Her already bright and dazzling face seemed to have a lighting effect, making it even more dazzling and makes people dare not look directly at it. Pan Ting wanted to take out a pair of sunglasses to avoid being blinded by the dog's eyes.

Sa'er said: "It's great, let them be born first." He returned the computer to him.

Pan Ting held the computer at a loss, and was so impulsive that he wanted to go out for a few laps!

His eyes swept proudly over and sat next to him, looking at their Zaozi with surprise. The feeling of comfort and excitement seemed to be back in elementary school - Mom! The teacher praised him in front of the whole class, so proud!

Sa'er looked at Pan Ting holding the computer in confusion, his body trembling and shaking. Just as he was about to get the computer back, he saw Pan Ting suddenly blew a long list of crazy laughters: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Saar, Zaozi: "..."

Pan Ting rolled around with laughter. When he finished, wiped his tears and sat up. The first batch of human beings had been born.

"Hey? Shouldn't I personally press the confirmation button?" he asked blankly.

Zaozi looked at him and then at Sa'er. He felt that Sa'er's evil and viciousness was not so difficult to accept than stupidity. He said to Sa'er: "The system description has a prompt that the newly born human beings need the guidance of the Creator."

Sa'er pointed at Pan Ting: "We have the Creator."

Pan Ting snapped his fingers twice and pulled back their attention: "Hey, did I miss any wonderful plot just now?"

Sa'er looked at him, his mouth slightly raised.

Pan Ting was stunned again.

The Glorious Clan was born at the foot of Wuming No. 2 and was accompanied by Wuliang Phoenix.

Since seeing the green wall of Sa'er, Wulianghuang has been lying on the ground, looking at the flowers and plants on the trees, and never stood up again. Therefore, Wuming Mountains and Waters have not yet had an earthquake. It is an excellent place for humans to live in and out for weekends.

When Pan Ting followed Sa'er to the foot of the mountain, two bare male humans were rolling on the ground with heroic hugs and hugging each other.

Pan Ting: "..." His setting is obviously a match between men and women, and he is not tired of working. What exactly does the system add? Why does such a shameful play openly in broad daylight...

My foreplay is so long!

The man rolled twice and suddenly stopped moving. After a while, the one who was lying above stood up and pulled up the one below. The two hugged each other and left in love.

...

Could it be just foreplay, right?

Pan Ting said deeply: "I think there are many things I want to guide them."

Sa'er can: "Yes, they just play, you're going to teach them how to grow and hunt."

Pan Ting said: "I am willing, but I am willing, just... can anyone teach me first?"

Sa'er threw it to him.

As a man who takes world peace as his lifelong goal, he is not suitable for hunting such bloody things. Pan Ting resolutely chose to teach the Glorious Race planting technology!

He turned on the computer, first glanced at the planting steps, and then looked for the suitable food for planting.

...

Two hours later, he turned his head and asked Zaozi: "In addition to the strange plant like the colorful peaches, have I created other foods that can be eaten?"

Zaozi said: "It was not long after the purple horse and the green tiger were born, and they had developed the ability to eat any plant."

Pan Ting: "..."

The sheep was still not finished repairing the problem. Pan Ting immediately took out his computer and created a kind of grain that is convenient to plant, short growth period and sweet taste - rice fruit. It is a magical fruit that can bloom and bear fruit after planting for a day. Knock on the fruit, which is directly covered with white rice.

After Pan Ting created it, he waited in a while.

Not long after, the rice fruits really grew. Pan Ting couldn't wait to open it. He smelled the familiar smell of rice and couldn't help but scoop a spoon into his mouth. The sweet taste seemed to be white rice mixed with sugar, which was so delicious that it made people cry.

"Is it okay?" Zaoko patted his feet.

"It's nothing, I'm so happy." Pan Ting finished the rice fruit in his hand in a few bites.

Zaozi pointed at Miguozi: "But it has something to do."

Pan Ting looked down and saw that the rice fruit had withered. Not only that, the soil beside it gradually turned purple, and the grass nearby slowly withered.

Pan Ting's hand shook, and the fruit shell of the rice fruit fell to the ground, "What's the matter?"

Zaozi took out the computer and pointed to the system's supplement: [Note] Once the fruit leaves the body, it will wither quickly and produce toxins, causing the nearby soil to poison and no grass to grow.

Pan Ting shouted: "I have a vegetative vegetative! How can I plant this on a large scale?" He didn't dare to eat it after planting it. Eating it is equivalent to killing the chicken to get eggs!

Sa'er appeared, stepped on the purple land and said slowly: "This plant will only make humans develop lazy habits that are not enterprising, and is not suitable for the present."

Pan Ting said: "I also know that planting should be sowed, fertilized and watered, and then wait until autumn. But the problem now is that we can all wait, humans cannot wait, and they will starve to death. By the way, there is no autumn in this world yet."

Saar pulled his hand and gently placed the seed in his hand: "Do as you say."

Pan Ting looked down at the seed in his hand: "How long will it take?"

“Three months.”

"It's too slow! I'm not a necromancer, and I can still command them to continue working when they become skeletons."

Saar pointed to the animal hidden in the grass: "Hunting."

Pan Ting held his forehead and said, "This is a real technical job, not something that ordinary people can do."

Sa'er can: "Believe in the potential of the human beings you create. They are hardworking, brave, strong, kind and simple."

Pan Ting said: "You have such a good memory."

Saar canon: "You are the creator of this world and should remember every result of you."

"Isn't you?" He discovered the benefits of the two Creators - complementary.

Saer reminded him: "The Glorious Clan is going hungry."

Pan Ting took two steps, stopped suddenly, turned to look at him: "We have worked very well recently."

Saar looked at him in confusion.

Pan Ting muttered as he walked: "If you talk, I will do it, if you use your brain and feet, if you treat ceo, I will be a running errand... What are you talking about? You are still an office worker!"

He didn't know what the mentality of the gods in the mythological stories appeared before mortals, but he was still... quite nervous.

Pan Ting said: "I am so handsome, will I scare them?"

Zaozi said, “Didn’t they draw according to your appearance?”

"My demeanor and charm are beyond my ability to draw it even by a master of painters!"

"What's more, the painter is still a scumbag."

“…”

Pan Ting slowly approached the Glorious Clan.

The men of the Glorious Clan were playing with each other. The women sat next to him and were stunned when they saw him approaching. The pair of eyes looked at his face first, then his clothes, then his face, then his clothes...

Pan Ting felt that the other party's gaze was like a dog's tongue, and he was about to be licked to pieces.

"Ahem." He broke the silence, "Hello, I am... God."

The Glorious Clan looked at him blankly.

Zaoko whispered: "They have not developed a language system yet."

Pan Ting's mouth twitched slightly: "I won't ask me to start teaching with language, right?"

Zaozi said, "If you will."

Pan Ting: "..." The consonant vowel of the Chinese pinyin... is wrong, it seems to be the initial vowel.

Several bold men surrounded him. One of them reached out to touch Pan Ting's hair. Seeing that he had no reaction, he pulled his clothes again. Pan Ting was about to speak to stop him, but the remaining few people rushed to the ground.

Pan Ting, who was pressed at the bottom of the pyramid, said: "..." We scattered the scatter.

Zaozi came in through the gap: "They are such enthusiastic children."

It's a naughty child at all!

Pan Ting gritted his teeth and said, "First of all, I want to teach them the right way to say hello!"

The men were still very sensible and got up after ten minutes.

Pan Ting patted their stretched palms and lowered his head to tidy up his clothes.

The men looked at each other in confusion, obviously not understanding why they were disliked.

Looking at their honest and innocent expressions, Pan Ting was no longer angry and pointed at himself gently: "God! God, God..."

The men hesitate to open their mouths.

"god?"

"god!"

"god……"

Pan Ting nodded with relief. The child is teachable and deserves to be the human being he created.

A man suddenly rushed over excitedly and hugged him: "God God...God God..."
Chapter completed!