future world.

After passing through the space passage, what appeared in front of Feng Qi was the familiar scene of a ruined star city.

The Star City illuminated by the blood moon is filled with traces of decay eroded by time.

The prosperity of human civilization has become a thing of the past and has become a page in the history of certain ethnic groups.

At this time, the Lord of Mist gathered his body, looked at him and said:

"My clone still has the energy to fight with Xiao Hei. Do you want to follow me to the Mist King City? I can teach you some practical things there, which may be useful for your subsequent timeline."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi grinned and said:

"Okay, I'm also curious about what your Mist King City looks like."

As he said that, Feng Qi looked down at the little sucker who was still sleeping in his arms, and reached out to rub her little head.

After he leaves, she hopes that Sucker and the Descendants of Dawn can survive under the protection of the Mist Lord.

The only thing that worries him now is that the suction cup doesn't want to leave him.

If that time really comes, he can only ask the Lord of Mist to take coercive measures.

Otherwise, the sucker will inevitably hit the small black bar again.

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

[I feel sorry for the sucker. I have played so many timelines and never won once. This time in the future dream line, I really don’t need the sucker to take action. When the clone of the old fan is defeated, I guess Xiao Hei’s strength has been liberated to a certain extent.

, even if the suction cup can delay it, it obviously won't last long.】

The narrator's thoughts are the same as those in Feng Qi's mind.

So in this timeline, he wants the Descendants of Dawn to be with the suckers, survive under the protection of old fans, and no longer have to fight to the death for themselves.

As for their future, even the old fan is a little confused about the future, and he can't find the answer.

Perhaps the Descendants of Dawn and the Suction Cup can follow the Lord of the Mist to climb to the top, go against the general trend, and become the pioneers of the new world.

Or you may fall into the increasingly cruel racial competition with your old fans.

How could he predict the future?

At this time, he felt his body light up, and when he looked down, he found that the Lord of Mist had transformed into a sea of ​​gray mist, lifting him up and flying towards the south of Star City.

The Lord of Mist flew so fast that his naked eyes could not process the scene that was flying by, and the things in his sight became blurry.

After flying for a long time, a wall made of gray mist energy appeared in his sight.

The wall is tens of meters high, with thick gray fog billowing on the surface. From a distance, it appears to be a square shape, standing on the edge of the sky and stretching for countless miles to both sides. The inner scene cannot be seen through the gray fog barrier.

When the Lord of Mist carried him through the thick gray fog, Feng Qi was surprised by the scene before him.

The architecture of this city is a perfect blend of modern and Mist architectural styles.

To be more precise, the Mist Clan has obviously inherited the psychic technology developed by the Psynergic Clan of the Black Mysterious Faction and integrated it into the development and construction of the Mist Clan.

Looking down at the city scene, you can see the tracks made of gray fog energy crisscrossing over the city, maximizing the traffic efficiency in the city.

There are also huge psychic transportation stations standing between various areas of the city. Rows of blue gems embedded in them are shining brightly, and their continuous operation provides the entire city with the energy it needs.

In addition, there are many characteristic buildings that Fengqi is overwhelmed with.

This foggy city with no end in sight was far more prosperous than he imagined.

Flying towards the center of the city, Feng Qi gained a preliminary understanding of the city's creation process through a conversation with the Lord of the Mist.

Before the Lord of the Mist resurrected his clansmen, the first thing he thought of was to rebuild the clan's territory first, and then consider the resurrection of his clansmen.

This is mainly done for security reasons.

After the collapse of the Mist Tribe, the Lord of the Mist experienced the pain of being unable to perfectly integrate with the rules of the human world. In the end, he relied on the miraculous will to change his destiny and reshape his new body so that he could perfectly adapt to the rules of the human world.

But the people of the Mist Lord obviously can't.

Before becoming what humans call a transcendent creature and adapting to the rules of the human world, those who resurrect rashly will face rejection by the rules of the human world.

The consequences of incompatibility are very fatal, and the resurrected tribesmen will most likely still die slowly.

After all, the people of the Lord of the Mist do not have the protection of a miraculous divine object like the Will of Miracles that can change fate against the will of heaven.

In order to solve this problem, the Lord of the Mist, who had defeated Heixuan at that time, began to think about how to rebuild the Mist Realm.

During this process, the Lord of Mist learned a lot about the space system.

We even studied the arrangement and structure of the basic elements of the field field.

At that time, the Lord of Mist had no tribesmen around him, and those who followed him were all foreigners who resisted the rule of Black Xuan. The Lord of Mist also learned a lot of knowledge about space, realm, etc. from those foreigners.

The preliminary plan to finally build a domain was born in the minds of the Mist Tribe.

Since it is a reconstruction, the first thing the Lord of the Mist thinks of is to abandon the flaws in the original structure of the Mist Domain and strive to make it more complete and perfect while being compatible with the rules of the human world.

In order to complete the construction of the field and lead the growth of the foreigners, the Lord of the Mist spent more than 500 years to finally complete the preliminary construction of the field at his feet.

During this period, he spent a lot of money, and he almost exhausted the resources left by Hei Xuan.

He even demolished several independent spaces that Heixuan had painstakingly built, including a special space that he used to rest after training with the Lord of the Mist.

In the following years, the Lord of the Mist collected energy and blood, first resurrected the members of the original elders of the Mist Tribe, and worked with them to build the land of the Mist Tribe.

In order to run the clan more efficiently, the first thing the Lord of Mist thought of was the psychic technology that Hei Xuan had originally prepared for himself.

Just like this, from scratch to something, it took the Lord of the Mists more than 1,500 years to bring the Mist Tribe to a new height.

The Mist Tribe is now the strongest force in the nearby area. It has a tendency to become the hegemon of a region and has great potential in the future.

In addition to the eight royal families and special ethnic groups such as the blue-skinned tribe, the Lord of the Mist expressed that he was confident in meeting any challenge.

Arriving in front of a magnificent palace of gray mist, the Lord of Mist fell straight down.

After he landed, the Lord of Mist regained his humanoid appearance with purple hair and purple eyes.

Feng Qi then raised his head and looked forward.

The gray fog palace in front seems to be made entirely of energy. Its surface is as ethereal as smoke waves, switching between reality and reality. There are many energy crystals embedded in the gray fog, which seem to be used to maintain the stability of the gray fog energy form.

Following the Lord of Mist to the palace, Feng Qi couldn't help but curiously asked:

"Old fan, why are there no guards in your palace?"

Facing the inquiry, the Lord of Mist shook his head helplessly:

"What are the guards for? To protect me? Arranging a group of tribesmen to serve as palace guards here seems to me to be a waste. It would be better to let them work hard to build the race. Superficial engineering is of no use to me."

"Then why are you building a palace? Wouldn't it be more resource-saving to build a few thatched houses?"

"It's different. This palace is not only built for me, but also for other Mist tribe members. It will give them a common belief in their hearts and help strengthen the overall cohesion of the Mist tribe."

Stepping into the palace, you will see a towering statue in front of you.

The statue is an old man with purple hair and purple eyes. There are obvious traces of time on his face. Those eyes seem to see through the ups and downs of the world, and a sense of vicissitudes of life is felt in the eyes.

The old man's body was marked with blood-like red lines, and there was a cloud mark on his chest.

Miwu then took the initiative to introduce:

"This is the ancestor of my Mist Clan. He single-handedly founded the Mist Clan and laid a solid foundation for our tribe's future. He will always be the hero of my Mist Clan."

"Is this the ancestor you mentioned who became stronger with just one sip?"

"Yes, the ancestor's rise did have an element of luck. He was once just a slave under the powerful clan. If he hadn't been lucky enough to dig out a piece of ore that retained the blood mark of the pillar god, it would have been impossible to break free from the shackles of slavery.

.But leading the Mist Tribe to rise in the future will be achieved through his own hard work and struggle. This is not an achievement that can be achieved by simple luck."

Feng Qi nodded at this moment.

After seeing the memory of the rise of spiritual warfare, he was filled with admiration for those who pioneered the path.

Everyone has unattainable dreams, but after all, only a handful have the courage to take steps towards their dreams.

It is true that there are very few lives where you are lucky enough to get a chance.

But if you expand this scope to the entire world, and then extend the time, there are actually many lives that can obtain special opportunities.

Facts have proved that there are still very few people who can really go far.

The rise of the Mist Tribe, the Psychic Tribe, and other powerful tribes may seem like they were just lucky enough to obtain miraculous items, but in fact their own efforts also accounted for a large part.

Throughout history, even if there are miraculous items, most life forms or racial forces are still unable to seize this opportunity, and are eventually submerged in the long river of history.

For example, the humanoid race he once encountered on the Black Island.

That race has mastered the miracle bracelet with magical functions, but it has never even had a chance to appear in history.

Even if he and the Lord of the Mist don't snatch the Miracle Bracelet, this clan will still be destroyed.

When I see a powerful clan, I think that this clan must have been lucky enough to obtain a miraculous artifact in order to rise quickly. This is undoubtedly a cognitive survivorship bias.

To paraphrase what an old fan once said:

"Controlling power and possessing power are two different things. If a race does not have strong inner strength, no matter how many miraculous items it obtains, it will be disintegrated from the inside first."

Walking around the statues towards the main hall, there are murals on both sides of the way.
To be continued...