my universe in a bottle.

The times gradually returned to peace.

The golden age also exploded completely.

The demons in their prime began to re-study their own structures.

The era began to be divided into two races, the race without the magic core, and the race with the magic core, each with the potential to reach the top.

Magic core species:
Born with a magic core, 33 times the speed, but the early potential is strong, and the late potential is weak.
Because the incomplete crystal nucleus is born, it limits the future. It is very difficult to break through the complete five senses and condense the complete crystal nucleus.

Non-Magic Seeds:

The races of the old era are ten times faster, and their combat power is weak in the early stage, but they start to exert strength in the later stage, condensing the crystal nucleus, and the difficulty of breaking through is relatively simple.

Today's Abyss Central College is also known as the College of the Undead.

Necromancer is still the biggest popular subject on this land.

The young wizards in their prime came in and out of the school gate, chatting and laughing, and talking about love between lovers.

The guards are two set giant skeleton knights, tall and mighty, with a suggestion box next to them.

When entering the school gate, there is a central square.

A huge statue of white bones stands on it.

It was a wizard, majestic and old, wearing a black robe, holding a staff of white bones, and wearing a crown of six thorns and bones on his head. His old body had the mighty spirit of a lion and giant eagle, as if his pursuit was a distant high. above the sky.

On the pedestal below the statue, there is a row of words:
Wharton, the emperor of the dead, the founder of the Central College of the Undead, the ancestor of the undead.

Abyss calendar 0-7 years,
The first abyssal monarch on the earth after the age of the gods, reigned for only seven years, opened up the golden age, and the gold powerhouse who condensed the crystal nucleus was popularized, and his achievements were not weaker than the ancient creator gods. god.

And in the academy, in a classroom.

But there are rebellious people arguing.

In the discussion class, a rebellious student spoke loudly:

"I don't think Wharton can afford such a great honor!"

"He's too weak, he doesn't have the force that surpasses the times!"

"If he was a normal abyssal emperor back then, and suppressed the entire era by himself, how would nobles and princes dare to riot? How could there be a slave era? How could he use his life to open the door of truth in order to save the common people?"

The weakest in history will always be the weakness of this monarch.

The mentor above, however, looked colder and shouted: "You students of the new generation, have you ever thought that it is too ridiculous to measure the value of a life by its strength?"

"If the monarch is just a reckless man with amazing combat power, it will not be able to open up this era. Wisdom is far more important than force."

"I know that several students in the class don't want to learn wisdom, knowledge theory, and hate boring research. They just want to learn martial arts, brute force, and killing skills. They pretended that they want to be the strongest!?"

"Every time this happens, I am very angry and want to scold you in class: arrogance and force can only allow you to suppress an era, but wisdom can be passed down through the ages."

"The Skeleton Emperor promoted the slavery period in the Crystal Seed Age, allowing the greedy nobles to enslave the common people. When they realized their mistakes in their later years, they used their lives to make up for it. They were dedicated to the sake of the entire common people. In contrast, if you use brute force, and What era can it lead to?"

"Brute force can only make you know how to kill. Such monarchs and emperors will not be engraved on them in the future. They will be lost in the long river of history after their mission is completed. Only wisdom can lead to the road of truth and achieve eternal success. Lord of the Abyss!"

After all, the students were silent and scolded bloody.

What's more, I have strengthened my determination to become a wise and sage in my heart, study hard and accumulate knowledge.

After this class ended, many students walked out of the lecture theater and discussed in the corridor, most of them lamented the complexity of the first mortal monarch in the history of the abyss.

26 Old Mitchner Street.
Silph Night Elf Academy.

Wharton opened his eyes in the room, looking at this strange world, "It's been seven years, and I've come back after seven years."

It has only been more than three months in reality, but he has been on the throne for seven years in a different world. Perhaps the lifespan of hundreds of years is very short for the extraordinary race, and the king who has only been on the throne for a few years.
But he has experienced a lot and endured a lot.

Outside, some students in this academy, and even a few other old people, gave him a lot of help to barely reach this level.

It is the gathering of the wisdom of all.

A message from the little assistant of the magic badge came to my ears:

"Correcting contribution points for second-level student Wharton"

"Promote the opening of the undead system development technology (A), crystal seed planting technology (A), magic core meditation method (A), magic crystal scepter (B)."

"A total of 170 two results, should they be handed over to the academy?"

"Hand in." Wharton pressed his forehead, feeling some pain.

"You have obtained [-] contribution points, do you want to exchange the catalog?"

"Leave it alone." Wharton sighed.

"The last chapter you set——"The Twilight of the Bone Dragon Monarch Wharton" has been edited and edited, and it consumes a total of 3 contribution points. Do you want to upload it?" The little elf assistant asked again.

"One movie a month, wait a month later."

Wharton thought in his heart that this should be the last movie, and there will be no more in the short term.

After all, it's over.

The original intention is only to give the common people's awareness, and it has reached this level at present.

"I should take a break."

he thought.

During those seven years, he worked hard every day, endured tremendous pressure, and was tired and bitter in his heart, which consumed too much of his energy.

He also discovered that after the body in the different world died, the seven years he spent in it were the seven years that really consumed his life!

The soul also has a lifespan, and there is also a seven-year lifespan of the soul that has really disappeared.

Of course, the harvest is also extremely rich.

As a half-elf, I still have seven years of accumulated experience, and I am slowly breaking through to the fifth sense, a gold-level powerhouse.

Looking at the world now, it is already 33 times faster.

Under my ultra-fast perspective, the surroundings are unimaginably slow.

It's like The Flash's point of view.

"I'm just a half-elf, and my life span is about half. If my life span is 400 times less than 33 years, in the eyes of ordinary people, I probably only have a life span in my early ten years, so I'm going to die, right?"

He couldn't help but smile wryly.

But he knows that it is not a loss. In the eyes of outsiders, ten years is really a lifespan of more than 400 years.

It's just that at this lifespan, he is no longer a creature of the same world as a "mortal".

They are too slow.

It is even impossible to communicate, including the students in the college.

It is entirely conceivable that I will become very lonely in human society in the future.

"Extraordinary beings" and "ordinary people" are not in the same world at all, and it is even difficult to communicate with each other, like talking to a deaf old man with dementia.

This may be the loneliness on the road to the gods, and it is destined to pay some price.

"You are dead, and you need 5 contribution points to re-enter the different world. Do you want to pay?" the elf assistant said.

"Not Paying."

Wharton knew what level he was, and he had exhausted all his strength to reach this point, and it would be a waste to go in again.

2.5 or 3 blood potions are exchanged, and the 5 re-entry is like stealing money in comparison.

It has promoted a big era, and it is basically impossible to achieve this level in the future. Seventy thousand contribution points can be said to be extremely precious.

"I'm going to take a break."

He sorted out his strength.

It seems that he is a gold-level powerhouse with five senses, but he is a necromancer, without bone dragons and all kinds of baby skeletons, he is just an empty shelf.

He looked at the materials for exchanging skeletons again, and re-created the exchanging directory for skeleton bone dragons in reality.

The astronomical figure of the exchange made him a little dizzy.

Very reluctant.

"Forget it, so be it. Anyway, in reality, wizards still use guns more practically. They can be exchanged for a skeleton knight's materials to make them, and serve as the facade of this secret academy in human society."

He felt that he would only be able to live in the high tower of the college in the future, and that he would be in a generation gap with other students and even other old men.

This is probably a side effect.

"I have to rest for a while." He lay on the bed.

"The so-called time traveler is nothing more than that."

Seeing this scene, Li Qing couldn't help thinking.

"Even the modern industrial technology with the earth can only go to this level. The weakest abyss emperor can't expect a more powerful future extraordinary era. After completely surpassing the civilization level of the earth, what can the traversers do? A hero who leads the times."

Now that these guys' backgrounds have been completely drained, they can be left aside in the future, and they don't need to pay too much attention to them, just let Sylph control them.

It's not that Li Qing wants to kill the donkey.

After all, most of the time the natives are stronger and easier to use.

The so-called time traveler went to a supernatural world, or even a higher world with gods. That is, to be proud of it in the online article, because the author gave them all kinds of golden fingers, otherwise they would beat the natives with their heads?

Put yourself in the shoes of others.

Do you really think that your IQ, ability, and talent are stronger than billions or tens of billions of people in other worlds?
And Wharton, the traverser, also has golden fingers.

There are merits in modern society's science and technology, which allowed him to create a line of skeleton machinery, and barely carry this era, but this golden finger is useless after one use.