Ke Xiaoliang took back the Wheel of the Sun and had absolutely no idea of responsibility for the various chaos that occurred on the Corpse Mountain of the Ten Demon Sect today.
As the Demon Lord currently served by the Demon Sect, Ke Xiaoliang just wanted to experiment with the Origin Tool he had just obtained, so what bad intentions could he have?
Of course, there is more to the usage of the Sun Wheel than just that.
Just like Molly's Moon Wheel, under the extreme stimulation, Molly derived the Moon Snow that obscured her vision.
Ke Xiaoliang's Sun Wheel will definitely unlock more effects after it is refined to a certain level.
While refining the Sun Wheel, Ke Xiaoliang sank his consciousness into the world of Turin Dream.
After the first ringing of the bell, the dream of Turin continued to sink, and the depth of the dream would no longer be easily shaken.
Similarly, a large amount of logic that did not exist before has begun to take root in this world.
Absurdity becomes the underlying color, and the surface adds a sheen of rationality as a cover.
Three hundred years of reorganization of the world.
After the disaster, the surviving creatures walked out of their refuge nests one after another.
The disaster brought death to this world where the concept of 'death' did not exist. Those crazy 'internal beta players' were sealed in the depths of history in the name of the creation gods.
When a savage wind blows through the desolate forest.
Under the green vines spreading in the mountain col, a little half-elf boy wearing a simple animal skin woke up from his confusion.
"Am I...still alive?" The little boy shook his head. The scene in front of him seemed a bit empty due to his mental wandering.
Shaking his head vigorously, the little boy finally cheered up: "I'm still alive! And...my broken half of the cheek doesn't hurt anymore. Did the imperial military develop a new cultivation nutrient solution?"
The little boy recalled carefully and remembered his identity again.
"I'm alive, Captain Tu Youfang of the Third Army of the Nohan Empire. But I seem to have been separated from the battlefield and thrown to a strange planet. I don't feel the signal of the biological network, the microbiological intelligent brain rooted in the cerebral cortex. There was no response at all, where am I?"
"What have I... experienced?"
Tu Youfang shook his head vigorously, and then stood up slowly.
He felt like his memory was fragmented.
It seems that many parts are missing, and there are also some very bizarre silhouettes that cannot be seen clearly but always flash in my mind.
"Ale! Ale!" A strange accent, a strange voice coming from far away.
An elf wrapped in clothes woven from leaves jumped quickly on the treetops. When he saw Tu Youfang, who was wearing animal skins, standing motionless under the vines, he immediately showed an angry look.
"Al! I thought you understood what the priest said. You are just a half-elf. You have the dirty blood of the original people in your body, so you can never wake up the ancient tree and become a tree whisperer with a tree contractor. ." A string of words that Tu Youfang couldn't understand sounded with strange frequencies and syllables.
Tu Youfang looked blankly at the elf standing on the treetop.
Under the sun, the elf's whole body seemed to be glowing. Its slender figure, delicate face, and slender ears... Tu Youfang couldn't tell what the 'attributes' of the humanoid life in front of him were.
"Are you crazy again?"
"You half-bloods... are trouble. The inherited memories always conflict with each other, and your heads are always spinning. I hope you won't be like your companions, who will suddenly explode your head. That would be really disgusting." The elf said to Tu Youfang said to himself.
Tu Youfang was listening carefully to every syllable the elf spoke.
According to what Tu Youfang learned in the military academy, most languages in the universe have fixed rules, and often there are not as many common words and phrases as imagined.
As long as he memorizes it carefully and then observes the words and expressions, he may be able to understand a small number of words in a short time.
"It's a pity that Zhinao seems to be gone. Otherwise, I could use it to analyze this language..." Tu Youfang just finished his thoughts when a familiar buzzing sound sounded in his head.
That's the sound of the smart brain restarting after shutting down.
The next moment, a familiar little girl's voice sounded in Tu Youfang's mind.
"Brain Butler, Cohen Ten is officially launched, please enter your account name."
Tu Youfang quickly entered his complicated account name and applied for permission to verify his military rank.
"The account login was successful, the network access request failed, the permission request failed, the permission request failed..."
"According to Article 11 of the Survival Law, please confirm whether to destroy the brain immediately or apply for temporary permission."
Tu Youfang immediately chose: "Apply for temporary permission."
"Temporary permission has been granted. According to the survival law, if you cannot log in to the Internet again after ten days, all non-conventional data in the record will be destroyed. Please quickly find the network and obtain formal authorization. I wish you all the best."
The mechanical sound disappeared, and Tu Youfang let out a long breath.
No matter where he is now, the restart of Zhinao gives him some confidence.
"Zhi Nao! Quickly record the unknown language, analyze the rules, and then form a teaching material. Experiment to see if it can directly form information infusion." Tu Youfang gave instructions to Zhi Nao.
The elf on the other side was impatient. He stood on the treetop and whistled.
In an instant, the trees and vines around Tu Youfang began to swim.
In the blink of an eye, a huge ancient tree turned into a huge tree man.
The tree man stretched out his palm made of branches and leaves and pulled Tu Youfang into his hand.
"No matter, let's take you back first."
"There are too few original people now. Even you half-bloods have become treasures."
"Opening most ruins requires the blood of the original person..." The elf was still talking.
What he said was recorded by Tu Youfang using his brain.
At this moment, Tu Youfang looked at herself carefully and touched her hair, ears and face.
And through the character modeling formed by the brain, I know my current external image.
"It's different...I've changed?"
"No... I'm wearing it?" Tu Youfang also watched the Internet before, and is very familiar with this kind of routine.
Of course Tu Youfang didn’t wear any!
He was a 'closed beta player' who signed a contract with Ke Xiaoliang and later became one of the members of Turin's Shenpai.
Of course, in this world, his identity is one of the creation gods.
Under Ke Xiaoliang's intervention, Tu Youfang's subsequent memories of embarking on the path of spiritual practice and becoming a true immortal have been scattered and sealed, and all he can remember is his memory as a mortal.
As for the intellectual brain he opened, it was not a real intelligent brain.
Rather, his scattered and broken authority followed his reincarnation and became concrete.
Under the strong request of his will, the broken trace of authority turned into an intelligent brain, which will help him quickly get used to and familiar with this new and restarted world.
