He wanted to find the answer:
Why did they kill him even when he helped them with all his might?
And why did the gods not appear in the third era?
He had so eagerly fallen into slumber hoping to once again meet that supreme, great and noble unknowable presence in the future...
He stared at the ancient coffin among the sunflowers and fell into bewilderment. Should he enter the next life... If everything repeats itself, then what is the meaning of it all?
"I!"
"What exactly should I do!?" Jiaxia knelt on the ground, bewildered as he looked at the whole world. With no precedent to follow, he could only move forward haphazardly with confusion.
At this moment, an unknown voice came through the mist of the sky:
"You have life, you have knowledge, but you lack wisdom, which will be the third force to become a true life."
Jiaxia couldn't help but ask: "Wisdom? That must be the greatest third force, oh god in the sky, how can I obtain the power of wisdom?"
He eagerly anticipated inwardly.
Just like the previous two times, there must be a great ancient new god appearing before him, who would eventually descend, granting the same authority to the beings on the earth!
The third century, the gods will grant us the third force called wisdom!
"Life and knowledge are already etched in your mind, wisdom can only be obtained by yourself through thinking," Fu Qingjun said calmly.
"The third force, why doesn't the god give it to me!" A bewildered roar echoed from the ground. Fu Qingjun looked down at the red ants below, somewhat disappointed.
If they cannot think independently, then they are not wise beings... Or could it be that this kind of life fundamentally lacks the intellectual creativity of a truly wise life?
A vast voice echoed again in the sky:
"When you ask this question, you will no longer have a chance to see me."
"Why?"
Jiaxia cried out, feeling like his faith had collapsed, watching the sky he couldn't help but cry: "Oh great unknowable ancient god, are you abandoning us?"
The sky's voice came again:
"You have lost the heart to see me."
"Worship, offerings, slaughter, and sacrificing companions, all the complicated and superficial acts of reverence are seen as bargaining chips by you, rather than truly believing in the god, it's more like a desire to keep trading with the god."
Swoosh!
He suddenly felt a faint flicker before his eyes.
The piled-up ant corpses in the distance suddenly disappeared.
Fu Qingjun couldn't be bothered with him, picked up a bunch of accumulated dead ants, and started heading to the kitchen to research how to make ant wine.
He was a rather pragmatic person.
The bodies were just lying there anyway, might as well make use of them, though he didn't eat them, he could sell them. After all, his consumption was huge, and he'd soon run out of money...
At this moment, Jiaxia fell silent.
He called out loudly to the sky again, but there was no more response.
No matter how he shouted, the god did not respond to him anymore.
He screamed hysterically, desperately running around on the desk ground, crying out loudly, and finally, he could only helplessly prostrate on the ground and wail, realizing that the god had completely abandoned them.
Jiaxia stood dumbfounded on the ground, suddenly thinking of those mysterious, sacred, and majestic words from the unknown void earlier:
[If you see me with color, seek me with sound, live with desire, you will be walking the evil path with the divine wisdom granted, incapable of seeing truth... Purify your heart and you shall see within.]
It seemed he completely understood why god had met them in the past, and not now, realizing where he went wrong.
He began to hold his head and cry.
But after crying, he still had to face the entire reality.
"The god no longer sees us... The road ahead can only rely on myself." He stopped crying, stood up and pulled himself together, silently walked back to the sunflower, and closed the coffin.
The first true wise being in this world, finally began to explore what the power of the beings' wisdom truly was, and how to gain a stronger third power through himself.
Inside the coffin, endless darkness enveloped him.
"So that's it! So that's it!!!!" After who knows how long, he suddenly laughed crazily and pathologically, opening the coffin, and zealously began writing the blasphemous stone tablet of the third century about the God of Wisdom.
...
Time passed.
On his way back from brewing ant wine, Fu Qingjun saw the extermination of the third race had ended, and that little fellow was hiding in the sunflower again extending his life, somewhat surprised, "Who would have thought, a plant filled with souls would be like a fridge, preserving the creatures hiding within, slowing their soul decay."
But it's also limited, ordinary ants going in would be overwhelmed by the massive plant soul container prematurely, that mutated soul ant is quite extraordinary.
He didn't care, he stuffed the ant carcasses that lost consciousness, and waited for them to wake and herald a new fourth age, heading back to the kitchen to make medicinal ant wine.
The long night is vast, unlike before.
This time he completely understood how to stay on track, three or four hours a cycle of life and extinction, in over ten hours before dawn, at least three or four eras could cycle, seeing what their wise civilization would develop into.
...
The Fourth Era.
Countless ants awakened to wisdom again.
They crawled everywhere, soon discovering three ancient stone tablets beneath the throne.
They still saw the first stone tablet where Amiro granted life, and the second stone tablet where Hemeus granted knowledge.
When they saw the third stone tablet, it indeed recorded the prehistoric story of the third century.
However, Jiaxia did not write about his own besieged scene.
It was instead carefully adorned with graffiti of an ancient and vast unknowable level figure in the mist, completely formless and shapeless.
And looking further, there was a stone tablet with text explaining this scene:
"Jiaxia gifted wisdom."
Boom!!
All the ants were thoroughly shaken!
The third century, another unknowable level mysterious deity descended, is it the deity named Jiaxia?
Following the stone tablet of the third century, they saw the most shocking written words:
"In the third century, Jiaxia informed the beings on earth what wisdom was, then descended to the land and reincarnated as a being on the earth."
"He resides in the black and white ancient coffin in the ancient Sun Golden Tower, waiting for the living beings to awaken him from the cradle of heroes, the omnipotent deity will shout out to lead the beings on the earth towards glory."
Boom!
All the ants were greatly shaken.
They passionately and expectantly charged towards the sunflowers, uncovering the ancient coffin.
"God!!!"
They shouted, prostrating in front of the coffin.
In there, Jiaxia slowly opened his eyes in the darkness, elegantly and evilly half sitting up in the coffin, looking at the mortals before him with sharp and cold eyes.
His previously simple and honest eyes seemed to burn with a flame.
Like a simple child awakened to wisdom, understanding cunning and tinged with a bit of guilt,
Suddenly he stood up from the coffin, looking at the hopeful beings in front of him, inwardly laughed calmly and deeply, "I understand, this... is the power of wisdom.... It is the power of the mind, not force, the power of wise beings is the strongest power capable of conquering the entire world!!"
"Jiaxia gifted wisdom."
"That is not wrong."
"Because the wisdom of beings can only be gifted to oneself through thinking."
He stood up, overlooking below in the sunflower, and he would impart his wisdom to them.
... Everything wasn't wrong.
"Come, foolish beings! Ignorant, blindly frenzied ants!"
"By me! By my wisdom God Jiaxia, I will lead you to glory with my wisdom!" he shouted, sitting on the flower throne on the potted plant on the tabletop by the window, "By reincarnated deities, leading you to establish a dynasty on earth."
At this moment, civilization fully commenced,
"Chronicles of the Sunflower Dynasty - Blessing of the Gods":
[On the first day, Amiro came and granted the beings on earth life]
[On the second day, Hemeus came and granted the beings on earth knowledge]
[On the third day, Jiaxia came and granted the beings on earth wisdom and deceit]
Countless children in the millennia to follow read the ancient texts of the Sunflower Dynasty, marveling at the creation documents of the Amiro god system. On the third day, humans gained wisdom and thus gained deceit.