The cold stars reflected the halberd, the moon shone on the bow, and the dragon and bird rattled over the snow, causing night terrors.

Half a piece of fame is thousands of mountains away, in the hometown of silver flowers and sparkling trees.

"I, Rong Taotao, will one day become the master of those nine stars."

That year, a young man carrying a small schoolbag, a natural scroll on his head, and holding a Fangtian painted halberd said so on the rooftop.

…

The four-million-word work "Nine-Star Poisonous Milk" has been completed, and everyone is welcome to read it.

When I woke up, the world was completely different.

From the normal human world line of 2013, we return to the universal witch world line of 1994.

"Maybe there are no witches in the world, or maybe everyone is a witch."

Psychiatrist Li Qing received a mental patient who claimed to be the "Creation God".

The patient told about his time-travel experience:

"Dr. Li, I discovered that I have a super power. I created a microscopic civilization in this room, and launched a great flood to destroy the world more than once, wiping out their lives. But I am about to die, and I am about to die as Pangu."

Li Qing comforted him: "I believe it, I believe it."

He said: "My death is fate and will usher in an era of civilization for the ultra-small civilization in this ward."

A few days later, Li Qing suddenly received news of the mental patient's death, and found out that everything he said was true.

As an ordinary psychiatrist, I must dispose of the relics of the patients here and destroy the civilized world in the ward. Otherwise, this civilization may kill all human beings on the earth.

...

The creation and farming flow, the mastermind behind the scenes, deduce the evolution of organisms.

What can a machinery maintenance soldier do? Research, modifications, creative thinking? What can a mecha warrior do? Fighting, sensitive operations, peculiar moves? What can an elite scout do? After sneaking behind enemy lines, bare-hand techniques, immediate suppression, camouflage, stealthing, sniping? What can a military officer do? War simulation, planning, reign victorious by outsmarting?

The genius who combined three professions into one, and is even skillful in psychological science, deceit, assassin disguises, is a spineless, disgusting, despicable fatty.

When such a queer person is dragged into a war, what will he do? Will he become a hero, or a coward?

Fear breaks the boundaries between dreams and reality, and it is impossible to tell which is reality and which is illusory. When the nightmare really comes, no one can be alone.

This is both a danger and an opportunity.

The ordinary born Chen Feng appeared in his sleep after a thousand years and saw the end of humanity.

Waking up from the nightmare of ruining everything and returning to reality, everything remains the same.

He stood at a fork in his life and wandered blankly.

Do you want to be a shameless porter, bury yourself in mediocrity and wait for death?

Or to be a lonely savior, stepping on the never-ending struggle?

Fear of the unknown and reliance on reality made him stand still.

That day, he found that he only sold three songs and created a technological revolution for civilization.

His heartbeat began to accelerate, and the butterfly flapped its wings.

That day, his future child mother said the day before the end, she was pregnant.

His anger began to boil, and the boy became a father.

Born to be a person, he must carry the burden, Chen Feng decided to carry everything.

“I will let this battle burn forever until your civilization is burned out.”

"I teach physics. I have never taught them magic. I have never slapped the evil god, kicked the devil, or knocked down the kingdom of God. All the rumors about me are slanders without any basis." said Ren Tesla. explain.

After he finished speaking, regardless of the shivering gods and demons all over the sky, his eldest disciple Tang Si said to all the Dharma brothers and sisters: "Master, his [low-key syndrome] has struck again. Remember, what Master says is from his mouth. Things that sound ridiculous are actually true."

All the junior brothers and sisters agreed and nodded in unison!

He was originally just an ordinary freshman with no special background. He had neglected to exercise for many years and could not even pass the school's ordinary physical fitness test. But later, he inexplicably received a "different-dimensional system" presented by a mysterious person, and used it to enter the virtual game world of Red Alert. He was trained from an ordinary conscript to a monster-level ace. His life has been turned upside down ever since. The change......

Tushan Tianhao, who was reborn in parallel time and space, continues to change his understanding of the new world.

Fireball is not magic?

Summoning pets isn’t fantasy?

Isn’t it good martial arts to open a mountain with bare hands?

Isn’t flying with a sword a form of cultivation?

A world where all people practice spiritual practice is actually a high-tech civilization! ! !

The entire solar system has been transformed into a livable planet, and even subspaces and subworlds can be created. What advantages does your own rebirth have?

Huh! This world is actually stuck at the beginning of the third-level cosmic civilization and cannot be promoted for thousands of years?

Ha ha! It turns out that the thousands of years of high-tech development in this world have gone so far that...

Tushan Tianhao, who thought he could only practice and upgrade step by step according to the rules of this world, discovered that all the technology and culture in his previous life were his biggest "golden fingers."

Guys, follow me to learn microscience! Breaking through the saint level, god level, and creation level is not a dream!

In the future, I will lead the breakthrough in the cultivation technology of the Kyushu world!

breakthrough! breakthrough! Breakthrough again...

Everyone is a creator. I don’t believe that I can’t advance to the ninth level of cosmic civilization...

Same planet, different history;

Same relatives, different lives...