In the realm of Bai Hu's memory.
Shao Linglong was writing a letter and reading:
"Peng'er, Yan'er, when you read this letter, I will definitely be gone, but I think there will be many stories happening in the next few months.
Yes.
Everything is designed by me.
Of course, these are all tests and experiences for you.
Our planet has existed for billions of years, and our people have looked up to the sun and moon for protection and received miracles from beyond the stars.
When you look up at the stars, there may be people as lovely as you on every star, but there was once a star with ancestors we didn't expect.
Their bodies are also flesh, but they have minds and souls after death, and they can still think and communicate freely. Therefore, their power of thinking is extraordinary, and their civilization is infinitely advanced.
Their civilization had seen several cycles of destruction and rebirth of the universe.
They also came to our planet to do something that all intelligent life wants to pursue: immortality.
Remember what I told you about the dragon fruit in the tropics and the cactus in the desert?
They used the power of a god-level civilization to turn the situation into a miracle, and thought about creating an environment where they could live forever, and in this environment, all the lives in it could be immortal.
Seventy million years ago, our planet was still so lonely, and the seeds of life had just sprouted.
I don't know if it was a cycle of fate, but four of them came to our planet at that time. Their immortality experiment was almost successful, but it was a pity that God's calculations were not as good as those of humans, and a small mistake caused the entire planet to collapse.
After the great ecological collapse, the sprouts fell silent, and four ghosts drifted in the endless abyss of fire, looking for a new way out.
The civilization of the four people has completed the experiment on another planet, and their people have all gone to "that place": the eternal planet.
Peng'er, Yan'er, seeing this, I wonder if you are wondering whether these illusory things have anything to do with us.
Of course it is related, because we are the descendants of these four people.
One of the ghosts completed the transformation of the bud of life under some magical power and became the ancestor of our clan. However, we are just the Forsaken Star Clan, so we are called: the Lost Star Clan.
My clan once lived in Daxi Continent, but now it has sunk into the deep sea.
Our family had a glorious civilization hundreds of millions of years ago. Because our family inherited the miracles of our ancestors, individuals can live for hundreds of thousands of years before falling silent, and they can even create tidal shields and many other wonderful things.
Summer insects, winter rain, chilling cicadas, spring and autumn, are so short; a thousand years is spring, and a thousand years is autumn, but they are not long.
Tens of thousands of years ago, when I was born, everything was still very beautiful. At that time, your Chinese continent was still fertile and wild.
It's a pity that the good times did not last long. Thousands of years ago, when I was seventeen years old, there were thousands of generations of my clan. They didn't know how they learned about the eternal planet, and they actually started to covet it.
After hundreds of thousands of years of life, we are still not satisfied, and we long for the existence of immortality, and for this reason, the fate of our family has finally been rewritten.
Our clan has a map to the eternal planet, and heavily armed warriors arrive there on vehicles that travel across the stars.
Our civilization, which has been confident for hundreds of millions of years, is proud to think that it can dominate the sea of stars, but in front of the occupants of the eternal planet, it is just a drop in the ocean and a dream.
It was a silent war. Our clan used weapons that could split stars and cut the moon, but so what, it was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree. It was sad and ridiculous.
The weapon used by the occupants of the Immortal Planet is called the Zero Weapon.
Peng'er, Yan'er, don't pay too much attention to this name, and don't delve into it. You just need to know that this weapon is not terrible. It is just that in an instant, everything returns to zero and everything ceases to exist.
The scary thing is that after the other party eliminated our attacking troops, they also punished our clan!
If possible, I would rather they use zero weapons to make our world disappear, at least without the pain later.
Alas, of the millions of soldiers who went to war at that time, very few returned.
And these people returned to Daxi Continent, carrying with them the poison that the other party had planted: the sterilization virus!
Everyone in our tribe was infected and no one was spared. Since then, there has been no more crying of babies in the world of our tribe.
