[Invincible + All-People Gods + Mass Production of Units + Undead Scourge + Endless Abyss + Zerg Scourge + System + Group Portrait]

System: Please select a believer race.

(1) Zerg Cataclysm

(2) Intelligent Machine Disaster

(3) Plant natural disasters

(4) Elemental Catastrophe

(5) Endless Abyss

(6) High-dimensional mystery

(7) Undead Scourge

Looking at each of these terrifying races, each capable of annihilating the entire universe, Song Yuan timidly asked, "Can I have them all?"

System: Yes

Song Yuan: ?

Thus, a robber feared throughout the universe was born.

[Tribe, Farming, Animal Ears, Not Single, Slow Pace]

Chen Mo traveled through the wild and primitive world of beast ears and became a member of the wolf-ear tribe. At the beginning, his beast transformation and reversion failed and the tribe was expelled.

A few centimeters of fangs and claws are not as useful as a spear.

Wandering in the wilderness, he picked up a cute and well-behaved girl with rabbit ears, gathered various abandoned people with animal ears, made fire by rubbing two sticks together, caught fish with nets, manufactured tools, and entered the Bronze Age to unify hundreds of ethnic groups.

Chen Mo: I just want to create a beast-eared civilization. Of course, it’s not to collect all kinds of beast-eared girls. They just come here on their own.

[Fictional empire + war of a hundred races + superpowers + battles in various small worlds + hunter group + slow burn in the beginning + ensemble piece + some exciting moments and some angst.]

God gave life to all things and created the world.

As He was dying, humanity betrayed the god, taking with them greed and wisdom, and established an empire.

The successor, inheriting divine power, made a vow to destroy the world and established the Papacy.

From then on, the Empire and the Papacy were locked in a war that lasted for millennia.

The empire is like a train, with the royal family as the conductor, the four major financial groups controlling the direction, local conglomerates as passengers, and the citizens as fuel.

They hummed a song called "Eternal Empire," riding the tide of the times, their voices echoing day and night on the railway tracks called war.