One day in March 2020, at noon, Los Angeles.

This is an extremely old cottage located in the very remote suburbs of Los Angeles, close to the periphery of the natural jungle, surrounded by dead people and very desolate.

And now, it has become a temporary place for Yun Mo to live.

Yun Mo still remembered the scene when he first entered this small villa, thick dust, a dozen thin mice, dilapidated chandeliers, leaky roofs, and countless cobwebs...... Only now, although the problem of this small villa has not been completely eradicated, at least it is still clean.

In fact, she doesn't have too many requirements for the living environment. It can even be said that in this world thousands of years ago, any piece of land vacated was more comfortable than the bed board in the previous life.

In her memory, which already felt a little distant, she remembered that she had infiltrated the hive with a vanguard army just to hunt down a brain worm that gave birth to advanced intelligence. Fleeing while killing, the fragments of memory are always overwhelming flying insects, giant leeches wriggling on the ground, and ...... The brutally torn limbs of comrades-in-arms......

She spent half a month in those bloody and dark days.

In that half a month, he slept with the broken corpses, drank the blood of the dead when he was thirsty, and grabbed the only soft tender flesh in the belly of the Zerg when he was hungry...... She carried it through in such a harsh environment, and killed the brain worm with her own strength and a lose-lose ending.

And it was also this battle that impressed the entire women-discriminatory barracks soldiers with admiration for herself, and at the same time laid the foundation for her to climb to the position of "marshal" in the future.

She knew in her heart that the hope of her life was all in exchange for the lives of her comrades. Because they believed that she had a better chance of killing the brain worm, they kept the chance of survival to themselves...... Even if the probability was less than fifty percent, they gambled with their lives after all, for the sake of that glimmer of hope for success.

Even now, she could vividly remember the smell of corpses that had infected her bones and the hollow pupils of the dead......

She can't forget the hope in the eyes of the group of soldiers who marched to death without complaint or regret; I can't forget her path from a weak person to a strong one, who gave everything to her in exchange.

Therefore, she was burdened with a qiē, and even if the final outcome was destruction, she did not lead that powerful mutant to the human abode for her own survival.

Taking a deep breath, she shook her head a little tiredly, and let them pass...... Now she doesn't need to continue to carry this.

Today is the seventh day she has left Andros and the fifth day she has lived in this dilapidated cottage.

She didn't go out for five days, and she was trying to get acquainted with something in the house that she had neglected—the Primordial Civilization.

The Origin Civilization completely exceeded her understanding of the world, and it was even more out of the scope of the Origin Civilization, even though Enard told her that the development of the Origin Civilization later had similarities with the Origin Civilization, she still said that it was very incredible.

The Origin of the Origin of the Magical Civilization. When Enard gave her an entire copy of the Basic Magic Book with strange words on it, Yunmo felt that her atheistic beliefs had collapsed to the point of ashes.

The original source of the existence of the civilization is even more strange than the magic civilization.

Almost all of the people born from that civilization were gods, and when Yun Mo found out that the content of the white jade slips that Enard had given her from time to time in the past few days was a god-like cultivation, Yun Mo felt that everything he had seen and heard in his previous life was all living on the dog......

The white jade slip is like a memory chip in later generations, a large number of just imprinted in it, implanted in the brain, as the brain cells "digest" the dissolvable memory chip, human beings can use the knowledge in the chip on their own.

These things of the cultivation civilization are similar to the memory chip, but in the end they are still a little magical. It does not need to be implanted into the cerebral cortex of the human body, and there will be no side effects, as long as you concentrate on sticking the jade slip on the center of your eyebrows, the information will automatically enter your mind...... It's amazing!

Yun Mo put down the "Basic Magic Encyclopedia" very easily, this one-meter long, eighty centimeters wide, and fifty-centimeter-thick book smashed on the table and shook the table for a while: "Ainard, you mean, I can use these things!"

If the things of the original civilization can be used well, it can be regarded as a huge force value.

"Well, theoretically, yes." Enard said very lightly, "Yun Mo, our bodies have all been transformed by Yunmo, but you have been transformed more thoroughly than me."

His voice was mixed with a slight sigh and helplessness.

"Because you are the bearer of the entire Void World, your physical attributes must meet the criteria of any kind of energy existence."

Yun Mo flipped through a few pages, swept the incantations at a glance, and after a few days of study, she was already fluent in reading these prehistoric books, and she picked up the topic: "Einard, what exactly is the 'Protector' you talked about last time?"

These days, he didn't know what to worry about, and he didn't say it explicitly. But she knew in her heart that it wasn't a life between the two, that Enard had his own considerations, and that all she needed to do was trust him, and that's it.

After a moment, Enard's low voice came: "The protector is the one who guards the rules."

Yun Mo asked lightly, "Then is there any inevitable relationship between the so-called Dao Protector and me, the rule bearer?"

The other party fell silent again.

"Enard, I have to know all I have to do. In this way, it will be good for you or ...... Rhyme is the biggest help, isn't it?"

Thought of that never. [,！ Yun Mo always felt that he understood something.

He was slightly silent for a moment before continuing: "Yun Mo, according to the rules of the replacement of the old and the new in the universe, the Primordial World should have disappeared in the long river of history a long time ago, and it should have disappeared when the dimensional civilization of science and technology civilization was formed!"

"Even if it doesn't disappear now, when the rules that belong to the technological civilization gradually grow stronger, one day the civilization and rules that belong to the primordial era will slowly wear out. Once the highest level twelve-level technological civilization in the interstellar world, it had a great impact on the exiled Origin Civilization."

Enard paused, then slowly confessed. Yun Mo is a man of action, he knows this better than anyone else, and at the moment, as long as he explains the pros and cons, Yun Mo is more likely to make trade-offs than him.

"Therefore, Yunmo needs to find a container to carry the original civilization, and you are the best choice."

"The huge spiritual power, the high-concentration life bath pool birth body is very in line with the requirements. Yunmo hates humans, but he can't find a better non-human carrier other than you, but because you are human, for fear that you will turn against the water, he chooses to brand you as a slave! In this way, you don't even have the right to choose to die......"

The slave mark imprinted on the soul, she slowly reached out to the back of her neck, but what she touched was a piece of smooth skin...... Sure enough, is it burned in the soul?

"Yunmo, with all due respect, Enard feels that he is in good shape now...... I have traveled all over the plane of technological civilization, but I still can't find a suitable civilization to revive the glory of the twelfth-level civilization. But now in the Origin World, those rules don't bother me, I can create as many as I want, and one day I can even restore the grandeur of a twelfth-level civilization...... I ...... "Anad's tone was a little eager.

"...... Enad" Yun Mo laughed slowly, smiling very happily, "Actually, I think I ...... That's good! "

From the other end of the spiritual imprint, there was a stunned expression from Einad, and Yun Mo could even imagine his dull expression staring at the huge dragon's eye: "Ainard, this is good!" In fact, no matter what, I should be grateful that I have gained life again, even if there will be many unsatisfactory things in the future, but it is insignificant under the premise of getting life."

Her expression gradually calmed down, and there was a vicissitudes in her eyes that could not be ignored.

"Inaad, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to be grateful. Although I was disgusted that Yunmo guy had branded me, at least I got a qiē that no one else could have."

"If you get something, you have to pay for it, don't you? It's a shame that I haven't been able to feel like having parents for two lifetimes, but Inady! I'm lucky that you're with me wherever I am! "

"You are my friend, and your comrades-in-arms are my relatives! Ainard! In my previous life, you died with me, and I owe you my life, so even if you want to kill me, I won't blink an eye! What's more, your request is only to develop a technological civilization."

Yun Mo sighed softly: "Moreover, I am free!"

The present state is indeed freedom in another sense.

"Besides, it's better if Yunmo doesn't let me die, Ainad, I'm actually greedy for life and afraid of death."

The other end of the imprint was silent for a long time, and after a while, a gentle voice came: "Yun Mo! I feel so lucky to have met you! "

Yun Mo turned the page again: "I'm also lucky to have met you!" It should be said that we are all lucky to meet the dictator Yunmo, so that we can survive the mortal end."

In the void, Enard turned the huge dragon head to look at the young man sitting beside him, the handsome face of the young man in a dark robe was distorted for a moment: "Dictator......"

Enard suddenly wanted to laugh, but when he thought of his dragon face and laughed, he was afraid that it would be more distorted than Yunmo, so he dispelled this thought: "Yunmo...... You don't take it out of context."

Yun Mo glanced at him coldly, but there was no longer a terrible killing intent in his eyes: "That's it. This human ...... Just let her jump for a while? If one day ...... Hmph—"

Enard looked at Yunmo, shook the huge dragon head, and then raised his head towards the void: "Ang-"

The high dragon chant heartily expressed the pleasant emotions in his heart, and Enard suddenly felt that the three of them would get along quietly and awkwardly with each other would have a feeling of "family affection" in human society.

It's just that...... What he was about to say to Yun Mo just now...... What seems to be missing?