Chapter 328 The Sustainable Development of Death

After reading the entire story, Meng Fei felt speechless.

Is this the so-called "goddess development plan"?

Am I protecting her? Are you sure it’s not the other way around?

And why is it "my success or failure"? This country is yours, okay?

Well, the country is yours, but the goddess is mine.

In other words, if I take the goddess away or lead her astray, this country will be finished.

He suddenly felt like a hen hatching a magical egg.

Always be careful if the egg falls to the ground and breaks, or is accidentally swallowed by a snake, or hatches too hard and matures prematurely, or hatches for too little time and cools.

Is he a goddess incubator?

He suddenly remembered that the immature goddess might be under threat from enemies at any time and was still wandering around alone, and he felt nervous.

"Where are you?"

He quickly sent a message to his wife.

"Are you up?

"I didn't go far, and I was reading in the refreshing tea room across the street.

"Come down. By the way, remember to bring your passport."

"Passport? Why are you bringing your passport?"

"Just bring it with you."

"oh."

In Qingmang, all you need is an ID card. But when he goes on a business trip, Meng Fei will habitually put his passport in his suitcase.

This has an advantage. If the suitcase is lost at an airport or something, the passport in the suitcase can easily prove the suitcase's owner.

If you lose your wallet and lose your ID card while doing errands outside, the passport in your suitcase can be used as a temporary substitute for your ID card to do many things.

Following his wife's instructions, he put his passport in his pocket, left the hotel, and easily found the "Refreshing Tea Room" opposite.

When Ai Ting is free, she likes to find a place with an elegant environment to read.

Recently, she didn't know why she suddenly became interested in the history of Central Continent, and was reading a book called "The Rise and Fall of Central Continent" written by the Taotie Man.

She was wearing a light blue cotton shirt with some floral patterns, leaning her head against the window of the box, reading a book flattened on the table.

Although her hair was very long, it was tied into a beautiful bun on the back of her head. Only some broken hair around her ears remained on her reddish cheeks like graceful strokes.

Meng Fei sat opposite her at first, then after thinking about it, he stood up and sat next to her, looked at her beautiful profile, and then took a photo.

"Hey, why didn't you shoot me without my consent?"

"It's beautiful."

No woman can refute this reason and can only resist it symbolically.

"You really know how to speak."

She smiled while turning the page of the book on the table. Meng Fei captured another picture of the goddess's smiling side face.

When history turned a new page, the title became "Chapter 3: The Decline of the Death Empire".

"Do you know about the Death Empire?" she asked.

Generally, a country that worships gods in ancient times is called a "god's kingdom". If there is no god but a king, it is called a "kingdom".

But the Death God Empire is an exception. Because this country is too powerful, the word "emperor" must be added to the Kingdom of God, and it is called the "God Empire".

Therefore, the real idea of ​​Death Empire is not "Death-Empire", but "Death-Empire".

Ai Ting turned her head and put her hands on her cheeks, looking at this man who she thought only knew code with her beautiful eyes.

She didn't expect to find common ground on this aspect of history.

But Meng Fei wanted to say in his heart: "Whether you believe it or not, I just saw the God of Death himself not long ago..."

The decline of the Death God Empire is simply a model. It is also a topic that historians are fond of because until its decline, the country has been expanding.

Every few years, it will inevitably launch a large-scale war. The destruction of a country and a nation is simply routine for it. The corpse mountain in the capital is by no means an idle name, it is really made up of countless corpses.

Modern historians believe that the demise of this powerful empire was due to the waste of national power through endless external expansion. At the same time, internal decay also contributed to its final demise.

But Meng Fei knew that this kind of external expansion was not because of Death's ambition, but because it was necessary for him to grow, and he had to do it.

The mountain of corpses is the original form of the living body of the God of Death. He itself is made up of countless deaths. Without death, he would only be constantly eroded and weathered by natural forces.

Therefore, the great theologian Hema's explanation of the God of Death is: This is a god who uses the death of living beings to accumulate negative entropy for himself.

Although death is an increase in entropy, the increase in entropy of others can be effectively converted into a decrease in his own entropy.

If there is no expansion, no war, and no death, he cannot maintain his existence in the world.

Therefore, he will even specifically select those countries and nations that are prosperous, wealthy, and have large populations.

It's a pity that this model can only work for a short period of time. Because after all the surrounding countries and tribes that can be exterminated are eliminated, it will be difficult to avoid encountering more powerful enemies. If it continues to expand, it will encounter ironclads.

Although he swallowed up Central Continent, he could not defeat the equally powerful Qingmang Divine Kingdom in the east, and was resisted by the gods of the Western Continent united in the west.

In the end, he could only attack the inside of his own country like it was consuming fat. It was rotten internally, and was besieged by foreign enemies who took advantage of the situation, so it was bound to perish.

And even if he does not perish, such a god has no future because this world is limited.

Sooner or later, he will destroy all living things until he has no more negative entropy to obtain.

"Then if you are the God of Death, how can you maintain the negative entropy you need for a long time?"

The casualness with no expectation in Ai Ting's eyes has turned into surprise and admiration. How can a coder discuss history so eloquently?

"Let me think about it."

Meng Fei designed it. How to construct a system that can be stably maintained under limited conditions?

"His best way is to use his own national power to enslave other alien races and countries.

“Usually provide cheap but sufficient resources to keep them alive and healthy, and use some means to promote their full reproduction.

"For example, using hormones or artificial insemination to promote their population to increase dramatically?

"Develop a reasonable slaughtering plan. For example, divide the breeding area into thirty areas and slaughter one area every year. Replenish new pups immediately after slaughtering. This can ensure that enough deaths are harvested every year.

"This is the path to sustainable development."

This section is a design that Meng Fei quickly made that meets the goddess's requirements by combining He Ma's research on the Death God's empire system and his understanding of the current national system.

Before Meng Fei finished speaking, the goddess's expression turned obviously cold, and she rolled her eyes and glared at him.

"These are people, okay, not raising pigs?"

Meng Fei scratched his head and said, "You asked me to find a scientific development path for Death?"

The goddess turned her head angrily, continued reading, and said, "Can't the God of Death change himself?"
Chapter completed!