But after the memory transplantation, Xiaoyou is completely different. She has directly jumped from a novice to a god-level worker. She has become very skilled in making space bracelets.

Feng Qi then turned to look at Xiaoyou who was standing in the direction of the operating table, looking at him with a resentful expression. It could be seen that Xiaoyou's red cheeks had obviously been rubbed in a circle.

If we cannot overcome it, the human race will only be locked in the 1,500 years of development. When the cultivation system collapses, the human race will inevitably decline and be unable to adapt to the increasingly intense new world battlefield.

One of the daily routines is to draw blood and donate blood.

"The boss is right. Training requires a balance between work and rest. You can't work too hard on yourself, so that's all for today's training. It's really hard on myself."

But Feng Qi had no intention of letting Xiaoyou continue to be lazy.

"Xiaoyou, I need you to make a lot of space bracelets for me."

What is certain is that as long as he can accompany the human race until 1500 years later, he will lead the human race to fight against the powerful races in thousands of fields led by Mo Yue.

After all, it is only a body of flesh and blood and cannot be compared with the magic sword.

Therefore, like Demon Sword, he regarded Jian Ji as a must-kill target.

But mechanized transformation is different. As long as the human race still exists, he who has completed mechanized transformation will exist forever.

【Right.】

Feng Qi:......

His blood is one of the key materials for making the Faith Statue. Without his blood, the Faith Statue will not be able to establish a connection with the Faith Bracelet.

Standing up, he decided to convene a scarlet supreme meeting to share the information brought back from the future and pave the way for the launch of the next timeline.

His situation in that timeline was very similar.

"Great!"

During this period, she would wake up sleepily and take a look at him, and find that she was staring at her. She would continue to close her eyes and squirm forward.

Only then can the human race usher in years of development full of hope.

"Boss, I'm already awake, why hasn't Xiaowen frozen me yet?"

Seeing Zhang Daowen, Xiaoyou suddenly became interested, jumped up from the sofa, came to stand in front of Zhang Daowen.

Half a day later, training room.

The arrival was none other than Zhang Daowen. At this time, Zhang Daowen was wearing a black training uniform and was a head shorter than Xiaoyou.

Xiaoyou, who had eaten and drank enough, lay down on the sofa and swayed his legs comfortably. He had already entered a state of leaving nothing behind and didn't even listen to what he was saying.

[Perhaps, there are two possibilities. When you come to the future time point when the reality line comes, you on the sacrifice line will meet yourself on the reality line. The second possibility is that only if you die on the sacrifice line, will you

Coming to the new world in the future with the special physique of the reality line... In short, don't guess, you will know if you try it in the next timeline.】

He has exchanged memories with Demon Sword, so he knows very well the character of Demon Sword and what Demon Sword is pursuing.

There is the old fan who wants to resurrect his tribe, the spiritual war who wants to lead the rise of the psionic tribe, the magic knife who wants to take revenge and destroy the miracle artifact, the Lord of Shadow City who wants to collect the world's wealth... some things are not what he wants.

If you want, you can ask others to compromise and agree.

Making space props was very challenging for Xiaoyou at this time.

"Little brats nowadays look like they are easy to bully."

But after thinking about it carefully, he found that the narrator was indeed right.

The basis of strict discipline is that he must also have a clear positioning for himself and the people around him.

The first time Xiaoyou met Wei Wei, she had a bad impression. At that time, Wei Wei held her in her arms and rubbed her like a doll, changing her posture.

Among them, Weiwei has completed the faith connection and can enter the faith database to browse information at any time. She has already started planning the training plan for believers and the construction of a new faith connection track.

This time is no exception.

But when he asked Xiaoyou what he said, Xiaoyou instantly frowned and fell into a state of deep thought, and then weakly said:

"Study hard? Grow hard?"

With that said, Xiaoyou slowly stood up from the operating table, reached out and patted her pajamas twice, and glanced around.

But Xiaoyou's attitude gave him a headache.

Without the basis for cooperation, there is no need for integration.

After hearing these words, Zhang Daowen's eyes flashed with anticipation, and then he nodded vigorously:

Facing the narrator's question, Feng Qi explained after a brief silence:

"At that time, Xiaoyou had no consciousness and lived in a haze. Eating grass was not the taste of childhood, but was forced by life."

When it comes to laziness, Xiaoyou is self-taught and can always find reasonable and unreasonable explanations for himself.

After some rough and tumble, Zhang Daowen started physical training and sweated profusely in the training room.

"Daowen, although study is very important, you must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest. I heard from Grandma Weiwei that you haven't gone out for a long time. I plan to take you and Xiaoyou to the amusement park in the east district of Star City tomorrow."

Following him was Xiaoyou who was dozing off.

Demon Sword hates the betrayal of the Sword Clan, and even more hates Jian Ji for killing his sister. This hatred drives Demon Sword to start the challenge of ascending to the gods, sharpening his own edge by constantly hunting strong men, in order to seek revenge one day.

"Boss, barbecue!"

Fusion is more like a parasitic state, but it does not mean that the lifespan of the magic knife is his.

Looking at Xiaoyou who said these words without shame, the veins on Feng Qi's forehead throbbed.

Just as Feng Qi expected.

First, Mu Qing was killed by Jian Ji, and this hatred made him hate Jian Ji extremely. Second, his fellow human race members were enslaved and controlled by the Jian Ji, which aggravated his murderous intention towards Jian Ji.

"Sister Xiaoyou, what are you talking about?"

"If you rub it again, it will no longer be cute when you grow up. You will always act like an adult and like to preach to me at every turn, but I don't like it."

Facing the inquiry, Wei Wei had a charming smile on her face:

Time passes quickly while reviewing the revelations left by the future think tank.

After an unknown number of days, Feng Qi opened his eyes, and his consciousness returned to reality from the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

As she spoke, Xiaoyou reached out and rubbed the head of Zhang Daowen who was standing in front of her, assuming a condescending adult posture:

"Xiaowen, you worked hard in training today, you worked hard like me."

The only pursuit left is to surpass the limit and become a peerless weapon that can rival miraculous gods.

…

After a long time, Weiwei stopped rubbing, placed Xiaoyou on the operating table, and then turned to look at Feng Qi:

According to Wei Wei's description, in order for the faith growth system to develop better, it is best for every household to have ancestral faith statues, so his blood is very important.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.

With that said, Wei Wei turned around and left the private laboratory.

At this moment, the narrator's voice sounded in his mind:

Under the influence of negative emotions, for safety reasons, he cannot continuously enter the sacrifice line, and must leave himself in the reality line with sufficient buffer and rest time.

The Scarlet Supreme Meeting lasted for half a month.

Everyone in this world is the protagonist, with their own dreams and pursuits, and they do not entirely revolve around him.

"good."

The Future Think Tank chose this growth route as one of the reference plans for his next timeline and considered many deep-seated issues.

"Uncle Qi, I understand."

In the long 1,500-year development process of the human race, his blood has gradually become scarce from the beginning.

[Um, didn’t Xiaoyou chew grass in a certain field when he was a child? I remember that Xiaoyou at that time was dressed in tatters, wearing a straw hat, and carrying a basket in his hand. He could eat up a piece of grass every day, and he also

Hoarding a house full of green grass petals, that’s what Xiaoyou’s childhood tasted like.】

At this time, Xiao You closed his eyes, like a worm, stuck out his butt, arched his body forward, slid close to the ground for a short distance, then stuck his butt out again, and continued training in a very perfunctory manner.

This was also the main reason why he decided to give up holding the knife after careful consideration.

"Boss, are you back?"

When he asked Xiaoyou with a serious expression if he was listening, Xiaoyou must have nodded solemnly.

The fifteen-day meeting ended, and Feng Qi did not choose to open a new timeline.

Their eyes met, and a bright smile appeared on Xiaoyou's face:

If he were the Demon Sword, facing his own invitation to fuse, he would not agree to this request.

When Xiaoyou said this, his expression was solemn, his fists clenched slightly, and he put on a risk-taking attitude, as if he really thought that his boss would assign him such an outrageous task.

"Boss, what a small article."

In the last sacrifice line, after he became the guide of faith, he could only meet Xiaoyou in the faith space. At that time, he promised Xiaoyou that he would personally make a barbecue for her after she returned to reality. Xiaoyou obviously had not been aware of this matter.

Remember.
To be continued...