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

Chen Geng stopped reading the messages pleading for help; his attention was entirely focused on the world at large. The so-called strategy guides were no match for his memory.

In this dangerous wilderness, he needs to give it his all!

When he finally witnessed the concept of innate nature, he was first stunned, then shocked, and then overwhelmed.

But after he came to his senses, he realized just how much of a bargain he had gotten!

It's innate!

Throughout the entire prehistoric world, anything related to the innate realm is a rare treasure with an extraordinary origin, and now I have become an innate being.

Or... it was born from the sun!

He deliberately touched the sun, entered the sun, and confirmed his identity after being unharmed.

It's the three-legged golden crow!

This is the real opportunity!

He began to try to move, but found himself pulled by the sun, unable to move away from it, and stuck in the sky.

It seemed as if there was something around him preventing him from leaving.

"Oh no, could it be that Heaven is against it? Is it not my time to be born yet? But strictly speaking, Heaven doesn't exist yet, does it?"

But Chen Geng wasn't sure either, because the concept of Heaven's Way is a general idea, not something specific to any particular person or entity.

Where there is heaven and earth, there is the Way of Heaven. He guessed that there might also have been a primordial Way of Heaven in the pre-heaven era.

But if you can't move, what kind of contribution are you making?

Chen Geng shook the feathers on his body. He didn't want to come only once. He had finally managed to enter this innate world, so he had to cherish it.

No matter how he changes, he can only hang high in the sky with the sun, unable to go anywhere.

Time seemed not to exist in this primordial world; he had no idea how much time had passed.

Upon opening the scroll, we found that the official account had finally released another message:

According to Zhao Wu, the only survivor, time flows very slowly in your world, so receiving our messages takes even longer. Please be careful, as there may not be much we can do to help you.

Following this message, there were many more desperate calls for help. Chen Geng glanced at the approximate number of people remaining and discovered that there were only a little over 5 left.

So many people died in such a short time!

Dong Xiaomiao messaged him privately: "Old Chen, my Brother Chen, my Grandpa Chen, I want to marry you! Choosing Yun was the right decision!"

"Nobody even noticed me! So many terrifying beings walked right past me without noticing me!"

"Great! Once I leave here alive, I can wait to be chosen again to go to the safe realm of mythology. The chances are slim, but it's better than dying here..."

She talked too much, so Chen Geng took a moment to tell her to focus on developing her skills, and then went to find Li Shuai's profile picture.

Li Shuai is dead. He had just begun to show signs of being a villain and hadn't even had a chance to demonstrate his worth before he died so quickly.

The danger level here is truly terrifying.

However, Chen Geng found that his situation was quite safe. Although he could not live without the sun, other creatures could not get close to him.

  

Just yesterday, a huge dragon flew out of a pitch-black, gray world, wanting to reach him.

Chen Geng suspected that it was the sea.

He was so scared that he ran into the sun, thinking that the sun wouldn't hurt him.

But he soon discovered that the dragon had fallen while still a great distance away and could not get close.

Over the next period of time, Chen Geng saw many creatures curiously walking towards the sun, but all of them ended up failing. It seemed that his place was really far away.

Oh no, it's so far away, so there's even less chance of me making a contribution.

Chen Geng recalled the content of the textbook. There was a tribal myth that said they could earn contributions by helping their tribe fight enemies.

That is also one of the mythical worlds where it is easiest to make contributions.

In other myths, such as the myth of flood control, one can only earn 1 contribution point by digging a ditch.

But in this world, who should he help? What should he do?

In the dark gray world below, another Qilin leaped up, trying to jump to him, but still fell back down.

In the time that followed, more and more creatures tried to reach him, but all failed.

The most recent instance involved a gray bird that struggled to fly into the sun, but eventually fell due to exhaustion.

But the bird didn't give up, flying back to him again and again.

"Who are you? Why did you fly here?"

One time, when they were so close, Chen Geng flew down and asked her out of curiosity.

"My Father God!"

The bird was startled and accidentally fell down again.

But soon, she flew up again: "How did you get into the sun? Are you the Father God?"

"The Father is dead, I am not the Father."

Chen Geng asked her again, "Why did you fly here?"

"I want some light. It's too dark down here; we can't see anything."

Her voice was earnest: "Can you give me a little light? Just a tiny bit will do."

Light……

Chen Geng looked down and indeed found that many places were too dark because the sun was too high and too far away.

He glanced back at the sun, flew inside, and then picked up a bit for her.

I don't know if it's enough.

The bird, however, cheered joyfully, "That's enough! Thank you so much!"

She used some unknown method, avoiding direct contact, and instead gathered that point of light and flew downwards.

She was in immense pain during this process; her entire body was radiating gray, as if she couldn't withstand the intense heat.

As it moved, the light flashed, and the sunlight refracted into various colors.

It's as if paint has been poured into the entire ink painting world; in an instant, the refracted blue sweeps across the sky and the sea, turning the sky and sea blue.

Brown swept across the land, turning it brown.

The green light swept across the grass and trees, and each blade of grass and tree turned into tender tenderness...

Finally, the bird perched on a flower, and the flower received all sorts of colors.

The areas that weren't swept remain black.

The whole world suddenly changed, becoming colorful.

Everything was reflected in Chen Geng's eyes, and in the places illuminated by the light, there were many things that he seemed to understand but did not.

That seems to be the Dao.

He noticed something amiss with his scroll. When he opened it, he saw that his contribution had jumped from 0/100 to 10000/100!

Ten thousand... I made the right bet!

Chen Geng was overjoyed that his contribution had immediately met the target!

And it's so much more than that, no wonder it's the Primordial Chaos!

However, what use is this contribution other than being able to leave the prehistoric world?

He examined the scroll and quickly found a way to use it.

A "blending degree" appeared on the scroll.

[Upon reaching 100% integration, you can permanently retain your current identity. The higher the integration level, the more ways to unlock and use your contribution points.]

Current integration level: 0.0001%

This level of integration is so good that it can directly replace a character from mythology?

Defying fate is within reach!

Unexpectedly, the integration rate was so low. Chen Geng decided to give it a try and invested 100 contribution points.

In an instant, his fusion rate increased to 0.0002%.

As it moved, a hint of gold appeared on its feathers.

100 contribution points can increase by one millionth.

Chen Geng's own contribution value of 10,000 increased by one ten-thousandth.

But Chen Geng didn't feel disappointed. On the contrary, he was overjoyed. Even if he only fused with this little bit of the power of the Golden Crow from mythology, it would still be devastating on Earth!

He only kept 100 contribution points as a minimum, and his final integration rate reached 0.01%.

At the same time, Chen Geng noticed that his feathers had developed a distinct golden hue, instead of being as black as before.

A peculiar feeling stirred within him once more. He still didn't quite understand it, and his understanding seemed vague, but something was subtly surging within him, and he felt as if he was about to grasp it.

We can do it again!

By flapping his wings, Chen Geng relied on this golden feather to make his flapping more powerful, thus allowing him to get further away from the sun.

The higher the degree of integration, the more benefits there are.

Unfortunately, this level of integration is still insufficient; the scroll does not unlock other uses for contribution points, which makes Chen Geng sigh slightly.

But suddenly, at that very moment when the fusion level increased, he heard a strange soft exclamation.

The sound did not come from anywhere else, but from the sun directly overhead!

Chen Geng subconsciously looked up and saw a pair of dazzling golden eyes, as majestic and grand as the sun.

"Di Geng, what are you doing here, stealing your uncle's Eastern Emperor Bell again?"

The voice was powerful and resounding, yet it couldn't conceal the kindness in its words. Chen Genggang was about to say something when he suddenly saw the figure in the sun disappear again.

What was that just now?

He rubbed his eyes with his wings, and a guess emerged.

Legend has it that a Great Immortal is unique among all realms and can stroll through the river of time.

The Eastern Emperor Bell possesses the power to stabilize the earth, water, fire, wind, and time and space.

Based on what was just said, could it be that Di Jun himself was speaking?

And what did he call himself? Di Geng?

The Demon King of the Demon Clan takes "Emperor" as his surname, and he himself is a Golden Crow...

"I got a great deal!"

Chen Geng looked at the fusion level on the scroll and trembled with excitement. It seemed that he was determined to bring the fusion level to 100% this time!