Chapter 21 The Story of the False God and the Audience
This sky is the desert sky, with burning heat.
The scorching sun shines, and the ground is baked and steamed.
Zhu Zhengwei has been busy looking for animals and taking exams outside. Although he has not really entered this land during this period, he did not expect that he has turned upside down.
In this four-dimensional "reason world", I am already over 100 years old and can be called the seed of immortality.
He blinked.
Hurry!
The whole world seemed to be transformed into virtual and transparent in front of one's own eyes.
After all, it is the root world based on one's own dreams, and in the dreams, one can do everything.
When establishing a biological database, Zhu Zhengwei modified the underlying program of the world to facilitate viewing and created an interface.
Biological database: 12,518 species.
Number of servers: 1000
...
He walked in the desert, and several lines of simple virtual words appeared in front of him.
Click on the biological database and you can see the detailed page, the specific life data of animals and plants.
"It seems that the collection has been good in the past half month. After all, a large area of insects and plants can be instantly pulled into one covers a few hundred meters."
"This is my world. I ran around and projected these people in, and it was hard to get it!"
I visited many zoos by myself.
There are also various fish and marine plants.
"However, such creatures are the foundation, but they are also the beginning of the future. Starting from the modern human ecosystem, there may be different changes and developments."
Zhu Zhengwei took a few glances, walked on the desert, approaching the city of huge rocks.
"Go away, lowly slaves."
In the distance, the giant elephant was covered with a delicate red woven blanket on its back, and a small square house was on it. It seemed that aristocrats were yelling in the house, and stepped into the city gate.
puff!
Zhu Zhengwei gave in, but he still rolled up a pile of yellow sand and hit him.
"So that's it." Zhu Zhengwei was a little angry, but suddenly glanced at the giant elephant, laughed and came to a cloth shed outside the city gate.
An old man was selling tea.
Several desert merchants wore square scarves, took off the windbreaker that blocked their faces, and drank tea under the greenhouse.
When one of the middle-aged travelers saw Zhu Zhengwei, they reached out to greet him, "The guy is here to sit here. Now the nobles are getting more and more stinky. When is the yellow sand on their bodies? "
Zhu Zhengwei sat down close, "Bronze Kingdom."
"oh."
The traveler looked up and down and couldn't help but smile, "It's true that he looks like a scholar. Are you here for this exquisite work? Is it a bit dangerous here, don't you bring two servants?"
Zhu Zheng shook his head slightly, pointed to the distance and asked, "How did they ride elephants in the desert?"
Elephants are heat-resistant animals, but they cannot be seen in the desert.
Because the desert is quicksand, the elephants will be directly submerged.
The middle-aged man smiled, "The Shi Guang Changheng Emperor paved countless kilometers of stone roads in the desert, and exhausted countless people just because his beloved woman wanted to ride an elephant in the desert."
"That man, who clearly lives in countless fertile soil, oasis, forests, and plains in the world, chose to set his capital in the desert on the front line and build the [City of Hundred Stones]. He said: Other kings are built in the rear, and he insists on building the front line with the royal capital to guard the front line. As long as he stands on the front line, no one can destroy his country."
The middle-aged man showed a look of admiration, "It is reported that there were 100,000 slave workers back then, and it took more than ten years to build the city. Innumerable slave workers were exhausted, and even hundreds of elephants were exhausted to death, so that this legendary royal city was built."
Zhu Zheng nodded, but said, "But he did not lie and defend it. No one can break through his city of 100 stones when he is alive. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack."
"Yes."
The middle-aged man drank a cup of tea and said, "A hundred years ago, in the battle of the Gurbantonggut Desert, the Bronze Kingdom and the Youguo jointly attacked. It took several years and could not be defeated. In the end, it was really difficult to resist the harsh desert environment. The national strength was exhausted and he could only retreat. He led the army alone and guarded the entire dynasty frontline."
"But he was still dead."
Zhu Zhengwei listened silently, but said something.
"Yes, he was assassinated in the palace. The man who claimed to be a god was betrayed by his beloved woman and died at the hands of a ridiculous slave. The slave dared to call himself Shi Guang Changshou Emperor? He said that he was not as stupid as the foolish monarch in front of him, and he would never believe in anyone."
"He became the next tyrant, and now he is just an old man who is afraid of life and death, and is greedy for wealth and prosperity. People say that he is already in his early 100 years old and the deadline is coming."
Zhu Zhengwei suddenly laughed and said, "You seem to admire the first generation of Shi Guang Changheng Emperor? He was obviously a tyrant who built a city of 100 stones, and the people were living in poverty."
"But it is indeed worthy of worship, because this city is already the most invincible miracle in the world. That powerful man is an epic great hero, and he is destined to be recorded in history!" The middle-aged traveler has unique insights and constantly exudes some of his experiences with the dynasty in front of him and his dissatisfaction with this era.
"I always believe that most of the despair of mortals comes from their own incompetence."
The middle-aged traveler in front of him had a deep look and continued, "But the despair of the strong is mostly limited by the powerlessness of the times."
"That heroic man did not lose to that despicable villain, but to the entire era. He could be stronger, but God did not allow it, God did not allow it, and he was locked by the whole world! God, how could he be stabbed to death by an ordinary woman while sleeping? He could be stronger!"
"Maybe that's true, people in the world cannot see the road ahead. Countless heroes have hatred and turned into loess bones." Zhu Zhengwei suddenly smiled, "If there are immortals in this world, he will definitely find a way to find the next path."
"Then he must carry the hope of the whole earth, he must carry all the dreams of heroes, and he must be very lonely." The middle-aged traveler spoke.
Suddenly the traveler looked upright and said, "I saw that you have a great origin, and when you see it, we can go deeper..."
“I won’t participate.”
Zhu Zheng shook his head, "The nobles in the giant elephant are yours? Is it yours? Is it a special place to pass by and anger some extraordinary people, so you have the opportunity to chat with them in the teahouse next to you, take the opportunity to insult the nobles, share the same hatred, and then win over the people on your side?"
"you??"
The traveler seemed to have been seen through and was stunned.
Zhu Zhengwei finally sighed that the world has changed.
The world is not the simple Zhujing Village back then. There are many tricks in the city, so all immortals are jumping.
"We're just not pedantic!"
"We do want to win over a group of warriors with high martial arts skills and knowledgeable people. This is a battle for mortals to massacre pseudo-gods!"
The middle-aged traveler looked at Zhu Zhengwei deeply, and a hint of heroism flashed across his eyes. He pointed to the city tower at a high place and said, "What do you think we will end up?"
"The huge rock will be stained with a lot of human blood and tears."
"I know that there is no era of change without bloodshed."
The middle-aged traveler stood up, looked at the pedestrians along the way, and said, "They all live in suffering. My parents, grandparents and grandmothers all died in the hands of the nobles. I saw a sentence in the books of the old era: There is a heat and a light. If there is no torch in the dark, I will be the first light."
Zhu Zheng nodded.
He said calmly again: "But after all, it is the legendary Zhu Wu, swallowing wind and drinking dew, and the gods and men in the sky descend to earth, and we are just mortals. It is difficult for mortals to kill gods! Now that the other party is old, we choose to take action. We not only have to win, but also try every means to stop his dying struggle."
If you can't stop it, let it run away, the consequences will be too serious.
The royal families of the three dynasties experienced that decades-long riot era, and divided the "qi" of the three hundred women in the legendary period, thus opening up the "king power" and the power of the king was granted divinely.
If you don’t kill the second generation king and take away his aura, it means a new kingdom. Your country does not have the combat power of suppression and cannot completely settle down!
"To be honest, we can't plot against him."
"At that time, he took advantage of the first generation of Shi Guang Changheng Emperor who fell asleep and successfully plotted against him. Sleep was the only chance to attack him. Now the fear of death learned his lesson and closed himself in the stone chamber. He would not meet anyone at night. Once we try to break in, the other party would wake up in the stone chamber and we could only kill him head-on."
Really miserable.
It's simply a turtle shell.
No wonder I'm asking myself to live long.
Zhu Zhengwei did not continue chatting, but raised his head.
He saw a weed taking root and sprouting on the shed, and laughed: "The things you have worked hard to fight for are often around you."
Middle-aged travelers don't understand why.
The weed on the roof was a guy who had just come into contact with the tabletop game "The World", and was amazed.
“So beautiful, so beautiful.”
He looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, a giant city towering, and elephants and camels passed by from time to time, "Wow! In ancient desert towns, desert travelers came and went. Didn't they say that they were all wilderness? There are also such hidden scenes of people coming and going!"
He swayed on the roof of the greenhouse, looking at the passers-by below and the mottled huge stone walls in the distance, and the guests under the greenhouse were whispering. He couldn't help but feel moved and exclaimed loudly:
"We are all lonely plants that last forever, and we are the spectators of this "World"!"
Chapter completed!