Su Mo stood expressionless inside the Microcosm, grabbing a handful of soil from above and scattering it.
In an instant, it turned into an endless rain of meteors smashing toward that blue planet.
Every speck of dust was like a huge meteorite, carrying boundless might and burning with raging flames as it smashed down onto this planet.
Like terrifying atomic bombs exploding simultaneously, the earth shook, dust rose to tens of thousands of feet high, blocking the sun and sky!
On the blue planet, countless ordinary people looked at the terrifying meteor shower group in the sky with pale faces.
They either knelt on the ground praying to gods and Buddha, or cursed loudly, shouting that the heaven and earth were unfair.
The earth shattered, mountains collapsed, seawater poured backward, and countless lives perished instantly.
A civilization was destroyed right within the soil he casually flicked away.
Su Mo quietly took a look, and after confirming that this planet had been comprehensively and blanket-strike-covered once, he snapped his fingers.
The next moment, time was as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button; in just a brief moment, the reversed seawater flowed back into the ocean, and the deep craters smashed by the meteors were covered up again by the dust from the sky.
Or they were filled with seawater to become huge lakes and lake groups, only the life upon them had all disappeared.
A surge of energy rushed into Su Mo's body, and then he lowered his head to take a look at the simple system panel forged with the Creation Godhead in front of him.
Gender: Male
Divine Rank: 3.49 (Current World Divine Rank 3.14)
Creation Level: 1
The divine rank has reached 3.49. As long as I destroy the world one more time, my divine rank can break through to 3.5. With a divine rank of 3.5, even in this ordinary non-magical world, I should be able to use some extraordinary abilities.
Pondering slightly for a moment, Su Mo regained his senses, clicked the system's foolproof one-click creation template.
Then he exited the Microcosm, appeared in a small farmhouse courtyard, walked over to a reclining chair, slowly lay down, and fell into thought once again.
He had obtained this Creation Godhead for ten days already. In these ten days, aside from the first three days resigning to research how this gadget was used, he had already destroyed the world seven consecutive times, basically at a frequency of once a day.
According to normal circumstances, the Creation System should continuously create worlds to grow stronger. Originally, Su Mo thought so too.
However, after reading the message left by the previous generation's system host, he chose to raise his divine rank.
The higher the divine rank, the more advanced the worlds he could travel to. Even among Creator Gods, the Creator God of a world that used a mother-binding world and the Creator God of the Primordial World simply could not be compared.
As for why he didn't raise the Creator God level first and then raise his divine rank, the reason was simple: the higher the Divinity level, the harder it was to raise one's divine rank.
The previous host of the Creation Godhead raised the Creator God level to level nine, only to be beaten to death with two punches by an ordinary person from a higher world. This was because his divine rank was too low.
And wanting to raise the divine rank was also very simple, which was to destroy the world, gathering the divine rank of the entire civilization onto oneself to raise the divine rank.
This was extremely difficult for others, but for Su Mo who possessed the Creation System, it was the simplest thing.
Therefore, he had recently constantly been creating worlds, destroying them, destroying them, and creating them, repeating like this.
Aside from the completion of world destruction and the time to start creating the world again, Su Mo set it as one day equaling one thousand years.
The early stage of creating the world required destroying those past traces, so he set it as one day equaling one hundred thousand years.
Just coming out for the blink of an eye actually meant over a thousand years had already passed.
At this time, the simple system Su Mo forged with the Creation Godhead would randomly drop ordinary civilization seeds, and then control time to one day equaling one thousand years.
It was not that Su Mo was unwilling to wait longer, but one thousand years was the best time period.
A period of one thousand years, no matter how low-level the civilization was, as long as it possessed intelligence, was enough to advance to a level 0.5 civilization, roughly equivalent to Earth's ancient society.
And after that, even if they continued to wait, these civilizations rarely had the opportunity to reach a level 1 civilization.
So rather than being like this, it was better to directly destroy them at the one-thousand-year mark, which was faster.
Su Mo lay on the reclining chair, swiped through some short videos for a while, and then slowly fell asleep.
Spring sleepiness, summer fatigue, autumn drowsiness, and in the blink of an eye it was already afternoon.
Within the Microcosm, not only had a new civilization appeared by now, but three hundred years had already passed.
This time's civilization was a kind of new human with red-and-white mottled skin, a pair of bull horns, and three eyes.
Their third eye could be used to transmit information. It was precisely because of the existence of this third eye that they had no lies and no deceit, and everyone could quickly communicate and jointly develop civilization.
Thus, in a short span of three hundred years, they developed to the steam age.
Such a rate of development could only be described as outrageous no matter which civilization it was in.
However, thinking carefully, from the time they appeared they already possessed complete intelligence, skipping the process of evolution. If three hundred years had no wrong turns, the entire civilization uniting and cooperating to develop to the steam age was actually not particularly outrageous.
In the Microcosm, at this time, new humans with three eyes were running fast on the streets, holding pieces of newspapers in their hands and shouting: "Latest news! Latest news! Another archaeology professor committed suicide after studying the inauspicious stone slab! Come on by and don't miss out!"
The surrounding crowd stopped what they were doing upon hearing the news, stepping forward while conversing.
"This is already the seventh archaeology professor to commit suicide studying that inauspicious stone slab. Sigh, I don't know what these professors are clinging to; is this stone slab really something that must be studied!"
"Yeah, since this stone slab is so inauspicious, why still study it."
"Actually, King Ultra previously said he wanted to completely seal up this stone slab, but he was still refused by these archaeology professors. They all insisted on researching it, and even King Ultra could do nothing about them."
"Still remember two months ago when Professor Beiqi spoke to the king full of confidence, saying that only cowards dared not face history head-on, and he must find the truth of this stone slab. As a result, sigh, it's only been a few days."
In the capital city, at the residence of Professor Beiqi, a new human lay flat on the ground. Clutched in his hand was the third eye from between his brows, and his remaining two eyes were filled with madness and disbelief.
Yet at this moment, he had completely lost his life.
All around, a large group of guards continuously searched the room. The guard previously responsible for protecting Professor Beiqi's safety was especially being continuously interrogated about what had happened last night.
"It is undoubtedly determined to be suicide. Judging from the traces at the scene, Professor Beiqi gouged out his mind's eye at three in the morning and chose to commit suicide.
In the surroundings, we found many notes left behind by Professor Beiqi. Just like the other professors, he wrote a lot, but in the end they were all destroyed. Judging from the traces at the scene, he destroyed them all himself.
Therefore, we can conclude that Professor Beiqi, just like the other archaeology professors, successfully translated this stone slab, but in the end they all chose suicide to conceal the truth."
After listening, King Ultra slowly spoke, asking the guards beside him: "You say, does the inauspicious truly exist in this world?"