"That's it!"

After seeing the ice crystal scorpion settle down on the high mountain and begin to spread the legend of the ice and snow god in the clan, Ning Caifeng knew that his operation was successful.

This world, with his hard work, has successfully given birth to a transcendent race.

Nodding with satisfaction, Ning Caifeng threw the voice changer in his hand back to the utility room to eat ashes.

He estimated that he would only have this chance to play the god with a female voice, and he should not have a chance to use it again in the future.

So this voice changer should stay where it's cool.

Sitting back in the chair, the panel screen in Ning Caifeng's hand continued to circulate.

After taking his eyes off this ice crystal scorpion, Ning Caifeng planned to search for the other fire scorpions.

If its qi explodes, it will be able to harvest a new transcendent race.

"According to the success factor of the Ice Scorpion, I should first find a tribe with weak talents, wandering around, and having certain ideals in my heart."

After Ning Caifeng set up the keywords, the panel searched for the escape team he wanted in an instant.

Quantity...... A lot!

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand!

Tens of thousands of troops staggered across the vast land, some of them spotted by bandits and turned into flames.

Some were born because of civil strife, and they didn't go far before they died on the way.

And more of all, no one sees it, and then the self dies in a remote lump that no one knows.

Ning Caifeng flipped through the screen, he wanted to find a team that would succeed.

But, no, no, no!

After flipping through a lot, all the fleeing teams are pointing to an end.

Demise!

The success of the ice crystal scorpion seems to be going well.

But after zooming in on the entire continent, among the tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of fleeing teams, they were the only ones who succeeded.

What if you zoom in on the centuries-old history line?

The picture on the panel has become a dense line of lines, each of which represents the team that once had an ideal escape.

They struggle to move forward, and at the peak, the lines rise upward, revealing a thriving trend.

But after reaching a certain point in time, all Ning Caifeng could see was jumping off the building!

Big jump!

The dense lines are either tall or tortuous after reaching a point, and they all fall in an instant.

There, perhaps there was a fierce fire scorpion roaring to the sky, or maybe there was a cowering fire scorpion cowering in a low voice in the pit, ushering in the last moment of death.

But without exception, none of them have a future.

Ning Caifeng stretched out his hand and brushed it, and the picture on the panel was changing rapidly.

One by one, one by one, he saw the unwillingness before dying, and also saw the natural cringe when dying.

But what is even more visible is that hundreds of thousands of scorpions are numb to death.

There is no resistance, no fear, just a simple body falling down at a certain moment,

It's just dead.

Countless pictures circulated in Ning Caifeng's hands, and millions of death pictures were impacting his heart.

He wanted to see something that made people happy, so he turned back the clock and went back to their original ideals, cheering each other on.

But when he had already seen their endings, when he came back to look at these pictures, Ning Caifeng felt a little blocked in his heart.

His hand was so stagnant in the void, he was obviously just trying to find out if a new miracle was born.

He just wanted to come and find hope.

Call~

With a long exhale, Ning Caifeng covered the picture, leaving only two pictures flowing on the panel.

One, the ice crystal scorpion is assisting each other to build a new house with high passion.

In an open-air building, there is also an ice crystal scorpion that survived from the end of the dynasty and is carving a statue.

It was a beautiful scorpion, surrounded by ice crystals, as if leading his faithful through the obstacles to a new home.

Ning Caifeng's hand stayed in the void, and on the left was the smile of the ice crystal scorpion when the statue of the god died.

On the right, there is a fire scorpion that has been in a burrow for hundreds of years, living like a machine.

In order to seek stability, it is also to suppress the natural irritable character of the fire scorpion.

The Fire King chose a more high-pressure management style, and guided the irritable mood of the fire scorpion to the desire to reproduce, the desire to climb up, and the desire to deal with the condemned prisoners.

In the burrow, the status of the fire scorpion is distinct, and the status of the fire scorpion is enough to crush the scorpion, and it almost has all the power except for death and reproduction.

And the top is the toughest.

Ning Caifeng tried to trace the life of the Fire King in reverse, and found that its final fate was to be thrown into the fire by the next king and become the dinner of all the scorpions.

Ning Caifeng paused this picture, because he felt that this picture was the only picture that could be used alongside the next door in the past few hundred years.

He paused for a moment and removed the camera he had previously purchased from the house.

Then, looking for the right angle, he wanted to leave some photos for the two races, which were originally of the same origin.

However, after looking for it several times, he was not satisfied.

The darkness of the night should not be the last portrayal of the Fire King.

The ground, too, should not seem to be the background to the death of the pioneer.

After standing in place for a while, Ning Caifeng left the courtyard.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes......

When the moon ascended high in the sky and illuminated the earth, Ning Caifeng climbed a mountain peak.

Here, he put the Ice Scorpion into the moon and the Fire King into the fire.

The fire on the ground was blazing, driving the darkness around it.

The moon in the sky is clean and complete, like the purest thing in the world.

He half-crouched on the top of the mountain and pressed the shutter against the fire and the moon in front of him.

Click~

The fire in the picture seems to coincide with the fire in reality, and the calm face of the Fire King is burning on the flames.

And high in the sky, within the moon, the crystal beautiful ice crystal scorpion lies on its side beside the statue of the god.

"I'm going to find the best store tomorrow and print you out!"

Ning Caifeng steadied his face and hung the camera back around his neck, and the panel was temporarily faded by him.

The blazing fire was extinguished by a fire extinguisher, and Ning Caifeng carefully searched for a circle to make sure that it would not cause a mountain fire before going down the mountain and returning to the courtyard.

It's just that, although because of the remoteness of this place, no one sees the fire.

But also because it is remote, the mountain road is difficult to walk!

"Ahh Why did I have a brain pump, and I came here to take pictures at night! ”

After accidentally being knocked to his feet on the mountain road, Ning Cai was so angry that he wanted to throw away the fire extinguisher in his hand!

He really couldn't figure out why he suddenly had a brain pump and wanted to come to this remote mountain to take pictures.

Yes!

I'll never do anything stupid like this again!

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