Taking Stock of the Corpses, a Primordial Dragon Blueprint?

The little darlings had been listening to the conversation around his neck as well. Enraged by these barbaric natives who blasphemed the Father God and had no faith, they spoke up:

"Father, are we to hide our identities, infiltrate the people, and assassinate them one by one?"

"Yes, assassinate their king?"

All sorts of thoughts rang out.

"No. Not assassination." Li Qing shook his head.

An Assassin's Creed-style Jing Ke's Assassination of Qin was certainly feasible, but it was not the best idea.

"To kill a king, the best weapon is not force, but the people's hearts."

Li Qing was well versed in psychology, and there was no doubt his heart was dirty.

"After this great extinction, I want you to establish a church within their civilization. Have them worship God and believe that everything is the Emperor of Atabia's fault. He could clearly have begged God for forgiveness; otherwise, this Purple Cloud Divine Lightning would not have taken the lives of most of his people."

"You will secretly incite the people suffering in pain, have them establish churches behind his back, and pray to God regularly. Only then will God refrain from destroying the world and cleansing the innate original sin of the humans on their land."

"Original sin?" they asked curiously. "They are born with original sin and must atone for it?"

Li Qing thought about it. Doctrine was indeed a problem.

As an Outer God, if he wanted to spread his righteous and noble faith, what would be most useful to preach?

After some thought, Li Qing quickly found an approach that suited this civilization.

Li Qing was normally an atheist, but he was also a pragmatist.

When necessary, he would still believe in a religion—as long as that religion believed in him.

So he immediately pulled out his phone, searched around, and compiled a set of doctrines:

[God said, "Let there be light," and there was light.]

[God saw that the world was too monotonous and said, "Let there be life," and there was life. Life in the world multiplied without end and evolved constantly. God watched over them at every moment, but they grew arrogant and conceited, bearing original sin, so He sent down the Great Flood.]

Then Li Qing sent out a devout thought, as though radiating sacred brilliance. "Have them worship the True Lord. Only the Lord will bless them!"

"O Lord, we will make them recognize their original sin!" they cheered.

"You shall be called Zhizi." Li Qing nodded slowly.

He intended to lock down the development of that world's civilization and technological advancement, then cultivate a group of believers ready to welcome the civilization of the Outer God, holding all manner of rituals to greet his descent!

Li Qing opened a search engine and spent half an hour teaching them doctrine.

Speaking of his troops, they had developed for several days after gaining intelligence. They had not properly learned evolutionary construction and editing techniques, but they had become quite skilled at charlatan tactics. So he opened that little gap and let them in to wreak havoc on the other civilization.

At this moment,

With devastation everywhere after the great extinction, no one noticed this exploration team entering. Li Qing also used sampling tools to take out some seawater and corpse samples before sealing it shut again.

"The layout is more or less complete." Li Qing turned and left.

It was already late when he returned home.

Li Qing went straight to sleep.

After getting up the next day, he ate breakfast outside. Women kept glancing at him, finding his temperament extraordinary. They thought he might be some celebrity wearing sunglasses while out and about, all mysterious and secretive, and even whispered about him at the next table.

Someone even struck up a conversation and asked whether he was an actor.

Li Qing could only answer, "Actually, I'm just a researcher who stays in a laboratory every day doing biological research."

When he came back, he ran into the elderly landlady next door again.

Only then did Li Qing realize that the old lady was definitely rich.

She was driving an expensive luxury car and was once again introducing a beauty. "Li, this is my daughter, Susannie. Pretty, isn't she? Susannie, stop looking at your phone and chatting with online friends. This is our neighbor, young and accomplished."

"Hello." A graceful young woman covered in microbial colonies stepped out of the car and looked Li Qing over curiously.

She seemed drawn in by his temperament too, instinctively feeling that beneath his mask must be a face of breathtaking beauty, even though, by all reason, the chances of him being disappointing in person were high.

"Hello." Li Qing nodded.

Her figure looked quite good, and she loved cleanliness; there were relatively few microbial colonies on her body. But he was face-blind and could not tell whether she was pretty or not.

After chatting for a few sentences, Li Qing, already proficient in psychology and now increasingly sharp-minded, understood from Susannie's mannerisms what kind of person she probably was. There was an eighty or ninety percent chance she was lesbian.

But the landlady clearly wanted to introduce her daughter. After exchanging a few polite words with this neighbor, Li Qing returned home, thinking with some speechlessness:

The landlady really has ulterior motives. No wonder she introduced me. You're discriminating against your daughter—your thinking isn't free, and you're discriminating against her orientation.

Fortunately, after moving and resigning, his social relationships had become much simpler. He could not have been more satisfied with this environment; after all, the fewer threatening women around him, the more comfortable he felt.

After returning home, he immediately took out the seawater sample from inside and began studying it.

As he examined the remains, it was practically a biological Big Bang—octopus-shaped things, shell-shaped things, all sorts of chaotic forms. But then he saw a startling creation: an amphibious land sports car.

It was an enormous sports car only half the size of an ordinary mite. It had four wheels, twelve flagella around it for propulsion, and even wings. It was compact and exquisite.

It was already nearly large enough to be seen with the naked eye!

Do not think that was no big deal. Before this, they had only been a single Single Cell.

"The engineer who built this had some skill. Is it meant to travel by water, land, and air? It even has a mouth that can spray liquid? Trying to imitate my Acid Rain of Divine Language? Spray a Great Flood? Quite an idea."

"But it was too flashy. It got scorched apart by Ultraviolet Radiation the moment it emerged, and its creator died too. The venture collapsed before it was halfway done. It does not fit the current version of this environment. Otherwise, this great being might one day have been called the founder of the dragon race—the Ancestor Dragon God would have been you."

After all, this sports car really did resemble a Western dragon lying prone, capable of water, land, and air travel, and able to spray things as well.

Li Qing began microscopic surgery, repairing and stitching together the vehicle.

Ning Guochang's telekinesis could only lift a tiny cotton tuft, while Li Qing's was even weaker. At present, he could only lift a single cotton fiber. Lifting two made him pant from exhaustion, like lifting one hundred kilograms of iron. It left him utterly speechless!

His kidneys were seriously depleted.

But no matter how weak telekinesis was on the macroscopic scale, it was Great Strength on the microscopic scale. This fine telekinesis was enough to perform microscopic gene-editing surgery, moving genes around just as those Single Cells did.

"I really am a humanoid microscope, a humanoid gene-surgery tool."

Very soon,

He finished repairing the vehicle.

His head felt a little tired, but he discovered that his superpower seemed to have been trained.

"This is pretty fun." Li Qing watched the amphibious yacht move across the water and race over land under his telekinetic control. He found it incredibly interesting!

Cars were a man's romance.

Was this not far more exciting than the old lady next door's luxury car?

Though this car was a little small.

But it was expensive.

This thing could fetch at least tens of billions if he took it outside!

And without a doubt, taking it outside would earn him a Nobel Prize that shook the entire scientific world.

In 2016, the Nobel Prize in Chemistry had been awarded to three chemists because they built three of the most basic nanorobots.

One of them, Bernard L. Feringa, had made a crude four-wheeled nano-car whose wheels could turn on their own under Ultraviolet Light.

But the four-wheeled car before him was ten thousand times more advanced!

The gap between the two was like the difference between a primitive wooden cart and a modern automobile.

If he acquired this technology and scaled it up to a size fit for humans, turning it into a hard-shelled biological sports car from a turtle subspecies—one that could reproduce, lay eggs in breeding farms, and be raised step by step—then it would be a fully automated automobile production line.

"Then I can overturn the automotive industry."

Li Qing's eyes gleamed with unimaginable excitement.

"What fuel-powered cars? What new-energy vehicles? Solar power? Electricity? My cars consume only 2.5 cabbages every ten kilometers! And perhaps worn tires can regenerate like fingernails. A green Earth starts with me."

This microscopic kingdom had leapt across the age of electric vehicles in one bound and directly reached mature artificial Bio-compilation technology. It was a great leap of civilization, entering the realm of God's creations.

The age of biological compilation had begun!

What difference was there between that and God?

From this perspective, the end of science truly was theology.

Li Qing continued observing.

He was increasingly stunned. The car was merely a little toy.

Under the microscope, he also saw even stranger fish carcasses: Sea Giants and sea octopuses that, compared to humans, would have stood at least five or six stories tall.

He also saw a mobile island fortress covered in countless flagella, like every kind of deep-sea Cthulhu monstrosity.

Li Qing felt ever more moved, as though he had glimpsed a dazzling, diverse civilization world whose microscopic scale was itself shocking—observing the origins of life and the countless directions of evolution. It was absurd.

They were like true gods.