Although the Yu family had received higher education, they were powerless in the face of the serene being who held the divine scepter. They could only shrink away, leading a miserable life.
Moreover, for the past two decades, the Creation God Mountain had been known to the human race.
No matter what creature looked at the center of the world from a distance, they would automatically understand that it was the Creation God Mountain. This was the creation of the world's will, not something that Fang Yuan intentionally made.
However, anyone who got close to the Creation God Mountain would be blocked by an invisible force, and no one could approach. This area became shrouded in mystery.
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Time passed quickly, and the pregnant human women gave birth, but the results left Fang Yuan stunned.
What they gave birth to were not fetuses, but rather lumps of flesh—more like eggs. When they were first laid, they were soft, but over time, their shells became hard.
Moreover, they didn't lay just one egg at a time, but multiple ones—sometimes up to seven or eight, each about the size of a fist.
Seeing this, Fang Yuan was astounded: "Could it be that they failed? Or perhaps these eggs still need to be placed in an incubation nest? Wouldn't that still count as a failure?"
Incubation nests were only used for the early stages of life creation and couldn't be monopolized by one race.
"Let's observe the situation for now!"
Fang Yuan decided to watch for a while.
The human women had no experience and had no idea what to do. However, since they were carrying eggs, they didn't have placentas or umbilical cords. The mothers were not in immediate danger of death; they only experienced weakness during the initial stage of delivery.
Eventually, the women who had laid the eggs followed their instincts and placed the eggs at the top of the mountain, letting them be exposed to the sun and rain to absorb the essence of the sun and moon.
A year passed, and finally, life began to emerge from the eggs. To Fang Yuan's amazement, it was a human-like race, about the size of a palm, with the appearance of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child, but only the size of a palm. They were healthy and could jump and run as soon as they emerged.
Seeing this, Fang Yuan was filled with emotion. This was his first creation of life, and it seemed to have succeeded.
A sense of fulfillment filled his heart, and Fang Yuan wanted to share the joy with someone.
But as he looked around, there was only the vast desert—the barren surface of the moon, with no one in sight.
After a slight sigh, Fang Yuan's mood lifted again. His first created human race had finally succeeded.
These new humans now had the ability to reproduce independently, and no longer required his care.
Moreover, although they looked similar to humans, they were different in significant ways. Their height could not exceed one and a half meters, and they were egg-born.
Humans, on the other hand, could grow taller than two meters and were live-born.
"It's time to create the second race. Though the world is still small, it won't be long before it expands enough to accommodate even more life to thrive and reproduce!"
The next expansion of the world would require 18 million life force units, and perhaps due to the variety of life forms, there were already 10 million life force units available. Only 8 million remained. It wouldn't be long now.
"What should the second race be?" Fang Yuan pondered as his mind scanned the entire steel ball world.
His eyes suddenly brightened. "Let's follow the previous method and create eggs from various materials. Let's see what we can cultivate."
With that thought, Fang Yuan set to work. He first used the hardest rock to create a stone egg, the size of a palm, with a hard outer shell and lava inside.
Next, he made a jade egg from jade, with a tough exterior and jade marrow inside.
The third egg was made of alloy steel, with a tough alloy shell and molten iron inside.
The fourth egg was made of wood, with a bark exterior and a special tree core inside.
After creating these four eggs, Fang Yuan followed the previous method, infusing his genes into them and replicating them ninety-nine times. In total, there were 100 eggs for each type. He placed them in the four corners of the insect queen's incubation nests.
With a wave of his hand, the incubation membrane was sealed. Fang Yuan left the steel ball world and monitored the incubation nests from the moon.
Time passed in the steel ball world, and everything experienced cycles of life and death, change and growth.
Twenty years later, the jade, stone, and iron eggs showed no reactions, except for minor internal changes under the influence of growth.
However, the wood egg slowly shrank. After twenty years, it had transformed into one hundred peculiar seeds.
Fang Yuan was both surprised and amazed. These eggs were made according to the same method as the flesh-like eggs, with only the materials differing, yet the results were completely unexpected.
In any case, Fang Yuan harvested the seeds and planted one at the top of the Creation God Mountain to observe what would grow.
The seed gradually sprouted. Fang Yuan didn't use any special powers to accelerate its growth but allowed it to grow naturally.
The small tree grew slowly, reaching only one meter in height after a year. It grew evenly, with branches appearing, but the height increased by only one meter each year.
Finally, after ten years, the tree reached a height of ten meters, with lush branches and leaves. It began to bloom with star-like flowers.
These flowers did not shine in the daytime; their glow was only visible at night, shimmering like stars across the entire tree.
As time passed, some flowers withered and bore fruit. At the same time, new buds began to grow, and the tree bloomed and bore fruit in different seasons.
This cycle continued, and the tree bloomed and bore fruit year-round, producing about ten fruits each year, but they never ripened.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Fang Yuan enjoyed various delicacies from the steel ball world while patiently observing the world's development.
The human race's population was rapidly growing, now exceeding 500,000, and they had occupied more than 500 square kilometers of land, continuing to expand.
By this time, the new human race had interacted with the humans. Their numbers had reached tens of thousands, largely due to their rapid reproduction and remarkable intelligence. In just a few years, their strength surpassed 500 pounds, and their survival capabilities were extraordinary.
These new humans now had their own language, which was similar to, but not the same as, the human language, though it did not hinder communication.
What astonished Fang Yuan the most was that the new humans referred to themselves as the "Divine Race." This was because they believed that after learning that their birthplace was the Creation God Mountain, they were descended from gods.
The first batch of a hundred people were now over a hundred years old, though they looked only twenty or thirty. Fang Yuan speculated that their lifespan could be at least 300 years—quite surprising.
The Divine Race and the human race had clashed over resources multiple times, with both sides having victories and defeats.
The Yu family had long since perished, and only their descendants had fully integrated into this world.
Meanwhile, Qingyou was still alive, though she was aging and appeared to be seventy or eighty years old. However, she showed no signs of death, possibly due to the time she had consumed the innards of the Insect Queen.