In the rental house, Tang Hao did not go to the clothing store today.
After seeing clearly the hand on the mountain on his chest, he immediately thought of the magical landscaping box he received yesterday.
Yesterday I just repaired a hill, and today a mountain appeared on my chest?
There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world!
With doubts, Tang Hao came to the box again.
However, before he could take off the lid of the box, Tang Hao suddenly caught a glimpse of the tissue he had used to wipe the mountain yesterday.
The paper towel has been stained red and is no longer white.
Picking up the tissue, Tang Hao looked at Yin Hong on the paper and frowned slightly.
He remembered that he saw a lot of little toys stained on the mountain yesterday, so he casually pulled out a piece of paper and wiped it.
Why do paper towels turn red?
Before Tang Hao could think about it, a faint scent of blood entered his nose.
Um?
When did your sense of smell become so sensitive?
When I wiped the mountain yesterday, I didn't smell any bloody smell.
Feeling increasingly doubtful, Tang Hao put the tissue down silently.
Looking at the box in front of him, he took a deep breath and took off the lid again.
What caught the eye was still the undulating sand table.
After putting the broken hills back together, the sand table returned to its previous appearance.
For some reason, before Tang Hao touched the sand table with his fingers, the scene on the sand table became clearer than yesterday.
Yesterday Tang Hao could only see the general appearance of the mountains, rivers and seas, but today he could clearly see some details on the mountains and rivers.
For example, in a large swamp, there are tribes of various sizes.
In a large mountain, there is an exquisite cave mansion built.
Even in the water pool on the edge of the sand table, Tang Hao looked through the water and saw crystal-like palaces built under the water!
Has your vision improved?
Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, Tang Hao looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
"Huh? What is that?"
At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly saw something new appearing on the mountain he had repaired yesterday on the west side of the sand table.
In order to see it more clearly, Tang Hao stretched out his finger and tapped it gently.
Just like yesterday, after Tang Hao tapped his finger, the box was filled with colorful clouds again, and a picture similar to a 3D holographic projection appeared again.
"What is this?!"
Looking at the scene on the screen, Tang Hao opened his mouth in shock and rubbed his eyes again in disbelief.
I saw that majestic mountain was engraved with a giant hand that seemed to suppress everything in the world!
Looking at the giant hand, Tang Hao unbuttoned his chest. After comparing it, he suddenly murmured doubtfully: "What on earth is going on?"
"Why is there something exactly the same as what's in the box on my chest...?"
Inside the box, a group of primitive people wearing animal skins were seen kneeling at the foot of Mount Buzhou.
Every villain's face is full of enthusiasm and admiration.
It’s like worshiping your own gods!
The majestic mountain in front of them was exactly the same as the pattern that appeared inexplicably on Tang Hao's chest!
On the high mountain, there is also a big hand engraved on it, holding the sun, moon and stars!
The entire big hand exudes a strong sense of grandeur and divinity, as if coming from a mysterious unknown place.
Compared with that majestic mountain that towers over the sky, it is not inferior!
"Am I dreaming?"
Looking at the scene in the box, Tang Hao pinched himself subconsciously.
The pain made him realize that he was not dreaming!
Everything in front of you is real!
Suddenly, Tang Hao picked up the red tissue paper again.
He suddenly thought of an incredible thing.
That is, the world of boxes in front of you may be real!
When I wiped the mountain with paper towels yesterday, those little people who were squashed might be alive!
That's why there is a faint smell of blood on the tissue!
"I know that the Sheng family led the human race in the wilderness and established the words of heaven!"
"As long as our tribe still exists, you will always be the faith of our Great Wilderness tribe!!"
“We, the Great Wilderness Human Race, will respect you as our clan’s totem and worship you from generation to generation, forever!”
Just as Tang Hao was standing by the box blankly holding a tissue, a voice that seemed to come from ancient times sounded in his ears.
The voice was low and hoarse, but it was full of respect!
...
In the prehistoric world, Buzhou is at the foot of the mountain.
Hundreds of thousands of humans wearing animal robes are all gathered together at this time!
Zhisheng, one of the three ancestors of the human race, stood at the front, kneeling respectfully towards the mountain in front of him!
Just three months ago, the Great Wilderness human race suffered heavy casualties due to riots in the world.
Seeing his clan members die one by one, Zhisheng, who was revered as one of the three ancestors of the prehistoric human race, felt deeply powerless.
Because the creation of knitting technology allowed the tribesmen to get rid of nudity and no longer suffer from the cold weather.
Zhisheng received a reward from heaven and was promoted to the third level of the mortal realm: refining the gods and countering the void.
But in this ancient land, there is not much difference between refining the gods and countering the void and ordinary people.
After all, some innate creatures have been in the realm of immortals since their birth.
Watching his own people die one by one because of the chaos in the world.
Zhisheng had no choice but to pray to Nuwa for protection!
But since Nuwa was promoted to a saint, she has never cared about this weak race created by herself.
The movement of heaven is endless, and all things originate and perish.
There are so many races in the ancient world, and each race has its own destiny.
Therefore, Nuwa chose to let nature take its course and did not interfere with the human race's prayers.
But what Nuwa doesn't know is that there is no comparison between the human race and other races!
Nuwa's choice to let nature take its course will only plunge humanity into a bottomless abyss!
Just when the human race in the wilderness was in despair, a big hand covering the sky and the sun appeared from the sky!
The big hand not only took away the Wanli Mountain that was pressing down on the human tribe, but also re-fixed the Buzhou Mountain that was shattered by the ancestral witch not long after!
From now on, the sky will no longer tilt, the earth will no longer overturn, and the stars will no longer fall!
The prehistoric continent has returned to normal.
Looking at the palm that disappeared outside the endless starry sky after doing everything, Zhisheng suddenly realized that the moment to change the fate of the human race in the wilderness had arrived!
After the big hand disappeared, he first asked the tribesmen to clean up the tribe briefly, and then began to lead the tribesmen to climb Buzhou Mountain and start building!
After working hard day and night, the first totem of the Great Wilderness Human Race was born!
At the moment when the totem was created, the Zhisheng clan who had lived in the wilderness for generations felt a strange feeling.
At this time, Mr. Zhisheng knelt down at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, his weathered face full of piety.
A heartfelt word of worship began to resound in the wilderness.
"The spirit of panic, grasping the impotent mountain, prevents the overthrow of the four states and the re-establishment of the four poles!"
"My big hands are reaching through the sun, moon and stars, holding back the heavens when they are about to fall!"
"I know that the Sheng family led the human race in the wilderness and established the words of heaven!"
"As long as our tribe still exists, you will always be the faith of our Great Wilderness tribe!!"
“We, the Great Wilderness Human Race, will respect you as our clan’s totem and worship you from generation to generation, forever!”
He knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and from then on, the Great Wilderness Human Race had its own totem!
