Chapter 64: Complaining Without End

Who could have imagined that he would miraculously revive and create the Human Race's script, how could it not make people extremely excited.

Zhou Yi can also feel gazes from all corners of the Primordial Chaos; everyone is probing whether he is well and the true state of the Human Race and the new script.

Zhou Yi's aura exudes an extraordinary presence, and at this moment he can freely wield the vast righteous Qi.

"Everyone need not worry; the script of our Human Race can depict everything in the Vast Wilderness World. Anyone eager to learn is welcome to come." Zhou Yi's voice echoed across the entire Primordial Chaos land.

The earlier earth‑shaking transformation has made countless beings aware that the Human Race is undergoing a cataclysmic change.

At this moment, Zhou Yi again issued such a bold proclamation.

The insightful and ambitious strong ones have already rushed onto the road toward Human Society, eager to investigate.

Zhou Yi turned his head toward Yu Qiang. Seeing the scene, Yu Qiang instinctively stepped back two paces, with a hint of caution asked, "What are you about to do?"

"Do you still remember that wager we made before?" Zhou Yi said with a playful smile, deliberately stretching his voice.

Yu Qiang coughed lightly a few times, silently lamenting within. How could he forget? If not for that bet, how would he have stayed by Zhou Yi's side so long?

He originally intended to make Zhou Yi lose and offered a condition, but unexpectedly he ended up losing.

But Yu Qiang is also a man of his word; gritting his teeth he said helplessly, "Then what condition do you want me to agree to?"

Zhou Yi nodded, flashing a sly smile, raising his voice to the complexly‑expressed Yu Qiang, "I haven't decided yet; let's just leave it as a debt for now."

Hearing this, Yu Qiang was nearly infuriated, a surge of impulse urging him to rush forward and reprimand Zhou Yi. This person is truly over the line.

Standing aside watching their interaction, Hou Tu couldn't help but laugh.

However, her smile suddenly froze, and Yu Qiang's complexion also changed dramatically.

The two said in unison, "The elder brother's summons," then hurriedly bid Zhou Yi farewell and turned to leave.

Zhou Yi did not stop them from leaving.

Yu Hao stayed where he was, his face full of hesitation.

"Human Ancestor and the two of them…"

In his view, those two witnessed the entire process of the Human Race creating the script.

"If they return and devise a script for their own Wu Clan, wouldn't the Heavenly Dao merit reward fall directly into their hands?"

Yu Hao silently schemed; he had never truly trusted the Wu Clan. He believed the Human Race could only rely on its own strength. Though profit might prompt a temporary alliance, lasting peaceful coexistence was impossible.

Zhou Yi seemed to see through his thoughts, gently patting his shoulder and asking, "Do you know why I was able to create the script so smoothly?

Not merely because observing all things is that simple. Each of us harbors different characters in our minds; it's like standing on a giant's shoulders to view the world and make refinements."

After a brief pause, Zhou Yi looked at him deeply and asked, "What do you think is the hardest part?"

Yu Hao was momentarily stunned, his mind not yet fully shifted. He had just been discussing the Wu Clan's script, so why was this question raised now?

"Please let Human Ancestor clarify," he respectfully requested.

Zhou Yi smiled faintly, extending a finger to gesture 0 and 1, "The real difficulty is the breakthrough from nothing to something, from 0 to 1; the rest is merely an accumulation process."

Yu Hao nodded thoughtfully. When he turned his head to continue questioning, he found Zhou Yi had already vanished.

He looked at Fang Yun beside him, gently nudging, "Where is Human Ancestor?"

Fang Yun only then came to his senses, his face puzzled as he looked around.

Just moments ago his attention had been fully on that stone slab, completely missing the surrounding changes, even overlooking the dialogue between Yu Hao and Zhou Yi.

The two atop the mountain seemed a bit at a loss, while Zhou Yi silently moved to a corner.

He lightly waved his palm, a faint white light drifting slowly in his palm.

"I didn't expect this time would inadvertently awaken you," Zhou Yi whispered.

Hearing this, the white strand seemed to react, brightening slightly, but soon it blurred again.

Time flew, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. During that period, Yu Hao and Fang Yun worked tirelessly day and night.

They devoted themselves wholly to their task, meticulously composing poems and articles imbued with survival wisdom, carving them onto stone slabs, then carefully sorting and cataloguing them.

Finally, a small hill built from those stone slabs rose before people's eyes, marking the near completion of their work.

Zhou Yi devised a nine‑year educational program, intended to cover enlightenment, philosophy, and survival skills among other aspects.

At present, they are polishing the final survival‑education content.

Sui Huang fully understood the crucial nature of this work; over the two years he often paced outside the stone house, but now his expression was especially anxious, for he could no longer reach Zhou Yi.

Aside from occasional appearances to convey information, Zhou Yi had almost vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, Ye Yi and Hen Ren were dispatched by Zhou Yi to garrison near Mount Buzhou, tasked with monitoring the movements of the Wu Clan and the Demon Race.

Sui Huang's pacing back and forth caught the attention of Xiao Ling'er and Shan, who approached to ask if anything had happened.

Facing Xiao Ling'er and Shan, Sui Huang disclosed the crisis confronting the Human Race: the cultivated Demon Race had sharply declined due to earlier mountain destruction, the lone surviving pair failed to reproduce, and as the population grew, the shortage problem grew ever more severe.

Upon learning this, Xiao Ling'er and Shan unhesitatingly expressed willingness to attempt the hunt again, believing that with their current strength they could succeed against the Demon Race.

Sui Huang barely hesitated, and decisively nodded in agreement.

"This time the two of you act alone; do not bring any members of the hunting party."

"If any danger arises, retreat immediately; your safety is paramount, understand?"

"Understood!"

They answered in unison, without the slightest hesitation.

Then they turned, rose into the air, and swiftly vanished into the sky.

"Sister Ling'er, this time I need to catch at least a dozen," Shan said enthusiastically.

Xiao Ling'er glanced at him, "Forget it, you said the same last time."

"And the result? Have you forgotten?"

At this moment, the two moved at extreme speed, leaving blurred trails in the air.

Rows of mountain ranges rushed past beneath their feet.

Although trade existed between the Human Race and the Demon Race, it did not affect their hunting activities.

Except for a slight apprehension toward the Ghost Car clan, all other races are within their hunting range.

And the Demon Race seemed also helpless about this, as if tacitly accepting a competitive rule of survival for the strong.

"Wait, Sister Ling'er, look over there," Shan suddenly shouted.