The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

Three failures, and the punishment was always a reduction in territory strength?

Chen Geng's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, and he vaguely felt that there were some problems as he looked at the information.

A supreme god... is right next to the Great Xia?

No one knows when the other side will suddenly head south. Will the entire Great Xia still be safe then?

He felt uneasy. It seemed he needed to find a way to earn more contribution points, at least 1000 more, to exchange for Mythical Tokens.

Earth may seem safe, but now this supreme being can break through space and come here. Hasn't this happened in other countries?

Chen Geng: "Cui Jue, can you help me investigate? Besides the ancient Meng Kingdom, are there any other kingdoms that experienced the same myth more than three times and all failed in the same way?"

When he sent this message, Cui Jue relayed it to everyone, and they all saw it.

"Ahem!"

The General Staff cleared his throat: "Don't let more people see this."

He seemed to be hiding something, and said in a low voice, "We can go back to our previous topic."

Cui Jue shook his head slightly: "As I just said, let's do as Brother Chen says first."

"These things are confidential and we can't let too many people know. We'll tell him in person when he gets back."

The staff officer looked around, seemingly worried about something, and said in a low voice, "Everyone will sign a confidentiality agreement later."

"Comrade Cui Jue, please pass on my message to him. Tell him that the Eternal Heaven is related to the giant myth of our Great Xia. If he insists, then I will gather the data now and begin evacuating the people."

Related to giants? Chen Geng's heart tightened. In the records of the Great Xia Dynasty, there was only one myth about a giant and a demon race. So this giant might not be...

witch!

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He didn't insist, and silently kept it to himself.

The bird in his hand was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, cooked to perfection.

No, I can't stay here any longer. I need to earn some contribution points as soon as possible and then exchange them for enough Mythical Tokens.

Chen Geng plans not to stay on Earth for long, at least until he becomes an immortal.

Thinking of this, Chen Geng handed the roasted bird to the old farmer: "Senior, please eat. I have to leave for now after you finish."

"Please forgive me, senior. I have some matters to attend to and cannot help you harvest the crops for the time being."

He bowed and then turned back the way he came.

The old farmer wasn't annoyed. He ate the roasted crow, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, while continuing to fan himself and hum a song. Anyway, the boy would be back soon.

As expected, Chen Geng returned.

Damn it, we can't get out of this godforsaken place.

"senior!"

His voice carried a hint of anger: "I came here seeking opportunities, and I only need to leave because I have something to do."

"What does this have to do with me?"

The old farmer didn't even look at him: "If you can't even keep your temper in check, what great things can you accomplish?"

He then pointed to the golden field of crops before him: "Just like these crops, if you can't even manage these small things like crops, how can you manage anything else?"

Chen Geng forcibly suppressed his anger. Fine, once he left this mythical place, he definitely didn't plan to come back anytime soon.

The only option now is to endure!

He continued cutting timber, but this time, Chen Geng sensed something was wrong.

Why is the timber being cut so easily today?

He could cut timber that would normally take him two days in just half a day.

Could it be... the aroma from roasting that crow?

Sure enough, the bird that ate the innate spiritual root is extraordinary; its fragrance alone has greatly benefited him.

This was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune, as Chen Geng increased the frequency of shooting birds with his bow and arrow.

He waited for the old farmer to let him roast another bird... well, a little burnt.

In fact, that crow was no ordinary bird, nor had it consumed an innate spiritual root; it was originally extremely powerful.

Although it falsely claims to be Hunyuan, it has actually already touched the threshold of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Only by possessing a trace of immortality can one briefly traverse the chaos.

It wasn't that the old farmer wouldn't give Chen Geng any to eat, but rather that he simply couldn't eat any; just smelling the aroma was his limit.

Birds continued to land on the wheat field, and Chen Geng kept drawing his bow and nocking arrows, but the number of birds did not seem to decrease.

Suddenly, the old farmer lifted his eyelids and saw that a bird, by sheer coincidence, had landed in the wrong place when it fell, and he had to pull it back in time.

But a trace of turbid blood still flowed into that space.

He glanced at Chen Geng subconsciously, then looked away.

"The blood has already been contaminated by the Tonggong Suqian, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

……

On Earth, Chen Geng still answered Cui Jue's question.

"I was chopping wood before, now I'm sawing wood."

He told the truth: "An Jingjing should be safe. Asking me won't help. I can't leave right now, so just prepare my reward."

"By the way, is Zhou Yuling still alive? Tell her I'll settle the score with her when I get back."

He holds grudges. After replying to the message, Chen Geng sighed, lamenting why he was always being controlled and confined no matter which mythology he joined.

Sawing wood...

"At this hour, he's still sawing wood?"

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief: "Wow, he's really not in a hurry! He's about to die and he's still playing around?"

"Kids will be kids; they can't tell what's important."

Zhou Yuling's liaison officer shrieked, "So self-righteous! What do you mean 'should'? He and An Jingjing aren't even in the same place right now, how can you say she's fine just because you say so?"

"This is disregarding the fate of our entire Great Xia Dynasty and the safety of countless people. Does he even have any sense of responsibility?"

The liaison officer grew angrier the more he thought about these words, so he simply sent all the information to Zhou Yuling.

"Sister Zhou, look at him. He's just lucky, that's all. Why is he acting so arrogant?"

Zhou Yuling was also furious upon seeing the message: "Let him jump around for now. Once I get back to Earth, I'll settle all my scores with him, old and new!"

At this moment, she was wandering on the vast, untamed land, untouched by the cold air around her.

Almost all living beings perished, but this only emboldened her to venture out.

This brings us to the fact that she once learned the art of star observation from an old man named Jiang Ziya during the Shang and Zhou mythology period.

Guided by the starlight, one can find a place where the cold wind is gentle, thus escaping the bitter cold that follows the sweltering heat.

It was precisely because of her star-gazing skills that she successfully located a dead demon.

"A tremendous opportunity!"

Zhou Yuling's eyes lit up: "Once I refine this demon, I'll be able to return to the Void Realm!"

When she returns, she will be the only Void Returning cultivator on Earth, and that Chen Geng won't even have the right to kneel and fawn over her.

Zhou Yuling was overjoyed and devoted all her energy to refining the frozen corpse...

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Geng has been on Buzhou Mountain for more than 20,000 years.

The time to leave this myth is fast approaching.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead; the feathers were still damp and hadn't fully grown in, but the warehouse was finally finished.

Chen Geng turned around and glared at the old farmer again.

That stingy old man wouldn't let him roast another bird, and Chen Geng wished he could chop him up with an axe!

"I'm going to harvest wheat."

He picked up the sickle, ready to continue processing.

To his surprise, the old farmer stopped him and said meaningfully, "The time is almost up."

He pointed outside, and before he knew it, Chen Geng saw Buzhou Mountain, as well as Dudeng and Qianyao. This blessed land had actually opened.

"When is it almost time?" Chen Geng asked, puzzled, feeling that He wasn't referring to the time he needed to return. "Are you telling me to leave?"

"If you leave, who will harvest the wheat for me?" The old farmer snorted. "All the trees on the mountain have been cut down, so I have no use for this axe. You can have it."

"When you come again next time..." The old farmer pointed to the farm tools in the corner: "'I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you one or two more.'"

Next time? Even the dog won't come next time!

Chen Geng didn't listen to what was coming from behind. He picked up his axe and flew out of the cave. Finally, he was about to leave this dark and gloomy place!