"Don't be sad about spring and autumn there. What should I do if I can't get rid of this little tail behind me?" the old man murmured.

"You really want to get rid of it, there are some ways. I understand what you mean, I want to use it, right?" Fang Ning said contemptuously.

The old man was indignant: "You are innocent and you are full of 'utilization'. I just want to find a way out for it. The strong ones among them are really powerful. They can rub a large fireball of hundreds of thousands of degrees of high temperatures at any time. No wonder the river god said that there must be external forces to save them. Such power cannot be fought against by gathering themselves."

"Hey, what you said like this reminds me of a very important thing," Fang Ning heard the "big fireball", and a light of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he didn't catch it for a moment. He said very sorry, "It's just that your words behind you are too long, and I forgot..."

"..." The old man was very innocent, "It's obvious that you have a poor memory, how can you blame me?"

"Forget it, let me ask it first to see if it is worth our support." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.

"Then ask carefully." The old man was satisfied.

Fang Ning was about to take over his body, but suddenly stopped: "By the way they speak, did you learn it just now when Anderson studied their language? It's a bit troublesome to rely on divine thoughts, after all, they don't know how to communicate."

"I learned it, you don't have to worry about this. I will translate it in real time for you." The old man said with a promise.

"You translate one and I'll take a look. I'll ask his name." Fang Ning said worriedly.

"Simple, sizzling...sizzling..." the old man said quickly.

"Uh, those who understand know that you are translating alien languages, those who don't understand think you are learning to call a mouse..." Fang Ning said speechlessly.

"They speak in this way, but they are just expressed by the fluctuations and vibrations of the magnetic field. You don't have to worry about this. I use sound waves to emit the same vibration, and they can also feel it and understand it." The old man said with a striking statement.

"Oh, it's a pity that they are like those octopuses. Their language is born with the tree of science and technology, but they are limited by social forms and have been unable to move into the path of science. No wonder the sages said that the social form of a few people oppressing the majority is the biggest obstacle to the path of science." Fang Ning said with great emotion.

The old man said quietly: "I don't know any sage who said this. It seems that it was said by the host sage..."

"That's because you read very little, and these words are really not my original works." Fang Ning was confident.

"Stop these useless sighs and go to work quickly." The old man had nothing to say and immediately said in a furious manner.

Fang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to the duo and took Qinglong's body back.

So Xiao Qinglong stopped, turned around and asked, "Why do you, a long magnetic man, always follow me?"

At this time, it was no longer a divine thought transmission, but a magnetic language was used.

The old man is quite reliable. In Fang Ning's ears, it is a "sizzling" sound, just like the old-fashioned radio.

The long magnetic man was stunned for a moment, as if surprised that the other party would speak their language.

Fortunately, it seemed to be quite brave and quickly reacted.

"The young one is here to thank the great god for saving his life."

"Oh, thank you for nothing. Do you have any specific expressions?" Fang Ning said naturally...

"Very good, rich man, you finally learned my way of heroism." The old man said with great relief.

"Nonsense, because I am playing you now..." Fang Ning said contemptuously.

"..." The old man was speechless.

The long magnetic man suddenly became at a loss when he heard this. It stammered: "We slave magnetic man are very poor. We have nothing but the little magnetic food we have accumulated with us."

"Oh, is that so? What is the magnetic food in your mouth?" Fang Ning asked patiently.

"Magnetic food is to extract clean energy from the planet's magnetic field, which is for some kind-hearted noble people to eat." The long magnetic man answered carefully.

Fang Ning recalled the "Magnetic Social Report" I just read. The other party did not lie. Although their social form was backward, their understanding of magnetic fields was close to the level of modern science. After all, they lived in magnetic fields.

"Haha, others take away the food you have worked so hard to extract for nothing. You should also praise them as kind-hearted people because there are so-called noble people who eat you directly, right?" Fang Ning sighed.

"Great God, we really have no choice. Those noble people have strong power and can only survive like this for generations." Long Striped Magnetic Man said sadly.

"You follow me just want me to change your lifestyle, right?" Fang Ning said directly.

When the long magnetic man heard this, he hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Please show mercy to the great god. A few months ago, a kind god passed by here. He told us that there are other strong people in this universe. If they come, they will beg them. Only in this way can we change our situation."

"Haha, it's really a habitual way of thinking. I never consider mobilizing the power of the lower class..." Fang Ning shook his head.

The long magnetic man did not respond, but just looked at the Qinglong with his eyes.

"Okay, get up, I need to observe it before I can perform surgery on you." Fang Ning said calmly.

"I am willing to serve the great god." The long magnetic man said very simply.

"Uh, aren't you afraid of being liquidated after failure?" Fang Ning said curiously.

"Oh, great god, we, the stories of the resistance of the magnetic people at the bottom, are countless, and we spend every day in death, so it is a habit to develop a happy day, because no one knows whether the second day is still alive. Everyone is afraid of death, but if there is really a chance to change our destiny, I believe no one will be afraid of death anymore." The magnetic people said sadly.

Fang Ning's eyes were solemn, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy. The other party's situation was probably the situation of human beings in the future.

After all, the strong are always a very small number, and the kindness of the strong cannot be expected. Kindness is a concept that only occurs by the balance of strength.

If it weren't for the invention and perfection of firearms that allowed ordinary people to truly become the protagonists of war, then the feudal era would not have withdrawn from the historical stage.

He nodded and said, "Very good, I will arrange you in one place first, so you can take a rest."

Fang Ning is not a passionate teenager, he has entered the stage of a greasy uncle...

His more than ten years of programmer career has made him very clear about the difficulties of doing practical things. Any neglect of any detail will lead to system collapse.

If you want to build a solid system, it is necessary to conduct research. The more carefully the investigation, the higher the probability of success.

After putting this long magnetic man into the Dragon Mysterious Realm, he began to wander around the Magnetic Star.

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The truth about the earth, China.

Ren Ruofeng was looking at a thick stack of paper reports.

"Summary of Experiments in Population Cultivation in Blood-killed Lands".

One of the trump cards for the truth, Shenzhou Sky.com, relies on absorbing the power of divine thoughts to condense into powerful offensive and defensive methods. Its basis is more than one billion ordinary people who practice "The Refining of the Divine Technique".

It can be said that the more people the stronger the Skynet is.

However, population breeding is a long-term process. The good situation where the population rapidly doubled in the last century has long gone forever.

Now that the population can live up to its growth, we can be proud of it among many countries.

That’s right, after the era of vitality begins, there are very few countries that can maintain population growth, and those who live and cannot keep up with death. This is a normal phenomenon. Those countries with high population growth rates are just low in national strength and cannot withstand the endless special events.

In this context, using the Blood River to create a large number of people with higher cultivation qualifications has become a key project.

This project was launched a long time ago, and with the consent of the owner of the Blood Kill Land, a group of capable experimental personnel worked overtime day and night to study the blood river that could nurture life.

Today is the season of harvest.

When Ren Ruofeng saw it halfway, he couldn't help but clap his hands and said, "Very good, very good. In this way, as long as the problem of supply of daily necessities is solved, it is not a problem to reveal hundreds of billions of Chinese people in minutes..."
Chapter completed!