"These families don't have any impressive young male Grandmasters in the younger generation. You have a chance to become the head of the family," Baiyu said with a smile, pointing at several girls' black-and-white photos.

Uh,

Fu Qingjun gave him a sideways glance.

Never thought that you, an honest-to-goodness medical Martial Dao family practitioner, would be this kind of person.

"I'll think about it."

Fu Qingjun answered ambiguously.

"You really should consider it properly. Bro, you're not getting any younger, and you've already advanced to Grandmaster, in the state of Primordial Yang without any leaks. You can marry and have children now," Baiyu said.

Am I not still young?

These signs of wear and tear on this demonic muscular body are all just inflated...

As he ate, he felt the world was still very realistic.

No high-handed bullying or pretentious face-slapping here. Despite gathering so many things, clearly having a big secret, people's first reaction is to suggest a marriage alliance.

There's already a strict promotion system in place. If you're a naturally emerging genius, you're generally absorbed into various family clans or factions, becoming new blood...

And geniuses also rise accordingly, even integrating into their family. After all, you can't make it without a backing.

If you're talented enough, you might directly become the next head of the family, lead them to glory, and even marry over a dozen girls within the family to improve the family lineage.

Why are descendants of Martial Arts Families or clans nearly all geniuses?

It's because they continually infuse new blood over generations to optimize!

Some offspring are even born as half Muscle Weight Realm experts, akin to that Divine Blood inheritance, and they cultivate at an extraordinary speed...

Like it was mentioned before:

The physical structures of family Martial Dao people and ordinary people are already different.

They're a sub-species of human.

With powerful bodies, terrifying muscles, and extremely high physical attributes, their martial arts are suited for this kind of biological training. Ordinary people attempting it would go astray, harming themselves.

However, they haven't reached the fourth realm. No matter how the third realm's offspring are optimized, it won't be too exaggerated.

"The world is truly strange."

As Fu Qingjun ate, he organized the logic of the Martial Arts World, feeling everything that was previously obscure had become clear.

Following normal logic, I should indeed find a clan as support, marry into it, marry a rich and beautiful woman, reach the pinnacle of life, and prosper together.

But I'm different.

"Reliance? No need."

He finished his meal, returned to his room, and reorganized his thoughts, "The clock assembly line and the ant wine assembly line have actually merged in that ship's internal space."

After all, with a hundred billion ants dead, Fu Qingjun thinks he can't handle it all. As long as the wine suffices, it's fine.

Now, the two lines are merging together.

Inside that ship cabin, the ant craftsmen continuously manufacture watches.

And with their natural deaths and iterations, their bodies turn into ant wine.

The two production lines perfectly combined.

He reckoned he had a bit of a genius streak.

"There's still the third production line—the snail chip production line." Fu Qingjun thought to himself, "Even though I've developed it and stocked a large inventory, it's hard to sell."

It's not a product of the current era. Even on the other side of Earth, it would be shocking.

Nanomachines the size of snail shells, electronic AI deputy brains...

Honestly, it's best to hang onto them and see where they can be used in the future.

"At the very least, I have games to play now." With an ear accessory dangling, a virtual desktop popped out for Fu Qingjun.

"Game is loading—"

The mechanical snail civilization had previously researched many AAA game titles, which they used for entertainment. But now, Fu Qingjun could also enjoy them.

It's a new type of mobile, keeping him quite entertained.

Though saving the world is essential, some proper game relaxation is also vital, as he's already done everything he could and can only watch how the era evolves as he plays.

"No rush, let's play until tonight's Divine Demon Night Banquet."

...

On the other side.

"I..."

In her room, Tang Meng looked at her hairstyle, feeling increasingly anguished.

How can anyone see such a hairstyle?

Yet, the matter at hand was too significant. After much hesitation, she decided to make it known.

Picture!

A single screenshot caused an uproar on the internet.

People in survival camps and buildings were all stunned.

Originally, the apocalypse was an extremely serious matter. Everyone was struggling to survive, living difficult lives amidst explosive insect plagues, but now...

Pfft!

A mouthful of salt soda sprayed out.

"For our moods, gave us a fresh hairstyle? (Confused)"

"Sister, which stylist did your hair? This hairstyle is very intricate. The middle strand of stray hair wasn't shaved off, leaving a bald circle around it. It takes extreme care to achieve this. (Admire)"

"Is this... a declaration of resolve by shaving?"

"Newest Mediterranean stray hair style?"

"I'm also Mediterranean. Seeing this hairstyle, I oddly feel a bit of freshness. I put a strand in the middle too. My brother in high school said I've become much more handsome. (Praise)"

...

A bunch of idiots!

Tang Meng fumed with anger.

Over the past month, despite various insects and cockroaches undergoing mutations, most had built shelters and lived relatively carefree, occasionally fighting off invading cockroaches and rats.

Inside the shelters, with nothing much to do, they began teasing me?

Tang Meng took a deep breath, calmed herself, and shared everything that happened today with the online community.

Instantly, everyone fell silent.

The amount of information it brought was immense.

There exists a powerful being, traversing time and space, coming from the future back to this era of catastrophic floods?

And this being even brought her into their sect, accepting her as a disciple?

What's more terrifying is that this hairstyle is a gift from the divine demons, a mark of belonging on the top of living creatures' heads.

This begs contemplation.

They also recalled why there's always been an intriguing unsolved mystery about human hairstyles: the peculiar baldness from special hairstyles.

Baldness isn't particularly special. Many people experience it.

However, baldness comes in two forms: uniform baldness, which is quite normal, caused by irregular lifestyles leading to thinning hair and increased hair fall.

Yet the other form isn't uniform but removes only that central circular patch.

This specific shape is inherently odd and wholly hereditary in lineage.

Tracing back to ancient human ancestors, one could dig through portraits of successive eras.

But this is quite strange.

At that moment, a genetic expert stood up and said, "It's clear, all human body traits evolved over long histories."

"We evolved eyebrows to prevent rain from entering our eyes."

"Some have armpit hair to dissipate heat and reduce friction."

"But, over the lengthy human evolutionary history, what reason caused precisely this central bald spot? It offers no benefit to humans."

"I can't think of any environmental evolutionary impact that would lead to such a genetic trait—the Mediterranean hairstyle. It's a highly concentrated hereditary trait present in family after family, transferring only to males."

"Perhaps... it can only be attributed to aliens or the result of high civilization causing artificial hereditary dominant traits."

...

This form of evolution doesn't align with ancient human survival in nature... Indeed, just think about it, either fully bald or not bald at all, but why so uniform?

Could it really be?

Tang Meng: "Everyone, don't worry. I will definitely uncover the truth."

Everyone fell completely silent, feeling enveloped by a cloud of doubt.

"If truly, ancient ancestors once made deals with divine demons, and like Tang Meng became disciples... then ancestral heredity explains it."

"Absolutely brilliant, perhaps so. Damn it! If only I had such fortunate encounters, mere hair wouldn't matter. Let me ask, if I shave my head into your bald hairstyle, will I become as smart as you? (Hopeful)"

Tang Meng paused, "That's self-made. It won't have the effect; it's merely trying to be clever."

Everyone was shocked, suddenly enlightened.

Tang Meng spoke online for a while, took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and began entering the Divine Demon Night Banquet.

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