Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 40 Taiping is so simple and rude

Huang Tian?

Due to the high-dimensional influence from Zhang Ziben himself, whatever he says will ignore the cognitive level of the low-dimensional person himself, and force the other party to understand the meaning conveyed.

Even in some cities and some villages, some born deaf people are looking forward in amazement, babbling and dancing, shocked by the sound they heard for the first time in their lives, and shocked by the complexity that can be expressed by just a few syllables. meaning.

Even some idiots who were fortunate enough to grow up from rich families suddenly seemed to have opened their minds, their eyes became in focus, and they suddenly shouted: "Huang Tian! Taiping is coming! Taiping is coming!"

The family members were surprised, happy and horrified.

Even a demented child can understand the meaning of "Huang Tian" in Zhang Zicheng's mouth.

At this moment, no matter what the original meaning of "Huang Tian" is, in Zhang Zicheng's understanding, it is a vocabulary created by Zhang Jiao using the example of the peaceful and prosperous age under the rule of the Yellow Emperor in his fantasy, to express a situation where everyone is equal. , the ideal order of reward for good and evil, and no exploitation.

Since Zhang Zicheng understood it this way, in this low dimension, Huang Tian only allowed this one and only explanation to exist.

Even whether Zhang Zicheng is willing or not, he has the ultimate right to define all words in this world.

And this voice not only spread throughout the Kyushu, even the barbarians outside of Hua could understand all the meanings of these words.Therefore, when these people faced this voice, they behaved even more violently.

For a time, unprecedented and complex discussions sounded on the earth, and the heaven and earth were filled with noisy sounds.

Shocked and incredulous, everyone hurriedly communicated with each other to make sure they heard the same voice and meaning.

Some people doubted the authenticity of the sound and tried to find out its source.Some people feel so much fear and awe that they see it as the presence of a god.

In addition, there are countless people, some are terrified, some are seeking knowledge, some are afraid, some are escaping from reality and pretending not to hear, and some even just kowtow and start saying how miserable their life is, begging God for help.

Almost all the emotions that humans can display in the face of the unknown can be seen in a corner.

But these are just the reactions that appear after hearing the sound, not what Zhang Zicheng wants.

Dinner hasn't started yet, why are you kowtowing?
Sitting in front of the computer, Zhang Zicheng twisted his neck, crossed his fingers outward, stretched his waist, and showed a smile of anticipation.

He once played a game called "This War of Mine".

In this game, players need to play several survivors to find supplies in the ruins, and sometimes encounter other survivors.It may be some children, or it may be old people.

But the only choice the protagonist can make is to steal or not to steal.

This made Zhang Zicheng very dissatisfied.

Because he used a modifier to adjust tens of thousands of supplies for himself, why would he open the old man's drawer to stuff food, and the system would decide that he was stealing, causing the old man to starve to death?

Now, there is finally an extremely realistic game that can realize Zhang Zicheng's desire that is completely self-satisfied.

The golden hazy wish power, like a cloud of dust in the universe, enveloped the entire earth with unstoppable natural power.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, whether it was day or night, they all watched the sky completely covered by golden auspicious clouds.

Although these wishes are just a fraction of what remains after strengthening Zhang Zicheng's spirit and strengthening the carrying capacity of the universe.But when facing a mere planet, it is hard to say what is the consumption.

After all, it is the wish power gathered by the timeline of tens of billions of years in the past and the future, and it is a one-off tax to the end of the universe.

Now that the taxes have been collected, of course we must fulfill our responsibilities.

What's more, Zhang Zicheng will need these people to go to other universes to open up a new environment of wish power in the future.

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Listening to the solemn and mysterious words in his ears, Liu Bei couldn't weave the straw mat in his hand.

He sat on the market with a dazed expression, unable to hear the noisy discussions around him.

In this prophecy-like God's words, the amount of information in each sentence is as heavy as a thousand catties.

However, without mentioning where the Eastern Han Dynasty went, the poems written by Cao Cao kept ringing in Liu Bei's ears.

Such a hell-like scene, just thinking about it, Liu Bei couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting his heart.

As a person with a relatively low tear point, he quickly rolled up his sleeves to wipe away his tears, regardless of the dirt on his face stained by the dust from weaving the straw mat.

"Cao Cao is a man, I must make friends with him!"

"And, in such troubled times, I absolutely cannot let him appear!"

After secretly swearing in his heart, Liu Bei couldn't help frowning again, and raised his head to look at the gradually spreading golden clouds in the sky.

God suddenly warned everyone in the world about the future. This Liu Bei can understand, probably because he can't bear to see the tragedy in the world.

However... the yellow sky has arrived?
What exactly does this mean.

Although he could understand the meaning, Liu Bei still didn't understand, how to do this?
Is the god going to come down to earth to succeed the emperor of the Han family, become the co-lord of man and god, and rule the world?

Thinking of this, Liu Bei couldn't help shaking his head, feeling unrealistic.

As a person who likes to think, but also a person who has studied with great Confucianism, Liu Bei did not have too many filters for the sages.

If the system of the sages is really good enough, how can the Qin Dynasty destroy the six kingdoms and win the world without the Duke of Zhou system?
Just as he was thinking wildly, Liu Bei suddenly felt dizzy, and noticed something extra around him from the corner of his vision.

Looking up suspiciously, the eyes suddenly widened slowly, the lower jaw was slightly opened, and could not be closed.

On the straw mat that he had woven halfway, there was a bag of rice that had been peeled off, a bag of unknown vegetables that looked too bright, a red meat wrapped in oilcloth, a bundle of firewood, an iron pot, and a barrel. Water contained in a luxurious transparent vessel, and an unknown small square box.

neat and tidy.

It just appeared in a daze, without any warning.

Some people even stepped on the oilcloth bag accidentally while walking, and fell directly on the ground.

The man was covered in rags, his face was thin, and he got up from the ground cursing. When he saw the things under his feet, his whole body froze instantly.

"Alas--!"

The whole city fell into an unspeakable dead silence.

Liu Bei's eyes also straightened.

wait.

Is it such a peaceful and prosperous world?
Directly send food, vegetables, meat, firewood, and water, right?

This is too simple and rude, right?Is it really okay?

Are there no obligations?Is there no responsibility?Are there no rules and regulations?

Did this thing conjure out of thin air, or was it moved from other corners of the world?What do we have to pay to get this?Do I need to take some out to pay taxes?
Countless thoughts poured out of Liu Bei's mind like a fountain, making him feel dizzy almost immediately.

But in the end, he still had a question, and he almost couldn't help but blurt it out.

He couldn't help raising his head, and asked loudly to the sky: "Dare to ask Huang Tian, ​​is it only this time, or will there be more in the future?!"

After shouting, he shook his head mockingly.

How could Huang Tian answer this mediocre mortal?

Otherwise, Huang Tian would have to answer everyone's doubts, even God would find it annoying, right?
At this moment, the voice sounded faintly again.

"Once a month."

"Alas----!!!!!"

The sound of gasping for air can be heard all over the city.

Taiping is really coming!

(End of this chapter)