Chapter 1 Sand Table Concept

"In the early stage of gastric cancer, there is indeed a chance of cure, but now that it has deteriorated to the middle stage of gastric cancer, the possibility of the cure rate has been reduced, but it is still possible for you to continue active treatment."

"No, I choose to leave the hospital."

It took more than two hours for Xu Zhi to step out of the door of the hospital. After a period of chemotherapy, his hair was thinning and falling out, his body was pale and rickety, and he was in an extremely morbid state.

In the early stage of cancer, if you actively cooperate with the treatment, there is a possibility of cure, and the survival rate in the middle stage is extremely low.

There is no need for treatment.

He was silent.

Xu Zhi's ability is not low. He works in a large foreign company, but now he has consumed most of the 500,000 to 600,000 deposits in the past four or five years.

He bought a high-speed rail ticket and dragged his suitcase all the way back to the countryside of his hometown of Dongcheng.

In the hometown of Dashan, who did not come back for a year, there is an orchard courtyard with an independent door.

Their family used to have a mine in the village, and they contracted more than 100 mu of fruit trees behind the yard.

But half a year ago, the market price of lychees was too low, and the warehouse was too rotten, and people were tricked again, saying that there were channels to solve the slow sales. As a result, they spent too much money to ask for help and were deceived too much, resulting in a loss of nearly Millions, lost everything, my parents fell down in anger half a year ago and can't get up again.

Now the orchards are not taken care of, and the hired workers have all gone. The orchards have become barren, the trees have long been cut down, and only weeds remain on the ground.

Unlocking the door, pushing open the door, a puff of dust rushes in.

The farm life that he was familiar with since childhood came into view. He put down his luggage in the room and planned to spend the rest of his life in his homeland and return to rural life.

rustling

He suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Who? It seems that something is ringing in the yard?" He stood up and came to the empty orchard yard. Among the piles of weeds, he saw a black beetle the size of the mouth of a bowl.

"It's really black, what kind of insect is this?"

Xu Zhi stretched out his hand.

brush--

In an instant, his mind was sucked into the black shell of the worm and brought into a vast racial history.

It was a long history of the rise of the zerg, an ancient worm that appeared from a green planet equivalent to the biological explosion of our earth's Cambrian era. They gave birth to their own wisdom, developed technology, and their huge reproductive capacity and potential allowed them to go to the stars. When technology reached the top, the Zerg knew that they lived in a barren and lower world.

In the end, they broke through a certain dimension and entered a higher-level unimaginable fantasy world, the world of longevity, but they were instantly defeated and lost as if they were a matter of course.

In the worm's nest, the last generation of the queen of the worm's nest left a message full of regrets:

"The evolution of organisms is not the bigger the more powerful, but the strength of oneself is the right way."

"We made a mistake at the beginning. The bigger the evolution is, the bigger it is. The smaller the body is, the more the foundation for the qualitative change of energy is. We are defeated. No matter who becomes the next generation of the queen of the worm nest, I will once again mark the world of immortality for me. go!"

Soon, Xu Zhi found that he actually took over the worm nest. From the zerg memory he got, this extremely aggressive great race actually only had one racial ability.

"Ultra-fast cell division?"

The ability of the Zerg is to make their own race shorten their lifespan in a short period of time, accelerate the rate of cell division of living things, and make their own race be born, bloom, grow, wither, and die in an instant like a stamen.

In memory, the Zerg brood is a war fortress.

As long as the mother nest produces cells, spores, and puts them on a barren planet to start "super-high-speed cell division", within a few years, those cells will multiply wildly, evolve new species one by one, and become the troops of the mother nest. one.

"This race has infinite possibilities."

Thinking of this, Xu Zhi felt uneasy.

The long-term pain and the torture of chemotherapy made Xu Zhi feel physically and mentally exhausted, and even began to wonder what his boring life was for. Now, before he died, suddenly there was something curious.

Biological evolution and processes.

"The last generation of Zerg mother emperors, put spores in each desolate planet, multiply and evolve countless races, and build one world, but I don't have a planet, but I can use this ability to create a small evolution sand table in my orchard. try it out?"

"Having this Zerg mother nest and war fortress, I can completely build mountains, oceans, and rivers in this orchard, create an ultra-small sand table, and allow countless Zerg spores, single-celled organisms, to evolve countless species in it."

"It feels like a sandbox game - my world, and, if you can create a world, evolve a civilization, and countless races, maybe you can find a solution to my cancer from this civilization?"

Xu Zhi was excited: This is probably a fortuitous encounter? ?

Cancer, which is incurable in modern times, may be his last hope for survival.

"I have to quickly build a sand table and buy tools for farming!" Xu Zhi pulled out the dusty tricycle in the corner of his home garden, panting like a bald old man, hollowed out by chemotherapy His body struggled to drive out into the town.

Then he spent 30,000 to 40,000 yuan of his savings, pulled back a bunch of farm equipment and instruments, returned to the courtyard, and began to arrange it with joy.

He doesn't have a planet, only an orchard of more than 100 acres to build him a sand table world,

Another group of workers helped remove the weeds and trees in the orchard, and after turning it into a flat soil, he picked up his hoe, like a farmer digging a hole, and shaped super-small soil mountains, freshwater rivers, caves, and various A barren sand table terrain.

Then I took out the high-temperature sprayer I bought, and grilled the whole sand table with one inch of high temperature to clean up potential plants and animals, so as not to affect the evolution of spore species by the ready-made earth creatures.

Microbes don’t need to pay attention, and it’s hard to ignore them. They will be swallowed up by Zerg genes and evolve into new earth species.

"The origin of species is the ocean, and I have to build a huge ocean, sea water."

In the orchard, his parents originally built a small fish pond. He thought about it, and then paid a lot of money to hire a few workers to help. He continued to open the fish pond, dig soil and fill it with water, build an artificial shallow pond, and pour it in and buy it. The salt is made into the ocean according to the proportion of salt water.

However, a thorny problem arose.

This is not a huge round planet, but a square flat sand table of one hundred acres. The structure of this land is the topographic structure in ancient myths:

Round place.

"A mythical land?"

Xu Zhi's health was not as good as before, and after a week of hard work, he prepared a huge sand table covering an entire 100 acres in the orchard.

It was only this morning that he took control of the Zerg Hive's accessory brain and began to produce a large piece of the initial evolutionary single cell belonging to the Zerg: spores, which were injected into the sand table he shaped, the central ocean.

Evolution begins.

He gave instructions to the brood:

"Cell division accelerated: 10,000 times!"

According to the counting unit of the Zerg, one time is a year.

Accelerated by 10,000 times, one day of the evolution of these single cells is equivalent to 10,000 years long, but whether new species can be born, in the small courtyard sand table, realize the Cambrian explosion of the earth that year, it is unknown.

On the first day of the spore drop, the crystal clear ocean in the center was unchanged, nothing changed.

The next day, the entire sandbox was also silent.

Day three.

Fourth day.

Finally, on the fifth day, the entire central ocean he designed, the single cell began to evolve some plankton, and the water began to be turbid to the naked eye.

One hundred mu is quite large for the fields for planting rice and vegetables, but it is quite normal for orchards. In the countryside, people often contract a mountain and plant fruit trees on several hundred mu of land.