As a Demon God, I'm working on construction in Liyue [Original God]

The bird in charge of delivering the message didn't stay long, and flew away quickly without even a polite word.

tonight.Ping frowned slightly, she thought she would have to wait until tomorrow.

"That's Rain Bird, another member of Lady Bellister's family. We saw her at the door of the laboratory this morning." Bai Di said slowly, "You may see her often in the future."

Ping nodded to remember this, she didn't expect that little bird to be a kin, it looked different from the kin she knew.

"Hurry up and go to the new room. We should be in the same building. Although it's old there, it's the place closest to Lord Beliste. It's very popular." qualifications.

It is worth mentioning that the first batch of residents of her building.

"Then you can come to my room for dinner in the future." Knowing that she and Bai Di could be neighbors, Ping sincerely extended the invitation.

Bai Di smiled and replied, "I'm very happy." Even though she had only been together for half a day, she had a very good impression of Ping.

At a height of several hundred meters, Bellister was sitting on the bed with a newly released storybook in hand.

Because she wants to coax Gan Yu to take a nap, she can only send Sorindoya to deliver the news.

Originally, Bellister could have delayed, but she thought it would be better to tell her earlier, so as not to have long nights and dreams, and make Ping Duo feel uneasy.

Ping is the special envoy sent by Morax, the sooner she clarifies her attitude, the more she can make Ping feel at ease.

After finishing everything and having nothing else to do, Bayrist stroked Gan Yu's horn, and felt a cold touch. Only then did she realize that Gan Yu was an ice unicorn.

Suppressing a laugh, Bellister realized that this was actually a homophonic stalk, but it was a pity that there was no such food as ice cream, so only she knew this stalk.

Maybe I can build an ice cream maker.

Bethlett thought, and used her power where it wasn't necessary.

Ice elemental power can be used to replace the refrigerator, and then Bellister thought of Han Zhuo, the ice snake would be very willing to cooperate with her experiment, after all, he usually eats frozen smoothies.

As for the components, you can ask Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind if he can make them.

Similarity in taste is not enough for Baylist, ice cream that cannot be swirled is soulless!

Xiao Ganyu, who fell into sleep beside Berist, seemed to be dreaming of something bad, she moved a bit, and finally turned sideways.

With drooping eyes, Beslit said to Gan Yu who was sleeping a little restlessly, "Liu Yun is really lucky." The more she looked at it, the more she felt that Gan Yu was cute.

The current Bellister has not yet learned about Gan Yu's life experience from True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Feng. In her heart, Gan Yu is just an ordinary little unicorn.

The sound of flapping wings came from outside, which was the signal of Sorendoya's return.

Withdrawing her hand, Bayrist carefully stood up and walked towards the half-open door, not disturbing Gan Yu's rest.

When Bellister accompanied Gan Yu, she overlooked one thing, that is, because the demon gods are too powerful, their random thoughts and ideas can also have an impact on humans or monsters who are weaker than them.If it is not obvious at ordinary times, but when you are asleep and the spirit is most relaxed, the influence will be displayed in the form of dreams.

So at this time, Gan Yu was dreaming. She dreamed that she was locked in a dark box, and a voice was calling, Bing Qilin, one Samora, and three Ten Moras.

In the dream, Xiao Ganyu shouted desperately, Master, that I don't want to be sold, but to no avail, the box was opened, and a golden light took her away.

"Master." Gan Yu uttered a dream, she didn't know where she would be taken by the golden light, she just wanted to find her master, and then shrink under her wings.

The chief culprit of the nightmare, Bellister, didn't know about it.

"Delivered?" Bellister raised his arms to allow Sorindoya to land.

Sorindoya tilted her head, and she replied, "Sent it, yes, I saw Baidi was still beside her." She noticed it in the morning, but she didn't have time to tell Bailiste.

"She really can't be free." Hearing Baidi's name, Bellister showed a painful expression. To be honest, every time she saw Baidi, she wanted to shout, please don't roll.

Baidi simply regards work as a hobby, so much so that Bellister once suspected that if Baidi had no mermaid blood, she would have died of overwork.

For a while, Beslet wanted to know when Baidi went to work, so he built a butterfly-shaped monitor that could record the flow of elemental force to observe, and found that Baidi's life was abnormally regular.

Every morning at eight o'clock in the morning, Bai Di reported to the General Affairs Department on time, had lunch for an hour, and then worked until six o'clock in the evening. After work, he took away unimportant documents or reports and went back to continue reading.

Belister still remembered her feeling after observing for a few days, thank God, Bai Di still knew how to eat.

Jumping on Balister's shoulder, Sorindoya asked inexplicably, "Isn't Baidi willing to work?" She saw that many bosses like to make their employees work more.

Why is Bellister unwilling?He even issued decrees to prevent his people from overworking.

"Bai Di is the supervisor of the General Affairs Department. If she doubles her work, some of her subordinates will also work overtime unconsciously." Patiently explained the relationship to Sorindoya, "This will have a bad influence. Especially for humans who don't have the eyes of God."

Bellister didn't want ordinary humans in the General Affairs Department to lose their lives because of too much work.

"So you haven't been to the lab lately, to lead by example?"

After froze for a moment, Bellister suddenly realized that she didn't seem to be qualified to say that she was in vain. The physique of the demon god was superior, so sometimes she would not rest for several months because of an experiment result.

"After playing for a long time, the scroll king is actually me?"

Balister muttered to herself, after so many years, she seemed to have finally discovered the truth.

Sorindoya, who didn't get an answer, pecked Bellister's ear, reminding her that she still had questions to answer.

Shaking his head slightly, Bellist avoided Sorindoya and rubbed his sore ear, "I'm not going to the laboratory, because the improvement of the space is a bottleneck, I'm waiting for the end and Liuyun, look at their Can the things I brought back this time give me new inspiration.”

After Balister finished speaking, she suddenly started a new round of curiosity.

She took a group of researchers to reverse engineer the method and technology used by the ancestors of the alien space where the silver-white ancient tree is located for so long, but they still couldn't figure it out.

If those ancestors had such a high level of development, how did they disappear?

In other words, what degree of disaster is it that can erase the traces of the civilization that ruled the entire land on the surface, like uprooting an ancient tree, leaving only a few branches for the newcomers.

Sorindoya, who was standing on Balister's shoulder, didn't know her inner voice, and sighed to himself, "Sometimes the authority of creation is not omnipotent."

"Sorindoya, say it again." Bellister had a flash of inspiration after hearing this, and she suddenly realized that she had had misunderstandings in her thinking for a long time.

Sorendoya didn't know why, but she repeated what she had said.

After a moment of silence, Bellister said to the little bird on her shoulder, "I seem to understand why I encountered a bottleneck." Because she is a demon god who masters alchemy and has the power of creation, she will think about creation in everything .

However, if that space is not the crystallization of technology, but the display of power, then maybe everything now makes sense.

It is like creating a large-scale magma torrent and causing a volcanic eruption. For Bellist, who has the power of fire, it is easy.But in terms of technology, even with the help of Bellister, human beings need to develop for a hundred years or even a thousand years before they can produce this kind of strategic weapon.

When Balister thought of this, she recalled that she encountered the turbulent flow of time in the ruins, and the God of Time who was suspected to be hiding behind.

Since time can be controlled as authority, why is space impossible.

An idea popped up in Bellister's mind, but quickly sank before she could catch it.

Too much trouble.Balister frowned, she decided not to think about it for the time being, she agreed not to roll in, why did she start to curl up again.

So thinking about it, Bayrist stretched her waist, and decided to go to bed first, and then discuss other matters with them after Huifeng and Liuyun came back.

The top of Tianheng Mountain.

Morax looked down on his sanctuary, and the people who lived there were unaware of the impending crisis.

It may not be right to say that it is imminent. The real outbreak of the crisis may take a hundred years, which is too long for human beings.

As a demon god, Morax naturally wanted to see his subjects get better, but he knew that there was a price for all of this, and the crisis was part of the price.

Since the birth of the alchemy demon god with the power of creation and creation, the human world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Belister just relied on her own power to accelerate the speed of human development.

This is not an exaggeration, nor is it enough to make Moraxe curious, because as long as the demon god is willing to help the world, it will definitely bring about unprecedented changes.

After the development of human beings accelerates, they will definitely go to obtain more resources...

At this moment, a messenger from Heulia, the demon god of salt, suddenly appeared from the wind, interrupting Morax's thinking.

Morax nodded, and the man in white holding the letter came to him respectfully, presenting an envelope made of salt.

Applying a little elemental force to open the letter, Morax just saw the beginning and sighed.

Heulia, the demon god of salt, rejected the alliance's request, just as she rejected Morax's contract thousands of years ago.

In the letter made of salt, Heulia emphasized that she did not want her people to be involved in disputes.On this basis, even if the alliance proposed by Morax was only used to guard against the sea tribes such as Oser, she would not risk her people being retaliated by the sea tribes by participating in the alliance among demon gods.

Morax wanted to reply a letter and persuade Heulia to accept it, but he finally chose to give up.

Demon gods have different standards for lovers. Morax will not impose his understanding of lovers on other demon gods. will attack.

"Go back and tell Heulia, I understand." Morax ordered the messenger.

Upon receiving Morax's reply, the messenger didn't leave, but lowered his head even lower.

Morax gave the messenger a look, as if to see what he was about to do.

I only listened to the letter and asked in a low voice, "Dijun, the rock king who controls the power of Qianyan, I hope you can fulfill a humble wish of mine."

Morax's face sank when he heard the messenger's words. He didn't agree with Heulia's lover's philosophy, but he still respected that demon god. She had indeed paid a lot for her people.

If her people were to betray her, Morax would not accept it.

"Can you give my family a weapon that can defend against the enemy?"

Morax was rarely surprised and puzzled by the messenger's next sentence, and he took the initiative to ask the messenger, "Why?"

The messenger held his breath and tried not to appear too excited, "Not long ago, Lord Heulia accepted the conditions of the monsters. As long as our people give up their weapons, they will no longer attack us."

Morax was speechless for a moment, he quietly listened to the messenger.

"The old patriarch tried his best to stop it, but it didn't help."

"I am a citizen of Lord Heulia, and even a compatriot of other tribes. I don't think that if I give up my weapons, those harmful beasts will let my compatriots go."

"So I beg you to give me a weapon so that I can defend my people when necessary, and I am willing to pay any price for this."

When the messenger finished speaking, Morax looked at him, and finally he nodded in agreement.

"can."

The messenger raised his head in gratitude, just in time to witness Morax's long knife condensed with the power of the rock element.

The god who governs the rock said slowly, "It is also a rock element, this knife will not be detected by the demon god of salt, so you can use it to protect your people."

The messenger who got the long knife was very moved, and he left Tianheng Mountain after thanking him thousands of times.

The messenger's shadow disappeared, and the salt particles on his body scattered and drifted in the wind.

For some reason, Morax felt a little regretful.