Chapter 50: Chapter 44: The God, Slumbering in the Ancient Solar Tomb!
It’s really like this...
Qin Hong showed a knowing expression.
The various historical clues she was searching for indeed turned out to be true.
Even if this ancient deity denied it, she believed the opposite, that they were definitely lying, yet hadn’t expected them to admit it so easily...
She took a deep breath, a certain speculation arising within her heart.
It seems that this ancient deity is exceedingly honest, the type of Ancient God that disdains lying.
Fu Qingjun overlooked the entire land, not wanting to talk more about this topic, and with an endless overpowering presence, continued with his prepared script, speaking calmly:
"Qin Hong, you are quite clever. Since history began on this planet, I have often made deals with many creatures."
"Some call me a god, others call me a demon, and there are even thousands of different titles... However, this is not a shameful or sorrowful thing."
"Equivalent exchange is my principle."
"Because of this, many creatures have engraved glory upon the land, becoming famous throughout history."
Along with the ancient, terrifying, oppressive voice, these words seemed to be implanted deep within the soul.
Qin Hong grunted softly, not daring to ask more questions.
The voice in the sky spoke once again, softly, "All is entrusted to this, whether you can fulfill it depends on your future."
The voice dissipated, the figure vanished.
Fu Qingjun felt exhausted; the entire history of humanity had nothing to do with him. Although he boasted about appearing throughout history and making deals with creatures of every era, it was all false... He didn’t want to speak, he let her freely pursue it.
In the entirety of the bluestone-paved land, within the palace structure, only Qin Hong was left all alone.
Me?
Have I become a god’s favored one?
Working for the ancient deity?
She was stunned, her brain feeling as if it was about to explode with the massive influx of information.
Recalling her previously ordinary life, everything suddenly turned bizarre and surreal, completely overturning her worldview.
However, the era of World War II firearms, airplanes, and artillery had already overturned it once for her; the roaring metal mechanical birds flying in the sky were simply unbelievable...
"What is the true nature of this world??"
After a long time, she finally recovered, examining everything around her, the ancient palace shrouded in mystery and fog, stepping on the blue stone pavement.
In the sky drifted several clusters of mist, occasionally revealing the shadows of animals.
Among them were various monsters with beast heads and human bodies—chicken beasts, duck beasts, snake heads, dog heads, human heads—a humanoid intelligent species.
Especially the human-headed kind felt oddly familiar.
"Indeed, I am human; naturally, I feel some affection for humans," she thought to herself, and beside her, there were even primitive animals.
She tried to manipulate these clusters of souls to fuse together and found that she could actually create new life, "Is this place the legendary Underworld, the realm of the six paths of reincarnation?"
"And am I responsible for something like controlling reincarnation?"
Her mind went blank.
This was too unbelievable!
She was just an ordinary human...
She began to attempt fusing soul energy, transforming an animal with a chicken beast’s body, adding limbs from other soul animals—the chicken peck. And she instantly witnessed an unbelievable sight.
A new life began to form.
But she discovered an extremely unreasonable aspect: this life quickly collapsed.
"This is very mysterious; upon careful observation, these soul arms and limbs are composed of different coded sequences, like spiraled vortices, entwined threads forming arms..."
"To successfully combine them without collapsing, to achieve perfection, one must decipher their essence life codes, a nearly inconceivable field of study!"
Quickly, she began the attempts, her interest piquing exuberantly.
She couldn’t remember how many experiments she conducted, with each resulting in a collapse.
As Fu Qingjun had previously speculated, experimenting on oneself was the best way to experience everything and increase the success rate... However, she is just an ordinary person, not such a Grandmaster, naturally the success rate was extremely low...
But she possessed sufficient tolerance for error.
At that time, those fusion experts had only one chance, whereas she now could attempt countless times...
Ten times.
Thirty times.
Sixty times.
...
"The seventy-eighth time, it succeeded!" She shouted excitedly, looking at a new life before her, with a duck head and human body, despite having only integrated the simple feather structure, this was already a significant leap.
She felt an unparalleled sense of achievement.
"With four arms, all possessing feather structures, should be able to glide, right?"
"Actually, in my view, it is still imperfect; the perfect form would be to transform the upper two arms into feathers, the lower two arms into agile hands!"
"This is a duck-headed Feathered Person!"
Her gaze became excited, incredibly enthusiastic.
"Nevertheless, I always feel like this beast-headed figure resembles a deity from some ancient mythology, only, I can’t quite remember. I’ll check the information again after returning."
She began to look up and down, studying how to differentiate species, and suddenly her palm accidentally touched the light ball.
Her vision abruptly darkened, as if absorbed into an endless void.
When she awoke, upon looking around the world, she discovered she had already appeared on a stretch of expansive yellow earth, her body incredibly malformed.
"Ah, this?"
She was shocked to see her body, which had become the prototype template of a duck-headed human.
Have I been reincarnated?
Have I turned into that duck-human?
And even more surprising events happened.
Her body began to gradually transform; the smooth black shell started to crack like an eggshell, and fluffy down slowly emerged from within.
Just like a newly-hatched duckling breaking out of its shell, wet and sticky with feathers.
"Have I become the life I transformed?"
Her pupils suddenly widened as she watched herself mutate and continuously grow feathers.
After a while, her body completed its transformation, covered in fluffy feathers, but instead, her body became incredibly weak, as if the transformation had expended vast energy.
She barely managed to prop herself up, exploring the vast and broad stretches of the gray earth.
Vaguely, there were huge prehistoric ruins crudely moved onto the earth, stacked like a giant’s toys, scattered across the ground.
This kind of majestic ancient historical aura washed over her.
The buildings were stained with blood and limbs, although washed over, still showed a reddish-brown color, cold, hard, and desolate, imposing and towering, and all she saw were such enormous ancient structures.
"Could this be the relic of some prehistoric ancient civilization?"
Everything she saw was baffling, once again gravely challenging Qin Hong’s worldview.
This buried ancient history, how many unknown secrets does it hide?
Have I been reincarnated?
Can I choose my species for reincarnation?
Isn’t this similar to choosing paths like Beast Dao or Celestial Human Dao in the Underworld?
If reincarnated into this world, what does that mysterious ancient god want to accomplish?
"Wait, could it be that I can’t return? Has my original body died?"
She had an uneasy premonition.
She walked along the ruins of ancient buildings, suddenly seeing ancient stone slabs with inscriptions.
They were all centipede-tadpole scripts, but clearly, the first stone slab had corresponding text and accompanying illustrations, allowing her to understand.
"Amiro created all things!"
She couldn’t help but take a deep breath upon seeing this.
God, Creator God?
In the mythological records of every ancient civilization on Earth, there were various deities, but she had never heard the term Amiro before.
Could it have been forgotten in ancient history?
This is... simply beyond comprehension.
Continuing further, she gradually got goosebumps.
"Hermes bestowed knowledge!"
She watched the unbelievable depiction, each shape was different, and couldn’t help but compare it to the Ancient God she had seen.
They should not be the same kind.
According to the description, the gods here were closer to essence, a gathering of concepts forming natural laws, mastering the order of the world and fundamental forces.
"Jiaxia granted wisdom!"
Seeing the third stone slab, she was utterly stunned.
It seems that this ancient civilization once existed on this planet, but why has no record of it ever been passed down?
Could the era be too ancient?
She kept pondering, recalling those mythological records from various places, snippets, but couldn’t find any matching places.
Yet below, a more terrifying sentence was recorded, making her hair stand on end, suppressing the horror that surged in her heart.
"He resides in the black and white ancient coffin within the ancient Sun Golden Tower, waiting until all beings awaken Him from the hero’s cradle, then the almighty deity will lead the beings on earth towards glory."
Her mind was suddenly shocked.
She remembered seeing an old newspaper at that time, recording a black and white photograph of a certain ancient civilization across the ocean.
Beneath the scorching sun, the magnificent ancient tomb of the colossal Golden Tower.
The third-century stone slab was probably describing...
Gold! En! Tower!?
This ancient third-century stone slab was linked to reality.
Recalling the terrifying record, she was utterly horrified,
"He resides in the black and white ancient coffin within the ancient Sun Golden Tower, waiting until all beings awaken Him from the hero’s cradle, then the almighty deity will lead the beings on earth towards glory."