Fang Ning finally completed the huge and perfect energy conversion device to meet the needs of the giant dragon below.
Oh, he almost forgot, that was actually his own body.
Alas, I want to be lazy even when I am working for myself. It seems that I am about to die.
Fang Ning blinked and suddenly asked, "Uncle, don't you need to sleep now?"
"What do you mean by that?" The uncle asked doubtfully, "I'm not like you. I always work in 24*N mode."
"You asked me to make this vitality transformation device. I suddenly remembered that once this giant dragon enters the mature stage, it will enter a long sleep from time to time. Now that I think about it, this is because they consume too much, so they need to sleep to reduce their exposure to the outside world. Resource intake, otherwise, the natural ecology cannot bear it." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.
"Don't worry about this. After you finish this work, quickly take Daqing and those ghosts from the Celestial Clan to find the Celestial Clan to become your agent in the upper world. I found that in addition to your procrastination syndrome, you There is also the effort syndrome. After working hard for a while, as soon as you get some results, you have to relax and be lazy." The uncle said with disdain.
If the uncle didn’t say anything, Fang Ning almost forgot all these important things again...
He had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to return to the system space, got into the coffin, and integrated his spiritual thoughts with the system's incarnation.
"Hey, System No. 2, you've been lying in a coffin these past few days, and you haven't gone out for a breather?" Fang Ning asked in surprise.
"Uh, what's the concept of release?" the system avatar asked doubtfully.
"It's scary. This uncle is so cruel. He didn't even teach you the concept of rest." Fang Ning sympathized.
"Rest, you don't have permission to rest." The system avatar replied blankly.
"As expected." Fang Ning sighed.
Then he said to the system uncle: "Okay, now let the green-skinned frog teleport me and the big caterpillar over simultaneously."
"They have been prepared in the Dragon Mystery Realm. Unlike you, you know how to be lazy." The uncle said bitterly.
"Okay, okay, just say a few words. After I go to heaven this time, I must collect the magical power to become stronger while lying down before I come back." Fang Ning said plausibly.
"You think beautifully."
… …
The next moment, when Fang Ning opened his eyes, he appeared in front of a desert.
A green flag was planted in front of the desert. On the flag were written the eight characters "Fight against heaven and earth, and strive for self-improvement."
Next to the flag, a group of people were planting something, which seemed to be a thorn-shaped light blue shrub.
Some people dig holes, some put seedlings, some bury soil, and some water.
It's all an assembly line operation, very efficient.
"Hiss..." Fang Ning said in surprise, "It's interesting. This is like a normal modern country."
"Uh, these shrubs look like they're inedible." A voice came from the side.
Fang Ning knew who was speaking without even turning her head.
At this time, a strange voice appeared.
"This is the bluethorn tree. When it grows up, it will produce small blue fruits. It can be used as medicine and can treat typhoid and colds. Even if there are no Taoist priests, we can treat ourselves. It is most suitable for planting in the desert. , there is no need to consume fertile land, and it also has the effect of protecting soil and water.”
When Fang Ning heard this, she felt a sense of respect and looked at the speaker.
I saw this was a man in his thirties. His face was weathered and his hands were covered with calluses. He looked like an old farmer.
Fang Ning thought of the ignorant villagers who begged for rain and the rioters who took advantage of the fire, and then compared it with the busy people in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh, education really determines everything.
As long as there is no interference from powerful gods, since humans can be born in this environment, they will have the ability to live a good life by themselves.
After all, humans are the most amazing natural creations.
"Hey, I seem to have seen you somewhere?" The big caterpillar flew over holding a porcelain jar and looked at the middle-aged man.
"Guardian Tu Lei of the Celestial Race, I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess." The middle-aged man with a frosty face bowed to the big green insect.
"Oh, it turns out to be Teacher Tu. Sorry, it's been too long and I kind of forgot about it." The big green insect said coquettishly.
Fang Ning remembered that when he went to the Dragon God Realm before, he met the sisters of the Big Green Insect. They must have passed the news back to the clan.
He asked with some curiosity: "This native teacher, why do you want to lead these people to transform the environment? Aren't you worried that your work is in vain?"
"As long as the sun still rises, we should live as usual. We cannot lose hope for tomorrow because of the darkness of the future." Teacher Tu said seriously.
"That's good," Fang Ning nodded and asked, "But I don't understand. With the power and status of your Celestial Race, you can live a good life without these mortals, so why should you sincerely help them? Those immortals and gods before did not care about the life and death of mortals."
"You should know the true origin of our Celestial Race, right?" Teacher Tu asked.
"Well, I know, you are originally the descendants of gods and mortals." Fang Ning naturally knew this, just like the children born to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
They will continue to multiply and eventually become a clan with the blood of immortals and gods.
"During the catastrophe of the end of the law, the world of immortals and gods has closed the passage to ascension. There are only two ways out for our Celestial Race, one is to stay behind, and the other is to go to your world. Her Highness the Princess went to your world, but she was unlucky and suffered a catastrophe. Reincarnation, others are also preparing to go to your world, but I and a few others decided to stay." Teacher Tu glanced at the mortals and said.
"Why?" Fang Ning asked, "If you stay, you will probably lose your immortality and strength?"
"Some people have to do some things. Not everyone only plans for themselves. Maybe I am such a fool and weirdo." Teacher Tu said helplessly.
"I don't understand." The big caterpillar said blankly.
When Fang Ning heard this, he first glanced at the system map, and then decisively took out a book.
"I admire it. Please accept this book, teacher. Good people cannot live without good rewards."
"Incense to Become a God"
Tu Lei looked at this book and felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He took it directly without any pretense, and said with a wry smile: "They all said that you are from the lower world, but I didn't expect that the knowledge we gained from your world would become an opportunity to save our world."
"Only exchanges between each other and civilizations can go further, and isolation will only lead to a dead end." Fang Ning sighed.
This is a summary of the blood and tears of countless civilizations.
Just like the Indians, because they were isolated in America, their civilization was slow to progress. In the end, they faced a complete defeat when faced with the invasion of Europeans.
On the contrary, Asia still had a lot of exchanges and was able to put up a certain amount of resistance, until it gradually sank.
Having personally met a representative of the Celestial Race, Fang Ning knew that he could cooperate with these people.
Because they are willing to work and rely on their own hands to transform their lives, instead of continuing to pin their hopes on gods and the court.
So he told Tu Lei about his agent's request.
"You want to provide some elixirs so that we can set up a caravan and collect various cultural books throughout the main world?" Tu Lei said with some surprise.
"Yes, if you do this, the accumulation of tens of billions of years of history in the upper world will not all become nothing. Although it is suppressed by the gods, there will always be something left, which is good for you and me." Fang Ning said seriously.
"In principle, I agree. After all, it doesn't do any harm to us," Tu Lei said. "But it consumes a lot of manpower. I still need to discuss it with a few other people to decide how to allocate it."
"It's natural. I have the patience," Fang Ning nodded, then looked at Daqing, "You should pretend to be from the Tianling Clan in that jar, right?"
"Yes, they are a group of ghosts, but they look a bit familiar." Daqing said while grabbing the jar.
"Well, these are all relatives of your Celestial Race. They should have some magical properties and can play some roles in the caravan in the future," Fang Ning said, "Give it to this native teacher. I believe he can arrange it well." these people."
"I've heard about the Tianling Tribe, but I didn't expect them to be able to come out of the ghost world. It's not easy." Tu Lei sighed, and then took the jar from the big green insect.