Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 204 The tip of the iceberg of ancient truth, nascent civilization and sequential civilization!
"You study hard."

"Remember, this is your only way out."

Shi Jian looked at Yan Zhenyue seriously and said something earnestly.

Subsequently.

He hurriedly followed the guards and left.

Only Yan Zhenyue was left with a look of shock.

Just now.

The news that Shi Jian revealed to her took her a long time to react.

The sixth-order Protoss...

In their demon clan, he is already at the same level as the clan leader.

No.

The gods can even fight against opponents of higher levels thanks to their extraordinary racial abilities.

but……

As strong as the other party.

Still caught here by China.

From these screams, you can also see how miserable the other person is living.

"I……"

She swallowed and returned to her seat again.

He looked at the book titled "On the Relationship between Monsterology and Human Evolution".

Reach out.

I plan to put aside my racial prejudices and study the contents of the book seriously.

But an accidental glance.

She noticed that the signature of the book actually read "Shi Jian"!
"This... this book was written by my cousin?!"

Her pupils shrank slightly, and her face was full of disbelief.

During the months I was in a coma.

cousin……

Why are you publishing a book?

……

Time passes slowly.

Three days later.

director's office.

Yang Mo was handling the research of various projects within the institute as usual.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

Cui Tianhao knocked on the door and walked in.

He reported the latest progress: "Dean, we have fulfilled our mission. We have extracted the analysis of the memory replication technology of the consciousness body from the consciousness replication technology and successfully mastered this technology."

Simultaneously.

He handed over a latest research report.

After Yang Mo heard this.

Immediately overjoyed.

He quickly took the research report and looked through it carefully.

"Without further delay, I will give you authorization. You will first extract the memories of Shi Jian, Yan Zhenyue, Zu Ming, Ji Changsheng, and the Luwu tribe member."

After reading the report, he gave the order after thinking for a while.

These five people.

Only the first batch needs to be interrogated.

In the hospital.

There are still prisoners from 147 races in the spirit world, and they are placed in the second tier.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Cui Tianhao did not hesitate. After getting the authorization, he hurriedly left the office.

……

Half a day later.

director's office.

In front of Yang Mo's desk, there were five crystal light balls the size of ping-pong balls.

In the ball of light.

The waves are flowing.

Like a dream.

“Is this the memory ball?”

Yang Mo looked at the five light balls in surprise.

The material of the light ball is taken from some kind of mineral material from the spiritual world and can carry a lot of special and complex information.

Including memory.

The memories of Shi Jian and five others were extracted and stored in it.

If you want to retrieve it.

Very simple too.

You just need to reach out and touch the memory ball to sense the memory content.

The ball of light has some energy of its own.

It can actively display the contents of memory in sync with his conscious perception, just like showing a movie.

"Let's take a look at Shi Jian's first."

He thought for a moment and set his eyes on the first memory light ball.

Extend your left hand.

Pressed on top of the ball of light.

In an instant.

He only felt that the world before his eyes was bizarre and constantly changing, and he actually returned to a relatively backward and wild village.

The village is not big.

There are only about 200,000 people of the Zhugan tribe living here.

Accompanied by a clear cry.

The young master of the Zhujian tribe.

Stone hard.

Born amidst everyone's anticipation.

The patriarch was overjoyed and held a banquet, which lasted for ten days.

Shi Jian's childhood.

Carefree.

Happy and stable.

But because of his poor aptitude, he was unable to cultivate to the demon soldier realm...

He has a God's perspective.

I had a direct look at the first half of Shi Jian's life.

until……

some day.

The chief of the Zhujian tribe and all the tribesmen were guarding the entrance of the village.

Look respectful.

Slightly fanatical.

Seems to be greeting someone.

Soon after.

Skyrim.

A vague figure appeared and the whole clan became excited.

but……

The memory suddenly stopped, as if there was a fault.

next second.

Shi Jian then arrived in the territory of China.

"That should be... someone from the Civilization Trial?!"

Yang Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked a little horrified.

Not only can relevant information about the Trial of Civilization not be revealed through word of mouth, even if memory extraction methods are used, no information about the Trial of Civilization can be retained!

That mysterious force.

Everything seemed forbidden.

Prevent information related to the Civilization Trial from spreading.

Words, language, memory...

Various carriers.

There is no way to pass this information on.

and.

If you force the transmission, you will encounter unpredictable disasters.

"Can a Level 3 civilization really do this?"

He swallowed and muttered to himself.

He had a feeling.

It seems that there is a fixed rule between heaven and earth that does not allow information related to the trial of civilization to exist in the world.

This kind of rule.

Just like the law of universal gravitation in the universe.

everywhere.

Cannot be changed.

He took a deep breath and continued to quickly browse through Shi Jian's memory ball.

After arriving in China.

Shi Jian first encountered the killing of the [Book of Life and Death], and only saved his life with the amulet bestowed by the patriarch.

Then he was hunted down.

Arrested at the institute.

In the research institute, he initially hoped that the next race would come to save him.

But it went on for several rounds.

He finally gave up this unrealistic idea.

With the help of his rich experience in "in vivo experiments", he embarked on the path of scientific research.

Intend……

After climbing to a certain position, look for an opportunity to escape from prison.

in memory.

All of Shi Jian's thoughts were revealed in front of him.

There is no secret at all.

After subtle influences, Shi Jian's original idea of ​​escaping from prison faded a lot.

nowadays.

Shi Jian is very satisfied with the current situation and enjoys the scientific research atmosphere. He wants to obtain the status of "non-staff member".

In terms of loyalty.

Maybe a little bit less.

But things like jailbreaking and escaping should be impossible.

"Shi Jian's transformation is good."

Yang Mo withdrew his left hand and nodded with satisfaction.

Shi Jian might not be very talented in the demon race's cultivation methods.

But in research.

A good hand indeed.

Even Shen Mingzhi has praised him many times, believing that his future achievements will be limitless.

"Look at Yan Zhenyue's memory."

He took a deep breath and looked at the second memory ball.

Reach out.

Press in it.

The light and shadows in the light ball flowed like a dream, and an unknown and strange world appeared before his eyes again.

Just as Yan Zhenyue said.

They are the Qu Ru clan, living in the Black Wind Mountains in the demon world, and have a population of 127 million.

In their ancestral land.

There is a spring.

This is exactly the "holy water" that Yan Zhenyue mentioned.

The whole clan.

Like Yan Zhenyue, they are all full of piety towards this holy water.

Every newborn needs to be bathed in holy water.

All the people in the clan grew up drinking holy water.

Different from the peaceful environment of the various Ganyu tribes.

There were frequent conflicts between their tribe and the neighboring Yuyu tribe.

The Yu Yu tribe relied on the powerful demon lords who participated in the trial decades ago and launched attacks on the Qu Ru tribe many times.

She has been since childhood.

He was about to go to the battlefield and fight against the Yuyu tribe together with his fellow tribesmen.

several times.

The whole clan was defeated in the war and was on the brink of disaster.

Every time, a demon emperor with a tiger's body and nine heads appeared, he upheld justice and protected their clan.

therefore.

They were all extremely grateful to this Demon Emperor.

"An eighth-rank expert from the Kaiming Clan."

Yang Mo narrowed his eyes and stared at the Demon Emperor in Yan Zhenyue's memory.

This demon emperor's appearance.

They are quite similar to the Luwu tribe, both have tiger bodies and human faces, but the Luwu tribe has nine tails, while the Demon Emperor in front of him has nine heads.

Both are subordinates of the Queen Mother of the West.

only……

He searched through Yan Zhenyue's memory but still could not find any information about the Queen Mother of the West.

And the holy mountain in Yan Zhenyue’s memory.

It is indeed one of the three forbidden areas in the demon world. A ninth-level demon god is sleeping in it. Any ordinary person who steps into it will surely die.

"This holy mountain...is exactly the same as the image in the Mandu chip."

Yang Mo murmured.

But in Yan Zhenyue's memory, she did not see the bronze palace in the holy mountain.

perhaps.

Only by going deep into the holy mountain can you find the bronze palace!

The memory ball flickers.

Yan Zhenyue's memory jumped rapidly, and soon a blurry figure appeared.

This is the picture.

Stopped abruptly.

Breaking out of thin air.

In the next scene, Yan Zhenyue arrived in the territory of China.

then……

A turbulent experience began.

He was first hunted down by the Chinese, then fled across the ocean to the United States.

Then he was caught by the United States.

Imprisoned for several months.

Participated in the Gu breeding program.

After reaching the fourth level.

She actually awakened the mark of her race, her combat power was greatly enhanced, and she escaped from the control of the United States.

All the way to run away.

Finally, under Shi Jian's "guidance", he returned to China and was taken to the research institute.

Well.

Very bizarre experience.

"Shi Jian and Yan Zhenyue really know each other."

Yang Mo shrugged, but didn't care.

Instead, focus on.

It was placed on the racial mark of Yan Zhenyue's awakening.

According to Yan Zhenyue’s understanding.

Racial imprint is one of the ways their demon race inherits their heritage.

What they practiced were the skills passed down from generation to generation by the demon race, and only the demon race could practice them.

And the racial mark...

It is equivalent to reversion to one's ancestors, awakening a certain genetic information left by the demon ancestors in the blood, and being able to acquire many magical combat skills and secret techniques.

Those who can awaken...

They are often called "prodigies" by their demon clan.

"The forbidden area of ​​the demon world must contain the secrets of the Queen Mother of the West."

Yang Mo took another deep breath and murmured softly.

The holy mountain.

It is exactly the same as the image in the Holy Wood Mandui cultivated by the Queen Mother of the West.

The demon emperor of the Kaiming clan has also been looking after the Quru clan.

He must have been instructed by the Queen Mother of the West.

If we can capture this demon emperor of the enlightened clan, the situation will become very clear.

but……

The [Three Realms Portal] developed by China must first have the coordinates of the other world before it can open up the channel between the two worlds.

And in the vast universe.

To find the coordinates of the demon world, one can only wait for the next round of trial demons to arrive.

By then.

A space opened up within the gray curtain.

Only then can they conduct reverse detection and capture the coordinates of the demon world.

"It's time for Zu Ming to understand."

Subsequently.

He looked at the third memory ball again.

The left hand is covered in it.

A vast amount of memory images rushed in, showing him Zu Ming's life.

Born in the Dead Leaf City in the southern region of the spirit world.

The clan leader Zu Lingfeng.

There are frequent conflicts between the tribe and the Jimong tribe.

then……

One day.

With the arrival of a vague figure, Zu Ming's memory came to an abrupt end.

A fault occurs.

next second.

He then came to China, realized something was wrong, began to flee, and was eventually arrested.

This ended his spectacular journey of trials.

"He is indeed a small fry, his knowledge of the spirit world is too limited."

Yang Mo withdrew his hand and couldn't help but mutter.

The information in Zu Ming's memory is not even as much as they have now.

but……

At the beginning of the development of the spiritual world, the information provided by Zu Ming was of great help.

"Next, it's the God Clan."

Yang Mo stared at the fourth memory light ball.

Hands covered the ball of light.

In an instant.

Light flows.

Ji Changsheng's life memories appeared before his eyes.

Look around.

It is an endless desolation, without any vitality.

More than 1200 people of the Taifeng tribe live in a desert.

The area of ​​this desert is extremely large, far exceeding the total area of ​​all the land on Earth.

The entire divine world...

It is even more astonishingly large.

In terms of area alone, it is hundreds of thousands of times the land area of ​​the Earth.

Ji Changsheng is just an ordinary member of the Taifeng tribe.

Although their racial talents are extremely high.

but……

They live in the desert.

Resources are scarce.

It is impossible to improve oneself by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

The six ancestral gods in the clan...

In fact, they had thought about relocating the entire clan, but every time they moved, they would be suppressed by other gods around them.

In the name of...

Protect the resources of the divine world.

Although the Taifeng tribe has six ancestor gods, twenty-three god emperors, and more than two hundred god lords, they can only stay in the desert honestly.

Thousands of years remain the same.

until a certain day.

The six ancestral gods seemed to have received some news and were extremely excited, so they summoned their tribesmen.

then……

There was a gap in memory again.

The following scenes turned into the memory of Ji Changsheng just arriving in China.

It didn't take long.

He was arrested and imprisoned in the institute's detention cell.

"The last one is the Luwu tribe."

After Yang Mo browsed through all of Ji Changsheng’s memories, he looked at the fifth memory light ball.

The light ball is rotating.

The memory of this unruly Luwu tribe member who refused to confess even if beaten to death slowly opened up.

Appeared in front of Yang Mo.

Spirit world.

On a giant peak that is one hundred thousand kilometers high, the Luwu tribe, which ranks fourth in the divine realm, lives here.

Population 127.

There are 18 ancestral gods in total.

38 eighth-level statues.

44 seventh-level statues.

27 sixth-level statues.

There is not a single tribesman below the sixth level.

The Luwu tribe member captured by Huaxia was named Wei Xu.

At birth.

The whole family was delighted.

A grand sacrificial ceremony was held.

Presided over by eighteen ancestral gods, they went to the ancestral land and offered sacrifices to a statue that was ten thousand feet tall.

"Western Queen!"

Yang Mo's pupils trembled slightly when he saw this.

In Wei Xu's memory, the appearance of the ancestors worshipped in the Luwu tribe's ancestral land is exactly the same as that recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".

Looks like a human.

Tiger teeth.

The disheveled hoopoe.

The statue is towering into the clouds, awe-inspiring, like a real god.

The eighteen ancestral gods were kneeling in the front.

Demeanor pious.

Extremely respectful.

"Bai Di Wen."

"Our clan is fortunate to have another son born."

"I beg you to give me a name."

After the eighteen ancestor gods had bowed nine times in succession, the huge statues seemed to have sensed something.

Glowing silently.

In the void.

An ancient text appeared and was given the name "Xu".

Since then.

Wei Xu became his name.

"The person that the Luwu tribe is worshipping is not their ancestor, but the Queen Mother of the West?!"

"Or is it that the Queen Mother of the West is actually the ancestor of their clan?!"

When Yang Mo saw this scene, he felt his scalp tingling.

The tip of the iceberg of ancient truth.

Quietly surfaced.

The Luwu tribe looks similar to a tiger, and the Queen Mother of the West also has "tiger teeth".

And the enlightened people...

Its appearance also has many similarities with the Queen Mother of the West.

He took a deep breath.

I tried to calm myself down and continued reading.

As a newly born member of the tribe in thousands of years, Wei Xu received extra care from the eighteen ninth-level masters.

Teach in person.

Grant them all kinds of magical powers and secret techniques of the gods.

His talent.

It is worthy of the title of the fourth top race.

Before adulthood.

He broke through to the sixth level.

but……

The cultivation path of the gods is very different from that of other races, and the consumption of resources is extremely high.

I want to advance further.

The resources within their tribe are far from enough.

This is why...

Over the years, there are still so many sixth-level, seventh-level, and eighth-level members in their clan.

one day.

Wei Xu tried to break through but failed, and took the initiative to ask the ninth level in his clan.

Why not leave the divine world and go to other wider worlds to seize resources?

The ninth level of the clan gently stroked his forehead.

He kindly explained, "After the ancient war, our divine realm was sealed off. All the major divine races tried, but even the combined power of more than 700 ancestral gods could not open the boundary wall."

"Who blocked us?!"

Wei Xu looked up and asked, looking puzzled.

"Can't say."

The ninth-level man shook his head and remained silent.

"Then I will never be able to break through to a higher level in this lifetime?"

Wei Xu's face looked a little gloomy.

"maybe."

The ninth-level ancestor of the clan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing towards the sky.

Youyou said: "In the vast sky, there are countless worlds, and countless civilizations have emerged. If a civilization stands out and becomes a candidate for the sequence, you will have the opportunity to leave the God Realm."

"Sequence candidate?"

Wei Xu was puzzled.

The ninth-level ancestor looked at him deeply, then waved his sleeves.

All of a sudden.

Shifting stars.

The figures of the two people appeared directly under the huge statue of Queen Mother of the West.

"This matter concerns the secrets of heaven. Without the protection of the emperor, it cannot be disclosed."

The ninth-rank ancestor sighed softly, and then continued: "The vast sky gives birth to all the worlds. Whenever a civilization reaches the standard, it will be favored by them, listed as a newborn civilization, and the corresponding trials will be formulated."

"And to become a sequence candidate."

"You must pass the trial perfectly from the first round."

"Six rounds in a row."

“Don’t stop.”

"Only in this way can you become a candidate for the sequence."

After Wei Xu listened.

Curiously asked: "Is it difficult to become a sequence candidate?"

"It's hard."

The ninth-rank ancestor nodded and replied, "Every newly born civilization is very weak. To pass six rounds in a row perfectly, perhaps only one civilization out of a hundred thousand can do it."

"What happens after you become a candidate for the sequence?"

Wei Xu asked again.

"Once you become a sequence candidate, you will face the real sequence trial."

The ninth-level ancestor stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the towering statue of the Queen Mother of the West.

He said slowly: "The next three rounds will be carried out by our God Clan. The seventh round will be carried out by ordinary God Clan. The eighth and ninth rounds will be carried out by the Ten Great God Clan."

Hear this.

Wei Xu's expression was bright, and he said excitedly: "In other words, as long as there is a nascent civilization that becomes a sequence trial, I will have the opportunity to go to other worlds and break through to a higher level?!"

The ninth-level ancestor turned around.

She looked at him meaningfully, with a complicated expression.

After this day.

Wei Xu looked forward to it day and night, and finally saw the arrival of a mysterious figure.

then……

Memory gap.

Stopped abruptly.

The next memory scene was after Wei Xu arrived in China.

Yang Mo slowly withdrew his hand, his face seemingly calm.

But inside.

But it has already caused a huge storm.

"What Wei Xu and the ninth-rank ancestor of the Luwu tribe talked about must be the trial of civilization!"

"But the content of their conversation was not erased by the mysterious rules. Was it because they were under the protection of the statue of Queen Mother of the West at that time?"

"They call the Queen Mother of the West 'Emperor', and the Classic of Mountains and Seas also calls the Queen Mother of the West 'Emperor'. Does Emperor represent a state of mind or something else?"

"Newborn civilization, sequence candidate, official sequence..."

"I see."

"I see."

"I was wondering why the difficulty of this life in China has increased so much compared to the previous ones. The seventh, eighth, and ninth rounds are even more incredible!"

"It turns out that the perfect evaluation in the first six rounds has enabled our country to enter the trial of the sequence!"

"But...what exactly is a sequence?!"

"Why would the mastermind behind the Civilization Trial want to select the Sequence Civilization from among the countless nascent civilizations?!"

"What happens if it becomes a sequence?"

His eyes flickered.

The brain is racing.

Countless pieces of information, countless questions, all intertwined and collided at this moment.

this moment.

He finally understood why the gods came early in this life.

Because of his rebirth.

This led China to embark on a completely different path from its previous life.

In previous life.

As the last civilization on Earth, China managed to hold on until the twelfth round.

But there wasn’t any round.

Obtained a perfect trial settlement evaluation!
It was even said that it received perfect ratings for the first six rounds in a row.

A nascent civilization must become a sequence candidate.

difficult.

It is too difficult.

After becoming a sequence candidate, the difficulty of the seventh, eighth, and ninth rounds of trials is even more incredible!
This life.

If he hadn't been reborn early.

Even if we came with the [Science Fiction Heavenly Palace Project] that was the result of China's previous efforts, it would be impossible to reach this point!
now.

China has suppressed the Luwu tribe in the ninth round.

If nothing unexpected happens.

This round of trials can once again obtain a perfect SSS-level evaluation and successfully become a sequence civilization.

"and many more!"

Thinking of this, Yang Mo came to his senses again.

With a wave of hand.

In the palm of your hand.

The wooden tablet found in Jing Hezhong's tomb appeared.

On the wooden slip, there was clearly written what had happened that day, which was shocking and heartbreaking.

"I was surprised when I went home... I happened to meet a madman, who was talking nonsense, his hands and feet were upside down... He shouted loudly not to write the sequence, and recited it more than ten times..."

A chill.

It instantly flooded his mind.

(End of this chapter)