Shepherding Humanity

Holy cherry blossom dynasty year 33.

The cherry blossom Emperor’s body was surrounded by terrifying flames as she roamed the land. She stepped into the deathly silent mountains, rivers, oceans, lava, and deserts. She wandered through the ruins and a beautiful world of blooming flowers.

She wanted to find something, but she could not find anything.

The world was empty, and it had become extremely strange.

The ancient God seemed to have disappeared from the world, just like hailandong in the past. He was getting old, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find the ancient existence.

"Perhaps, he will appear at a suitable time and not now …”

At this time, this great God would also stop at the peak of the mountain, by the shore, holding a bright red umbrella and looking down at the vast land. He would not move and would stand there for several months.

She was waiting for the chance encounter of her final fate.

She had a premonition and was looking forward to its arrival. She had too many questions.

I gathered the calculations of an entire world and separated that sentence into 1876 fragments according to the changes in emotion and syllables. I let the most elite scientists of mankind analyze it. In this sentence, I heard seven changes in emotion …

Happy, free and easy, delighted, relieved, delighted …

"But in the end, I can’t read his mind.”

The emotional changes in the book might be like what I said before. It’s a blessing for a new life, free and easy, joy … It’s the same context as mine, but ultimately …”

"I have a vague premonition that the meaning is completely different.”

"What he’s going to say will completely shock us!”

Caroline could only sigh as she recalled her conversation with harlandon. The two of them had seen the beginning of the world.

On behalf of the human race, I saw the ancient origins of the human race. I traced back the memories of the human race and saw a God holding two babies and speaking a mysterious language.

Harlandon represents magical beasts. He killed the God of magical beasts. finba, and traced back to the ancestral memories of the magical beasts. He also saw a God who raised powerful magical beasts, including finba. as if he was training his pets. He rang bells, held a plate, and trained …

The origin of humans was already difficult to fathom, and with the origin of magical beasts mixed together, the mystery of the two origins became even more shrouded in fog, making it impossible to see the truth of history.

Holy Sakura dynasty, year 34.

The cherry blossom Empress seemed to have let go of her dictatorship and left the matters of the undead race to others. She continued to wander the mountains and rivers, still looking for something.

Some people said that she was looking for the path to become a God. After all, she was already a high-level God!

Some people said that she was very lonely. This feeling of being invincible was something that no living being could understand. It was a kind of loss and loneliness.

However, more people were whispering. She was looking for the mysterious God in the legend, the Super ancient God that existed in the civilization before the one before.

She wanted to challenge that God, which was in line with her tyrant, murderous, and wreaking havoc personality!

However, no one knew what the cherry blossom Empress was thinking, and no one dared to ask her about it. She was too terrifying, and she was bloodthirsty by nature. Someone had calculated that she had probably killed more than three billion people from various races on this ancient land of lava!

With her obvious deferment of power, some heavenly emperors began to scheme against each other to seize the power of the corpse race.

Holy Sakura dynasty, year 36.

The civilization was still developing in the ruins. One by one, the celestial emperors came to seek an audience and reported,

"Reporting to God, the number of newborns in our corpse race is decreasing day by day among billions of walking corpses! It should be very difficult for the rest to appear. We’ve passed the outbreak period of our clan’s newborns.”

Reporting to the gods, our corpse race has already reproduced on our own and become the main source of population birth. It’s far better than waiting for the accidental birth in the corpse group!

….

On the divine throne, she held an umbrella and closed her eyes slightly.

This was a matter of course.

A race’s self-reproduction and offspring were a stable source of replenishment for the race.

It would be too unstable to wait for the zombies in the sea of people to occasionally give birth to new lives to join them … Even though the corpse race was born from the vast corpse sea, they were equivalent to the ancestors of the corpse race and were extremely talented.

Two years passed.

In the throne Palace, the cherry blossom Empress still had her eyes closed. Her gaze pierced through the palace and into the distant sky. are you still not coming? ” she asked.

She was waiting for a chance encounter, like a heavy rain in her life. She already wanted to leave the days of ruling the corpse race like this. As the only existence of the old, she wanted to let go of this new world completely.

"Is it not the time to meet me yet?”

A faint sigh came from the godly Palace.

She felt a deep sense of loneliness, as if she had been rejected by this world, and everything had become extremely strange.

Another year had passed, and time was passing by.

Another heavenly Emperor reported some matters.

Reporting to the gods, the dozens of celestial emperors have discussed and agreed that the corpse race should establish order!

"Order?” Cherryblossoms smiled and asked, ” what order should we establish? ”

She was still curious to see how they would develop.

We’ve read through history and looked at the ancient civilizations, isodar, and the Naga Siren. We understand that if a race wants to develop, it must break away from the tribal life of wild beasts! &Nbsp; a licker Celestial Emperor stepped forward. we zombies eat each other, and we are actually used to it. This is simply an incredible race!

Yinghua nodded.

In the apocalypse wasteland, other than eating and infecting people, zombies also ate their own kind. It was simply common sense.

"Then what should I do?” Cherryblossoms asked again as she sat on her divine throne and looked down. She said indifferently, ” “In this vast land, only our corpse clan is left. There’s no other life. If we don’t eat each other, how can we continue the species? Are you going to starve to death?”

However, because of that, we will be cannibals after all. We will not be on the right track of civilization! A Celestial Emperor said, ” if this goes on, the civilization that feeds on its own race will be destroyed sooner or later!

Cherryblossoms smiled again as she looked down at the experts below.

The zombie race was indeed far-sighted. The zombie race was originally an incomplete race. If they developed like this, they would definitely be destroyed.

He had already thought of a way for them to reproduce, but this was not enough!

At this time, another Celestial Emperor spoke, ” we have eaten the memories of the people of Ishtar. Although there is not much, we have compiled a genetic modification ability. It may be useful and can change their appearance.

"Change my appearance? Does changing one’s appearance work?” Cherryblossoms was immediately curious. She held the umbrella like a Supreme monarch holding an Emperor’s sword. There was a Supreme might lingering around her, making it impossible for people to see her divine face clearly.

One of the celestial emperors spoke, ” by changing the appearance of those ordinary zombies, we can prevent the intelligent high-level zombies from eating them. It might seem like we are deceiving ourselves, but there is only one way.

Another Heavenly Monarch stepped forward and said, ” Yes, we can’t change and crack the virus, but we can implant a new virus to change the appearance of the species ‘dominant genes and thus change the appearance … Our technology isn’t strong, but the undead race’s genes have already collapsed, so they’re relatively easy to modify!”

The zombies now have no consciousness and are like wild beasts … If we use the genetic technology of the isodarian people to write the skin gene into the zombies, making them furry, writing the scale skin gene, writing the nail growth gene … He will become a real beast!”

"It is!”

Another Celestial Emperor stepped forward and said confidently, ” if they look different, they are natural animals, and we can eat them with peace of mind! There wouldn’t be such immoral evil things like killing fellow clansmen!”

"They are … An animal?” Yinghua was stunned for a moment, but she smiled again.

One of the heavenly monarchs opened his mouth and shouted again, ” “That’s right! There were only high-level and low-level zombies left in the world, and they could only be eaten … Their body size is different from ours! It’s not infectious, and it has the intelligence of a wild beast in the natural world. No matter what, it’s an animal!”

Cherryblossoms fell silent for a moment.

She knew that this was inevitable, and it was also the most correct way for the corpse race to rise.

"Yes!”

She said indifferently.

The undead race’s dominant gene plan was officially launched for the future of the undead race!

This was a war without a reason.

Just a virus had destroyed an era …

Not only did it bring pain and memories to the common people, but it also brought the corpse race indelible pain and memories.

The first thing they saw when they came to the world was a vast wasteland. They ate the first human and obtained their memories. It was the izodarian race, the hot-blooded race that was respected and admired.

They had destroyed the proud and perfect civilization, destroyed the human race that had walked forward with determination, earned their heartfelt admiration, and believed that no other race would dare to be hostile to them.

And what about after this new race?

They were born because of a huge mistake. They were not the people of isodarre, but ordinary people. They searched through the ruins, trying to rebuild and survive.

This would be a difficult time.

Holy cherry blossom dynasty, year 40.

Under the rational research of countless heavenly Emperor powerhouses, a virus known as the ‘dominant skin modification virus’ gradually spread and began to infect The Walking Dead in the ruins.

"Villiya city, begin deployment!”

"Aquamarine region, begin releasing the virus!”

….

In the city of mechanical ruins, there were countless zombies, handsome men and women wandering on the streets, and even the infected magical beasts, Dragons, and Hydra in the forest. It was as if they had a skin disease. Their skin became rough, and they began to grow sharp teeth. Their bodies were also covered in hair …

Virus. It would eventually mutate.

As the dominant skin modification virus spread, the brains of billions of zombies constantly calculated and evolved, producing a variety of mutated virus forms and countless virus branches.

Some of the zombies started to transform into black furry beasts, with their four limbs on the ground and sharp teeth growing out of them, as they walked on the grass.

Some zombies grew fish scales and entered the sea, turning into marine animals.

Some of the zombies grew feathers and flew into the sky.

….

On a field full of flowers, in a garden surrounded by a fence.

There’s one last modification that needs my help. Cherryblossoms’s expression was calm, and her eyes narrowed slightly. solve the problem of ordinary zombies ‘reproduction, so that they can also start to reproduce normally.

She lowered her head and looked at a man who used to be an isodar.

After all, the majority of zombies were humans.

Before this, she must have been a very beautiful woman, kind and gentle, who treated people with sincerity and could trust others without any barriers. Now, she was covered in furry black skin and was on all fours, like a black wild boar without a mind, only knowing how to eat, drink, and sh * t.

This zombie was a special type of wind-type zombie. It was a level-five zombie when it was alive, but now it seemed to have turned into a level-five wind-type pig-like demon beast.

Cherryblossoms laughed in a strange manner, her face gradually filled with bitterness. She finally understood the truth of the world.

Most of her memories are lost, but she can inherit wind-type spells. Part of her cultivation genes are still strong, and her offspring will also inherit it. In the future, her offspring will have a fourth-grade spell when they become adults … A powerful transcendent magical beast!”

…..

Three days later, the wild boar demon beast gave birth to a new batch of babies.

Their skin had also become exactly the same as their mother’s. They were small wild boars with dark hair.

Cherryblossoms’s expression returned to normal.

She turned into a gentle and kind breeder. In the past few months, she began to use bells and rice bowls to train these small wild boars, observing their growth to restore the ecological balance.

"Finba …”

On this day, she stopped walking. It was as if she saw a man with a gentle face, who was a God from ancient times. He was holding a Bell and raising a magical beast indifferently. He was holding a basin as if he was feeding this cute domestic animal.

It was exactly the same again!

"Isn’t the beast trapped in the cage also … A person trapped in a cage?”

"The world is a cycle, and we are all beasts trapped in the cycle.”

The God slowly put down the rice bowl and drove a few happy black-skinned small wild boars into the cage. He returned to a simple wooden house and looked at the text hanging on the wall, ” God’s day after heaven “.

If the God dies today, the people of isodar will live until three days later. To tell the life of the God to other races, we will proudly tell the story of our Lord with the powerful charm of technology.

She just smiled, picked up the pen, hesitated for a moment, and wrote ” God’s yesterday ” under the glorious story.

We grew up in the cradle of science, set foot on the plains of life and walked alone, climbed the peaks of the mountains of the code of origin, and pulled the door of the gods. And before that, fate was already decided yesterday.

I don’t know how many travelers have been like us in the past. Any arrogant person who tries to step into the race of gods and pry open the key to life will eventually be cursed by God-the past is the future.”

The God stopped writing and blew the ink dry like a mortal. He stood up and hung on the wall of the thatched house seriously. He smiled gently and whispered, ” I’d rather let you hang in the dust of the world than let you hang in a corner of my memory.

"As long as someone remembers you, it’s eternal life.”

"Death, eternal life.”

She hung a black mural on the wall and looked out of the window at the flowers that covered the ruins and a group of snorting Little Pigs. It was as if a brand new world had been pulled over. The bright and beautiful magma light fell on her beautiful face, as if she was seeing another ancient God.

"I finally understand what you mean. The glory of the world is just a reincarnation.”

….

This scene was eventually forgotten in the wind and dust.

When future archaeologists found the black stone slab, they were puzzled as to why the Ishtar people, who had once been a super-ancient civilization, did not write their history on the hard disk they were so proud of. Instead, they wrote it on the most primitive stone slab.

They were clearly standing at the end of the advanced civilization, and legends said that they had unimaginable technology, but they were like ancient primitive people who had left child-like graffiti on the stone slabs.

People began to doubt if the ancient civilization was really so frivolous and if the technology of the ancient civilization existed.

However, no matter how the later generations questioned it, time would eventually wash away everything that had once been glorious and glorious. No one would remember The Wheel of Time of the past. Humans of the new era would only write down the things that happened in the past year in history.

[ year 41 of the Holy cherry blossom Empire, year 121 of the catastrophe. The surviving humans began to reproduce again and raised the magical beasts that survived the catastrophe. Peace and civilization were restored, and the era of farming and livestock was once again ushered in. ]

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