My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 568 - 554: Ordinary Little Horn
The Little Horn was still a bit puzzled.
Lately, she always dreamed strange dreams, fragmented pieces of memory.
Even though her wisdom and talents were gradually elevated by continuously absorbing that vast soul, her own limitations in worldview, knowledge, and life habits hadn’t changed all that quickly.
However, after another few months, the Little Horn found herself gradually becoming smarter.
"Maybe that dream, what was it after all?"
"In my past life, was I some kind of Immortal Venerable? Shisheng?"
"So many memories."
"This name, seems like I heard Sister Qin Hong mention it, as if it’s from some Cosmic Undying Dynasty." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
She became extremely smart and sharp, connecting some of the fragments Brother Baiyu and Qin Hong had told her, realizing she might be their Ancestral Emperor of the Undying Dynasty?
She had heard appraisals,
This was the most astounding intellect in the universe, possessing the strongest computational power in history, able to deduce major trends, even deducing to this ultimate universe thirty some Cosmic Eras apart, wanting to traverse from a tombstone to today...
But how could their Ancestral Emperor have become her?
Could this have been my layout from the beginning?
Until reaching a certain plan’s node was it my turn to officially awaken?
This isn’t out of the question,
Since everything was deduced up to the ultimate universe of cosmic shedding, setting a layout is quite normal too.
Could it be that my intelligence was impaired because of a seal, only now fully awakened?
Am I controlling everything?
Was the seal to prevent others from detecting a flaw?
Had I secretly guided the rapid rise of Earth’s civilization long ago, leading them to recognize their ancestry, tracing roots all the way back to Prehistoric Dynasties, up to the Taiyuan Dynasty? Could it not be just that far??
It can trace even further, trace back to...
The very first dynasty of the universe, the Undying Dynasty?
Because I’m the true progenitor of Earth people, the Immortal Venerable, first emperor of the universe, calculating into the future, leaving behind prophecies of Amiro, Hermes, and Jiaxia?
Am I the greatest mastermind?
Was it I who made Sister Qin Hong around me rise?
If deeply probed, it’s probably something very terrifying, the more one thinks, the scarier it gets.
Although she faintly had such a terrifying thought,
her heightened wisdom allowed her to see things from clues, connecting to some inconceivable cosmic history, unraveling layer by layer.
And am I the true progenitor of Earth?
Did I deduce cosmic shedding and perpetuate the royal bloodline into the future?
The history of over thirty epochs of the entire universe,
Actually, is it the family history of us Earth people??
"The Little Horn, although just daydreaming, was greatly shocked." She murmured quietly.
After all, history seemed to be traced back further and further; at first, she remembered people talking about Huaxia’s five thousand years of history.
Then one after another prehistoric civilization emerged, tens of thousands of years of Anunnaki civilization, prehistoric hundreds of billions of years of interstellar civilization, prehistoric epoch civilization....
But she quickly got lazy, hurried to the canteen, "Forget it, forget it, such weird dynasties, don’t concern me, I just want to play my suona every day and go to the canteen to eat."
With a big heart, she simply decided not to think about it.
The now smart Little Horn could ponder, but had no need.
But soon she discovered her creativity was flowing continuously, which was very helpful in life.
Even playing her suona every day, she could improvise a tune for Brother Fu that sounded like a celestial melody, never repeated, which made Brother Fu very satisfied, patting her head more frequently, which was a good thing.
"The Little Horn has really reached a new realm with her suona playing."
The Little Horn pranced around the canteen, playing her suona proudly, lifting it up and running a circle around the canteen, sprinting all the way, "Pa, pa, pa, pa!"
Fu Qingjun sat in the chair, dumbfounded.
Even though she absorbed less than a ten-thousandth of it,
but you actually used the strongest talent in the universe to do this, studying the suona?
The wisdom of a strong person is always guided by their character and behavior style.
Some use it to deduce realms,
some deduce trends,
some study combat techniques,
some scheme against others,
but the Little Horn used it to play the suona, studying her original craft...
Even Fu Qingjun had to admit, the Little Horn is truly the purest person,
carefree,
discovering her newfound intelligence didn’t lead her to research too many things, as people around her always protected her, she just needed to live happily every day.
Without life’s pressures, she could do whatever she wanted,
give a carefree fish all the talents, it still wouldn’t bother to turn over.
"However, she still remembers her foster father from Earth during her martial adventures, ’Haikou Little Xu Xian’, inheriting the family’s skills in musical arts, to carry on forever." Fu Qingjun sighed but didn’t care much.
Let her go with the flow,
Fu Qingjun bestowed her wisdom and talent not to scheme for anything, to make her bear some burden; Fu Qingjun really didn’t need her talent for certain things.
After all, without the blessing of unbreakable rules, she couldn’t keep feeding off people, at most a strong individual with talent beyond limits, her combat ability halved, computation power declined, making it very hard to deduce large trends again.
"Little Horn, you can’t study this music all day."
Fu Qingjun suddenly said, "Since you’ve suddenly become smart, why not study cooking, maybe you could redeem yourself from the past disgrace."
When the Little Horn heard this, she glanced at Fu Qingjun, "Hmph, trying to trick me into cooking for you again and then saying I make all this mush."
After all, being smarter, she wasn’t easily tricked anymore.
But although she said so, she still delightedly ran to cook, "Whenever I think of cooking, I feel the inspiration flowing endlessly... I’m not particularly aiming to cook for you; I’ll cook for Brother Baiyu and his wife."
While stir-frying, she explored new dishes, thinking proudly, "Hehe, enjoy it! Now I realize, the Little Horn is actually the Immortal Ancestor Emperor of the universe’s first dynasty, yet in your little gang, taking a very ordinary Second-in-Command position, yearning for a simple life, playing suona and cooking for you every day."
Ka-ka-ka!
The flames shot high, Little Horn skillfully tossing the wok, a fragrance wafting through.
"The Little Horn really is a chill fish."
Fu Qingjun was speechless, more of a chill fish than himself.
With Little Horn’s nature, probably no waves would be stirred in the short term.
She’d still probably be wandering around Miao Chun Hall every day, playing around idly, not caring for the tumultuous exterior situation, the bloody battleground with saints fighting each other.
However, Fu Qingjun didn’t mind, it all went as he anticipated,
Over there they hadn’t discovered the original cosmic upheaval of the Immortal Ancestor, and Little Horn wasn’t concerned here either, just let the bullets keep flying for a while.
