My Private Planet

Wang Yan discovered that it is absolutely impossible for his planetary civilization to follow the normal development route.

The appearance of Fliger in Azeroth made the world that was originally going to be on the right track, forced to start a new round of great leap forward.

After agreeing to the expansion of the snake monster clan, the tauren clan introduced the plan of earth education.

Wang Yan set foot on the land of the harpy.

Howl left the seminaries ahead of time. Although he took away a lot of books, he stayed in a corner and had no contact with the outside world. The Harpy clan was obviously out of touch with the outside world. They didn't know how earth-shaking happened outside. The change.

The secluded harpy family concentrates on giving birth and raising children.

So when Wang Yan proposed to improve their strength, the request made by Harpy King Hal turned out to be to lift the restriction of the fountain of life.

The long time of seclusion made Hal's eyes shorter and shorter.

Wang Yan observed Hal’s luck. Harpy King Hal still showed a strong purple, but compared with Medusa and Bain, the color was much dim. If he didn’t make changes in time, he would even have a strong life. The fountain of energy and the fountain of vitality, her luck value will inevitably continue to decline.

"Hal, are you not going to lead your people to see the outside world?" Wang Yan reminded euphemistically.

"Wang, my people are not strong enough. When I have a sufficient number of powerful people, I will lead them to conquer the world." Hal didn't realize her mistake, and still possessed strong and stubborn confidence.

"Okay, I hope you don't regret today's decision." Wang Yan was silent for a moment and changed the definition of the fountain of life. "Within one year, the fountain of life will no longer limit the Harpy, Hal, I'm so good at it."

For a long time, Wang Yan gave the orc kings only guidance, and never forcibly interfered with their decisions. He hoped that the orcs would get out of the sky on their own, and Hal led the harpy to this day, and it is also her own Decision-making.

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The country of the nine-tailed fox Qingqiu.

Not bad.

Nine-tailed Fox relies on charm and illusion to build her tribe into a huge country.

The nine-tailed fox is a superior ruling class, learning the most advanced knowledge and enjoying the most delicious food.

Primitives and some orcs are in the second class, respecting the nine-tailed foxes, and they are happy to help the nine-tailed foxes build their kingdom.

The name of the Nine-tailed Fox is called Qingqiu.

Walking in Qingqiu Kingdom, Wang Yan is actually quite uncomfortable. There are too many handsome men and beauties transformed by the nine-tailed fox, and they are always discharging. If the planet lord is not immune to the magical powers of the nine-tailed fox, he would probably die here. No.

"Father God, I want Xianshu." Qingqiu's eyes were silky, softly making her request to Wang Yan.

"Xianshu?" Wang Yan touched his nose, these orcs' thinking became more and more outrageous.

"Yes, Xianshu." Qingqiu looked at Wang Yan barbarically, "Father, I want to make this a real country of Qingqiu, a country of Qingqiu in the mountains and seas. The nine-tailed fox in the Shanhaijing is Have magic spells that reach the sky and the earth."

"Cough!" Wang Yan coughed dryly, and said embarrassedly, "Qingqiu, I don't know how to do immortality. You may have to find a way to study this yourself. This world has infinite possibilities. Maybe you think about it. I think your illusion is very close to the category of fairy art!"

"Father, illusion is still far away! I want to learn real fairy art, like the art of changing the sky and earth, the art of moving mountains and filling the sea, and the art of flying clouds and fog..." Qingqiu sighed. The sad tone almost melted Wang Yan's heart.

The nine-tailed fox created by Wang Yan, the power of charm that inadvertently exudes, even the Lord of his planet can hardly resist.

Rising clouds and driving the fog, the art of change and shaping can be achieved, and the ability of the planet master of the art of moving mountains and filling the sea is barely part of the disaster...

However, these abilities are the abilities of the master of the planet, so you can't delegate power to all nine-tailed foxes!

"Father, there is no fairy arts, so magic arts are possible!" Qingqiu hugged Wang Yan's arm and shook it gently, like a little girl acting like a coquettish girl.

"Well, I know, I will find a way, but don't hold on too much hope." Wang Yan pulled his arm out calmly, his concentration was insufficient, and let the nine-tailed fox sway. I'm afraid he can't help but have an affair between man and beast with Qingqiu!

"Thank you Father God." Qingqiu beamed with joy.

Wang Yan smiled and left the country of nine-tailed foxes. He did not perfuse Qingqiu. On the earth, Luge has dedicated his artifact, which is enough to prove that the myths and legends of annihilation on the earth are real. Find the cultivation technique of the Eastern Immortals on the earth.

For example, Penglai, Kunlun and the like!

If he can perfectly receive the mythological heritage on the earth, his world civilization will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and Azeroth is nothing to worry about...

...

The werewolf Warwick forcibly migrated thousands of humans to his territory, and just one month was not enough for him to settle these humans.

The primitive people's fear of the werewolves went deep into their bones. Even though the werewolves showed kindness, the poor primitive people still had a deep fear of the fierce werewolves.

What's more, thousands of primitive people have different languages, so the werewolves have encountered unprecedented difficulties in spreading their beliefs and knowledge~www.readwn.com~ There is not enough food around the wolf fort, and they rely solely on the werewolves for not far away. Going out hunting is far from meeting the survival needs of thousands of people.

And within a month, no food could grow in the fields.

The primitive people who were forced to emigrate suffered widespread disease and death, and complained that many primitive people began to flee outside the wolf fort in order to survive.

And the hungry werewolves also began to ignore the warnings of Warwick, the wolf king, and took the primitive people in captivity as rations and secretly used them to feed themselves!

The kingdom of werewolves is in chaos.

Apart from the cat demon Selena, Warwick the werewolf can be said to be the most failed one among the many orc kings in managing the kingdom!

"Father, please confess your sin!" Warwick knelt before Wang Yan tremblingly.

When Wang Yan arrived, he happened to have witnessed more than a dozen werewolves grabbing a few primitive people to feast on, and his beast-like behavior made him angry.

"Warwick, I gave you wisdom, but look at your subordinates. What is the difference between your subordinates and wild beasts?" Wang Yan's voice was sharp and his tone was full of disappointment. "Your wisdom is to make you better hunt. What? Warwick, what have you learned in the seminaries over the years?"

"Father, I..." Warwick trembled, crawling on the ground with his tail clipped, and could not say a word of excuse. He knew the situation of the werewolf clan well, but because of his obsession with architecture, he never really He has paid attention to and solved the problem. This is his dereliction of duty, and he cannot shirk the blame.

"Give you three months, I want to see the changes in the werewolf clan." Wang Yan glanced at him coldly, hating iron and steel. "If it is still like this, I don't think the werewolf clan needs to exist. In this world!"