Chapter 59: Chapter 51: Monarch’s Personal Expedition
Anunnaki?
She gazed at this ancient mural, thick with the passage of time, the style resembling what she’d seen before.
"It’s already... undeniable." Her voice was low and hoarse.
Countless noble families, professional archaeologists, and professors excavated in these ancient prehistoric ruins on the new continent, and the authenticity was beyond question.
She kept organizing her thoughts and reached a conclusion:
"On the other side, I, through this single strand of hair on the top of my head, indeed connected to the ruins after the prehistoric great flood."
"Millions of years ago! That vast mythological world shining through the ages!!"
"A powerful deity on earth easily ruled for twenty-eight thousand years! Established the Sun Bridge leading to distant times, dwelling in the ancient Sun Palace, heading... towards the next future!"
So frightening!
The more she thought about it, the more mysterious and terrifying it seemed.
That ancient god-demon merchant possessed unimaginable power.
To transmit oneself to the mythological ancient past, what was intended??
At this moment, she seemed to see an ancient existence overlooking the entire past and future times, trading secretly with every era’s beings and imprinting his mark.
Before, she might have felt fear.
But now, she was no longer horrified; rather, she felt somewhat delighted to have glimpsed a trace of this great presence’s power.
Have I indeed become a follower of the other side?
She touched her bald head jokingly.
Since it’s irreversible, naturally, the stronger that existence, the better, though the present is also unfathomably deep.
"Now, I return to the era after the great flood."
She recalled the terrifying images described therein, "Gods perished, demons vanished....and Jushur, the first king post-flood recorded in the Sumerian king list, only lived for twelve hundred years, it seems I crossed into this era, ruled by this king."
Wait, what do you mean only a twelve hundred-year lifespan creature?
That’s incredibly overwhelming for her!
Half-human, half-god creatures...
She recalled a quote from the "Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor": Ancients lived through spring and autumn, a hundred years without weakness.
This ancient history shrouded in mist, she had now witnessed firsthand.
Despite her family’s upheaval, preventing her from attending school, now, it was even more thrilling!!
"Now is the era of half-gods, gradually declining, of course, this king list isn’t entirely credible, but it holds some reference value." She breathed heavily and said, "Anyway, I must learn to explore those ancient ruins."
Moreover, Martial Dao must be developed.
Clearly, the insect civilization’s decline reached this point due to entering a vicious cycle.
Her forefathers’ Martial Arts Realm was too low—the descendants were born with low intelligence—the descendants took a long time to enlightened—leading to a lifetime with little time for cultivation—the forefathers’ Martial Dao skills weren’t high—the descendants increasingly had low intelligence...
In this way, after a few cycles, they all turn into beasts.
From this perspective, her strategy wasn’t wrong.
Nationwide cultivation of Martial Dao.
Let their remaining descendants gradually strengthen, born with high intelligence, thus forming a positive cycle, ultimately resulting in a species’ leap, again returning to the ancient birth and sacredness.
After all, now the lifespan is inherently short, and spending half of it to gain wisdom, how could prosperity be possible?
How could there be an opportunity to break free from the short lifespan of insects now?
Evolve into vertebrates, mammals, all kinds of high-end food chain apex?
"Alas, starting is always difficult."
She organized her thoughts, decisively cutting off a section of her smooth, jet-black hair from the outside.
Then took out a needle and thread to sew it into a small bowl-shaped cap wig, passed through the center strand of hair, and placed it on her head.
"The wig cap, surprisingly decent."
She looked in the mirror, seeing herself with flowing black hair finally appearing pleasing, and smiled slightly: "It has already covered my Ancient God’s imprint! At most I look like a girl with a silly strand of hair sticking up."
"However, the other me, half of the life already passed, might soon end." She sighed, as the ultimate lifeline was there.
Cultivating Martial Dao, reaching the third realm, could extend life many times and govern multiple cycles of earth’s creatures, but it wouldn’t be too long.
Her talent wasn’t extraordinary, and she couldn’t hope to break through the legendary fourth realm.
"One is near death..." She suddenly spoke freely:
"So be it, so be it,"
"In the final half of life, venture into surrounding perilous places, conquer the surroundings, establish a habitat completely... laying the foundation of glory for our Angel Race!"
"To fight with joy."
...
...
Angel Empire.
The era has undergone several transitions, finally entering the right track.
Their lifespans are short, but their bodies are incredibly bizarre, and their realm advancement is rapid.
After a period of satiation, they fully trained their muscles and bones, restoring the Martial Dao glory from before Fu Qingjun, remarkably reaching the second Bone Realm level on average.
Thriving rapidly and declining just as swiftly, they possess a powerful unpredictability.
At the same time, she ascends the throne, continually ruling, only to discover an innate sense of intimacy with that Mechanical Race Kingdom.
This feeling emerges not only from the heart but also from physiology.
The other four major races, many intermarry with the new Ant Duck civilization’s Angel Race.
Only the human race has the strongest compatibility, resulting in very few deformed offspring, giving rise to a new sub-human race with human heads and angel bodies.
"These ant people are very special, as if in a distant age, they and I were one family."
Qin Hong was surprised and said, "Perhaps in the distant future, tens of thousands of years from now, this sub-human ant class will evolve into humans, possibly being my ancestors from tens of thousands of years ago."
Is this my archaic ancestor from countless millennia ago?
She looked at those human-headed ants, her heart complicated, unsure of how to describe her feelings.
If I go back to the past, will I change history?
As this thought surfaced, she suddenly fell silent, realizing her own life was destined to be brief, how could it be possible?
Below, several ministers reported:
"Your Majesty, our Mechanical Angel Legion successfully infiltrated countless unit rooms, almost all filled with those disgusting terrifying giant beasts, posing a great risk to us!" A white-winged Angel Leader in metallic armor solemnly stepped forward and said.
"Initially, this territory was just one branch, but the beasts outside are incredibly powerful, far more numerous than we expected, more nimble!"
"We suffered heavy losses."
"At this moment, we’re facing an even more terrifying crisis, hundreds of times as severe as before!"
"Some of these special mutant lifeforms are growing ever stronger, becoming unbeatable, plunging our dynasty into peril!"
"We have no food left, a food crisis! Our land is not vast, having only proliferated a few tens of millions in population, it’s beginning to grow crowded."
She sat quietly at a high place listening.
An ant colony, tens of thousands of ants...
Now tens of millions, this insect intelligence species indeed breeds well.
But food is indeed insufficient!
Deep down she knew her talent wasn’t particularly extraordinary, merely following the martial arts practices of her predecessors.
The younger generation has developed various martial arts techniques belonging to the Angel lineage, making her amazed, gradually catching up with her.
Yet her descendants, the younger generation, will take some time before stepping forward.
For now, she still has to stand out and shoulder everything herself.
"What a wondrous short life as an insect." she secretly evaluated.
Reflecting on the vast ocean-like cockroaches and the young geniuses rising steadily, her heart remained calm, "Liana, you are the next King."
"Yes." Below, an ant stepped forward, a hybrid lifeform of sub-ant man and Ant Duck Race.
She is the recent greatest genius among the tens of millions of kind, also the most perfect mutant new race, possessing a human brain and angel wings!
She wore angels’ white wings, clad in black streamlined armor, with a human female face, surprisingly resembling Qin Hong’s human face, making Qin Hong feel extremely outrageous...
From the depths of her heart numerous times she wondered: What on earth is this?
She almost wanted to vomit blood, how could she resemble me, my body is obviously a duck and ant, how could it inherit this?
Could it be because appearance springs from the heart?
"In the future, it will be the era of the mother nest Ant Queen." She sat on the throne and said, "You possess great talent, I hope you can lead civilization towards brilliance."
"King..."
Liana kneeled on one knee, "Wise and great as you are, will you forsake the people and leave?"
Qin Hong remained silent.
She knew she didn’t have truly stunning talents, merely bringing along a sufficiently powerful race.
"Henceforth, we should base our foundation on martial arts, establishing the nation through Martial Arts, supplementing with mechanics and medicine, continually developing civilization, only this way can we achieve lasting prosperity," she said, "Thus, our Ant Duck Race will rise, though not sweeping across the world, it should endure long without decline; the continuation of the race assured."
"Yes! Angel Empress Gelu Rili!"
Liana kneeled silently.
Another century passed, and Qin Hong’s body visibly aged and withered.
Her life had already traveled halfway; she knew she had reached the limit of the Great Perfection in the third realm.
"They haven’t yet risen, in the remaining days, I should explore the surrounding cockroach nests," she said, rushing off directly.