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Horrible is not enough to describe

Rainy night has never been the same as today? The anger in his heart soared to the sky, and he listed the Creator God as a must-kill.

God of Creation? Disregard for life? Seeing life as worthless? But the rainy night is not successful, the rainy night is a human race with integrity, a human race with flesh and blood and freshness.

When the rainy night returns to Terran? The tears are almost dry.

After more than a thousand years of development? The size of the human race finally broke through one billion, but this century-old disaster? Directly reduce the number of human races to tens of millions.

The overall strength of the human race is the weakest, and the 990 million human races are all mortals, so they died.

leftover? If it wasn't for Yuye's secret help all these years? Did the backhand of the arrangement play a role? Then the human race might die out directly.

Returning on a rainy night? Most of the clan was buried, but the rest? It is not an exaggeration to say that there are corpses all over the field, and tears emerged from the corners of Yu Ye's eyes again.

A troubled race of people.

Patriarch? You are finally back.

An old sixth-order god appeared in front of the rainy night, crying loudly.

In response to this disaster? Save more human races? The sixth-order god almost paid the price with his life.

By his life? In exchange for the lives of the clansmen.

Are you Little Lizi?

Yuye opened his mouth in shock, a little unbelievable

This is only a hundred years? How could it be like this?

Patriarch? Are you here?

Patriarch? We are suffering.

The end is finally over, Patriarch? Why didn't you show up during the catastrophe?

Thousands of gods gathered around, crying and looking at the rainy night; look at their appearance? Everyone is old.

Promoted to a god? You can stay young forever, and your lifespan is almost unlimited, but for the sake of your clan? These people are willing to self-disappear, self-giving.

Thank you for your hard work.

Rainy night waved, condensing the power of life to replenish the source of everyone's losses.

Can't bring them back though? But it can prolong their lifespan.

I'm coming back this time? I won't leave. I will train the tribe, the human race? One day I will become the number one clan in the final chapter.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

We trust you, Patriarch.

Tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of thousands of gods, as if seeing the grand occasion of tomorrow

Rectify the human race? The dead are gone, everything is empty, but the living? Need to continue to work hard.

Uh-huh.

Got an order? The gods dispersed and the human race was rectified.

ten years? Terran is back on track, grief remains

century? Fifty million human races multiply, sorrow weakens

Millennium time? The human race recovers one billion, or even more, and the sorrow completely disappears, it seems that that period of history? Is it a false general, a newborn human race? None mentioned.

Only the gods of the older generation? When you are busy? Will remember for a while.

these years? Thousands of gods emerged from the human race, who is the strongest? Already reached the seventh rank of God

these years? Rainy night felt that the occupations of the human race were very chaotic, and there was an urgent need to establish occupational ranks.

Rainy night plans for the human race according to the future nine-job system, under the strong promotion of high-level gods and rainy night? After thousands of years? The nine occupation system took shape.

Thousands of years have passed again? Formation of the Nine Occupational System

After all these years of development of the human race? The number has increased sharply, reaching the level of hundreds of billions, the number of people has increased, the migration of migration, the invasion of invasion, and the territory of the human race has continued to increase.

As for the high-level aspect? Appeared the first Ninth-Rank God

What about rainy nights? It is an absolute secret for the members of the lower-level human race, but for the gods above the sixth-order gods? Not really a secret.

Everyone knows: there is an old ancestor in the human race, which is the confidence of the human race to dare to expand.

As long as the ancestors don't die? Then the human race will not fall, as for the position of the patriarch? Rainy night all the time, the rest of the gods? No one has yet been able to take on it.

The newly promoted ninth-level god? Want to compete with the rainy night? As a result, he lost directly with one move.

these years? Yu Ye has passed down thousands of professions in the human race, and many sub-jobs have been passed down.

simply put? If there is no rainy night to help? It is absolutely impossible for the human race to develop so fast.

The rainy night floats in the sky of this human territory, and with a wave of his hand, the former human settlements are turned into ancestral lands, leaving behind countless inheritances.

Thousands of years have passed

this day? Walking in the ancestral land of the human race on a rainy night, admiring the current scenery and magnificence of the human race, suddenly a voice will be heard:

No, it can't be forged like this, it should be like this.

A childish voice sounded, and Yu Ye cast his gaze over.

this voice? It sounded like Goda's voice.

entry? The little boy with yellow hair came into view, held up the forging hammer, looked at the ore in his hand and said.

What do you know, continue to refine the ore.

A rough man opened his mouth and slapped the child on the head.

No, it really can't be forged like this.

There were tears in the corners of the child's eyes, but he still spoke stubbornly.

Slap, another slap, the child continued to speak, stubborn.

Slap, another slap.

Slap, another slap.

The child's face was flushed, and he continued to speak while covering his swollen cheeks: It really can't be forged like this.

The man seemed to be tired from beating up, gouged out the child's eyes, and forged it on his own.

The child picked up the forging hammer, raised flames, and forged the material in his hand. He wanted to prove himself correct.

Fuck off, wasting Lao Tzu's materials, broken apprentice? You will be fired from today on.

The man opened his mouth, and kicked the child away violently.

Well? Such a thing? Rainy Night couldn't stop it, and could only watch indifferently, as a force of forging emerged and poured into the child's body to heal his injuries.

May I have your name?

Rainy night appeared next to the child, helped him up from the ground, and spoke.

My name is Wutian.

As soon as this sentence came out, the smile on the corner of Yu Ye's mouth became even bigger.

The forging method you mentioned earlier? Are you confident?

Yes, if I follow my forging method? The quality of the equipment will definitely increase by 30%.

Come with me, I will take you to experiment with your ideas.

real?

real.

Wu Tian followed Yu Ye to a large forging room, and Wu Tian entered it and began to forge.

Looking at Wutian's forging method? Yu Ye let out a sigh.

Too immature, completely outrageous, want to become the number one blacksmith in the mainland in the final chapter? There is still a long, long way to go.

Wu Tian? I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?

Wu Tian turned his eyes and said: Yes, but I have to look at your forging skills before deciding whether to be a teacher.

hear this? A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Ye's mouth, and he took out a piece of ninth-order god ore, and swung the hammer lightly, and the power of forging was integrated into it.

next second? The golden light shines brightly, a ninth-order artifact is forged, and the breath radiates out, as if fake.

How is it? Do you want to worship me as a teacher now? Wu Tian?

Master, please accept my worship.

Wu Tian understood Yu Ye's strength in an instant, and hurriedly knelt down.

Hmm, these years? You first refine these ores.