บท 2609: Politics in the Primeval Age

Li Yao had never seen such a look on Long Yangjun's face before.

It was even hard for him to imagine that Long Yangjun, reincarnated from the primeval age with the heritages of both Pangu and Nuwa, could look as dreadful as now.

"Is it really so horrible?"

Influenced by Long Yangjun, Li Yao grew anxious too. "The superweapon is really so intimidating?"

"It is not the Gold Crystal Pyramid that is intimidating, but the star. Neither the civilization of mankind nor the Pangu civilization has figured out 1% of the mysteries of stars. Infuriating a sun recklessly under such circumstances is exactly like playing with fire. You will only get burnt!"

Taking a deep breath, Long Yangjun said in a shivering voice, "When a three-year-old throws a pebble into a pond, it is always easy to raise a few ripples, but can he control the number of the ripples he raised or the spreading speed and distance of the ripples? It's absolutely impossible, right?