Chapter 25
The moment that bullet comment appeared, the eyes of a group of researchers dressed in military uniforms or white lab coats lit up in a laboratory somewhere in China.
One middle-aged man in uniform immediately told the person beside him, "Lock onto this ID, find out everything about him, and bring him to the military district for protection!"
Another uniformed man beside him immediately nodded. "Yes, sir!"
Meanwhile, people in other countries issued similar orders.
Except they wanted him brought to their own countries.
In fact, they had begun studying this livestream as soon as the incident started gaining traction and reached the higher-ups.
They discovered that as long as they entered the livestream and watched it, their consciousness would be pulled into sync with the time inside.
The moment they looked away, they would return to the original flow of time.
They even discovered that after entering the livestream, the bullet comments they sent were no longer typed by hand.
Human fingers simply could not keep up with the mind at that rate of time.
The reason there were still so many bullet comments inside was that they were actually being sent through people's consciousness.
The reason people still mistakenly believed they were typing those comments was simple: their subconscious minds believed that was the only way to send them.
That gave them the illusion that they could only send bullet comments by hand.
In reality, all they had to do was change their thinking. They could even believe they were typing the comments with their feet.
They had tried sending bullet comments themselves, but comparisons revealed that their hands had not moved at all. After more people made repeated attempts, they finally reached this conclusion.
Once they discovered this, they began thinking about using the time difference inside for research and study.
But everyone could see anything typed directly into the comments, and there were so many people that the comments scrolled far too quickly.
Sometimes, their own comments were swept away before they even saw them.
That method was simply unworkable, so they tried another approach. They brought out the laboratory's supercomputer, connected it to an enormous screen, and watched the livestream together.
Testing proved that this method really did work, resulting in the scene before them.
However, the livestream had only appeared very recently, and there were still many things they had yet to figure out.
Although the moment they saw it, they knew that the technology controlling the flow of time inside might be beyond their understanding for their entire lives, or even hundreds of lifetimes.
But that did not stop them from fleecing it for benefits.
That had been their thinking all along. They would study the flow of time if they could, and if they could not, they would switch to research they were familiar with. Either way, time flowed differently inside.
Even using it to communicate could save countless hours.
Then they saw that the streamer they had thought was dead had gone live again.
They did not actually pay much attention to his return. Although they kept their eyes on the screen, they were constantly exchanging ideas. They only watched the screen to keep their consciousness from leaving that flow of time.
Originally, they had only intended to take a curious glance. After all, it was another world, and they could not go there.
Even if they saw something, the most they could do was make a record of that civilization.
They had heard from others that the civilization was still in its primitive era, so there could hardly be anything outstanding about it.
None of them studied archaeology or civilizations, so they were merely taking a curious look.
But that one look was staggering. What had they seen?!
Simplified Chinese characters!
Simplified Chinese characters that had appeared hundreds of years ago inside that miniature universe, no less!
That meant more than one person had transmigrated to that world!
And the current transmigrator could not have been a coincidence either!
For some things, having a first did not necessarily mean there would be a second, but once there was a second, there would be countless more!
They had to take this matter seriously.
While they were still astonished, Liu Dajun's appearance shocked them even more!
They did not yet know whether his claims were true, but if they were, they could uncover the secret of transmigration through him!
If they could think of that, people in other countries naturally could too.
And so the opening scene unfolded.
Big Pineapple frowned at the bullet comment. "Bro, I'm not joking with you. This really came from some ruins!"
[Liu Dajun: "I'm not joking with you either. I personally wrote the templates and then carved every tablet with simplified Chinese characters in that world. Back when you fell into the river on stream, I already knew you'd transmigrated to the same world I had!
I wanted to tell you then, but the livestream stayed black afterward. I thought you were dead.
I know you don't believe me, but I can prove it. You must have found more than just this one tablet, right? And doesn't the date on it say year 993 of the Ultra Civilization?!"]
At that moment, not a single person in the livestream other than Liu Dajun sent a bullet comment.
Big Pineapple's pupils contracted sharply when he saw that comment.
This man had gotten everything right!
He had found dozens of tablets bearing several different kinds of writing.
Originally, he had not paid much attention to them.
The current civilization did not even have writing-no, it did not even have language. They still communicated through gestures.
Whatever they said or did, they shouted "Asura." At first, he had thought Asura was this body's name before he transmigrated.
Later, he discovered he was wrong. They called everyone Asura, and everything they did was Asura.
Then he understood. These people had no language, and "Asura" was something like a catchphrase.
For that reason, Apollo called them the Asura Clan.
A group of Asura Clan members had pulled him out of the river back then. After spending several days eating raw meat with them, he finally recovered somewhat.
He was also pleasantly surprised to discover that he could now choose when to turn his livestream on and off.
Although he still could not control the bullet comments, that was better than keeping it on twenty-four hours a day.
The first thing Big Pineapple did after recovering was teach these people to make fire and roast meat!
That was the first thing he did after recovering from several consecutive days of eating raw meat.
It was also what he considered the most important thing.
No one who transmigrated from modern times to ancient times could stand eating raw meat.
Biting into it, blood drenching his mouth, that metallic taste filling every corner-honestly, he never wanted to experience it again for the rest of his life.
Although he did not know how to make fire by drilling wood, he knew the theory.
Besides, these people had plenty of hands and tremendous strength.
After Big Pineapple spent most of the day shouting "Asura" and gesturing, someone finally agreed to help him.
Then, after more than half an hour, he produced the first little flame.
It was only possible because the Asura Clan members were so strong. Otherwise, in the real world, even bringing Tyson over might not have been enough to start a fire using the method he provided.
Fortunately, he succeeded in the end. It was the entire civilization's first flame, and the beginning of the Asura Clan's civilization.
Just as Su Mo had said before, this race possessed great strength and excellent physiques, but they were somewhat lacking in brains.
Normally, the races he created already possessed considerable intelligence when they first appeared.
After just a few years, they would begin learning to communicate and use tools, but this civilization was different.
Fifty years had passed, and they still communicated by roaring. Perhaps the reason they had survived without being eaten clean by mosquitoes was that they were reckless enough.
The previous civilization had chosen to slide to its knees at the sight of mosquitoes, and in the end, the mosquitoes ate them all.
When these people saw mosquitoes, they charged in and fought, no matter how big the insects were. Even if a dozen companions died, they had to kill the mosquito.
Once they killed a mosquito, they immediately dug in. A single mosquito could feed them for a long time.
Back then, they killed mosquitoes with their fists. It was not until twenty years later that a "wise man" among them discovered that hitting people with wood hurt more.
Only then did they begin using wood as weapons.
When the flame first appeared, the Asura People who had made it reached out to grab it, their faces full of curiosity. They howled as it burned them, but even then, they did not let go. Instead, their faces twisted ferociously as they tried to stuff the flame straight into their mouths and eat it.
Had Big Pineapple not stopped him, this civilization's first flame would have been eaten by that fool.
Afterward, he spent half a month teaching them to roast meat and use weapons.
Thus, he became the tribe's only "wise man." Even the tribal chief wanted to give Big Pineapple his wife.
But after seeing the four-armed woman with her bulging muscles, broad shoulders, thick waist, and fierce face, Big Pineapple decisively refused.
Right then, he made up his mind. If all the women in this world looked like that, he would never touch them, even if he spent the rest of his life here!
Then he discovered that not all the women in this world looked that way. These people simply preferred that sort of, uh, rather rugged type.
Girls with oval faces, long legs, large breasts, and slender waists were the ugly ones in their eyes, because they thought such girls were too frail.
After spending a month getting familiar with the tribe, he had truly become its leader.
Although the Asura Clan members thought Big Pineapple was rather scrawny, they greatly admired his wisdom.
Big Pineapple had not only invented fire, but also bows, arrows, and spears. He was wiser than the "wise man" who had discovered twenty years earlier that hitting people with sticks hurt more.
It was only because Big Pineapple did not know what they were thinking. Had he known, he probably would have cursed up a storm. I lived in the sunshine, grew up beneath the red flag, and received nineteen years of education, and you're comparing me to someone who discovered that hitting people with sticks hurts more than punching them!!!
Over the next two months, under Big Pineapple's leadership, they began developing rapidly and wildly.
He even turned a little tribe of just over fifty people into the large tribe of over three hundred it was today.
In truth, that was also because people from other tribes discovered that a "wise man" had appeared in this tribe and flocked to join it.
When those tribes came, they also brought him things they considered important.
Those tablets had been brought by one of those tribes.
When the Ultra Civilization originally made those tablets, they had used meteorites to keep them from being damaged.
The tribe's people had collected the tablets because they were neatly shaped and hard.
However, the tablet they brought was not written in simplified Chinese, but in the script of the Ultra Empire.
Big Pineapple roughly guessed that it was a kind of writing, and his eyes immediately lit up.
Transmigration to another world, the immensely strong and physically powerful Asura Clan, tablets of unknown origin, and writing he could not recognize.
Wasn't this the fucking template for a cultivation novel?!
Was I about to soar?!
Over the next few days, he could hardly bear to put the tablet down, constantly studying the writing on it.
Unfortunately, he was no archaeologist. Even a real archaeologist would have been helpless before this world's writing.
To test whether this was a cultivation-novel world, he even tried blood-binding, soaking it in water, burning it, smashing it with rocks, and other methods, all to no avail.
However, since these were all made from meteorites, they were exceptionally hard, and he ultimately failed to damage it.
But when the people from that tribe saw how much the "wise man" liked these tablets, they sent people to bring another batch.
Among them was one tablet bearing simplified Chinese characters.
Big Pineapple was instantly overcome with excitement and headed to the place that held all those tablets.
However, he could not find many tablets with simplified Chinese characters, and much of the information recorded on them lacked detail.
In the end, he chose to start his livestream, leading to this scene.
And Liu Dajun's next words made his hair stand on end. "There are gods in this world!"