I'm not a drama god

The moment Yao Qing's voice echoed over the Red Dust Realm, the world became quiet.

The blue Shinto star hung in the sky, and countless shadows of great men were looking at the end of the Shinto... There, Yao Qing stood tall, and in front of him was nothingness.

He was waiting for the ancient world to respond, he was waiting for the ninth step.

The next moment, the scene in front of Yao Qing changed.

In the void, it seemed as if something was descending. It had no entity, but was everywhere... The moment it descended, a huge amount of information flooded into Yao Qing's mind.

His consciousness seemed to transcend time and space. He witnessed with his own eyes the birth of the first human being in nature, and witnessed with his own eyes a group of people struggling to survive under the erosion of time... When they first sharpened branches into sharp spikes, when they first carved crooked patterns on rocks, when they first lit a fire at the entrance of a cave, a deafening thunder exploded in Yao Qing's ears!

From that moment on, the foundation of human civilization took deep root in the turbulent years. The edge of the long river of time brushed Yao Qing's cheek. He saw the day and night like light and shadow sweeping through the gaps of swaying leaves, flickering madly. Human civilization was rapidly piling up in units of thousands of years.

More and more symbols were engraved on stones; scattered tribes intertwined into towns, rising from the river banks; brightly colored cloths dotted the lively crowds; some people danced happily around the high bonfires; some people used herbs to apply to their wounds; some people used stone dice with different numbers of round holes to entertain themselves...

Yao Qing's pupils kept shrinking, and the light of civilization flickered wildly in them. He saw that the pyramid of human civilization was getting higher and higher over the years. Not only did it not shake at all under the erosion of time, but it became more magnificent and dazzling!

In the eyes of others, Yao Qing was still standing on the eighth step, with nothing in front of him;

But in his own eyes, he was already standing before the vast tower of civilization...

He is as small as an ant.

"Is this... the ancient world?" Yao Qing murmured to himself.

Times are changing, and civilization is still accumulating. He saw neon lights flickering briefly in the darkness, and then quickly extinguished into nothingness. After the catastrophe, the human realm was born... He saw the mortal world.

Three hundred years is an unreachable time for human beings, but in the eyes of human civilization, it is just a blink of an eye.

He saw the false world rising from the nuclear ruins, millions of people multiplying and living in the picture, the past order was gradually replaced, and the new order was slowly generated... Millions of people were just a tiny branch in the destiny of mankind, but the destiny of this branch was indeed changed because of Yao Qing.

The existence of the mortal world is not perfect. Under the prosperous and beautiful surface, it nourishes sin and evil, but that is not the fault of Yao Qing or anyone else...

Ultimately, it’s human nature itself.

Human nature is older than human civilization and is an imprint in human genes that cannot be changed. The prosperity and splendor of human civilization are largely derived from human nature, but where there is light, there is darkness. The evil of human nature will always exist in any era and any civilization. It may be restrained by extremely strict laws, but it will never disappear.

If Fu Sheng Hui had not been founded by Yao Qing, the dark side of human nature nurtured in the despair of nuclear ruins would only become more brutal and rampant.

Art has indeed changed the times.

The aura of the ancient world slowly receded around Yao Qing, and the towering tower of human civilization gradually faded from his sight... But at the same time, the ninth step was slowly outlined in the nothingness in front of Yao Qing.

That was the symbol of human civilization's recognition of Yao Qing. It was the last step that the ancient world had given him...

Heaven and earth grant the throne!!

“…He succeeded?” Upon seeing this, Wuji Jun’s pupils suddenly shrank!

The moment he saw this step appear, a faint smile finally broke out on Yao Qing's old face.

This smile was simple and pure. The ignorant boy who was once called a sissy finally overcame all the storms and witnessed the clearing of the sky... When he really stood in front of the ninth step, he seemed to have turned back into that boy.

"It can be said that I have no regrets in this life."

Yao Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his feet, and gently landed on the ninth step...

The next moment, the loud sound of people climbing the stairs was like the sound of a bell, resounding throughout the world! !

……

Stealing ancient treasures.

Gray clouds flowed under the empty sky.

On the desolate and silent land, a magnificent temple in the European medieval style stands tall. Countless treasures and glass-like floor-to-ceiling windows reflect light, making it shine like the only dazzling pearl in the gray world.

Through the colorful glazed windows, you can see tens of millions of cultural treasures displayed between the temples... rusty bronze weapons, a jeweled Ming Dynasty gold tripod, Louis XV's Saint-Germain soup bowl, an Indian crown inlaid with eleven Colombian emeralds, Leonardo da Vinci's yellowed manuscripts, and a perfect classic Ferrari 250 LM...

These treasures from different times and regions have gathered here across time and space, as if an invisible hand has stolen the most precious things of every civilization over the years and treasured them in this magnificent temple.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the temple, an extremely oppressive silver throne silently towered above all the treasures.

"what……"

In the deadly silent temple, a light exclamation suddenly sounded. A figure on the silver throne slowly opened his eyes.

He was a man wearing a British-style white shirt and a gray gentleman's vest. The gold-carved buttons were neatly arranged in front of his body, and his long black curly hair was draped behind his ears. He looked like an aristocrat from the European Middle Ages.

His facial features are three-dimensional and his eyes are light blue. Although he has the facial features of a Westerner, he retains the softness of an Oriental face, like a mixed-race person.

"Is this a gift from heaven and earth... I never thought that in this era, Qingshen Dao could produce a demigod."

He supported his head with one hand and looked at a certain direction in the void with interest. With the other hand, he produced an ancient Roman gold coin from somewhere and rolled it lightly between his slender fingertips.

"Qingshen Dao is quite interesting. It would be nice to borrow it to play with for a few days..."

He raised his brows slightly, flicked his fingertips, and the gold coin rolled into the sky. At the same time, he raised his slender palm, as if trying to grab something out of nothingness... but the next moment, his fingertips stopped in mid-air.

He seemed to have discovered something and frowned slightly.

jingle——

The Aulis gold coin fell to the ground with a crisp sound. After turning over twice, it lay on the ground motionless.

"Since you are so pitiful, I won't steal this time..." He shook his head with some regret.

"I thought there would be one more interesting guy in the world... What a pity."