Black Dragon Kingdom

The pitch-black dragon body lay on the ground, staring at the old man opposite with scarlet eyes, Ace waved his paws, and said lazily.

After finishing speaking, the dragon opened his mouth and let out a big breath.

Looking at the dragon in front of me, he almost said that if you don't talk about the problem again, I will fall asleep.

Angor's face was quite gentle, and he opened his communication screen casually, and placed a huge data sheet in front of Ace.

"Our civilization is facing a crisis of extinction, and I don't know how to solve it."

"Thirty thousand years ago, since we human beings rose from the ancestral star, exterminated all races, climbed to the top of the starry sky, and colonized the universe, one race after another fell under our battleships and guns."

"Under the research and development of our group of scholars, technology has never been more prosperous."

"However, in this extremely glorious and prosperous age, I found that the existence of extraordinary scientists born among us humans has become less and less as time goes by."

"Obviously our population is increasing, our influence is expanding, and various technologies are growing explosively, but our potential has begun to decline at an incredible speed."

"Eighteen years ago, I calculated the ratio of the ordinary population to extraordinary scientists since we colonized the starry sky from the ancestral star."

The communication screen flowed quickly, and lines of data that could be understood through language proficiency magic began to be quickly reflected in Ace's long eyes.

One year of ephemeris: 13.8 billion ordinary people, 105 extraordinary scientists. (Humanity destroys all races to explore the starry sky for the first time)

One thousand years of ephemeris: 360 billion ordinary people, 250 extraordinary scientists. (Humanity has thoroughly mastered interstellar navigation technology, colonized a thousand star systems, and the population exploded.)

Five thousand years of ephemeris: 1645.6 billion ordinary people and 105 extraordinary scientists. (Humans have mastered the method of mass-energy conversion, and matter and energy can be transformed into each other. Since then, most of the star systems in the galaxy can be used as human homes. spread out into the universe.)

Ten thousand years of ephemeris: 6350 trillion ordinary people, 75 extraordinary scientists. (Humanity continues to expand, stepping out of galaxy clusters, and expanding toward the entire universe.)

20,000 years of ephemeris: 86.45 trillion ordinary people, 51 extraordinary scientists. (In the known universe as far as the eye can see, all the worlds with light and matter are turned into the territory of human beings.)

The 30,000-year star calendar: 27.21 trillion trillion ordinary people, and 32 extraordinary scientists.

Looking at the astonishing data in front of him, Ace called it an eye-opener.

He said directly: "What's the matter with the human beings in this world? Is the will of the world just for nothing?"

"How did you let that group of humans mess around?"

"I don't know what level of civilization needs the tradition of the corresponding level to be able to control it?"

"Immigrants are still random, going back and forth non-stop."

"The most important thing is that there is still a wave of horizontal pushing, and there is no opponent who can even hone human beings."

"Such a mess is the rhythm of killing the whole world together."

Ace was a little surprised, but also a little speechless.

Obviously, the ancestor star of this world is equivalent to the initial continent of the world where his body is located.

Gathering the essence of the entire universe in one body, it can be called the center of the universe.

A planet beloved by the will of the world.

Otherwise, it will not appear. The human beings on the opposite side face other civilizations in the universe. There is no one enemy when cutting melons and vegetables.

Ace thought for a moment.

After flipping through the inheritance memory of his giant dragon family, he found that this universe is hopeless.

As for why he couldn't be saved, of course he was dying of poverty.

The soul affects the body, and the body affects the soul.

And as the true spirit at the beginning of the birth of life, it is also the origin of life.

It is from him that the soul originates.

The development model of the normal world is to send all the best true spirits in one's own world to the best people among the best civilized groups in the world.

Finally, let the best group of people combine with each other to produce better individuals.

As for the ordinary individuals and inferior individuals produced over time, the will of the world will try every means, war, flood, famine, plague, to kill each other and prevent the other party from affecting the development of the world.

If I insist on giving an example, in Ace's previous life, there was a nationwide war that broke out every two or three hundred years in ancient China, killing and injuring tens of millions or even one or two hundred million people, which is a bit similar to this rule.

Let the excellent individuals increase, reduce the ordinary individuals and inferior individuals, and finally let the excellent individuals become better individuals, the ordinary individuals become excellent individuals, and the inferior individuals become ordinary individuals.

Use this as a rotation, and keep moving towards a higher level.

The spirit affects the soul, and the soul affects the body. Conversely, the body can affect the soul, and the soul can affect the soul.

The change of talent during rotation will also cause the true spirit to continuously transform upwards.

The power of the true spirit will in turn make the soul strong, and the outer body will also become strong after the soul becomes strong.

The higher the quality of souls and the higher their quantity, the higher the income of the world will naturally be.

And this universe, obviously, has a big problem.

The high-level true spirits and high-level outstanding individuals gathered in the original center, accompanied by the manipulation of human beings, wandered back and forth in the universe.

The will of the world cannot bring them together by reincarnation of the true spirit. The population flow rate of the interstellar society is too fast.

Originally, the combination of excellent and excellent gave birth to more excellent, but changed to the combination of excellent and ordinary and inferior, producing ordinary individuals and inferior individuals, and the level of genes continued to decrease.

Originally, a rotating ball that continuously raised the genetic level, it directly rotated in reverse. Excellent individuals became ordinary individuals, ordinary individuals became inferior individuals, and inferior individuals became inferior individuals, continuously rotating downward.

Human civilization itself is weak, and the world has been pitted miserably.

The quality of the soul keeps decreasing, and the income of the world is also decreasing crazily.

However, with less income, in such a big universe, the expenditure of living in the void is indispensable. Moreover, after human beings enter the technological civilization, the consumption of resources is infinitely more than that, and the expenditure is even higher.

Explosive decrease in income and explosive increase in expenditure.

Moreover, human beings are still constantly reducing the world's income under their will, and in peace, they are pulling the world towards the road of death.

Now he finally understands why those demon planes can tear such a huge crack in the universe so easily and throw demons into it.

The Dare Lovers' demons didn't come to invade on purpose, but were forcibly pulled over by the world will of this world, wanting the other party to save their lives.

It's just that the demon gods among the demons on the opposite side are not idiots. Technological civilization is inherently difficult to fight. There are many people, many battleships, many backhands, and many cards.

If there are more outstanding individuals in the technological civilization opposite, it’s okay to say that if there are more outstanding individuals, there will be more excellent souls, and they don’t mind their income being a bit more.

But although there are too many souls here, they are all scum souls like dust. Not to mention there is no income for snatching them back, the other party can also lower the overall level of their demons a little.

Pulling down a little bit, although they are not too worried, after all, with their poor living conditions in the demon world, the only way to be weak is to die, and there is no chance to reproduce. Reaching the average level will not lower the genetic level of their world.

But the real reason why those demon gods don't want to come is that this world is really too poor.

They are so poor that they don't want to come here at all, and they even lose money when they come.

With a body like a demon god, it would take a lot of energy to cross worlds.

This world has been made so impoverished by human beings, who dug three feet into the ground and lost their lives, and the origin they may have obtained is not enough for them to improve their own strength much.

There are plenty of people who come to make money in business, but of course people hide as far away as possible in money-losing business.

No one wants to lose money, and neither does the Demon God.

The group of demons below demigods that appear now are constantly dying, and the fact that there are no demons above demigods is their attitude.

Ace fell into contemplation, and the whole dragon kept showing his thought storm in his mind.

While thinking, he used his perspective eyes to look at the twenty-five ordinary people around him and the various equipment inside the scholar's body to assist the organs to move.

I couldn't think of any good solution in my heart.

Humans in this world are completely useless.

Those brilliant true spirits comparable to diamonds that have evolved in the original world after countless billions of years, in the way they keep using their bodies to influence the soul, and the soul affects the true spirit, they keep lowering the level of the true spirit.

Up to now, there are very few diamond-level brilliant spirits.

There is no way to save it.

And most importantly, even if the humans in this world were saved, it would be difficult for them to afford the reward he needed.

He is an evil dragon, even the demon gods are unwilling to do business that loses money, so how could he, a money-grubbing evil dragon, be willing to do it?

Looking at the scholar holding the communication screen in front of him, Ace sighed: "I'm sorry, the problems in your world have reached the point where there is no way to solve them. I'm just an ordinary black dragon who hasn't reached the top of the gods yet. There is no solution to your problem."

"However, a saint from my place once said that all the truths and treasures of the world are hidden in history."

"The history of human beings in your world from weak to strong may allow you to find the answer. It depends on your wisdom and a little bit of luck."

Looking at the thoughtful anthropologist in front of him, Ace turned his head and walked towards the distance. Originally, he was thinking of snatching some gold coins in this world to enrich his small coffers.

But after learning that all the souls here are slag souls, the interest dropped to the lowest point in an instant.

Their dragon clan needs gold coins not for the gold coins themselves, but for the stories witnessed during the circulation of gold coins, and those stories are what they need.

With the help of the story, these giant dragons only need to eat, drink, sleep and sleep to obtain countless intelligent lives from the outside world, the tenacity of will that can only be obtained through untold hardships, and to climb to the top of a higher-level ladder.

It's not a silly kid standing in front of the nuclear bomb holding the nuclear bomb button, ready to press it at any time and blow himself up.

The story matters, as does the quality of the soul.

The story formed by the scumbag soul will not bring him much help.

Especially since this is still an interstellar world, how could one even use gold coins to trade in an interstellar world.

On the rubbish mountain, Ace climbed towards the top of the mountain step by step. As he climbed, countless tiny light spots began to spread from the inside of his body to the outside, and his body began to slowly become unreal.

At this soul space inside the body, Ace's one-thousandth consciousness began to walk towards a dark cave.

As Ace stepped into the dark cave, the hazy body from the outside world just climbed to the top of the garbage mountain, and under the moonlight, it turned into fireflies all over the sky and disappeared in place.

The scholar and his twenty-five disciples stared blankly at the existence that had turned into a sky full of fireflies on the top of the garbage mountain.

"Teacher, he said let us find the answer in history, but we have read the history book for countless times, where is the answer?"

A female disciple casually dug out a history book called the Interstellar History Book on her communication screen, and said in confusion.

"The history book that the scholar said is not the interstellar history book that is as exciting and proud as the epic after we humans have stepped into glory."

"It's the history books of us humans sinking into blood, fighting against other races in blood and fire, step by step to the top of the only race in the ancestral star."

"That is our origin and our one and only."

"It's just because it contains too many tragedies and filth, and no one wants to touch it."

With some traces of regret in Angor's tone, he quickly used his authority as a scholar, and began to watch the epic, dirty, heroic, boiling, but chaotic history of their human beings living on the ancestral star.

He should have thought of it a long time ago, sometimes justice is not justice, and evil is not evil.

They are just people living now, judging those things at this time.

There is some justice that is just to an individual but evil to a race, and there is some evil that is evil to an individual but just to a race.

Many things cannot be judged by good and evil, right and wrong.

Only by stretching it on timelines can we see his true meaning.

Angor began to study the history of their race before they entered the starry sky, for their human beings and their world, looking for a solution to the doomed fate of their human beings and the world today.