Rebuilding Terra

It was a quiet and peaceful day. The sun was like a lively elf, lightly passing through layers of clouds, and then gently falling on the earth like golden silk threads, as if covering all things in the world with a layer of dreamy golden gauze.

In the valley that was so quiet and peaceful that it seemed like a fairyland on earth, Nuwa stood quietly. Her graceful figure was like a willow swaying in the wind, or a peerless fairy flower quietly blooming in the mountains. Her eyes were slightly lowered, as if she was contemplating the deepest mysteries of the universe. Her focused expression seemed as if the whole world was in her thoughts. The breeze blew gently, and her silky long hair fluttered gently like the waves of water, and every strand of hair seemed to be telling the story of the years.

At this time, there seemed to be a faint ripple in the space, and Alice appeared silently beside Nuwa like an elf that suddenly jumped out of the mysterious void. Her footsteps were as light as stepping on the clouds, without making even the slightest sound. Alice's face was filled with a gentle and kind smile, which was like the warmest sunshine in spring, which could instantly dispel the haze in people's hearts and make people feel close to her involuntarily. Her eyes were shining with wisdom like bright stars, and the light was deep and bright, as if it contained endless knowledge and mysteries.

Alice moved her lips slightly, and her voice, as soft and clear as the sound of nature, reached Nuwa's ears: "Niangniang Nuwa, I came here today with an idea in my mind that may be able to help you reach a higher level." When Nuwa heard these sudden words, she raised her head slightly, and a hint of curiosity and doubt flashed in her eyes as bright as autumn water.

That hint of curiosity was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples in her heart and making her look forward to Alice's next words; and that hint of doubt was like a faint cloud, lingering between her eyes, causing her to frown slightly, pondering the deeper meaning of Alice's words.

Alice looked at Nuwa's curious and puzzled expression, paused slightly, as if she was organizing her thoughts, and then continued slowly: "Nuwa, have you ever heard of the principle of Ozma's creation of demons? I was thinking that we might be able to learn some secrets from it, and then you can try to create a race of your own. If so, maybe you can take this opportunity to successfully achieve the supreme holy position." Nuwa listened quietly to Alice's words, and the whole person seemed to fall into deep thought in an instant.

She stood there quietly, motionless, like a beautiful statue, with only her slightly twinkling eyes showing her inner activities. The light in her beautiful eyes flickered, like the stars that kept twinkling in the night sky. The light contained her in-depth thinking about this suggestion. She repeatedly weighed the feasibility of this suggestion, thinking about the opportunities and challenges it contained, and thinking about what kind of earth-shaking changes this decision would bring to the whole world.

Nuwa was silent for a moment, then she moved her lips slightly, and her voice flowed out like clear spring water: "I have heard of Ozma's method of creating demons, but I still need to carefully consider how to learn from the secrets and how to apply them to the creation of a new race."

As time passed quietly like a silent stream, Nuwa began to devote herself to her research. She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, forgetting the passage of time and everything around her. During the day, the sun shone on her body, and she paced back and forth in the valley, her steps firm and steady. In her mind, countless ideas kept flashing like bright stars, and each idea seemed like a shining star, with unique light and possibilities.

Her fingers gently slid through the air, the movement was light and agile, as if she was describing the appearance of a future race in the air. Each trace seemed to be a little idea and expectation of that race in her heart.

The flowers, plants and trees in the valley seemed to sense Nuwa's inner struggle and thinking. The breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if they were also cheering Nuwa on. The rustling sound was like a gentle whisper, as if telling Nuwa not to give up and to persevere. Nuwa sometimes sat by the stream, quietly gazing at the gurgling stream. The clear stream was like a flowing ribbon, sparkling. She seemed to draw inspiration from the flowing water, and every drop of water and every ripple seemed to tell her the mystery of life and the power of creation. Sometimes, she would stand on the top of the mountain and look far into the endless sky. The vast sky seemed like a huge canvas, waiting for her to depict it with her wisdom and creativity. She tried to find the answer from the endless sky, from the ever-changing clouds, from the twinkling stars, looking for inspiration to create a perfect race.

After countless days and nights of deep contemplation, which seemed like a long and challenging journey, Nuwa finally made a decision, a well-thought-out and resolute one. Her eyes shone with determination, as if she had seen the way forward. She decided to create a new race in the form of the gods.

In her heart, this race will have wisdom, which is like a bright flame that can illuminate their way forward; they will have emotions, which are like warm sunshine that can make them care for and support each other; they will have strength, which is like a solid shield that can make them move forward bravely in the face of difficulties and challenges. They will multiply and thrive in this vast and boundless world, like a spark that gradually spreads. They will use their own hands and wisdom to write their own legends, leave a strong and colorful mark in the long river of history, and become an indispensable part of this world.

Alice nodded slightly and responded, "Yes, Goddess Nuwa, this does require careful consideration. However, I believe that with your wisdom and ability, you will be able to find the most appropriate method. You see, in the process of Ozma creating the demon, there must be some key factors and principles that we can use. We can draw inspiration from them, and combined with the unique power and laws of the primitive world, perhaps we can create a brand new race full of infinite possibilities."

Nuwa narrowed her eyes slightly and looked deeply into the distance, as if she saw the birth of a new race in the endless distance. She said slowly: "Well, you are right, but the issues involving the balance of power and the essence of life need further exploration and research. After all, creating a new race is not a simple matter. It is related to the balance and development of the entire prehistoric world."

Alice nodded again in agreement: "That's true, Lady Nuwa. But I firmly believe that as long as we work together and plan carefully, we will be able to find the best solution to allow this new race to bloom with unique brilliance in the prehistoric world and bring new vitality and vigor to the entire world."

Nuwa sighed softly and said, "Okay, then let's work together to explore the mysteries in depth and make full preparations for creating a new race. However, this process will definitely be full of challenges and difficulties, and we must have enough patience and determination."

Alice showed a determined smile on her face and said, "Nuwa, I won't compete with you for merit. I believe you will succeed."

In the valley, the breeze was still blowing gently, and Nuwa's figure appeared particularly firm under the sunlight. Their conversation seemed to be the prelude to the great creation to come.