They were secretly glad that thanks to the mercy of this outer god.

"Do you still have questions?"

Fu Qingjun sat on a high place and asked, "If there is no doubt, then at this point in the sermon, whether the creatures on the land of this world, the reincarnated human race, can rise or not, it is up to you." ”

At this time, Odyssel slowly stood up and said: "Medicine, soldiers, and weapons, the medical Tao is broad and profound, paying attention to the structural essence of life, although the military path is simple to forge, but the use of weapons is very complicated, just starting for a while, I feel that the changes are far more than the sharp claws countless times, there are picking, stabbing, chopping..."

"Only the weapon, I understand the principle of this crossbow arrow, as well as the power of this spring, is it possible that it is not a weapon, it is so simple?"

Fu Qingjun suddenly smiled, "At a glance, the other two are all profound, only the 'weapon' can't see the depth, it has endless possibilities, mortal bodies, weak muscles and bones can also slaughter the gods of the sky!"

"Kill, kill God?" Odyssel stammered.

Mortals who have not cultivated, mastering the way of weapons, can also kill the gods in the sky?

Mortal slaughter gods.

This.... Are you kidding?

Their minds went blank.

All the grandmasters' eyes widened, swallowing their saliva, their expressions extremely shocked, and their hearts burned with endless fear.

Fu Qingjun just smiled and said, "You can study everything." ”

He didn't say more, leaving the shocked earth creatures behind, and walked away quickly.

The seeds of civilization have remained, and whether they can blossom and bear fruit, and in which direction they will develop is their own business.

Anyway, these Devil Muscle Masters are so strong and resilient, they should be able to resist, after all, they didn't expect to be so fierce after raising them for more than four days.

"When they help me forge my weapons, I won't have to worry about anything... In a few days, the radiation will dissipate a little more, and I plan to send them to the underworld to explore the ruins of the end of the earth. ”

After all, there is always a sacrifice.

If no one sacrifices their lives to explore the future, explore the unknown and mysterious, there will be no information and intelligence, then there will be no future.

Fu Qingjun already had a plan.

He has been in this world for a few days, and he has been developing ants, studying his special abilities, and thinking about what role he can play.

He was always thinking about the future of humanity.

The earth has become a ruin, and in just half a day, mankind has been forced to use the strongest weapon, which is said to be the strongest weapon, but everyone knows that kind of weapon is similar to the same fate.

And that ship, maybe an earth relic of some kind of parallel civilization of the tech tree, escaped us, and then I was destroyed here, and then accidentally took me to this world?

That is, the ship is frantically fleeing?

Every world in the parallel universe of the earth is ushering in destruction!

Although this world seems to be very safe, it may be the same as my own side in a dozen or even a hundred years...

The trend of the times in the future is similar, the era of cold weapons and martial arts declines, science and technology rise, and then nuclear weapons will also be developed, and then used.

And according to this reasoning, every parallel world of the earth human extinction .... Death is inevitable, just in a different order.

The pressure on his heart is great!

Parallel worlds, black holes, the vastness of the universe... These are all in the hypotheses of human scientists and future science fiction movies and television, but they can't be imagined to really appear.

"In other words, I'll have to find a way, albeit unrealistically... But we still have to try to resist that unknown terrible natural disaster, what kind of mysterious enemy, aliens, natural disasters, man-made disasters?"

Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and looked at the ants on the table, "I have to find a way... Even if I create and develop a new civilization of my own, I will destroy the existing civilization. ”

"Even if you create another kind of disaster, you have to resist the disaster of this time. ”

"Ant Explorer, march!"

"Write a hymn to the future of humanity!"

....

The sky is getting brighter.

Three centuries in one night, it's quite fulfilling, putting the ant-people into it, and putting knowledge into it.

The infrastructure has been completed, and it will be stable for a few days, just waiting for them to explore the ruined world over there.

Fu Qingjun is still looking forward to it.

Gently opened his eyes on the bed, feeling extremely refreshed, "It seems that my tired body has had a good night's sleep, and it has recovered, and it is full of strength." ”

He stood up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, spit water, and began to cook,

"Iron sheets, copper sheets are easy to say, pots and pans are a lot, but rubber bands... You'll have to drag the little horn to get it, but it's not a hassle... Then, by the way, make a batch of embroidery needles for sewing, as arrows to fire, and see if they can make a rainstorm pear flower needle the size of a precision mechanical matchbox, super continuous shooting. ”

After all, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground.

This primitive and simple tribal demon civilization has to develop little by little... At the very least, we have to let this tribe's barbaric civilization keep itself safe!

I'm a weak chicken, but it's still very clear.

And this is Fu Qingjun's most idealized weapon.

The matchbox-shaped concealment is too small and too precise, but for these ants, it is not a problem at all.

"Make more than a hundred matchboxes, stuff them all over the body, and launch them at the same time with a slight hook of hair, the enemy will see me, and he will be afraid of the iron fist of me, a big man who talks about morality in the rivers and lakes, and he definitely can't imagine that I will sneak attack with my hands, there is a rainstorm pear flower needle, I don't know what is going on, and it will become a hornet's nest in an instant..."

Fu Qingjun felt that he should be able to deal with some martial artists who were not strong, so the muscles and flesh were thick, and shooting towards the eyes, nose, ears, and lower body could also cause fatal damage.

After eating and drinking, he began to stand on the stake to practice martial arts and cultivate the Sun Sacred Scripture.

Call!!!

His breath was long, and his eyes were slightly closed in a half-squatting position.

This is a subtle posture of the muscles of the whole body vibrating, linkage, back, lumbar spine, abdomen, calves, arms... Hot sweat quickly broke out, sweating like rain.

"Cultivating the martial arts of this world is not a day's work, and it is still too slow. ”

According to the normal practice of martial arts, his bone age has been fixed, and there is almost no possibility of cultivating martial arts again, and it is difficult to even get started.

But Fu Qingjun's whole body is a little special, and he still has great potential.

He guessed that it was because his soul was still growing, so his body was also growing, and he was growing into some kind of special creature, and his physical development was not completely finalized.

Fu Qingjun has read the family heirloom Iron Fist cheats, and it is written in great detail,

"In addition to the problem of bone age, it is the physical feeling of pile work. ”

"It's very complicated, divided into nine stages, starting with the pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, psoas muscles.... Each stage is to increase the control and trembling of every muscle in the body, and when it comes to the most perfect ninth stage, the pile gong stops, and the major muscle groups in the body are trembling, and there is no muscle dead end..."

"It's hot and hot in the tremors! It's like a muscle furnace!"

"This is the great consummation of the muscle weight realm, which means that you can control it perfectly, and you can weigh the whole weight of your muscles..."

Whoa!!

Fu Qingjun's face was solemn, his breath sank into the dantian, sweating like rain, sweat slid down the majestic hair into the ground, like rain spreading with a black sunflower,

"No matter how talented other people are martial arts wizards, I am afraid that it will only take three or four months to control the initial frequency of mastery and tremble some of the simplest muscles.... And my body control in this area was completed all at once. ”

Shake all your muscles at the same time!

His soul is terrifyingly huge, and his control and perception of the body is at the subtle level, and it is obvious that he is blessed with the first realm of cultivation!

However, the practice of martial arts is accumulated over time.

Even if you can cultivate all muscle groups at the same time, you don't need to perceive and pull them one by one, and it will be really impossible for you to train into the muscle weight realm and step into the bone realm for a while.

According to the current situation, it will take at least a month, which is already an exaggerated speed against the sky.

"However, the martial arts of this world are a little scary!"

"The first realm is so exaggerated, perfectly grasp the power and flow of life muscles, perhaps this 'muscle weight' realm includes the degree of muscle control of bright energy, dark energy, and chemical strength in our national arts.... This realm alone has reached the pinnacle of martial arts transmission in our world. ”

After standing for a few minutes, I was drenched in sweat, and I couldn't stand at all before I stopped the pile.

He began to hammer the spiritual dimension of the Sun Sacred Book again.

He felt it was useful.

The degree of control of mental power has been greatly improved, and it is constantly meticulous and fine, and recently, the hair has been used more freely.

For example, he is using his hair to weave a black mesh suit, and he can usually bulge the devil's arm muscles and abdominal muscles under the clothes, and he looks very fierce.

"I have also become a devil muscleman, Kong Wu is powerful, and he looks like he weighs hundreds of pounds!"

Fu Qingjun looked in the mirror and slowly raised his arm,

Wearing a bulging black silk stocking muscles, it gives people an extremely violent streamlined beauty, with sharp edges and corners, like countless tree roots entangled, blood vessels bursting out,

"The hair simulates the movement of muscles, raising the hand, bending over, and there is no sense of disobedience... It takes a good understanding of muscles, but I've studied anatomy, and it comes in handy. "He's adjusting the way his muscles behave.

It's just that this muscle can't be touched.

"But the muscles in the legs, it's a bit of a problem. ”

"Now I am like the lower body of a muscular bear man, standing with two bean sprout legs. ”

Fu Qingjun thought for a while, "By the way, can you cut off your hair, use your hair to weave it into an independent pair of pants, and then use your hair like a plug to tie the hair on the pants to control it?"

His whole body suddenly became excited.

He hurriedly used his own hair in the air, quickly weaving it into a black hair doll, and then cut it short.

Use another strand of hair and slowly butt it to the ends of the silk threads of the black hair.

All of a sudden, he had a feeling that his energy was connected to the wires and pipes, and he suddenly controlled the black puppet!

"It works!"

Fu Qingjun laughed, "This is simply a puppeteer! My hair is woven into a dress, a doll, a curtain, as long as I dock my hair again, input energy to activate, I can re-manipulate..."

That's a lot!

"The first is a pair of hair braided pants. ”

When Fu Qingjun thought about it, he also felt disgusted, but he didn't care about his hair anymore.

After all, a lot of clothes are animal products, wool, goose down, silk, aren't they draped in the hair of other animals?

He quickly knitted a pair of black woven pants, which were so delicate that they were a little loose and flared.

A strand of his hair turned into a belt, and he hooked the head of his pants fiercely, and the whole black woven jeans turned out to be like a wave that rolled softly, showing the shape of muscles.

Whoa!

Like the waves of the sea, it has a strong sense of beauty.

Boom! Fu Qingjun's black silk mesh muscles twisted and wriggled like blowing up a balloon, rapidly expanding, turning into a strong black devil muscle giant, and a fierce spirit surged from the shop.

"It's done!"

Fu Qingjun is hearty, this is simply cool!