Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel shocked. He looked at Zhuang Zhou deeply. Then he opened the book to read it. The first page read: "As soon as Pangu opened the world, I have passed countless meetings. I don't know how to calculate this time so that future generations can understand it. So I omitted the past time. Today, Nuwa created the human race in Buzhou Mountain. I have feelings and created a book to record it. So I started to remember it by taking this as the first year of the human race."

Below, there is a timekeeping method. Zhuang Zhou and Zhuang Xiong have the same mind and memories of later generations. He has directly brought the calculation methods of later generations. He doesn't care whether it matches the situation? He takes a day as the rising and falling moon as one day, thirty days as one month, and December as one year. Of course, he still knows that 365 days a year is 366 days, and he knows that the extra five days are allocated.

As for the time being, wait for future generations to find a way to go slowly. Anyway, this is a major event in the human race, and all the major events are recorded. As long as it is determined that it is that day, it is enough. If you have to subdivided it, it is enough to have an approximate time. There is no need to make a specific time, minute and second.

Zhuang Xiong looked carefully and the first chapter of the first chapter was the record of Pangu's creation. Not only that, but the following also introduces all the known information about Pangu. Pangu's creation genius has the prehistoric races. Since the human race lives in the world created by Pangu, he must respect Pangu.

The second page records Hongjun's preaching as a saint. Although the human race did not directly receive its favor, indirectly, Hongjun's role is no less than Pangu. Whether it is fighting Luohu or preaching to the prehistoric world, it has an extraordinary impact on this world. In particular, Hongjun is also a saint's teacher, including Nuwa, who created humans, and Hongjun is also a disciple of Hongjun's sect. Hongjun has great love and lifelong life, which is worth worshipping.

It was not until the third page that he finally preached that Nuwa created human beings. There was no need to find a reason for this. Nuwa created human beings, even the mother of the human race, so he needed a big book. The first two pages introduced Pangu Hongjun or each page were left. However, he slowly stuffed a whole page without putting it down. Zhuang Zhou was also a wonderful person. He used magic power to compress the characters to reduce them, and even later he had the effect of turning pages in the void, and finally wrote all these contents in it.

The later records are no longer all the great gods of the prehistoric world, but some things that seem unimportant but play an important role in the development of the human race. For example, the first person who thinks of digging caves to live, the first person who thinks of making clothes, and the first person who learns to use fire. They think of the Shuiren, the Ziyi and the Chaoren family that have been passed down in later generations. Others who have also found trap hunting, fruit wood transplantation, etc. have also been recorded one by one. Although they have made extraordinary contributions, they just don’t seem to have such extraordinary significance.

Zhuang Xiong looked through it carefully, but suddenly found a little unharmonious place. He couldn't help asking: "Have you been here? What did you do? Did you say anything?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "He is too boring, so he talked to us for a while, and then he kept wandering among the human race. Sometimes he would go in seclusion and realize the truth, but he didn't say anything. He had a cold face and didn't know what he was thinking about. However, you know what might happen later, so I recorded it in. If it really happened, it would be a memorable thing."

Zhuang Xiong nodded slightly, but said nothing. He continued to look through the notes in his hand until he carefully looked at the last page. He closed it gently. After thinking for a long time, he sighed: "I didn't expect that before I knew it, the human race has 500 years passed, and has tens of millions of people. He has arranged food, clothing, housing and transportation. It's considered to be on the right track. What you did is really good. If I were here, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do so well."

Zhuang Zhou shook his head and didn't say anything, but looked at Zhuang Xiong and smiled slightly, revealing a little indifferent. Cang Xiong couldn't help but smile and said, "Boss, the human race is a group of cute guys. I am very happy to help them do things. Even if you are here, you can't help but help them better. But the result of our corpse may not be like. At that time, you should take care of it. I, Lao Xiong, have no worries. Just this request, you must help."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "You are so stupid, you really pretend to be stupid to me? I want you to take care of the human race, okay? I will not leave it alone. However, the human race will have greater development in the future, and it is time for us to let go. However, the human race will explore it yourself. Without going through some hardships, how can we compete for the protagonist of the world? Even if we have a backdoor, will I be embarrassed to go to Hongjun? "

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "This is right, but if it's a battle or something, I probably won't be able to help you. You know my personality. Why not just change my identity and hide it in this human race? You can continue to write down the major events of the human race. I promise that no matter what happens, I will live as an ordinary person. Even if the human race encounters the disaster of extermination, I will not take action."

Cang Xiong couldn't help but shout, "Lao Zhuang, have you passed? Such a group of cute guys in the human race, do you have the heart to be hurt? I just finished saying that I want to take care of the human race, but I can't help but beat you up if you do this."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "It's not like this, but how can you grow up to the point of being the protagonist of the world without going through the hardship? Moreover, I believe that even if I don't react, if there is a disaster of extermination in the human race, the first one who gets angry must be the boss, and I want to make a record and wait for the boss's orders before taking action."

Zhuang Xiong frowned slightly and smiled, "I didn't see that, Zhuang Zhou, you seem to have grown up and matured a lot."

Zhuang Zhou said embarrassedly: "Actually, this is not the case. Actually, I am still an otaku. However, although among your three flowers, I have less popularity. Even if we are an otaku, we are still alone. Are we bored all day long among your three flowers in the purple palace?"

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "If you feel bored, you can tell me, am I such an unreasonable person?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled foolishly, "But we are still an otaku. If you let me out, you have to talk, walk, and maybe you have to do things. How can you be relaxed in the human race? You sleep every day, wake up and see how the human race is busy, and then sort out the human race's records. If you have anything worth recording, record it. This is what an otaku should do."

Zhuang Xiong was speechless, threw the notepad in his hand to Zhuang Zhou, turned around and shook his head, "Old Xiong, let's go, this guy is out of salvation."

Cang Xiong snorted contemptuously and said, "The boss is right, but it's hopeless. Let's go and let this guy make a pool of mud here by himself."

However, the smile on Zhuang Zhou's face became brighter and he looked at Zhuang Xiong's back quietly.

Zhuang Xiong took a few steps, but suddenly turned around and said solemnly: "Even if you need to join the three corpses to prove the truth, I will not let you disappear in vain. You are all my ** personality, just like another me. I will definitely think of a way to retain your mind. At worst, you can reincarnate. So don't be too pessimistic."

Cang Xiong said disdainfully: "Is pessimism something that I, Lao Xiong, can do?"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes burst into light and said hurriedly: "Is it really possible?"

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "I knew you had my character of sadness and tragic spring and autumn, and pretended to be brilliant for me. But of course this matter is possible. I have always suspected that the main body of the Three Pure Ones is not Pangu's incarnation of the soul. Although it seems to be the soul on the surface, it should actually be Pangu's incarnation of the three corpses or the ** mind formed by the incarnation. Therefore, it is certainly possible. However, according to Hongjun, I should not have realized the truth so early, so don't start thinking about it now."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "It's a joke from the boss. However, what the boss said really makes some sense. I will think about it carefully if I'm fine."

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "What do I laugh at or not? This is part of me. What is the difference between me and I laugh at you and myself? Nowadays, we are like confidants. It is the best way for you to do things for me. I can't bear to leave just like this. I have to squeeze out your surplus value and say it."

Zhuang Zhou glanced at Cang Xiong, and the two couldn't help but smile at the same time, "Welcome the boss to squeeze our value." Even though Cang Xiong is not pessimistic, it is much better to have the opportunity to live with his own ** personality instead of being trapped in a magic weapon to be a weapon spirit. Zhuang Xiong made this promise for them, but it was really rare, and the two of them could not help but feel unhappy.

Zhuang Xiong smiled and didn't say anything, but waved his hand and called Cang Xiong to continue leaving. At this time, Zhuang Zhou's smile seemed to be less brilliant than before, but it was a little more real.

Not far from the human race, Zhuang Xiong suddenly asked, "Old Xiong, have you ever thought about where to go if you have time?"

Cang Xiong was stunned and said in a daze: "Aren't you following the boss? Is the boss leaving it to me for nothing? I really haven't thought about where I am going."

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "I asked you to leave the human race, but I just didn't expect that you could not help but interfere in the human race's affairs. The human race still has to rise up on its own. However, I have nothing important to you at this time. Haven't you ever thought about what you would do when you are alone?"
Chapter completed!