[Su Miao inspected the camp and saw a spherical thatched structure. A burly man was proudly asking for credit.
Su Miao stood before the sphere in silence for a long while, then patted the man's arm.
"Mm... very imaginative." She silently walked away.]
Taiyi Zhenren had barely recovered before collapsing with laughter again.
"Very imaginative! She held it in for ages and only managed four words!"
Li Changchou said, "What else could she say? It's not like she could tell him, 'You built a ball.'"
Taiyi said, "That was definitely what she was thinking: 'You built a ball!'"
Dayu remembered the Human Race of his own world.
They had struggled to survive amid the most primitive ignorance. No one knew how many generations had died before they learned to identify poisonous plants, make fire by drilling wood, and build shelters against wind and rain. Those names only came later.
No one knew how many lives had paid for the Human Race's first hut.
Dayu's voice was quiet. "If there had been someone like her back then... so many people wouldn't have died."
[Su Miao pointed toward the vast wilderness beyond the river valley. "This is not a place to live for long. I will lead you in migrating to Mount Tai."
The crowd stirred, unease spreading through them. Su Miao's tone was firm. "There is vast land there, and the protection of my Dao Field!"
Orders were issued one after another. Ziyi Clan wove clothing, Suiren Clan safeguarded the fire, and Tao fired pottery.]
Shennong sat in his seat, watching the small figure standing high above and issuing commands on the Light Curtain. He did not speak for a long time.
Nuwa sat diagonally behind him, looking at the mess left behind after the "herself" in the Light Curtain had