In front of the cloud wall.

A figure was holding an object that made a terrible noise, and was operating it without mercy on this piece of jade that was regarded as a natural treasure in the eyes of others.

"Zizzizi!"

A harsh sound came, gradually changing a certain part of the jade into what you wanted.

Jiang Chao installed the radio that had transformed into two jade balls into the jade jade, and the jade balls were seamlessly integrated into the radio.

And they just turned into the sun and moon on the jade biscuit, one on each side.

The battery in the radio has its own power, which will not be exhausted even if it is not used all the time.

Next, Jiang Chao came to the other side of the jade.

The light inside the cave was hazy, and the dusk sunlight was reflected from the outside of the jade. Jiang Chao adjusted it and tried to make the jade ball-like radio make sound.

Jiang Chao: "Hey!"

An echo-like voice came from outside Yubi: "Hey, hey!"

The sound can be accurately transmitted to the outside, and the volume of the sound can also be adjusted.

Jiang Chao said: "It's installed."

Wang Shu: "What's the use of installing it here? There's no one here."

Jiang Chao: "There will be people here later, and they will build the temple here."

Wangshu: "A temple dedicated to you?"

Jiang Chao: "Yeah!"

Wang Shu: "Are you ready to become a god like me?"

Jiang Chao: "When did you become a god?"

Wangshu: "Isn't Wangshu a god?"

Jiang Chao: "I have to have an identity that is suitable for action and can avoid a lot of troubles. I have no interest in being king and hegemony outside, and I don't want to be an ancient person who blends into the outside world and fights for power and intrigue with outsiders all day long.

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"For the time being, it's still my original idea. Be careful when contacting the outside world. Don't act rashly without understanding the situation and bring about catastrophic changes to the outside world. At the same time, we will try to repair what we have and see if we can go back.

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"Let nature take its course and take it one step at a time. I am not trying to be a god here, but this identity seems to be the most suitable and convenient at the moment."

Wang Shu: "Being a god holding a radio and sitting at home playing Tetris all day long?"

Jiang Chao: "Isn't it very pleasant?"

Wang Shu: "No wonder you accepted this extremely lonely and boring job and voluntarily accepted hibernation."

Jiang Chao asked back: "Do you also know how to be lonely?"

Wang Shu asked again: "You said you want to restore what we have, how to restore it?"

Jiang Chao rubbed his always aching head: "When I feel better, I'll think about it carefully and maybe I can find a solution."

Wang Shu's voice came from the radio hanging on Jiang Chao's waist: "Either leave it to me to make the plan first!"

Jiang Chao did not refuse: "First make a plan and feasibility report and submit it to me."

Jiang Chao cannot adapt to life outside as an ordinary person, nor can he integrate into an era without technology.

Just for this era.

A modern person who lives in ancient times and can use technology to create things is not much different from a god.

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While Jiang Chao was transforming the jade and adjusting the radio in the cave.

At dusk.

Several shadows followed the pathless road, walking in a hurry.

The young man from Zhangjiacun helped the old uncle walk in front, but the old uncle could not walk fast. In the end, the young man directly carried him on his back and walked quickly towards the front.

"hurry up."

"It's right in front, almost there."

It's just that in addition to the people from Zhangjiacun, there are also a few people dressed in strange clothes.

These people were dressed in simple but clean white linen clothes. They were supposed to be wearing bamboo hats, but now they were untied and hung on their backs. Two of them had white masks on their faces that looked like ghosts and gods.

The leader not only wore a mask, but also wore a straw crown on his head and held a staff in his hand.

As soon as they spoke, their accents were a little different from those of the people in Zhangjiacun.

"Is the cloud wall here?"

The old uncle looked back and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it's right here."

The group walked through the bamboo forest and came to the jade in the foothills. The old uncle came down and pointed at the jade tremblingly.

"Sacrifice to the witch, look quickly."

"Yunbi is born."

When we got here, what could I say as an old uncle? The eyes of the strangely dressed group had already been locked by the jade.

In the blink of an eye.

I saw them kneeling on the ground uniformly and bowing to the ground.

He was also shouting some incomprehensible words, which seemed to be ancient blessings, using some ancient language that has been lost in history.

Then they walked forward on their knees, getting closer to the jade piece little by little.

Several other people stopped in the center of the foothills. Only the man wearing a grass crown came under the jade. He knelt down and raised his head, looking at every bit of the jade.

The man's expression was invisible under the mask, but his eyes seemed to be full of nostalgia and emotion. Strong emotions of joy surged out of those eyes like flames. No words could express his mood at the moment.

His shoulders shook unconsciously, his mouth opened slightly, and he softly hummed some ancient tune.

"The bathing orchid soup is full of fragrance, and the beautiful clothes are beautiful."

"The spirit is still curled up, but the death is far away."

"The Jian will come to the Palace of Longevity and shine with the sun and the moon."

"..."

Humming room.

Look at him again.

Tears were streaming down his face, and even the mask could not hide the sadness that was revealed. It seemed that he was overjoyed to find this piece of jade, and the things he had lost also made him extremely sentimental.

Others also knelt on the ground, kowtowing and lying motionless on the ground.

At dusk, the sun gradually sets, and only the ancient tune echoes in the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Behind the jade, Jiang Chao, who was about to leave, also felt the movement outside.

The melody was beautiful and had an ancient rhyme, but after listening carefully for a long time, Jiang Chao didn't even understand what the other person was humming.

Jiang Chao: "What are these people singing?"

There was silence on the radio for a while, as if Wang Shu was checking information, but he responded quickly.

Wangshu: "It's Jiu Ge·Yun Zhongjun."

Jiang Chao: "Is there Mr. Yun Zhong here too?"

Jiang Chao knew who Yun Zhongjun was, but the tone of his singing neither belonged to Jiang Chao's era nor this era, so Jiang Chao could not hear it.

Without Wang Shu's translation, he probably wouldn't have been able to figure out what the other party was singing.

Jiang Chao was very confused. He already had some information about this world, the situation around Yunbi Mountain and the area it was in.

But because of this, he was particularly surprised by the appearance of Yun Zhongjun in the Nine Songs.

Jiang Chao: "This is obviously not our world. Even the dynasty has never heard of it. Why are there still gods from our myths?"

The answer came from the radio: "But there are many overlaps. The languages, characters and customs are similar. The Yangtze River is also called Jiang and Yangtze River, which actually illustrates this problem."

Jiang Chao asked: "Parallel world?"

Wang Shu still answered the same: "There is currently not enough information to prove this argument."

Jiang Chao nodded, and finally turned around and walked back.

From here, we walked all the way through the caves in the mountains and returned to the space station that fell underground.
Chapter completed!