Offering a grassland to the universe

When the racer of Mount Haruna woke up, it had already been a long time.

His mind was muddled and white, and he felt very tired. He was like a deflated balloon filled with water, shriveled and lying on the ground.

"Where am I?"

His mind was muddled. He thought about it seriously and vaguely remembered the scene before he lost his memory. He talked about the history of China's Buddhism and Taoism and the final truth of the ancient gods in the forum.

After that, he was taken away by the ancient God without even a moment's rest. After thinking about it seriously, he still couldn't remember what the ancient God had said. What secret research had he been fortunate enough to participate in?

"I ... I'm exhausted, as if my body has been hollowed out." He struggled to get up.

...

On the other side.

Xu Zhi knew very well that creatures like the Tiandao piano, the Phoenix, the alchemy factory, and the protozoa were all unique mutants that could not be replicated.