Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 22 High-Dimensional Wisdom
Having said that, the most urgent task is still the problem of epidemic food for the people.

This year, there is a great epidemic, the Luoyang earthquake, the sea overflows, and the Wuyuan Mountains and Banks are all cracked. There are no natural disasters throughout the year.

The evil of the imperial court lies in the double exploitation and oppression of the people when there is no way to survive, but those aristocratic families, eunuchs and relatives, old men and powerful men, and important ministers of the emperor can calculate their accounts slowly, don't worry, and will never give any of them a good time.

Now, the urgent need for the people here is: no corn to put into the pot, no clean water to drink, no medicine stone to drive away the epidemic.

Epidemic Zhang Zicheng really can't help it, he doesn't touch the microscopic field in reality, so it's even worse in low dimensions.

This is also one of the reasons why he needs Zhang Jiao. In this low-dimensional world where there are real spells, Zhang Jiao's talisman water is undoubtedly a guaranteed special medicine, and the only side effect will only happen to Zhang Jiao himself.

At the same time, Zhang Zicheng also understands that as long as people can eat enough and have enough nutrition, rest and recuperation is the best care in the world.

So he asked Zhang Jiao to go on to rescue the epidemic, while he began to study how to provide rations for Low-dimensional.

Food rations are different from other things. It will eventually fall into the mouth of the people and provide nutrition for the people.

Although he had considered directly reducing the dimensionality and leaving a little bit of biscuit crumbs outside the Milky Way, after Zhang Zicheng thought it over, he still felt that he could go through the experiment before he could rest assured.

Since it is necessary to experiment, it is naturally impossible to choose those low-dimensional worlds without life, because no one can eat them, so Zhang Zicheng naturally asked the system to switch the screen back to the universe of evil gods.

It's just that the picture of the evil god's universe had just appeared, and Zhang Zicheng was surprised to find that the starry sky of this universe was bright again.

Countless stars exude brilliance and are intertwined with each other densely. On such a macroscopic scale, they look like enlarged fibers in the microcosm.

At this moment, without any surprise, a pink head popped out from the corner of the screen.

Ti Lulu felt the attention from the bloodline, looked at the direction that conveyed the gaze of Father God in great surprise, and kept waving: "Father God! Father God! Have you regained consciousness?!"

wake?

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean by waking up? I was just doing something else."

Ti Lulu was taken aback, then scratched her head, and said with a naive smile: "Ah... sorry, Father God, I have no experience in dealing with Outer Gods. I thought you are the same as Seonlis, as long as the consciousness disappears Just fell asleep."

Looking at the other party's smirk, Zhang Zicheng fell silent.

Luna used her low-dimensional initial name to obtain a portion of her own power. Why does she look so stupid?
Could it be that she has used all of one trillionth of her own wisdom as a resource for thinking?

No!Everyone was an intelligent life that could communicate before, and things like high-dimensional intelligence will not appreciate in low-dimensional!
But looking at the beautiful face similar to the god of cupids, and the foolishness that could not be restrained by such a beautiful appearance, Zhang Zicheng sighed and decided not to think about this problem.

Anyway, Tilulu doesn't seem to be really stupid, as long as she can communicate.

It’s just that when he heard about Seonlis, he thought about it, looked at the surrounding stars, and asked first: “What’s the matter with these planets? They weren’t when Seonlis recited my real name, Is it all smashed?"

Ti Lulu immediately showed exaggerated excitement again, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Father God! Your divine power is really too powerful!"

"I only have a trace of your extremely thin blood, and it was so difficult to go back to a planet in the past, but now, it is so easy to recover the matter of the entire universe!"

"Compared with me in the past, I am like a candle on a star, a compressed biscuit next to a black hole, or a spinning top outside the Milky Way. It is completely impossible to describe the grandness of the specific difference in magnitude!"

Zhang Zicheng was taken aback when he heard this, and thought it was so outrageous?But my own white blood cells are low-dimensional, it seems that apart from eating the so-called immortal evil gods, there is no amazing performance?
Hmm... Maybe that's already amazing, but those evil gods knelt too fast and didn't control the white blood cell battle for [-] rounds at all.

But since Tilulu looked back to the planets in the whole universe like backtracking the earth in the past, Zhang Zicheng quickly asked: "So what about Seonlis? Isn't he equivalent to all the matter in this universe? You resurrect him too gone?"

Ti Lulu showed a slightly confused expression, turned her head left and right to look at the surrounding environment, and finally said a little seriously: "No, Father God."

"When I went back to the positive material layer of the universe, I was looking for the thoughts of Seonlis. He was not directly swallowed by your real body, but just chanted your real name, and his body could not bear the heavy pressure and collapsed to death , logically speaking, at least its immortal nature should not disappear.”

"But even if I reverse the entropy of the whole universe, or even go back to the past timeline, I still can't find any trace of Seonlis... It seems that he has been completely annihilated."

Zhang Zicheng also frowned slightly, this Seonlis died too happily, and the last call for help also made him a little baffled.

But without more information, speculation is futile.Tilulu, who has a trace of high-dimensional power, has searched for the other party's whereabouts all over the universe, but she can't find it, and she has nothing to do in high-dimensional.

He returned to the topic and said: "Tilulu, I'm going to make some food next, and see if you can tell whether these foods are edible."

Tilulu's eyes lit up, and she nodded excitedly, like a husky who heard the sound of a can being opened. The long pink hair at the back of her head was swimming like waves in the gravity-free universe.

"Okay Father God! Thank you Father God! The gift of Father God, Dilulu will always remember it in my heart!"

Zhang Zicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, a little uncomfortable with this kind of exaggerated flattery.

Ignoring Di Lulu's emotions, Zhang Zicheng once again opened a survival game in the conventional sense, and reduced the dimensionality of the 99999 meat that was directly transferred with a modifier into the evil god universe.

Tilulu didn't care what appeared, anyway, the Father God said it was edible, and it was just a bite.

Then, her expression became a little inexplicable.

Zhang Zicheng saw that Di Lulu raised her head exaggeratedly, and swallowed the meat in her mouth. She could see the shape of a chicken leg emerging from the other's neck with the skin on it, and then she forcefully stuffed it in.

Zhang Zicheng opened his mouth slightly, looked at Di Lulu showing his thumb in shock, and said happily, "It's delicious! Although it has no taste, it can't be chewed, and it can't be digested in the stomach, but it's delicious!"

Delicious you big head ghost!
Who can eat this thing!
Zhang Zicheng almost wanted to stick his hand into the screen and give Di Lulu's head a blow.

But he still sighed and crossed out the option 'food in dimensionality reduction games' in his mind.

Thinking about it now, most low-dimensional food is a hard model, and all chewing movements are camouflage outside the screen.The only function of food is to add a little blood after you trigger the judgment of eating.

Maybe some games are more detailed in the production of food, but I'm afraid it won't make much difference.

Unable to obtain supplies directly from the game, Zhang Zicheng turned his head and glanced at the cold noodle soup next to him.

There should be some starch in it, right?
(End of this chapter)