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

"What did you say?"

Zhang Ming quickly stepped forward, looking down at Chen Geng with a stern gaze: "You actually want me to kneel down?"

The two henchmen behind him changed their expressions slightly, but dared not follow. Sitting there was one of the fifteen members of Project Möbius, who had everything he could want.

Zhang Ming has an rage buff, but they don't. Going up there now is no different from suicide.

"What, you don't want to kneel?"

Chen Geng reached out to take the token back: "That's a real pity. It seems you're not doing this for the Zhang family's good, but only for your own. After all, kowtowing ten times can ensure the Zhang family's continued wealth and prosperity. It's such a good deal."

Could Zhang Ming kneel? He turned his head and looked around. This was the Jingjiang Hotel, one of the most luxurious hotels in the city, frequented by the upper class of Sanjiang.

Many people know him, do you really want to kneel down here?

There was no time to think. The man was taking the token back when he gritted his teeth and actually knelt down in front of everyone!

"Thump!"

This was the first kowtow, and it was a resounding one.

"Bang!" The second sound was much quieter, it seemed that the first one had hurt him, but he still humiliatingly kowtowed ten times.

After ten, Chen Geng put the token back in his pocket: "I was just kidding. I wouldn't give it to you even if you kowtowed."

"Hey~ I'm just bullying you."

Chen Geng had considered sending Zhang Ming to the prehistoric world to help him explore some dangerous places he wouldn't dare to go, and then using the ability to chat through the scrolls to see what was inside.

For example, in the far west, where black fog lingers year-round, there are several places where even sunlight cannot penetrate.

Based on mythology, Chen Geng has reason to boldly speculate that it is the Demon Ancestor Rahu, or the Black Lotus of Annihilation, or the legendary God-Slaying Spear.

He wasn't worried at all that Zhang Ming would steal the opportunity; it was none of his small fry's business.

  

But in the end, Chen Geng still felt that the 1000 contribution points token was too precious. When Kinmen selected another batch of transmigrators, they could negotiate with them, so there was no need to waste it.

On the ground, Zhang Ming, kneeling, looked on incredulously. He never expected Chen Geng to go back on his word.

"You're one of the people involved in Project Möbius, how dare you go back on your word?"

"I'm one of the planners, but who says I'm obligated to keep my word?"

Chen Geng rolled his eyes and kicked him more than ten meters away: "Get lost. I'm not some saint or emperor anymore, what's it to me?"

Zhang Ming scrambled to his feet, but whether from anger or being kicked, he rolled his eyes and fainted again.

This meal was definitely not a very enjoyable one. Ge Chuan was preoccupied, and apart from taking a few extra bites of the lobster and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, he was absent-minded the rest of the time.

After Chen Geng kicked Zhang Ming away, He Qingyue and Zhang Youfu, who came later, did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of angering Chen Geng.

Chen Geng saw this and sighed silently in his heart.

After his strength improved, he found it very difficult to get in touch with new people, as they were all afraid of his identity and strength.

How long has it been?

Even when he visited his teacher, the teacher no longer spoke earnestly, but instead became cautious and timid.

Only his old friends can bring him a sense of warmth and connection; otherwise, he always feels that his emotions are dwindling.

He Qingli talked incessantly at the table, extremely confident, and even dared to stand on the table and make pronouncements after taking a few sips of wine:

"Ten years on Earth! If I can't become an immortal in ten years, I'll change my name, He Qingli, backwards!"

Stop bragging.

Chen Geng sighed and said, "I just asked the waiter about the table under your feet. It's a high-end custom-made solid wood dining table, priced at 13,000 yuan."

"It's not worth damaging it."

"Oh." He Qingli obediently got off the table. He had spent all his savings on this meal and had no extra money to pay back, but he was still unconvinced and said:

"Once I've experienced a miracle and come back to make money, I'll stomp on as many of these tables as you want."

He's not bragging, but once he gets back today, he'll have the Myriad Races Breathing Technique. At that point, he won't even care about these mundane things anymore.

"Old Chen, you've been good to your brothers, and I'll remember that!"

He Qingli patted his chest: "I'll give you something tomorrow, as my way of repaying you. I'm sure you'll like it."

He planned to give the Myriad Races Breath-Eating Method to Chen Geng.

"Alright, alright."

Chen Geng didn't care. After the drinking party ended, he glanced at Zhang Youfu and He Qingyue and casually tossed each of them a Mythical Token.

"Take it. If you also want to go to Myth, go with He Qingli in a few days."

Isn't this the mythical token that made Zhang Ming faint with anger?

Isn't this worth a Zhang family mythical token?

Isn't this... the stepping stone to becoming an immortal or an ancestor?

They just gave it to them like that?

He Qingyue's eyes were incredibly bright; they almost lit up at that moment.

Zhang Youfu was so excited he didn't know what to say, stammering, "Brother Chen, boss, I thank your whole family!"

"I have no use for the extra ones; I'm an only child."

Chen Geng smiled and returned to the riverbank alone.

He doesn't own a house and has been living at the school in Sanjiang. For the past month, he's just stayed wherever he feels comfortable.

I'll also send a message to Cui Jue and ask him to get some more tokens.

"What! You used all twelve tokens?"

Cui Jue was incredulous: "No way~ Brother Chen, you just gave them away casually?"

"How did you know?" Chen Geng asked in surprise. "Did you learn fortune-telling skills from some mythology in your spare time?"

"Why would I study that, bro? That stuff isn't so easy to get."

Cui Jue earnestly advised him to be frugal and helped him apply for two more yuan.

Then Chen Geng casually gave them to Dong Xiaomiao's two best friends.

Currently, he has kept his own tokens, and has given away a total of 14.

Ge Chuan, He Qingli, He Qingyue, Zhang Youfu, Dong Xiaomiao's two best friends, Xu Suisui and Li Ruifang, as well as their teacher and neighbors.

Most of the owners of these 14 tokens had exhibited some unusual behavior, which Chen Geng observed without saying a word, but he knew it all too well.

These people are all connected to him, so it's normal for them to gain some benefits from it, isn't it?

For example, He Qingli, on the second day of the gathering, wrote him a cultivation method called "The Myriad Races' Qi-Eating Method," which supposedly increases one's strength by eating.

They might even make full use of everything they consume, including steel and metal.

This exercise, just by reciting it, can make people feel hungry and quickly digest food.

Chen Geng dared not attempt cultivation here directly, and planned to cultivate in the sun after returning to the Dragon Han Primordial World.

A month later, he and the others set foot in the prehistoric world once again.

He had planted the laws of time on each person in advance, slightly affecting the flow of time by ten times. Let's see what kind of trouble the various parties will cause in the next million years.