CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 62: WAR OF 3 TRIBES

Zhu Zhengwei’s heart was filled with a certain expectation.

In this world, everyone’s physique, bloodline, and genes are different.

Even if they inherit their genes from their parents, their children will be entirely new individuals.

There has never been a single flower in the world that is completely identical.

So, what if you could tailor-make and perfectly customize a brand-new extraordinary cultivation race for your own bloodline, genetic diseases, and body cells?

"That must certainly be something to look forward to."

Zhu Zhengwei’s expression was calm as he walked out of the dormitory building, caught the bus, and headed to a part-time job. After all, his finances were indeed quite tight recently, and work needed to be done.

He sat on the bus, watching the fleeting scenery outside, continuously pondering.

"I am still in the archive loading phase, resetting the initial stats, rerolling talents and initial points..."

"However, unlike last time, I am now personally creating a world. Using the entire civilization simulation to deduce, let the Saints, heroes, and geniuses of the Witch Era craft a new me."

He silently clenched his fist, looking at the lines on his palm, feeling an uncontrollable thrill inside, "With this, restarting the past twenty years, what exactly will happen?? It’s really something to anticipate infinitely!!"

In the world, there were never gods.

But presently, this could perhaps be the first step in creating a unique, perfect True God.

If I really succeed, then I will feed back into the three-dimensional world’s physical body for a second time, bringing the twice-reset archive of the body’s initial stat of twenty years into reality.

By then, I might be...

The first true extraordinary life form in reality.

...

...

New Era, Year 498.

After six months of exploration, the sea beasts of the Sea Giant Beast Kingdom finally discovered the existence of the Elves.

By then, they had already grown into a formidable force.

They occupied numerous islands and established the Elf Island Kingdom.

"What kind of creature is this?"

They found this kingdom to be extremely terrifying.

Each life form not only had exaggerated average cultivation aptitude but also possessed extraordinarily long lifespans.

Their average level even reached the third tier, with all being powerful Witches.

Huge, tall Tree-men, beautiful Elves riding white leopards, archers seated on giant eagles, and owl-controlling scouts — this was a forest species that controlled mystical creatures.

After some tentative contacts, even the beings in the sea had no way to deal with them.

Because the Elves possessed an ancient detection Witchcraft, a radar-modified detection Witchcraft Artifact, they could scan their surroundings.

As soon as Sea Giants approached their island secretly, they would be quickly besieged by strong Elves riding large white-scaled fish, and even many of the mindless sea beasts would instead become their captives.

"Infuriating!"

In the sea depths, Zhong Qingyu also felt helpless.

Because their population was pitifully small, they really couldn’t fight back.

In their hands were only over three hundred Immortal Herbs, and the cultivation needs of the giant beasts were vast, making it too difficult to nurture strong individuals.

She looked at her around one hundred sea beasts, all split offspring of herself, each basic octopus had a human-like head, whispering amongst themselves.

"King, what should we do?"

"We researched the Octopus Head Changing Technique and obtained longevity, but their Longevity Technique is clearly better than ours."

"That’s right, it’s almost perfect."

"They transformed their entire bodies."

...

These were not weak geniuses.

Through recent years, she secretly tempted human geniuses to join the sea, becoming part of the Sea Race to gain extended lifespans.

Essentially, they lived at the sea floor as human sub-species!

Including her younger brother, who was already a Prime Minister in this Ocean Kingdom.

With her continuous research, her family had completely formed, and she was the mother of all octopus people.

"We abandoned human bodies yet fell short of the other side’s physical capabilities, incomparable." Zhong Qingyu frowned.

She began to covet the other’s technology.

Meanwhile, Hundred-Stone City soon received a letter from the Sea Giants of the ocean.

Upon reading it, Emperor Jing Sheng of Shiguang City frowned, saying, "That Lord of the Ocean has informed us that the elves appeared on an island, revived from the Old Days and captured an island..."

He continuously read through the data, increasingly shocked!

Finally, he set aside the documents and said to the ministers, "The Ocean Kingdom wants to ally with our land-based Human Race nation to jointly resist prehistoric civilization."

"I concur," said the ministers.

Both sides were enemies, but they were both beings of the new era epoch, belonging to the current world’s faction. Those mysterious ancient civilizations crawling out from prehistory clearly surpassed them a level, unification was the best method.

"War, we must wage war."

"According to exploration, on their island, there are nearly two thousand Immortal Herbs, while we, Sea Race and Human Race, only have about three hundred and six hundred respectively, totaling merely one thousand Immortal Herbs!"

"Right, we can’t let them develop any further, their strength will expand wildly, surpassing us!"

Immortal Herbs were the cultivation foundation of a race’s continuation.

Whoever had more Immortal Herbs, their race would flourish, and they could nurture more cultivators.

New Era, Year 501.

After three years of warfare, the situation was at a stalemate.

"Kill!"

"Defeat them!"

"What a beautiful race, capture them as slaves!"

"Grab them as wives!"

They attacked via sea routes, escorted by the Sea Giants, launched three attacks with seventeen giant ships but repeatedly hit walls.

Though the Elves only numbered tens of thousands, their quality was terrifying.

On average, they were all level two to three Witches, already matching the total number of cultivators in the other two countries.

After all, it was natural.

The other side had two thousand Immortal Herbs, theoretically providing a quantity for Qi Eating cultivators twice that of theirs, and despite this race having cultivated for a short time, their cultivation talent was top-notch, and their cultivation speed was too fast!

Boom!

The entire ocean was stained with blood.

Yet the Elves appeared very conservative, not launching counterattacks after repelling the opponents.

"Sigh, why did they stop fighting?"

"Strange."

On the Tree of Life, a cluster of Immortal Herbs was idling in silence, curious about this war they inadvertently revealed.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Hmm, hard to say! We actually don’t know the Elves’ true situation, their main city is underground."

"Moreover, the terrain here is easy to defend and hard to attack."

...

Most of the time, they were serious.

Some military enthusiasts had already begun discussing warfare with meticulous detail, analyzing geopolitical terrains and human resources, hard-core military fans in full force... From this perspective, seriousness was in some sense, also a kind of non-seriousness, as this landscape viewing slumber game was full of diverse players.

At this moment, in what looked like an ordinary residence.

Du Jingsheng arrived, looking surprised and asked, "Why aren’t we pursuing?"

Zeng Ciwen, who had already been in seclusion living the life she wanted, simply smiled and shook her head, "We would lose instead if we chased them."

"How could that be possible? You’re joking?"

Du Jingsheng did not understand, "Our army is very powerful, a direct counterattack could push through the entire Hundred-Stone Country! Only those sea tribes can evade our attacks in the deep sea because they possess the sea floor advantage."

"Heh."

Zeng Ciwen chuckled, cooking in the kitchen.

This was, after all, a feudal era.

Du Jingsheng wasn’t the person from reality, but a native from a parallel time-space, although daring and ruthless, was limited in insight by the era they were in.

Zeng Ciwen put down the spatula, not minding an opportunity to give a lesson in military education, explained, "If we leave the island for a counterattack, capture the Hundred-Stone Country, and then what?"

Du Jingsheng answered, "Loot their six hundred Immortal Herbs, seize their cultivation resources, preventing them from producing Witch cultivators anymore."

"And then?"

Du Jingsheng replied, "Then we turn their people into slave labor... and migrate from our barren islands to the prosperous continent! Elves, as nature’s darlings, will enslave those primitive old humans!"

Zeng Ciwen glanced at him, "Then we become yet another Slave Dynasty? And after that?"

Du Jingsheng was momentarily stunned, his pupils slightly dilating.

Beside them, a pot of Immortal Herbs on the table jumped in surprise, quickly regaining calmness, secretly replied for him, muttering to itself:

"Then, your Elf Slave Dynasty would only give rise to another Shiguang Emperror Zhi Zheng, another Slave Ah Da, who will overthrow your rule in succession."