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Yan Zhaozhu didn't know what kind of existence the Mirage Emperor was.

But he knew what kind of existence this Emperor Chi You was on the earth.

In a word, if Chiyou had won the battle of Zhuolu, the Chinese nation would no longer be the descendants of Yan and Huang, but the descendants of Chiyou.The entire Chinese history of 5000 years will be completely rewritten.

What kind of war was the Battle of Zhuolu?Chi You led the tribe against the tribe of Yanhuang and Yanhuang. Legend has it that the former is brave and good at fighting. He can use spells and can attract the power of wind, thunder, rain and fog. Defeating Chi You established the status of the ancestor of the Chinese nation.

The discovery of murals telling ancient myths in the underground ruins is already very incredible.

In the mural, the scepter suspected to have been used by Chi You appeared in outer space, and it also had a connection with Mirage.

While Yan Zhaozhu was thinking, he returned to his residence, and Aku followed behind him with short legs.

To be honest, he didn't feel overly shocked when faced with such an unimaginable thing, it may have been honed through repeated refreshments of the Three Views.

His thoughts became clearer and more rational, and two questions that he noticed a long time ago but never found the answer to, emerged.

Why is there no reproductive isolation between mirages and earthlings?

Mirages are obviously also carbon-based organisms, and possess a complete genetic shield.But they have no supernatural powers and have never experienced the zombie apocalypse.So where did their genetic shields come from?

Yan Zhaozhu always thought that due to limited knowledge, these two questions might not be answered until he came into contact with more known conditions.

Now he found that he was wrong, he didn't need to know anything more, the answer to the question was probably the simplest one.

There is no reproductive isolation. The simplest answer is that the earthlings and mirages were originally the same species.

As for the source of the mirages' genetic shields, the simplest answer is that their genetic shields were shaped by generations of human transformation.

Artificially transforming the shield requires a lot of resources, and the earth's technology cannot achieve this capability, which does not mean that the origin stone civilization cannot achieve it either.Obviously, there is an inextricable connection between the mirage civilization and the origin stone civilization.

There used to be two races living in the ruins, and two languages ​​were used. One of these two languages ​​is the demon script, and the other is the mirage script.

How did mianxi people learn mianxi language?It is very interesting that whenever Yan Zhaozhu asked Aku the question "how did xxx be invented", more than half of the answers he got were "written in ancient scrolls" or "taught by the emperor to future generations".Even writing, which symbolizes the root of civilization, is also "handed down from the great emperor."

The entire Mirage civilization is like a crappy copycat. For thousands of years, it only knows how to follow the instructions of the Great Emperor to babble, knowing it but not knowing why.

This is why our nation has become descendants of Yan and Huang instead of descendants of Chiyou.

The descendants of Chiyou are no longer on the earth, they were taken to outer space, settled down, established a family, and expanded their territory.

This is also one of the most concise answers to reproductive isolation.Facts have proved for thousands of years that the simplest is often the truth, and the scientific community has always believed in the beauty of simplicity in theory, and believes that the more ultimate a proposition is, the simpler it is to describe.

Yan Zhaozhu raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky in autumn.The color of Lan Yinyin looks so shallow, clear, fresh and elegant.

A thin layer of watercolor should not be able to cover the colorful and bizarre colors underneath.

But the real sky is pitch black, a battlefield where light cones race, and a bottomless depth.

The most frightening thing is that when a ray of light far away from the stars, after a long journey, over the torrent of stars and men, finally comes to you and forms an image on your retina, the story in that image has happened for many years. forward.

It finally radiates to you and brings you under the jurisdiction of fate, but you are powerless to resist what has happened.

Yan Zhaozhu said to Aku: "Turn on the communication, talk to the North Pole."

Aku said: "Now? The captain's room is sealed, and no one can get in. People in the North Pole can't get that stick now."

"It's not about taking the scepter." Yan Zhaozhu said, "You connect to the communication and ask Mu Qing to come and talk to me."

"okay."

"I want to confirm a conjecture." Yan Zhaozhu said to himself.

The communication was quickly connected, Aku cast a holographic projection, and Mu Qing's figure appeared in front of him.

It has only been two weeks since he was sent to the North Pole, and the pits and sarcoids on his face have smoothed out a lot, and the ugly wound at the corner of his mouth has disappeared.Obviously, clinical trials have made a breakthrough.

Mu Qing was in a good mood. In fact, even before the end of the world, he was rarely so happy.

"Is something wrong?" He asked with a smile.

"You look fine."

"Of course, hahaha."

"Recently busy with clinical experiments, do you continue to study the language of Origin Stone civilization?"

"Of course, how can I slack off what you ordered to do."

"Okay." Yan Zhaozhu clenched a fist with one hand and pressed it against the crowd, the peak of the fist turned red, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.He paused for a moment and asked, "Can you translate the word Chi You?"

"Huh?" Mu Qing was taken aback.

"Can you translate the word Chi You?"

"No, it's a personal name, Brother Yan."

"What if you insist on translation?"

Mu Qing said: "How do you translate this? Chi You, Chi You... Chi," he paused suddenly.

"What?" Yan Zhaozhu asked.

"Is transliteration okay?" Mu Qing scratched his head, "I just learned a new word these days, and the pronunciation sounds very similar to the word Chi You... Well, I know it's a bit unreliable, you let me Think again."

"Wait," Yan Zhaozhu said, "what's the word?"

"Ah, brother Yan, are you serious? Transliteration is also okay?"

"Hurry up, don't blot the ink."

"Actually, it's not a vocabulary, it's also a name, a place name." Mu Qing said, "It seems to be the hometown of prehistoric civilization or a colony. According to the data, it is a place where the sky is full of mirages. The scenery is beautiful. Yes. A signature scenic spot of prehistoric civilization...although I don't know where it is, hahaha."

"The sky is full of... mirages..."

"Yeah, the back of the planet is reflected in the sky, it's so beautiful just thinking about it."

Aku was stunned by the sound, "The sky is full of mirages, isn't that the birthplace of the Great Emperor? According to the legend, it is the hometown of the Great Emperor."

Yan Zhaozhu cut off the communication with Mu Qing, and the second monk Mu Qingzhang on the other side couldn't figure it out, so he went back to the laboratory to continue his research.

Aku was still saying: "That's the legendary mirage, the holy land of mirage people's belief."

"You great emperor, you named yourself simply and rudely with the name of his hometown. Chiyou Chiyou, that's what the enemy called him. If you use his own language, this name might be like water born lotus. Ordinary." Yan Zhaozhu said, "Even including the naming of the main star of Mirage, it's just his nostalgia for his hometown."

"The Great Emperor is Chi You, and Chi You is the Great Emperor. That's right, he originally had the title of Great Emperor Chi You on Earth."

"You are not strangers who are not familiar with the earth, you are two ethnic groups who are in the same line as us."

"If that's the case, Chi You is an intelligent life form of the Origin Stone civilization. After losing the battle, he left here with a group of Earthlings."

"No, not just Chiyou, but also Nuwa, Fuxi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the ancient gods...they are not legends, they are real beings, and they are advanced civilizations that once controlled the lifeline of the earth."

Aku asked: "But where are they now? Those are all ancient legends. After Xia, Shang and Zhou, they disappeared."

"In the legend, the gods retreated to retreat, and fell to fall. They encountered a disaster, a disaster that even the gods could not escape."

He remembered the obscure diary.

[It just helps us choose the most obscure, longest, and most desperate one among all the ending methods. 】

"This disaster is so serious that it threatens their immortality. It forces them to drop everything and deal with it with all their might."

[The young people who still have energy and are still full of enthusiasm have formulated the final Fourteen Yanji plan. 】

"But they were not completely crushed by the disaster..." Yan Zhaozhuo murmured.

[The third Origin Stone planet will be exiled in this epoch... or released into a new baby—for now, let’s use the word baby to call our new home. 】

"They're still refusing to give up, they're still going against the current to turn the tide, they're still fighting for the last hope of survival. They may have a plan brewing, one that uses the earth as a springboard, one," he paused.

A resurrection plan.

Shen Yonghui found Yan Zhaozhu on the highest rooftop in the city.The latter stood in front of the railing, looking at the movement of the battlefield ahead.

A piece of clothes fell on him, he turned his head, Shen hugged his shoulders with both hands, and straightened the clothes, "It's cold."

"I'm not afraid of the cold."

"That also needs to add clothes."

"This is the difference between what you think you should wear long johns and what your mother thinks you should wear long johns." Yan Zhaozhu rolled his eyes.

Shen used a dark hand to slide to his waist, hugging him tightly from behind.

A gust of cold wind blows over, and the hair and the corners of the clothes are clamoring wildly.Yan Zhaozhu leaned his head back against his shoulder and opened his arms.

"Go back to the capital tomorrow?" Shen Yonghui whispered in his ear.

"Ah."

"What are you going to do when you go back?"

"Expand, build, cultivate, become stronger."

"By the way, I have something to tell you. When Ganoderma lucidum returned to the capital to change shifts yesterday, I met the earth-type supernatural being you appointed to explore the ruins. He said that the place has been found."

"This is the first one in North China, we have to find the second one." Yan Zhaozhuo said, "But it's not enough, even if we add two in North China, one in East China and one in Jiangnan, it's still not enough."

"Aren't you not interested in excavating the ruins?"

"It's different now. Now I just want to dig them all out, and in a safe and controllable situation, to ensure that the things in the ruins will not fall into the hands of outsiders."

After Yan Zhaozhu finished speaking, he told him his speculation lightly.

After Shen Yonghui listened, he only said: "It's time for the Huaxia Alliance to expand."

"Yes, from north to south." Yan Zhaozhu made a virtual stroke in the air, "Plateau, Basin, Northeast, Jiangnan, South China, Islands."

"Going north to Siberia and going south to the Pacific Ocean, there are shadows of prehistoric relics everywhere. If one cannot be dug out, another one will be dug until it covers the entire Far East. One day, their old nest will be dug clean."

"I'm just wondering," he hesitated, "Single-handedly, is the speed a bit slow compared to the distance of the target? Of course, it's just one-sided."

Shen Yonghui said: "Do you want to find someone to join forces?"

"nor……"

"Would you like to hear my advice?"

"You said."

"If we don't unite, we won't unite with others until that point." Shen Yonghui said, "The earth is so huge that we can't participate in the southern hemisphere alone. The future is unknown, and everything we do is just to prepare for a rainy day. Therefore, Just do what you can within the limits.”

"What's a limp organization going to do here? Do you watch stealing and intrigue every day? Yan Zhaozhu."

He let go of his arms, stood opposite Yan Zhaozhuo, and raised his hand to trace the shape of his cheek.

He looked into his deep and vast eyes, and said fascinatedly: "Yan Zhaozhu, you are not that kind of person. Your momentum and courage should not be wasted on the private affairs of human beings. You don't need to worry about those."

"You have Ganoderma lucidum, Gao Han, Zhao Anbang, Qi Dongchao, Lin Nian, Xie Chudie, Geng Hanfei, Yan Yizheng, Mu Qing, Liu Yishou...and me. Let us worry about these things."

"What you want is not cooperation, but domination. It's the right to speak, it's a strong position, and it's orders that are like mountains, and you dare not follow them."

"Because you can lead the world into a new era."