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By some mistake, Xia Fei took a bottle of Siwu Gene Optimization Liquid that had no trademark, no date, no description, and no origin. Our story begins here...

When history turns into legend When legends become myths When the myths are all mottled When the sand and dust of time obliterate everything Our names and our stories are still spreading in the long river of time Just like the sun hanging high in the sky, it shines on the earth forever and will never go out Remember, there was once a group of people who stood tall and tall between heaven and earth, like the pillars of heaven, and never knelt down to anyone. They hold wind and thunder in their hands, they step on dragons and snakes, they crack the earth with their fists, and they shatter the stars with their palms; they are our ancestors, they have the same bloodline as us, they called themselves witches when they walked on the earth, and after they shattered the void, they became witch gods!

Rise from ruin, resurrect from destruction. The sea turned into dust, the thunder and lightning dried up, that wisp of mist approached the earth again, the shackles of the world were opened, and a mysterious corner of a brand new world was unveiled...

This is a world where scholars control the power of heaven and earth. If you have talent, your poems can kill your enemies, your words can destroy your armies, and your articles can bring peace to the world. Scholars pick up pens and talk about military affairs on paper; they kill enemies and speak in clear words; Jinshi become angry and talk with each other. The sage comes and criticizes with words and writings, he can kill people, he can judge the emperor to be unrighteous and make an enemy country. At this time, the Holy Court controls the literary position, the king controls the official position, the ten kingdoms are fighting, the barbarians are watching, and the monsters are causing chaos. At this time, there was no great rise in poetry in the Tang Dynasty, no poetry in the Song Dynasty, no innovative articles, and no new saints in a century. An unknown boy from a poor family, after his head was smashed, embarked on the road to holiness with poems handed down from ancient times and articles that shocked the saints. Thank you to China Literature's official book review team for providing book review support!

In the future world, genes are king. Various genetic modification drugs developed by Yunyang are popular throughout the universe. Want to get super powers? Please take the genetic modification potion. Want to lose weight successfully? Please take the genetic modification potion. Want to become a beauty? Please take the genetic modification potion. Want to become a handsome man? Please take the genetic modification potion. Want to rejuvenate yourself? Please take the genetic modification potion... Yunyang believes that all problems in the world that can be solved with genetic technology are not problems.

The old man in ragged clothes squatted on the birch wood pillar in front of the dilapidated house, drank a sip of homemade shochu, smoked a strong green toad dry smoke, squinted his eyes, looked at the sunset that was about to set in the Changbai Mountains, and looked at a man about six years old beside him. A seven-year-old child who was playing with two native dogs, one black and one white, said: "Fu Sheng, the beast that scares Siberian tigers the most is not the thick-skinned black blind man, nor the 600-pound wild boar king, but the mountain guard dog that goes up the mountain." Many years later, the old man lay in an inconspicuous grave. The child who was not frozen to death by the smoke cannons in the heavy snow, or who was stabbed in the spine and rolled his eyes to death by the Zhangjiazhai villagers finally walked out of the mountains and came to the city. Like a mad dog that entered the mountains, he was bitten, knelt down, and bowed his head, so he was honored. His father, like an old turtle, died unknown. His brother is like a hungry eagle, fighting in the north. His father is like a thin tiger, facing the Jieshi in the east. Can he, nicknamed Chen Ergou, fight for a lifetime of prosperity? －－－－－－－－－－－－－－