"Why can you get lucky by eating everything?" Bu Fang didn't understand very much.

"The Creator is the origin of all life." Siri looked at Bu Fang and said, "At the beginning of the universe's creation, this universe was dead silent and there was no life."

"I seem to have studied in biology or some kind of class?" Bu Fang thought hard. He was probably a poor student in terms of learning.

"A pot of hot soup or something formed in the original ocean of the earth?"

"The existence or not of life is a very difficult question to be dialectical, just like how the first string of life that can absorb external matter and replicate itself comes from, this is always an unsolvable proposition." Siri looked at Bu Fang, and there was a little transcendence in his black eyes: "At least, our Holy Spirit believes that the initial birth of life originated from the death of the Creator."

"His active flesh and blood spread throughout the planet, spontaneously trying to rebirth together, but by chance constitutes various lives that cover the planet."

"And since its birth, these lives have begun to fight and kill each other endlessly, fighting for the highest position at the food chain, and all of this is determined by the Creator's will to devour everything."

"If I said this, then luck shouldn't have happened long ago?" Bu Fang asked.

If life on Earth has experienced billions of years of endless killing and fighting each other since its birth, then this game should have ended long ago.

"This is the problem." Siri smiled and looked at Bu Fang: "Because I encountered some problems, that is, life on Earth, with the endless killing of each other, the number has not decreased, but increased."

Bu Fang was stunned for a moment.

This is not consistent with common sense.

"Because of the existence of the sun." Siri replied with a smile as he looked at Bu Fang.

"You should have learned that the sun fusion and burns endlessly, and then sprinkles endless light and heat on our planet. The people of the Creator create a large amount of matter by absorbing the sun's light, and then give birth to more lives. The sun shines on the earth for 4.6 billion years, and from the birth of the first batch of Creator's descendants, they absorb more than 3 billion years of sunlight."

"It sounds a bit scary." Bu Fang couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said.

"Because it is terrible." Sili nodded: "The Creator has truly died, but his scattered flesh and blood are always thinking about how to resurrect himself. They contain primitive desire to kill, urging all living beings to kill each other. However, in this process of killing, the split flesh and blood not only did not decrease, but increased significantly."

"It was not until the emergence of humanity that all this changed." Siri continued.

Bu Fang looked at Sili and did not understand why Sili said that.

"Because humans have no enemies in this world, or in other words, our enemies are only ourselves." Siri said lightly.

“For example, tell me what you ate today?”

"I ate soy milk and fried dough sticks in the morning, fried chicken burgers at noon, and for dinner, I might prepare a bowl of potato and beef rice topping." Bu Fang said to Sili.

Answer questions as soon as possible.

"If you are an ordinary animal, then you may go hunting in the morning or try your best, dig out the rhizomes of underground plants at noon, and at night if you find nothing, you will even chew on the rotten corpses." Siri said softly: "But you are a human, so you have received gifts that are unimaginable to all living things."

"Humans sow and breed in large quantities on this planet, and almost use the material of the entire planet to feed themselves."

"Do you remember what I said?" Siri asked.

"What do you mean?" Bu Fang asked back.

"All life in this world has the flesh and blood of the Creator. Not only animals, but also plants, and even those invisible fungi and viruses are part of the flesh and blood of the Creator." Siri looked at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang gradually understood why Sili said that humans were at the highest level of the food chain, so he awakened and lucky.

"This is something that has never happened on this planet in billions of years. A creature can actually use the entire planet as its own pasture and manor to fill its own stomach." Siri said lightly: "If you regard human beings as a unified huge living body, you will feel that this greedy life is sucking the entire planet."

"Then humans began to concentrate the flesh and blood of the Creator more and more in the body, so that the quantitative change eventually caused a qualitative change?" Bu Fang asked tentatively.

"Yes." Siri rarely gave Bu Fang a affirmation.

"We plant, we breed, we hunt, we fish, we almost have all the creatures on this earth, so we have to work hard to protect them from extinction."

"If there were no crops grown by humans, the livestock raised by breeding, and only relying on wild animals on the earth, how long do you think they could make these nearly 10 billion humans eat?"

Sili looked at Bu Fang and stretched out a finger.

"Eat less than a year."

Bu Fang swallowed again.

If you say this, everything makes sense.

If there is really a so-called creator, humans will constantly plunder the entire earth's life matter to fill their stomachs, of course, it will also greatly enrich the flesh and blood of the creator in the human group, quantitative change will cause qualitative change, and ultimately awakening the so-called luck is not impossible.

Or it's something that has happened.

"I understand." Bu Fang nodded.

"No, you don't understand." Si Li looked at Bu Fang and shook his finger.

"Do you still remember how you awaken to the lucky ones?" Siri asked.

"I fell into the river." Bu Fang tried to describe his awakening as briefly as possible.

"Near-death experience, right?" Si Li said lightly as he looked at Bu Fang.

"I once told you that the flesh and blood of the Creator has a strong desire to survive."

"This is not obvious when the concentration is not high, but if the concentration reaches a certain threshold, when the host is dying, the creator's flesh and blood will be activated, and he will try to repair the host's body and awaken a capability that the Creator once possessed."

Bu Fang felt that he really understood this time.

In this way, Dong Shanshan, Gu Bei, and Xie Junhao's situation can be understood.

"But this also has a fatal disadvantage." Siri looked at Bu Fang.

The black eyes were filled with indifference.
Chapter completed!