Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 18 The second low-dimensional universe

At the current time, it is too late at night and too early in the morning, and there are no shops open at all.

If it is an urban area, there may be 24-hour convenience stores or something, but in the suburbs, the food delivery software is full of "accept reservations, delivery starts at [-] o'clock".

No matter what, Zhang Zicheng got up and went to order a bowl of noodles by himself.

Boil the noodles in water, and boil the two vegetable leaves over high heat.

Chop two pieces of garlic, chop them into a bowl, pour light soy sauce, oyster sauce, pepper, vinegar, and sesame oil.Add a spoonful of hot noodle soup to stir and stir, and finally take out the noodles and eat them.

The speed is not slower than cooking a pack of instant noodles, and it is also cheaper.It's a pity that there are no eggs at home, otherwise poached eggs can add some protein.

Holding the bowl and sitting back at the computer desk, holding up the noodles with the chopsticks, Zhang Zicheng felt both happy and funny.

Even though they had won the golden finger, the first meal turned out to be boiled noodles.

But I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood or I've been hungry for too long, but this noodle tastes better than usual.

It's like saying goodbye to the old days.

The days when every meal is carefully planned to save a few cents will soon be far away from me.

After Zhang Zicheng finished his meal, he put down the bowl and chopsticks.The white blood cells in the screen have also eaten up the germs.

Looking at all kinds of strange cells on the screen, to be honest, Zhang Zicheng was a little lucky.

Fortunately, I have no way to subjectively control the super white blood cells for the time being. Under the subconscious control of the human body, they still operate according to the working state of normal white blood cells.

That's fine, anyway, the duty of white blood cells is to act as the body's immune system.The body is the village where it was born and raised. Whoever does not know the neighbors in the neighborhood, who is an unfamiliar germ, it must be clearer than the host itself.

Maybe it's not possible to control it precisely for the time being, but is it a good thing?Let yourself not toss about the human body.

Wiping his mouth, Zhang Zicheng suddenly asked: "System, didn't you say that there were two low-dimensional beings with life at the beginning? Show me the other one too."

His tone was very comfortable, making this request to the system was nothing more than a mentality of being too excited to fall asleep and wanting to continue playing games.

But after thinking about it, he added another sentence: "By the way, if that low-dimensional has any magical abilities that are different from high-dimensional, show me first."

The system obeyed the host's request, and immediately said: [Yes, the request has been confirmed, the screen is being retrieved, please wait...]

At this moment, Zhang Zicheng felt a little thirsty, and took another sip of the sour and salty noodle soup. When he raised his head again, the content on the display screen had changed.

In the center of the screen, a person appeared.

He was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, which was not very clean and a little tattered.

He wears a tiara, but his black hair, which is mixed with white silk, has been unkempt for a long time, making it look messy.

With rough palms, he held a long nine-jointed staff in one hand and a bowl of water in the other.

Such a character, standing in the crowd, is extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.

Because compared with him, the people around him are all in decline, leaning against wooden walls and stone walls, sitting or lying down, with thin faces and breathless breath.

Most of them were dressed in sackcloth, but some of them didn't even have tattered sackcloth full of patches. They were just so naked, revealing their bones but not their flesh.

Some people lay on their sides and curled up into a ball, their heads hung on the ground, their mouths were slightly open, their bloodless lips were like dry bark, their eyes drooped naturally, almost without any moisture.

There is another person behind him, back to back with him, on the back where every spine can be clearly seen, the soil on the ground is stained, it doesn't look like a person, but like garbage that has been discarded by the side of the road.

Zhang Zicheng was stunned.

In the previous world of evil gods, when all the people who appeared were added up, only the last moon god looked like a human being, and all other beings looked strangely shaped.

Even Simmons, who was the first to communicate with Zhang Zicheng, looked extremely terrifying, and he could be the final boss on the set without makeup.

But whether it was the mutated Simmons, or the later Luna, Glutton, Seonlis, and Zhang Zicheng, from the beginning to the end, there was no trace of fear in their hearts, only occasionally nausea.

In addition to subconsciously understanding that they can't hurt themselves, what's more, their image is far from human beings, more like special effects monsters seen too often in movies.

But seeing such a thin "person" with his own eyes, as if he was wrapped in a layer of skin on the skeleton, Zhang Zicheng felt as uncomfortable as seeing a real corpse with his own eyes.

"They are dead."

In the picture, the only standing bearded man looked down at the two curled up on the ground and said.

In the calm words, there is common sadness.

Immediately, the yellow-robed Taoist turned his eyes away and walked towards the still living person.

And those two corpses lay quietly on the ground, blowing with the wind.

A moment later, he was dragged away without a sound.

There is at least a piece of clothing covering the people the Taoist approaches.

The other party was sitting against the earthen wall with his head drooping.If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of the chest cavity, it would almost be misunderstood as a corpse.

The yellow-robed Taoist raised his hand, handed the nine-knot battle in his hand to his companion behind him, and then pulled out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his bosom.

He muttered incantations in a low voice, and Zhang Zicheng saw with his own eyes that the talisman paper in his hand ignited without fire, turning into a cloud of ashes and falling into the bowl in his hand.

"Is this... a spell? Or a juggling act?"

It seems that the location of the system's projection is correct, although the people here look miserable, like a famine or a plague.But this world should also be a world with supernatural powers.

With the experience of the last world, Zhang Zicheng has decided that he will communicate with this person first, ask and inquire about the world view.

While thinking, the content in the picture continued, the Taoist handed the bowl containing the talisman water to the person in front of him, and said softly: "Drink it quickly, your illness will be healed after drinking it."

The patient raised his head slightly for no apparent reason, but he was so tired that he was so weak that he finally drank the talisman water with the help of the Taoist priest.

I don't know if it's because I've taken in water, or if the Fu water is really useful.

The man's energy was almost visible to the naked eye, and he could even raise his hands in a bow, and said weakly: "Thank you...thank you... may I ask, your name?"

"A nameless pawn, why talk about honorable name? Someone is Zhang Jiao."

"Fuck?"

Zhang Zicheng, who was still thinking about how to start his speech when he lowered his own words, almost instantly achieved his goal after hearing these words.

No need to inquire, Taoist priest in yellow robe, heals diseases and saves lives, and calls himself Zhang Jiao.

If this is not the Three Kingdoms, where else could it be?

It's okay to drive to the Three Kingdoms in low dimension!
(End of this chapter)