Mu Shao watched quietly for three days, he had not cultivated civilization for the past hundred thousand years, he was just chasing the sad plane all the way, this was the first time he had carefully watched the process of cultivating civilization by other ruin wanderers.

Each of them is serious and sacred, no matter what identity they once had, what they did?

"Have you ever met a survivor of the Migrants?"

Mu Shao'an asked each of the ruins wanderers one by one, they were all high-level gods, and they all had extremely revered identities before the cataclysm, so he wanted to inquire.

"Migrants, migrants before the Cataclysm?"

After asking about the thirty-first Ruin Wanderer, the old man raised his head and looked at Mu Shao'an with some strange eyes.

"Yes. It's the migratory people before the cataclysm. ”

Mu Shaoan nodded.

"Haha, this news should be worth ten units of the second-level rule, friend, do you want to trade?" the man laughed happily, as if he was happy.

"Of course, there is no problem with that. ”

After the transaction, the man looked at Mu Shao'an, "I don't know why you're looking for the legendary migratory clan?" but, my friend, don't you think that we, the ruins wanderers, are not the most standard migratory clan?"

Mu Shaoan blinked, as if he hadn't understood yet.

The man said, "Friend, what are you doing with the migrants?"

"I'm going extraterritorial. Mu Shaoan replied.

"Then I still want to go to the Peach Blossom Paradise of the Taishan Clan, isn't that place also an unattainable territory for us?" the man replied with a smile.

Mu Shaoan didn't speak, and he couldn't understand this kind of answer full of philosophical sparks.

"Do you think we can rebuild the starry sky of the Ten Thousand Worlds?"

The man asked again.

"I don't know, but it should be possible, the virus has no way to take the Sad Plane and the Chaos Creation, and their great army can't do anything with us high-level gods, as long as you work hard, you can always cultivate a new civilization, and with civilization, there will be laws. Mu Shaoan replied.

"And then?"

"The virus will come back and reap the harvest again. ”

"Yes, this situation is so similar to the starry sky of all worlds before the cataclysm, we obviously have the upper hand, but we are fooled by the virus camp from head to toe, there is no power to defeat the virus, but it is broken by the viruses, friend, why do you think the virus is so powerful?" the man asked again.

"Because this is a second week?" This time, Mu Shaoan successfully got the central idea of this guy.

"Maybe it's more than two weeks! The virus is treating us as crops, harvesting stubble, including what we are doing now, in fact, it may be deliberately done by the virus. The man continued to speak in astonishment.

"In that case, why do you continue to do this?"

"To survive, it's as simple as that. ”

Mu Shaoan was silent, looking at the civilization cultivated by the man, it was a miniature planet with a diameter of 100 kilometers, and there were already primitive people on it, but not apes, but two-headed and four-armed people, over time, this civilization would probably really become a prototype, but this two-headed and four-armed man was very similar to the Juque Terran, of course, this old man himself was the most standard Juque Clan, but he was missing a head.

After thinking about it, Mu Shaoan then asked, "What do you think is the Taishan civilization?"

"Peach Blossom Spring, extraterritorial! You can jump out of this two-week destination. "The man said without thinking, he is very skilled in cultivating civilization, just like he is micro-manipulating a super huge strategic farming game, and it is a perfect score, super perfect kind.

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course sure, because the virus can't be broken. ”

"Forever?"

"Yes, forever. ”

"So you're willing to sow hope here?"

"Yes, that's hope, none of us can make a mistake this time, and the presence of Peach Blossom Paradise ensures that we are always on the right track. ”

"What if Peach Blossom Paradise is wrong?"

"Friend, it's boring for you to talk like this. The man chuckled.

"Okay then, but I still think that to solve the problem, we have to go extraterritorial, do you want to go extraterritorially with me?" Mu Shao'an sighed and asked.

"No, I think that outside the territory is the Peach Blossom Spring, and hope has always been in our hands, not an ethereal thing, we have been wrong many times, but we will change. ”

Mu Shaoan nodded and turned to leave, but soon he turned around and asked:

"Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?"

"Juque!" replied the man naturally.

"Celestial Giant?"

"Yes, Celestial Giant!"

"Aren't you dead?"

"I'm not that easy to die. ”

"Are you really sure you're not going with me to the extraterritorial?"

"Sure, I think I'm right, and even if I'm wrong, I'm making amends, so you're trying to sanction me?"

"No, just one last question, do you know who I am?"

"Aren't you Mu Shao'an of the Taishan Clan, the powerful existence that created the Peach Blossom Spring?"

"I'm not!"

Mu Shaoan glanced at the man again, turned around, released the giant sword, and the real sword flew away, and the direction was the radiant sad plane in front of him, that is, Hope No. 6.

He decided to keep chasing!

"Alas, you guys, hurry up and double the speed, I'm afraid this autumn is coming early, and I plan to go to Ruins Ring 9 for the winter as soon as the autumn is over, you better join me. ”

The Heavenly God Juque suddenly spoke.

"Huh, why?"

Someone questioned.

"No, why, did you see the man just now?" Ju Que pointed in the direction Mu Shao'an left, and the rest of the people shook their heads blankly, including Gongmo Yi, Key, Qingtai, Shigu and others, even if they came with Mu Shao'an all the way, but in this short period of three days, they actually forgot about this matter completely.

But it's not their own fault.

"So let's hurry up! In another thirty-five days, we will set off immediately!" Ju Que sighed again, he was an exception, because he was a law god, but even so, he was still much worse than Mu Shao'an today, and at the simplest point, he couldn't remember Mu Shao'an's real name.

"That would be very inappropriate, at this time, the virus raiders must be ambushing us ahead, and Ruin Ring 9 is the area that the virus raiders focus on. ”

"Don't worry, I can guarantee that we won't see a single raider until next spring. Juque said calmly, as the man would clear the area where he appeared of all virus raiders.

In fact, in the past 100,000 years, I don't know how many survivors have been rescued by that person, as far as Juque knows, the thirty-four ruin wanderers here at the moment, on average, each have been rescued by that person three to five times, and the number of times they have secretly and indirectly helped is even more.

It's just that, for some reason, they forget about these things and forget about that person.

As for Juque, it's purely because that person has been monitoring him, coming to ask him every tens of thousands of years, asking him if he wants to go outside the territory together?

But he won't go outside the territory, never in his life!