Xu Zhi saw black clay creatures that looked like mud.
There was no cell structure, no DNA. It was like a dead object that had become alive. With enough raw materials, it gave birth to a form of life.
It even gave Xu Zhi a feeling that the life structure of renemansky was simple and crude.
"This ..."
"I see, I see!"
Xu Zhi dragged the ant-sized little mud with one hand, as if he were a distant ancient giant in the universe, dragging a grain of sand with one hand.
His eyes brightened up, and he had the urge to laugh out loud.
"I should have thought of this earlier! In this new universe, there are only the most fundamental laws of life. What are the fundamental laws of life?"
The original substance!
It was the source of life!
Xu Zhi should have thought of that.
