Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 30 Inexplicable Upgrade
Before going out, Zhang Zicheng glanced at Di Lulu again and found that she was still in a coma.

It's just that half of her body has been completely embedded in the surface of the collapsed planet, and the whole planet looks even more dying and riddled with holes.

Even when the camera is zoomed out, on this planet that seems to have fallen into silence, the dazzling core of the earth can be faintly seen in some huge cracks.

It seems that it's time to change the medicine.

But let's wait until Tilulu wakes up. Her injuries haven't improved significantly. I feel that using the planet as a strap is not so effective. It's better to sleep for a while.

"Goo~~"

Zhang Zicheng's belly began to hum. The noodles had already been digested by that o'clock in the morning, and he was hungry, so he went out with his mobile phone.

Although he lives in the suburbs, the conditions are good. After all, with the housing prices in the capital, many people can only choose these places when they want to buy a house.And if there are too many people, there will be everything, such as the eternal McDonald's.

I ordered a Big Mac to eat on the road. Originally, Zhang Zicheng wanted to take the bus, but after thinking about it, he was already an N+1 person, so he decided to spend extravagantly and call Didi's driver.

Standing on the roadside waiting for the driver, Zhang Zicheng gnawed on the hamburger. The softness of the bread, the juiciness of the meatloaf, the delicious salad dressing, and the refreshing taste of the pickled cucumber stimulated every taste bud on his tongue and sent this mouth full of calories. Entering the belly, both physically and psychologically, makes people feel very satisfied.

I still remember my childhood wish, which was to eat McDonald's every meal when I grew up.Have you achieved it now?It's amazing me.

Zhang Zicheng chewed the delicacy in his mouth, laughed at himself, and suddenly noticed something staring at him from the corner of his eye.

Turning his head to look, he found that it was a puppy, which looked a bit like Chuan Chuaner of Bian Mu and Pomeranian, not as long as his forearm.

The black and white hair is slightly curly, and it nestles there, sticking out its tongue to lick its mouth, and its two front paws are restlessly stepping on the ground.

Seeing that the human found him, the puppy immediately began to wag its tail, staring at the human food with its big wet eyes, and kept opening and closing its mouth to nibble its tongue, as if it was already fantasizing about the taste in its own mouth.

Zhang Zicheng was happy, the little dog was quietly greedy on the side, neither barking nor coming up to pick people, it was quite lovable.

At this time, the car booked online came, and Zhang Zicheng didn't want to eat in his car, so he simply threw the last bite of the Big Mac on the ground away from the driveway, opened the rear door and got in.

It was only after he had agreed on the destination with the driver in the front seat that Zhang Zicheng turned his head, only to realize that the puppy was limping after running towards the last bite of the hamburger.

It lowered its head, eating the food with relish, its right rear leg curled up abnormally, the blood condensed its hair into strands, obviously it had suffered severe trauma.

The vehicle started, and the driver was very quiet during the driving process. Zhang Zicheng took out his mobile phone after closing his eyes for a short rest.

Due to the presence of outsiders, Zhang Zicheng couldn't communicate directly with the system, so he simply opened his own small chat box and typed: "System, can you project the events of the Three Kingdoms on my phone?"

System: [Yes, host. 】

Then, the picture displayed on the computer screen before he left appeared on the screen in his hand again.

Zhang Zicheng was happy: "It's quite convenient."

However, the screen on the mobile phone is too small, and the amount of information that can be displayed at the same time is very small. This is not a movie. The camera positions that the system finds are usually panoramic views, and some details may be difficult to capture.

In this case, it seems necessary to buy an iPad?

Thinking about these things, Zhang Zicheng looked at the ancient city on the phone screen.

I saw that large and small porridge sheds had been set up on the street, and countless refugees lined up, holding bowls, waiting for the food to be eaten with joy on their faces.The clothes on their bodies were in tatters, and the skin on their faces was pale and dry due to the long-term food shortage, but their eyes were full of hope and expectation.

Zhang Zicheng found that those who gave the porridge were all wearing yellow scarves, with proud and excited faces, and they were obviously members of the Taiping sect.

Besides the team, there were also many Yecheng locals, all of them went out to watch the spectacular porridge giving.For a moment, there were crowds of people in and out of the alleys in the city, and the rice porridge that was boiled to an extremely thick consistency, the aroma mixed with the steam rose, and the whole Yecheng suddenly seemed a bit fairy-like, which hooked those who watched the excitement. Surging, extremely greedy.

So occasionally a few conspicuously dressed people mixed into the team, but they were quickly scolded by the sharp-eyed Yellow Turban believers.

Their accents are very heavy, and Zhang Zicheng still needs a systematic simultaneous translation to understand. The general meaning is: the other party is a rich household in the city, and Sichen's food is distributed to refugees and poor people, and rich households are not allowed to eat.

Those wealthy households looked embarrassed, some hid their faces and walked away, some directly took out money to buy porridge, but the Yellow Turban believers dismissed them and drove them away again.

The rich man didn't have any usual arrogance and airs, so he had no choice but to leave angrily in the face of these muddy legs.

This action naturally attracted cheers from the surrounding people: "Long live the great virtuous teacher!" "Long live the great virtuous teacher!!"

Zhang Zicheng blinked, thinking that people in the Han Dynasty started shouting long live?I thought I had to wait for the later emperor to invent this flattery.

He didn't know that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty liked to be called "long live" by others... But this word has not been fully bound with the emperor yet, and it will not refer to the emperor until the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

However, those Yellow Turban believers who gave the porridge looked at each other, and suddenly said to the surrounding people with a serious face: "The great virtuous teacher explained that these grains are all gifts from the gods, and we are just distributing them for them."

Hearing this, the voices of the people gradually subsided, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and then listened carefully to what the yellow scarves said.

Another yellow scarf said in a deep voice: "The great virtuous and good teacher once said that the princes of Gungun treat us like nothing, but the god of the upper world, Sichen, takes pity on us and gives us the bread of life!"

"Great virtuous teachers don't want to hear your flattery. If you are grateful, you can just recite Sichen God."

The people immediately said that those wealthy households who were excluded from the porridge were equally itchy after seeing this, and quickly recited the name of the god secretly in their hearts, begging Si Chen to bless them, and it would be best to give their own family Warehouse food.

Although they didn't see the scene that day with their own eyes, countless soldiers and the eunuch also saw it.

There is really no trace of deception, and food is poured from the sky out of thin air. Who is not confused after hearing this?

Those grains are steaming in front of them, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain!

Therefore, no matter how domineering and domineering people are on weekdays, they dare not make the slightest mistake in front of these white chalcedony-like rice milk.

This is a living miracle.

Zhang Zicheng saw countless yellow-faced and emaciated people devouring the rice porridge in the broken bowl, and then he sighed slightly with a look of enjoyment on his face.

His heart is both satisfied and heavy. The satisfaction lies in the fact that he has successfully saved so many people and allowed so many people to benefit from his actions.

The heaviness lies in the enjoyment of just drinking some porridge. It is really unbearable to think of the hardships of the people at the bottom in the past.

When Di Lulu wakes up, let her change some other food, as porridge alone is not nutritious.

At this moment, the system suddenly prompted: [Dear host, the one-tenth-trillionth power you gave to the system has been upgraded, do you want to check the details? 】

Zhang Zicheng was taken aback, and said, "Check."

(End of this chapter)