Fast Transmigration: Mortal Girl Upgrade

Chapter 749 Plane Cultivation 5
Although it is not as thrilling as fighting and killing, it is really the most boring task she has done, bar none.

Wu Yuan spent another 10 years in this boredom, and Chang Er finally appeared.

"Where have you been and why are you back now?"

Chang Er trembled, wondering what kind of trouble this resentful woman-like tone meant. Those who didn't know thought he was a scumbag who abandoned his wife and wandered outside without coming home.

Huh~ It's disgusting.

"Ahem," Wu Yuan resumed her seriousness, she was really bored, "Why didn't you tell me that this mud body has an expiry date, do you have any spares?"

"Spare? Do you think Xuan-level breath mud is so easy to find." Chang Er came to the mud body and looked it up, "Yo, you even got faith from those monkeys."

"Do you believe in it?" Wu Yuan looked at a primitive human who happened to come to worship, "Just hearing the name, you know it's a good thing."

Every plane god will receive the power of faith from the plane. Faith in them is the power to maintain the world. If the creatures in a world don't believe in their god, his position as a plane god will come to an end.

Chang Er doesn't care about the sliver of belief that has been separated, there is no myth and legend in any world.

"Okay, don't get the advantage and act like a good boy. 30 years have passed..."

"Twenty-three thousand four hundred and one day."

Chang Er was surprised, "How do you know so clearly?"

Wu Yuan, because she was bored and alone for several days.

"Now there is not much time left. My registration time is coming soon. You have to evolve this group of barbaric primitive people into normal people before that day. This is already my minimum requirement."

"Normal person? Like me? That's not a low request."

The requirements are not low, but he doesn't have enough time, and he doesn't want to make a fool of himself in front of those guys.If he can't even register for a competition, the teacher will definitely be disappointed with him.

Wu Yuan didn't know what was going on in his heart. To be honest, she wanted to finish this task early for tens of millions of years.

"I can't help you in this situation. Get me a body."

"It's impossible to get another one, so I can only use this one first, and it should be able to use it a few times with some water."

As he spoke, Chang Er's ears moved, and a transparent glass similar to a kettle appeared, and the kettle slowly moved towards Mud's body, and the water in the kettle was poured on it.

"Okay, let's go in, this time it should last for 5000 years."

Last time it was 5000 years, this time it was 500 years, the efficiency was directly cut in half, so the end result is only [-] years?
But what made Wu Yuan even more curious was the water in the kettle, but it was a pity that Chang Er put it away in the next second.

With the first experience, before going in this time, she summoned Brother Puppet and asked him to put clothes on Ni.

When the worshiping primitive man picked up the stone tools on the ground and stood up, he found that the puppet brother was doing strange things and could not help but warn him that it was the gods who could not touch it.

Seeing that the clothes were put on, Wu Yuan entered the mud body again, and the primitive man in front of him witnessed the transformation of the mud body with his own eyes.

Words such as frightened and terrified cannot describe his current mood. With a plop, the primitive man knelt down again, and his mouth kept grunting, which probably meant that the gods were manifesting themselves.

Wu Yuan twisted his arms and neck, "Let's start working."

5000 years is a long time to others, but to Wu Yuan who has experienced hundreds of thousands of years, it is only 10 sunrises and sunsets.

There is not much time, but the current primitive people are already a bit wise, and with the addition of her "resurrection" as a god, they should not be too handy in handling things.

Their receptive ability has become slightly stronger, and their weapons have slowly evolved from stone tools to iron weapons. What Wu Yuan is most proud of is that it took them five thousand years to gradually form a tribe.

It's just that when she turned into a mud body again, her mud body was fought for.

Chang Er looked at the primitive people fighting with each other, "Why don't you go in again?"

"No rush, let's watch them fight first."

Only when there are struggles can there be divisions, only when there are grades can there be comparisons, and only when there are comparisons can we work hard.

A large group of primitive people was divided into ten tribes, distributed in various regions, each occupying land as king.

In the end, Wu Yuan's mud body was captured by the most powerful Yao tribe, and was placed in the mud-built ancestral hall by the chief of the Yao tribe. People would come to worship every day.

Thousands of years have passed, and the distribution points of tribes have increased, and the evolution of creatures has accelerated. With the change and migration of geographical locations, different ethnic groups have emerged on the continents of the world.

Today, for the first time on the continent of this world, a war broke out, a scramble for territory.

Wu Yuan and Chang'er stood in mid-air, watching the battle between the two groups below, they had no moves but jumped up and down and waved randomly.

"Why don't you teach them some moves next time, this fight looks too ugly."

Long ears, can't take it out, can't take it out...

Casualties are certain, the victorious side rushes into the losing side's group unscrupulously, killing and plundering are natural.

After thousands of years, the Yao tribe who first captured Wu Yuan's clay body has long since been destroyed, and Brother Puppet embarked on a journey of wandering with her clay body on his back.

There are only the last 30 years left before the 1-year limit, and the evolution of primitive humans has reached a bottleneck. Wu Yuan asked Chang Er to put her into the mud again.

"Alas, time is indeed a knife, and no one has worshiped it for me in the past tens of thousands of years." This power of faith has not been obtained for ten days or a year.

This time, the time is only 2000 years. Wu Yuan found the nearest ethnic group and changed into their animal skin costumes.

"Are you the patriarch of the Rain Clan?"

Patriarch Yu looked at the fair and skinny woman in front of him strangely, and was wary, "Which tribe did you send here!"

They learned and even began to create words, but the words were spoken with a strong accent.

As soon as Patriarch Yu finished speaking, two tall men held smooth stone spears and pointed at Wu Yuan's neck.

It was strange to say that the world was full of spiritual energy at the beginning, but no matter how hard she practiced, she couldn't integrate into this clay body. In the end, she could only rely on this powerful gift to crush them.

Wu Yuan thought about it for a while, "I'm an undisciplined person. Seeing the prosperity of your tribe, I want to make a deal with you."

In one sentence, I heard two incomprehensible words, "Sanren? Trading? What do you mean?!"

Wu Yuan spent an hour explaining and ruling out the suspicion that he was a spy.

"Then what do you trade with us?"

Now that there is no currency, we can only start the most basic barter, "what do you need."

Asking for the hides of cattle, sheep and livestock was directly rejected by Wu Yuan, "Equivalent exchange!" It took her another hour to explain to them what it meant.

Patriarch Yu thought for a while and said to those onlookers, "What do you need in exchange?"

(End of this chapter)