Prehistoric: Start with Fuxi as Your Neighbor

Lu Chen was planting peach trees and weeding at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. Fuxi called him through the bamboo fence to come out and watch the battle between the three clans. The two sat down at the stone table to discuss, and Lu Chen casually missed the word "history book". The fingertips of the handsome young man opposite him trembled slightly - this man could predict the future, and he was definitely not taking it easy.