How am I still alive?

Chapter 1553 The New Burning Legion

Sometimes, having no desires or demands is not a good thing.

There is hate only when there is love; there is pain and helplessness only when there is satisfaction and joy of getting and possessing.

“We need more fields.”

"I am already satisfied with the size of the tribe. But it would be nice if the other floors were also our territory."

"I want to paint the 300th floor in our colors. Last time I went there, it was too ugly and messy."

War requires a reason, but Lu Ping'an never expected that this overly "artsy" reason would actually be the most widely recognized within the community.

They wanted to paint the world in their own colors, so they started a war.

".Will it be useful to lower the perception of 'beauty' from the source?"

Although he was working on orders, Lu Ping'an actually always hoped that newborns would be a relatively peaceful group.

He even took the initiative to heighten his perception of "desire" and his sensibility.

This directly led to a massive increase in the value of "artists" within their group. Lu Ping'an originally hoped that this would allow them to calm down a bit, but he didn't expect it would become a reason for a large-scale war.

"It's useless. They have already formed social consciousness. You can perhaps take this opportunity to study what is called group subconsciousness and social collective consciousness. Their emotions have been interwoven into a network, and they have reached a consensus on most things. If you correct the source and reduce the generation of sensibility, the newborns will also be quickly assimilated."

Big Cat has a long-term vision. In fact, she and Fang Wen are the ones who care most about this project.

In a sense, Lu Ping'an's "achievement in creation" has surpassed her, and Fang Wen is fascinated by his ability to "create intelligent groups."

The higher the level of the animal trainer, the more he values ​​this opportunity. Without the protection of the world, it is absolutely impossible for a new intelligent race to be born and grow so easily.

"Meow? Waging war for a better world meow? That's just an excuse meow. They're hungry meow."

But Maomao saw through the truth at a glance.

"What are you doing"

"Souls, meow. They desire to be more complete, so they naturally need to eat, meow!"

The ability to evolve is the basic logic of this world. Originally it was just a rule, but when local creatures gained intelligence, that instinct turned into desire.

They desire evolution, desire a wider sky and land, and naturally, they begin to expand.

Just like what Lu Ping'an said when he was defrauding funds, as long as the new ethnic group has desires, they will naturally not stop.

But at this time, Lu, who had foreseen this, hesitated.

"Have you got feelings?"

"Um"

Lu Ping'an sighed.

Perhaps, this is what it means to treat a "child". We don't want him to be rich and powerful, we just want him to be safe and sound.

But Lu Ping'an also knew that even if he didn't raise his sensibility, as long as they had wisdom, self-awareness and desire, they would naturally fight for more.

"I will give them tools, better weapons."

The black flame spread again in this world.

Many "Black Flame Walkers" were born in this world, and more and more Black Flame professional systems were sold in the library. This kind of "flame" that could be transformed into weapons, armor, and even food was not only powerful enough, but also extremely suitable for local rules.

The Phoenix people, who were originally half-elemental beings, had a high compatibility with Black Flame. They were very quick to innovate, and some of their professions and tactics even made Lu Ping'an excited.

"Phoenix Fighter. A fifth-level warrior monk (third-level of the Phoenix Clan)."

The elemental monk profession that Lu Ping'an had been trying to learn, which combined combat and elemental control abilities, was unexpectedly born on his own creation.

The kind of fire fighting skills that ignites flames on the battlefield, transforms into a phoenix, and carries the cry of a phoenix with every punch and kick is not only extremely gorgeous, but also extremely practical.

".It's mine."

Lu Ping'an spent some time learning it on his own, and the results were very good. He was already planning to integrate it into his own combat system.

They were able to create it because they were originally semi-elemental creatures. Controlling energy and elements was their instinct, and using their bodies to fight was the most instinctive of instincts. When they obtained the fire seeds such as "Holy Fire" and "Black Flame", they naturally summed up the most suitable way of fighting.

Sufficient numbers and rich practical experience allow this approach to improve and grow rapidly.

"It seems that there are signs of natural disasters again."

The new ethnic group has already spread out on the 200th floor.

In addition to mass production of pillars, they also have normal sexual reproduction. Their gestation period is only three to five days, and the newborns can go to the front line after several days of training and instruction.

Tribes are springing up all over this area. Perhaps their organizational ability is similar to that of primitive society, but their opponents are a group of real "beasts".

The huge war dragon was disintegrated, its cubs were tamed, and the flying dragon in the sky was chased to its nest and killed directly.

And these "prey" further strengthened them.

They either removed their arms and replaced them with huge wings they had hunted, or inserted them directly into their backs and tried to control them with their shoulder blades.

Both were successful and failed. Some of the winged arms became a burden, and some of the shoulders were broken but never left the ground.

But among hundreds or thousands of experimental subjects, there are always successful ones. The first "six-armed angel" appeared, and her name has been recorded in the thin history of this new race.

When the first group of Phoenix Clan members with dragon wings mastered the skills of flying and a large number of air forces appeared in their legion, their range of activities naturally increased dramatically.

Even more powerful was the fact that some of them had begun to learn how to rewrite the "Holy Pillar", allowing that pillar to primarily produce "Angels".

Lu Ping'an remained silent. He just recorded it silently and regarded it as one of the talents of his race.

What made him speechless was that before he finished his work, several other worlds placed orders with him.

"It can't be done, it can't be finished."

There were too many coincidences in this success, and Lu Ping'an had no intention of doing it again. If he had not been favored by the world and fate, he might still be stuck at the initial stage of drawing.

Soon, this ethnic group underwent another division of labor and evolution.

Some ethnic groups have wings, some have six legs that are good at running, and some have arms and fingers that are more dexterous, convenient and practical for wielding firearms. Another part, even more excessive, has directly evolved into "human guns".

It is obvious that this race was not born for war. At least in Lu Ping'an's plan, this race was not born for war, but it showed extremely terrifying adaptability and evolution in war.

"It's not because of you. Life naturally has to compete in order to survive. When you awaken their instincts and desires, they will naturally evolve in that direction. It's just that their evolution is more efficient and more obvious."

Soon, this 200-story "small tribe" gradually gained fame.

And perhaps because many of them were covered in a faint black flame and were good at controlling fire, they had a name that made Lu Ping'an wonder if it was a leak of information from some humans.

"The Burning Legion. Hasn't this meme ended yet?"

"A name is often a projection of the spirit in the real world. Perhaps the moment you first call it out in this multiverse, it belongs to you. Creator of the Burning Legion, how does it feel?"

"Uh, uh, I feel like I will become the boss for some inexplicable reason, and then be sealed away for an even more inexplicable reason. Is it too late to change my name now? I feel the malice of the multiverse."