My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 224 211: Changing Times

Everyone's eyes grew excited.
Indeed!
The current Tang Meng is no ordinary person.
She is the Earth Child under Nuwa's seat, who surely smuggled from another space-time dimension, right?
This means she can provide aid here.
Tang Meng: "I didn't really smuggle; I only sent a clone... to solve the crisis you face."
"First of all, I plan to implement a 'Survivor Assistance Plan', dispatching a bunch of 'supersonic' aircraft gods to drop second-generation high-purity original 'Nine Heavens and Earth organisms' upon you. You send your address privately, along with the application reason and your personal advantages, which I will assess. Suitable conditions will see Nine Heavens and Earth organisms airdropped; the gods should manage that."
"You're all familiar with this versatile organism – Nine Heavens and Earth, capable of nurturing life, developing a mortal kingdom; you are all Great Witches."
"Simultaneously, I'll also drop mechanical snails; when they reach your camp, they'll self-replicate and serve as phones, connecting to the spirit network for communication."
"The camp that receives the package must undertake the mission and, as a Great Witch Tribe, start nurturing a mortal kingdom..."
"As for the reason, I've studied it thoroughly; this is Her Highness Nuwa's sponsorship for this interdimensional war with prehistoric Great Witches!"
"Nuwa, being part of the Great Witch Race, couldn't possibly abandon her prehistoric kin. Thus, she's releasing Nine Heavens and Earth to each Great Witch Tribe, letting them mold clay into humans, while Great Witch Tribes nurture mortals and everlasting life."
"We are witches, not humans! Thus, we ask prehistoric Great Witch Tribes to aid in the care of future generations of mortals, indeed all humanity."
"This also offers the Great Witch Tribes a chance to rise, re-emerging the legends of Houyi shooting the sun, Kuafu, Xingtian, and other ancient Great Witch Tribes!"
With this, everyone was utterly thrilled.
Isn't this just a civilization-building game?
Civilization progresses at the speed of days and years, changing each day; in the blink of an eye or a simple closing and opening of the eyes, a year passes, much like hitting the next round button in a game.
If this truly happens, then we, as Great Witches, Mythical Giants, witnessing the changing tides of Earth, experiencing the chaotic forces, it would be incredibly interesting.
"Praise Her Highness Nuwa!"
"Praise Her Highness Nuwa! She empathizes with the suffering of our prehistoric Great Witches!"
"Sends primitive Nine Heavens and Earth so that we might mold clay into humans!"
Fu Qingjun's face turned dark.
When did I ever say these things?
I'm painstakingly fighting off enemies here, and you are causing trouble behind my back?
At this moment, Tang Meng laughed.
"Nine Heavens and Earth organisms are the essence of our Earth's civilization, based on flatworms as the primary template, possessing countless possibilities! They are RNA single-strand organisms, combining clay with the other half of any other organism's gene sequence, presenting limitless possibilities!"
"Consume the Angel Race, and they'll transform into Nine Heavens and Earth type angels; consume the immortal cockroach, and they'll morph into Nine Heavens and Earth type cockroaches."
"So, everyone, the embryo of civilization is in your hands; every survivor camp can apply for a 'civilization embryo', whether it thrives or falters depends on you."
This was an idea Tang Meng had long envisioned.
With the limitless possibilities of Nine Heavens and Earth organisms, it provides the opportunity for the Great Witches to rise.
"I want to apply!"
"I want to apply!"
"The mortal kingdoms I nurture are each heroes of the era; the organisms I fuse are the strongest in the world!"
"I want to create a mechanical civilization, a Transformers seed."
...
An innumerable number of people were enthusiastic.
This equates to a Dream Capsule, Digimon, possessing infinite biological possibilities.
Many now consider the apocalypse not purely a bad thing; it's a crisis, but also a tremendous opportunity.
Harry Potter's Mage!
Eastern Xianxia civilization?
Digimon's world?
Ultraman?
Everything seems possible.
They were incredibly shocked inwardly, now fully understood:
In truth, we have always been the Great Witch Giants of mythology, enduring through thousands of years of change, overseeing the evolution of mortal civilizations of the Earth and even participating in them...but merely, as mortals faced extinction, we witches gradually considered ourselves human...but now, with Nuwa creating humans, we transform back into witches!
Tang Meng: "Priority to those with relevant biological knowledge and those near the camps."
In reality, she had already prepared several lists.
She has interacted with the sword in the past, Mediterranean Barber, Blood Knight, and other official scientists... These individuals who have been actively speaking on the forum; they are indeed intelligent, consistently guiding here, especially...these three also possess a seemingly destined aura as they coincidentally mocked the mysterious person who predicted the apocalypse.
It was reasonable to choose them due to their talents.
Fu Qingjun previously sought them as mentors during his cycle, screening over countless people online before locating those three.
"However, now it's time for you to rise, seeking power?"
Fu Qingjun's eyes darkened.
Upon careful consideration, it makes sense.
This is the best way, appearing absurd, yet it's the optimal choice for the current survivors' humans.
Upon closer inspection, whether these Mist Giants or others, they act according to what best serves them, albeit disgracefully.
Of course, Qin Hong is an exception; she committed suicide upon arrival.
She is emotional, living freely without care for gain or loss, perhaps that contributes to her Martial Dao being immensely strong.
"Even though my population limit has just experienced an explosion, there's no issue in having you help nurture some mortals." Fu Qingjun chuckled.
Uncertain of what his hair has turned into...
The ant civilization nurtured on his head eagerly assisted by countless people, thinking it truly is some prehistoric mortal civilization.
"But really, the whole Earth, things have changed; the apocalypse has arrived, under the influence of my hair's Demon Country, humanity entered the era of Great Witches, assisting in nurturing various Demon Countries."
It resembles a surreal hallucination of fantasy.
Fu Qingjun squinted his eyes: "What is this, universal deification? Nurturing mortal civilizations?"
Being puzzled wasn't fruitful, so he stopped pondering.
Presently, it's clear to him; these are nothing but little brothers.
A myriad of competitions among races!
Countless Great Witches leading numerous civilization kingdoms, rising on this planet, various factions flourishing, myriad civilizations in different dimensions fiercely competing, dazzlingly brilliant.
Appearing promising, yet regrettably Fu Qingjun doesn't believe notable civilizations and formidable figures will emerge in the short term, as it requires accumulation and numerous trials and errors.
Although providing them with relaxation in the camp ensures they aren't idle, it's acceptable.
Tang Meng genuinely considered their welfare.
"Nonetheless, I must continue attending to my matters."
Fu Qingjun spoke mildly; he gazed at the sky, frowning: "Seems there's some movement from the opposition; could it be they've discovered history is false?"