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The Duna Dubbo sisters carefully picked up the spinning wheel and walked out of the house proudly and eagerly, waiting to show this wonderful machine to others.

Moshi lay down on the straw bed again.

For the current Moshi, simple manual work is also too physically exhausting. He rubbed his frostbitten fingers and quickly fell asleep after lying down.

In a drowsy sleep, a woman's voice suddenly sounded clearly in my ears: "Hello, Mr. Mo Shi 021814. After a comprehensive analysis, your current Civilization Boost Index has increased from 0% to 0.002%. 』

She speaks standard human language.

Mo Shi opened his eyes suddenly.

Then came the familiar voice of the blue bird: "Congratulations, sir!"

Mo Shi rubbed his temples and took the staff out from under the straw bed.

The sapphire was stained with grass and shimmered slightly.

"Because you've 'created' the spinning wheel here, and you've been accepted by the Aboriginal people – and that's a lovely and fitting start for you—the mastermind has analyzed it and added a push value to you. In the meantime, you should now be able to use the second level of elemental magic. 』

The blue bird seems to be genuinely happy.

It paused, and then said, 'It's not good, I haven't spoken for too long, and my tongue feels so stiff...... Of course, I don't have a tongue. 』

Mo Shi keenly caught the message: "According to what you said, I could only use first-level magic?"

Elemental level 1 magic refers to all basic atomic-level elemental manipulation: air magic, water magic, fire magic, and the lowest level of magic.

The bluebird was humanely silent for a moment.

"That's true. It replied.

Mo Shi laughed angrily: "There is no first-level magic at all-"

However, immediately after, the dull pain in his head made Mo Shi instantly curl up.

0.002%

It was as if a rusty gear was forcibly turning, tearing at the flesh and blood that had been intact.

A crack opened in the misty castle in Mo Shi's mind.

All his vivid memories began when he woke up on the beach. I can't remember the cause and effect, but I woke up from the sea suddenly, as if it was the wreck of a wrecked ship washed ashore by the waves.

But he knew he wasn't from the sea, and he wasn't a seafarer.

He doesn't even "belong" here at all.

He remembered that he lived in a time when civilization was far higher than here. As a kind of spiritual force, magic has been scientifically and systematically researched and developed, and finally achieved a great and prosperous civilization.

The cane "Blue Bird" is proof of this......

The doubts in Mo Shi's heart were like a thick mist that filled the entire castle.

- Where did you come from?

- What mistake did you make to be exiled to this orc-inhabited continent of ice and snow?

- Why do you want to seal your abilities, and why do you want to seal your memories?

......

At the same time, Mo Shi vaguely remembered that he came here with a mission.

That is what the Blue Bird called the "Endless Journey", which is his lifelong responsibility and ideal......

He struggled to capture the name, and finally held it in his hands: Civilization Advance.

It seems that this is the only way for him to regain what he has lost.

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"Mr. Moshi, take a deep breath! Don't think too much, you will figure out those things one by one in the future, and you will not rush for a while. Now lie down...... ' the bluebird whispered in his ear, as if directing a whale that had accidentally stranded.

Mo Shi lay down and slowly calmed his breathing.

"You're too noisy, Bluebird. He said wearily.

Mo Shi leaned back on the rough straw bed.

He raised his right hand and spread his palm.

"The winds of the past, gathered in my ......" he recited an unfamiliar and familiar mantra like making a spinning wheel, "Blade of Airflow, Second Rank, Spell Unfold—"

Looping magic spells appear in the air.

The Wind Blade appeared on top of Mo Shi's palm.

They were condensed clumps of air, properly manipulated and capable of being used as real weapons.

Moshi tried to tighten his fingers, but the wind blade quickly became unstable, swelling and shaking. Moshi tried to control it, but the high-pressure air still agitated and disappeared abruptly.

The tables and chairs in the room were overturned to the ground, and weeds and coal chips were flying. The big guinea pig hiding in the corner chirps. The scene was chaotic.

Mo Shi was surprised that he was out of control. It was an extremely foreign experience to him.

Too weak......

He gasped sharply and asked, "How could I not even be able to do second-level magic—"

If the gem on the staff was the eye of a blue bird, then they looked at each other at this time, and they were speechless for a moment.

"Sir, calm down. Eventually, it was the Blue Bird who whispered, "It's not because you're incompetent, it's just that your body is too weak and the magical environment here isn't good. 』

"It made me ...... Feel scared. ”

Mo Shi couldn't help but tell the truth.

He realized that it was difficult for him to hide himself in front of the blue bird.

The bluebird shimmered.

After a while, it sounded again: "Sir, do you remember what you should do when you came to a strange primitive world?"

"What should be done?"

Hearing this question, Mo Shi realized once again that he did seem to have "something to do".

"What you have to do is to promote civilization, sir. The intelligent machine terminal said, "The 'Civilization Survival Agency' has given the 'guide' the task of 'Endless Journey', which is to promote the civilization level of the world's highest creatures. 』

The shape of the castle of memory in his mind was blurry, and he could only touch the cold gate when he reached out.

And this sentence was like an indelible carving on a stone brick, sweeping away a piece of the mist in Mo Shi's mind, revealing a scratched, weather-beaten but long-standing barrier.

"Push...... Civilization. What exactly should I do?"

It's more like muttering than asking.

"Anything that pushes civilization, like the hand-spinning wheel you make. The blue bird replied, "The invention of windmills, waterwheels, and the promotion of the reform of the education system, the reform of the marriage system—many things contribute to the development of civilization. By the way, do you want me to tell you a little bit about the ancient human Middle Ages? 』

"That's ...... Very old times. ”

The blue bird was silent for a while, of course, not because of Caton, but because of humanized thinking: "Even if Mr. Mo Shi's original birth time is the origin of the coordinates, it is indeed very ancient, and it is the age when human civilization is ignorant and young. 』

"Am I really human?" asked Mo Shi suddenly and softly.

"Your homeland is 'Earth', and your race is 'Human'. 』

"Earth, human ......" is a strange and familiar word.

"To be precise, you're a 'post-human'. 』

"You mean...... Humans suffering from 'elven disease'?" he tried to touch his ears. It was a pair of long, slender ears.

"The spread of elven disease and the extinction of old humans all happened 60 million years ago, so you don't need to worry about it. 』

The staff paused very humanely before consoling:

"The Helmsman, the mastermind of the system, has promised that as your contribution to the advancement of civilization grows exponentially, your magic seals can be gradually unlocked and your memories can be returned. 』

"Noah's rudder. This familiar term came out of the depths of memory.

『...... I'm going to be upset now, Mr. Moshi. You remember the Mastermind's name, but you don't remember my name!'

Mo Shi heard a rather genuine complaint.

He was a little surprised by the blue bird's overabundance of emotions.

It seems that it is necessary to try to recall why he designed such a character for the blue bird.

"I had just woken up and my mind was confused. "But I remember that you belong to me and have been with me for a long time. ”

Hearing him say this, the blue bird let out a grunt of satisfaction.

"Isn't it, sir. I live and die with you, and I do my best for you. 』

"Thank you. ”

Moshi doesn't take it very seriously.

But the bluebird was clearly satisfied.

"Based on Endless Journey - Rulebook," it finally continued, "Assuming that in this world, the civilization level of Dongge Village is above and below the basic level, and you can use this as the origin of the coordinates. Advancing to 100% requires reaching the level of civilization of the human society you were born into, and when you achieve this, the seal will be completely lifted. 』

The sapphire flashed.

"Your current advancement index is 0.002%, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. 』

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When Du Bai and Du Na returned, they carried several bundles of yarn in their arms.

They seemed to be speechless with excitement, and rubbed the fruits of their labor with their flesh pads and cheeks.

Moser knew that the handspinning wheel had been a success and praise.

"When they saw how their mother spun thread, they said that you were a great magician, a wise man of old, who was able to make such a wonderful machine. Patriarch Maika also went to see for a long time, but he couldn't speak, and kept reciting the name of God. The boy told Mo Shi.

"I'm glad I could help a little bit. "Mo Shi is telling the truth.

In the evening, the hostess Gina returned to the cottage. She didn't say anything in words, but brought back a piece of tanned animal skin.

She sat by the fire and made a pair of insoles for Moshi out of the fur.

Snowwalker's beastly fingers were thicker and sharper than humans, but as she cut and sewed the insole, her skillful posture was a testament to her skillful manipulation. And the hardships they show to survive and the kindness in the crevices are unusual.

Mo Shi couldn't help but think that they might be the "humans" on this continent.

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At night, Mo Shi and the members of the orc family huddled together, warming each other and falling asleep.

In the middle of the night, Mo Shi had a dream. He dreamed that he had raised his arms high, that the clouds of heaven had gathered on his scepter, that the wind and thunder trembled, and that he had been called "god" by all the people who were prostrate on the ground.

But he knew he wasn't God.

He is a "guide" who travels through the world in order to promote civilization, and his mission is to speed up the evolution of civilization and promote the completion of experimental results, so as to succeed in countless destructions, so as to save the broken human civilization.

He calculates, sets, makes.

He is not God. He was a scientist, a scholar, an idealist, and he did not hesitate to destroy the rights and freedoms of others for the sake of his beloved human civilization......

But he heard himself say to those who bowed down, "I am your only God, the Most High God, and you need to worship me, love me, and trust me." I desire to borrow your power to crush the predators on the journey of nothingness—I am not guiding you, but weaving all things. ”

It's a ridiculous nightmare.