Chapter 2026 God Mother
I'm really pissed off. What are these gifts?
If you want to kill all the main gods, the best way is to send a bunch of cubs, and they are male and female life forms that directly enter the mature stage.
Mo Ming was not too confused and added: "No return or exchange, but it can be disposed of."
How to deal with it? It's not just killing. These first-generation gods didn’t know what would happen after death, whether they would turn into ashes, turn into rocks, or something else.
Mo Ming: "Become other things, animals or trees and flowers."
The long-haired glutinous rice dumplings with big, watery eyes suddenly appeared in my mind...
Seeing Mo Ming suddenly elongating his face, he quickly kicked the dumpling away.
Don't think about other things. These are the first-generation gods. They should be quite expensive. They were given to her as gifts because she couldn't afford them. How could the gifts be killed and turned into something else?
Looking at the long-legged tuna jumping in the distance, and the fourteen uncivilized first-generation gods in front of me, I couldn't help but sigh at the power of the law. There is a rule everywhere, that is: the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.
She slowly went down. As soon as she got down, two male first-generation gods jumped up and tried to drag her down again.
When the anger really got up, I just went down and slapped everyone away.
The other first-generation gods opened their mouths slightly and watched in shock as these two flew into the air in a perfect parabola as if they were thrown out, and were shot at least twenty meters away.
Looking at the dirt on her palms, she couldn't laugh or cry. She hadn't bathed or washed her face in a long time.
Flying to find them, the two guys were knocked unconscious and lying on the grass. The gods would not be defeated so easily, so they flew back one by one and threw them in front of the other first-generation gods.
She saw fear in the eyes of the other first-generation gods.
If you don't understand respect, then be afraid, otherwise she won't be able to be a parent. For wolves, whoever knows how to fight and hunt has a higher status. Even the problems of wolf cubs tearing down homes and catching cats and biting livestock were cured by her. Are you still afraid of these first-generation gods who should be smarter than wolves?
"My name is Xining, and I created this planet and you." In fact, the planet originally existed, and you gave it away by charging your phone bill.
Xining shamelessly pretended to be sacrosanct and had absolute right to speak: "I will teach you to make you live a better life. You can choose to leave, but those who stay must listen to me. , you can’t betray me, otherwise the only result will be death!”
Those first-generation gods looked at each other, and then one of them lay down. With the first, there was the second...
Xining looked at them in a daze, each one lying on the ground like the two fainted guys, with their hands raised forward. Is this surrendering posture a bit too much? Well, no one taught them to kneel down. Just lie down, as long as it makes sense.
"I'm willing to be obedient... Me, so am I..." I've just learned how to speak, so I'm not sure yet.
By the river, a group of handsome men and beauties were playing.
The first thing was of course to let them freshen up, but after washing and washing, these first-generation gods started having a water fight. The two male first-generation gods who fainted were also carried by their companions to wash them. A handful of water was poured on them and they woke up immediately. Now I'm playing along, it's really heartless.
The scenery is beautiful, but a bit harsh on the eyes. If it weren't for my sister's determination, I would be drooling.
She didn't have time to look too much, because she was busy making clothes!
It turns out that these first-generation gods should have worn clothes, but over time, the clothes were worn out, and they had no ability to restore or repair them. No one taught them to wear leaves, grass skirts, or animal skins, which led to the current results.
When doing tasks, although my needlework is not very good, I still know how thread and cloth come from. There is no cotton at present, and no flax plants. He looked at the long grass by the river, pulled out a few roots, and used his mind to pull out the meridians, and he was able to twist them into threads. After gathering some threads, I still used my mind to arrange the threads according to the longitude and latitude.
Mo Ming, who was suspended in mid-air next to him, snorted: "What kind of clothes are you wearing?"
Even if they are covered with cloth, they will not last more than three to five years. Is it possible to leave these first-generation gods naked? I don’t know how tiring it is to weave with your mind. Either go buy clothes for your sister or don’t bother.
Mo Ming immediately fell silent, knowing that this iron cock would not spend points, even for the cheapest skin, so she could only work hard to make clothes.
After washing, I made a set of clothes. I randomly chose a goddess and put on the clothes she knitted. She used her mind to transfer the deconstruction on the branches and made two wooden combs to help one of the goddesses comb her hair.
This hair was so knotted that it looked like a bird's nest, but I still relied on my thoughts to make the knotted hair smooth. Then tie the hair into a bun with animal bones or branches.
A goddess wearing a tube top, a short skirt, and a bun appeared in front of everyone. He instantly transformed an unkempt primitive man into a coolly dressed goddess.
I also want her to wear more clothes, but there is no way. Time and energy are limited.
All the other first-generation gods were extremely happy: "It looks good, I want it too, I want it too."
Come on, do you know how laborious this is? She was almost out of breath and waved her hand: "We'll talk tomorrow." Then she became invisible and then disappeared.
The sky is getting dark, and this planet also has day and night cycles, which should be similar to most planes, with twelve hours and twenty-four hours in a day.
It’s no longer possible to practice Qigong. Just sit down cross-legged and your luck will change day by day. I don’t know how long it will take. Then rest, but where to sleep?
Mo Ming: "The Lord God does not need to sleep unless he wants to sleep."
Just keep your eyes open and wait for your strength to recover without sleeping? Without internet, entertainment, or even books, the night would be long. Think about it, it is better to close your eyes and sleep, time flies by the fastest.
The main god's body can be turned into a virtual body, and he can just close his eyes and sleep, letting his body float and drift.
When the sun rises, the sunlight wakes her up. I opened my eyes and felt that my physical strength had basically recovered.
He rubbed his face and went to find the first-generation gods who gave them to him. As a god mother, he must fulfill his responsibility and teach these cubs well. Otherwise, if other people saw that they were so "honorable", I wonder if they would laugh at her for raising a bunch of two-legged beasts for being a god rather than a religious person.
When I went there, the first-generation gods were having breakfast. I saw them lying in front of the two-legged tuna carcass one by one, gnawing like jackals and tigers. It's just hard to look at.
Ask them to get up first and wash their faces. Then teach them to drill wood to make fire, use stone knives to cut off meat, and stick it on branches to roast.
After some operations, these first-generation gods ate the roasted meat, and they all danced with joy and shouted that it was delicious.
I can't help but sigh, poor babies, it's my sister who came late. I will definitely teach you well and let you get away from primitive society before leaving.
After they were full, they were not allowed to be idle and began to learn to spin and weave. Of course, they are not using their minds. They are taught step by step how to pull out the meridians from the grass, dry them in the sun, knead them until soft, then twist the threads, and weave the twisted threads horizontally and vertically layer by layer.
It was soon discovered that these first-generation gods were very smart and each was good at it. One of them ran very fast and was good at hunting. Another one knew how to knit, and three days later he was able to weave a straw mat out of straw.
(End of chapter)