with it.
"Thank you so much, sir. After the work is completed, the previously promised mana share will definitely not be missing at all." Ren Ruofeng promised quickly.
Well, in the previous population increase plan, the condition given to Venerable Shenlong was that for every person who was conceived and became a cultivator when he or she became an adult, 5% of the daily mana surplus would belong to Shenlong.
The ability to reach such an agreement relies on the "Nine Turns of the Golden Pill" and the mana bank that operates on mana crystals. Based on these two, mana points can be turned into a commodity.
This is simply unimaginable in the upper world.
In the upper realm, if you want to use other people's magic power, you either have the same sect and the same origin, or you have to kill demons to get elixirs, or practice evil skills and forcibly devour other people's magic power.
But if you want to gather mana peacefully and on a large scale through commercial means, it is simply impossible, and you can't buy it with money.
That's why the uncle said this is its money.
When it comes to uncle's money, its work efficiency has always been very high.
Not long after, a cry began to sound above the water.
"Wow wow wow..." The constant shouting, which should have made countless parents upset, confused, and in a hurry, was heard in the ears of the strong cultivators waiting on the shore, but it was the sound of nature!
I saw the first little baby fluttering up to the surface. He was the first to swim towards the shore with his eyes closed. His little hands and feet were tumbling around, but he couldn't sink.
"Hurry up, everyone, please help and send these children into the incubator quickly." Ren Ruofeng was greatly comforted. He was the first to lean down, pick up the little baby born in the river, and put it on a table behind him. Inside the robot's incubator.
The robot immediately closed the box, then turned and walked towards the light door.
Other strong cultivators followed suit one after another. Of course, more of the robots were working, all of them doing so lightly.
This is the difference between them and those migrants. The humans created by the migrants are not human beings. They are just tools for mana production from birth.
And the babies they gave birth to through the blood river were not just human beings, but they were also extremely valued, as they were related to the future of the entire human race.
Ten billion at a time, it takes fifteen years to grow up, the birth of a baby is irregular, and relatives shed tears.
Fang Ning watched for a while, seeing countless babies writhing in the river, crying loudly, one after another.
Ren Ruofeng hugged one after another. He didn't regard himself as a big shot or a strong person at all, but smiled so much that his face became wrinkled.
This is tens of billions, can you handle it? Fang Ning couldn't help but sneered.
In order to improve the evacuation efficiency, the river water soon surged slowly, and the babies that were constantly being born began to disperse towards a section of river bank hundreds of kilometers long.
Fang Ning retreated to the lounge and rested for a few hours. The sounds of crying children were still filling his mind. He couldn't help but deeply admire those qualified parents. It was really not easy.
It's not easy being a dad.
In this life, I was born for ten full days.
It took ten days for countless robots to gather up the babies and send them back to the secret realm of inheritance to be raised.
When the Blood Killing Secret Realm became quiet again, Fang Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, this seems a bit too ordinary. For such a big move, no one is asking for trouble?" Fang Ning shook his head.
"Isn't this great? You feel uncomfortable with your free time, and you still want someone to cause trouble?" the uncle said angrily.
"What do you know? This further supports the previous view. The guys in the upper world don't care how powerful the human beings are. The higher the human's mana productivity, the more it meets their expectations. I doubt that all the various benefits given to human beings before All this pressure is to prepare for today's scene." Fang Ning said deeply.
"Oh, is that so? This is in line with my expectations."
"Yes, everyone expects this. We can only wait and see who can take away the biggest cake."
"No need to look, it must be me."
"Hey, isn't your cultural level low now?"
"It's okay."