Although there was ten thousand reluctance in his heart, the gods summoned him. As a wage earner, he could only obey. Who made himself promise to work for one hundred million years?

He used to think that working was a very easy thing, but he didn't expect... The working people really earn hard-earned money!

Ross, who became a peasant construction worker, was deeply touched. Even after resting for 30,000 years, he still performed mechanical sorcery and dug wildly at the passage.

One after another witchcraft was displayed as if it didn't need money. In the blink of an eye, countless soil debris and waste were dug up by him, and then collected by Yang Shou, and sent to the prehistoric world using the teleportation array.

In the distant outer space, in the endless ocean of the prehistoric world, a sea island is constantly expanding, and the soil is sedimented, gradually forming a huge continent.

The consciousness of the prehistoric world immediately realized that something was wrong, but instead of preventing the accumulation of soil, it became excited.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since the last time that indescribable great existence appeared, and now it has once again felt a familiar aura from the soil.

Like a small child, it revolves around this continent obediently, with consciousness floating around, witnessing the growth of this continent with its own eyes.

The diameter of the prehistoric world is 10,000 meters, which is equivalent to 300% of the size of the moon, but these life cells are transplanted from petri dishes and are tiny in size. Compared to them, the prehistoric world is infinitely large!

The single-celled organisms have not yet walked out of the ocean at this time. They have adapted to the cosmic radiation to swim freely in the ocean, and have also experienced the birth of this island.

Yang Shou engraved a teleportation array on the earth's reservoir, and he was sending water to the flooded world in a quantitative manner every moment, making the ocean area of ​​the flooded world continue to expand.

At first, it was the size of a small pond on the earth, but gradually it has become a large lake. In the lake, it is the soil dug up by Ross.

Dirt from Earth!

These soils have no radiation, and in a universe full of radiation and various radioactive substances, they can be called holy places for the birth of life!

The single-celled organisms also seem to feel that the island is good for them, and they desperately climb to the island.

However, as soon as they set foot on land, they became extinct, and countless predecessors died on the way to the island.

The consciousness of the prehistoric world witnessed all this and watched countless creatures run to the island madly, but it did not hold back, because instinct told it that the breath on the island would help it grow.

"The breath of the primordial god..."

Its fragmented consciousness made an incomprehensible sound, and settled on this newly born island in the prehistoric world.

At this time, Yang Shou, who was on the earth, didn't know that the soil he transported to the prehistoric world actually caused a small accident in the prehistoric world, and inadvertently promoted the evolution of the prehistoric world.

Conventionally, in the immature environment of outer space, it would take a long time for a single cell to evolve into fish and reptile life, but these soils can greatly shorten this time.

The entire prehistoric world is made of radioactive meteorite fragments. Only this island has extremely healthy and pollution-free soil, which is very conducive to the birth of life.

"Twenty years have come, take a break and combine work and rest."

Yang Shou stood in the yard, looking at the bottomless big hole under his feet, his eyes focused, seeing Ross lying on the ground, panting with relief.

"Finally off work..."

Ross took a long breath, and tears were about to fall.

Finally...the excavation sorcery can no longer be performed mechanically.

Finally... I can sleep in Xiao Ling's arms.

finally……

Away from this terrifying labor-extracting god.

After Yang Shou transported him to the Hongmeng space, he immediately returned to the Zixiao Immortal Palace. This time, he didn't even bother to take a bath, so he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

He was so exhausted that he didn't even notify Ling Nian that he was off work. He only had one thought: to sleep until the end of the world, the world would be destroyed!

Ten thousand years later, Ling Nian, who came out of the retreat, found out that Ross had come back from get off work. Looking at Ross, who was covered in mud, unkempt, with messy hair, frowning, and waving his hands in his sleep, unintentionally performing a magic trick. Suddenly a little distressed.

A good person, how could he be tortured like this?

Ling Nian gently stroked Rose's face. If it wasn't for him, Rose would not have been found by the gods, would not have agreed to work for the gods, would not have been so tired.

She has already decided that when Rose wakes up, next time she will go with him...to work for the gods.

20,000 years later, the migrant worker Ross woke up, washed his whole body, and regained most of his energy. He was in a good mood for a while, but there was one more problem.

Whether walking or talking to Ayano, he would occasionally make digging movements subconsciously, using digging magic to come out...

This action has been carved into his bones, and I am afraid that he will never forget it in this life...

On the outskirts of Zixiao Immortal Palace, in a beautiful forest of love flowers.

These flowers were cultivated and bred by Ling Nian by selecting the most beautiful flowers from many plants, and she named them Love Flowers. The entire Hongmeng Space is located here.

Ling Nian and Rose were walking. Ling Nian looked at Rose's movements strangely, and couldn't bear to say, "Senior brother, I will accompany you this time. Someone can help you..."

Ross thought about it for a while, and was about to refuse.

The flowers of love were flying, and the whole tree couldn't bear his passive witchcraft, and burst directly.

"It's already the nineteenth..."

Ayana said quietly.

Ross was quite embarrassed, and he didn't want to. Just as he was about to explain, he exploded another love flower.

"Liannian, you also saw that this time I went to dig a space channel for the gods. The amount of tasks is huge, and I have developed such a terrifying passive skill in only forty years. Do you want to be like me?"

After speaking, as if deliberately, Ross exhumed the largest love flower tree again, the trunk debris flying, and the love flowers flying all over the sky, landing on the tip of Ling Nian's hair.

Ling Nian imagined herself becoming like Ross, and subconsciously shook her head: "If I want to become like this, I might as well die..."

Ross: "..."

Shouldn't he be alive...

The two cherished this hard-to-get time together. In the Love Flower Forest, they communicated while... digging trees.

Until Yang Shou's voice sounded, Ross hugged Ling Nian heavily, like a husband who was about to go out to work saying goodbye to his wife, just to say that I will definitely make money back in the new year.

After Ross said goodbye, Ayanen turned around and looked at the place they had just walked all the way...

Remnants of flowers are everywhere, a mess.

"Let's leave this kind of rough work to men. After the senior brother dug through the space channel, I must develop the transformation technique!"

Ayanen set a goal for herself, and then retreated again.

Yang Shou stood in the yard and glanced at Ross, without much gossip, Ross jumped into the space passage sensible.

Habitual digging started.

After 40 years of digging, the space channel has almost reached 50,000 meters.

A single mechanical action, day after day, year after year, would have collapsed long ago if it were an ordinary person, but Ross completed the task very well.

Twenty years later, Yang Shou gave him a 30,000-year vacation.

After waiting in the backyard for ten minutes, he descended to the Hongmeng space again and called Ross out to work with a projection.

That's right, 30,000 years in Hongmeng space is exactly ten minutes in reality!

"Although I stopped the time acceleration of the wizarding world and the rune world, the sky is almost dawn, and it must be finished before dawn!"

The acceleration in Ross is three hundred years a day, and an hour for more than ten years. He, the creator god, is staying up late and working overtime in order to prepare a new world for people in the wizarding world.

Of course, he just stayed up late to oversee the work.

It was Ross who really worked overtime. He even cultivated passive skills in this repeated excavation project, and Yang Shou was taken aback for a moment.

However, the effect of constantly squeezing the migrant workers is remarkable. Before dawn, Ross completed the 100,000-meter excavation task and dug through the earth's crust by himself!

For the sake of safety, Yang Shou also asked Ross to reinforce the space channel from beginning to end to prevent the space channel from collapsing.

In the end, Yang Shou encouraged and praised Ross well, and promised him that he would not be allowed to dig things in the future...

Ross nodded symbolically and accepted the words in front of him, but when he heard that he was not allowed to dig something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall god, tears welling up in his eyes, grateful to Dade, and almost cried.

It is conceivable that in the past hundred years, what kind of torture he has suffered physically and psychologically.

Yang Shou comforted him again, and in his expectant eyes, he reassured that he would never be allowed to dig something in the future.

After taking Ross back into the Hongmeng space, Yang Shou came to the big hole in the space passage.

At a glance, it is bottomless, like an endless abyss, revealing a shady breath.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Shou jumped down.

The wind whistled past his ears, and he only felt that under the action of gravity, the whole person was falling madly, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

When it was estimated that it had dropped to less than half, Yang Shou performed witchcraft and began to walk in the air, landing slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, his feet finally hit the ground, and the surroundings were pitch black. Yang Shou stretched out his hand and touched a hard rock, but he didn't know what it was.

Yang Shou stretched out his finger, and a bit of fire sprang from his fingertips ~www.novelmt.com~ to illuminate the darkness around him.

"Sunfire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire on his fingertips expanded with a bang, and the heat continued to increase, melting everything around him.

The fire of the sun is also a witchcraft recorded in the "Codex of Wizards". Unlike the light of annihilation, it is the earliest witchcraft developed after the emergence of the wizard system.

During the three hundred years of darkness in the wizarding world, the wizards of the human race developed spells for the survival of the race, replacing the sun with flames, bringing light to the world.

This is the most primitive witchcraft practiced by Loki, Vulkan, and Agni. It was displayed by Yang Shou at this moment, but it was infinitely terrifying. The endless heat bloomed and melted the surrounding rocks into a pool of water.

Space is expanding!

The world, in this light, was opened up like the creation of the world, one cubic meter, five cubic meters, ten cubic meters...

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