The Ming Dynasty talker in the box

Chapter 3 It’s not a problem to save a few people
Let me go, what's going on? Li Hengqu sniffed the iron basin subconsciously. It wasn't alcohol. Why did it intensify the volcanic eruption?

Could it be that if one pot doesn't work, just add another pot?Well, it’s better not to take risks. It would be great fun if we wiped out this civilization.

The safest way now is to cover the crater. Is it really necessary to use a palm technique that falls from the sky?
Forget it, this lava is probably going to burn through my palms.

Use a pot lid?No, usually braised pork needs to be simmered for a long time, so you can’t do it without a lid.

Then...the foot basin, yes, this iron basin usually used for soaking feet, according to the proportion, should be able to cover the entire crater. As for the feet, it doesn't matter if you wash them a few times less... ·
Li Hengqu put on rubber gloves, then held an iron footbath, pointed it at the crater, and pressed it on accurately. Suddenly, the continuous eruption of magma was blocked, and he could only barely make some buzzing sounds.

The iron sheet of this foot basin is not thin. It is estimated that in the world of screens, it can become a steel plate more than half a meter thick. It should not be melted and burned by the magma. Anyway, I will take a look at it from time to time in the future and remedy any problems in time.

Li Hengqu put out all the wildfires around the volcano, fished out the volcanic ash accumulated in the air, and poured it into the toilet to flush it.

After carefully checking the surroundings of the volcano, there should be no big problem. He exhaled, and finally no disaster was caused.

Li Hengqu retracted the map back to the earth model with some guilt, and then looked at the box in front of him again.

Although I don’t know what material this box is made of, it feels very high-quality and I guess the price will not be cheap.

Who would send me such a magical box?What is the purpose?Do you really want me to save the world on the screen?Stop it!
However, if this box fell into the hands of a naughty child, the world in the box would be turned upside down and there would be no peace.

He continued to look around the box and found nothing special, not even a single bump. It seemed that apart from the fingerprint lock on the screen, there were no other operable switches.

He gave up research. The person who sent me the box will probably contact me at any time. I can just ask him again then.

Looking at the 3D model of the earth that looked like a real planet, Li Hengqu thought for a moment and decided to give it a name, well... let's just call it Counter World.

What to do now?Continue to enter this counter-world to experience the joy of the ruler?

Young Master, I work as a social beast every day, but now I am a god, what’s wrong?Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to this amazing box.

But before entering, he set a rule for himself:

Be a bystander of history, try not to interfere with the events in the reverse world, and let them proceed according to their own rules.

Unless you can't resist...

Hmm... It seems that there are still a boatload of lives waiting for me to save. I hope it's not too late. He rubbed his hands with some excitement.

The reverse world, 1644 AD.

In the mid-Atlantic sea, the wind is howling, the lightning is thundering, and the huge waves roar like wild beasts, as if they are going to crush everything in the world.

On the wild road of this group of beasts, there was a medium-sized wooden sailboat floating powerlessly, waiting for its fate to be judged.

"Father Kurt Smith, you said God would come to save us, but our ship is about to sink and our lives are about to end. Where is God? Has he abandoned us?"

"God, God will not abandon us, He just uses another way to welcome us."

"Another way? You mean...death?"

At this time, a person leaning in the corner heard their conversation, reluctantly clasped his hands together, and said in broken English:
"Amitabha! There is no God in this world. The only one who can save you is me, Buddha Tathagata."

"Mr. Zhang, one day you will be judged, nailed to a cross and burned to ashes."

"Father Kurt Smith, my Buddha is compassionate. If you can wake up in time and convert to my faith, it will be a great merit."

Suddenly, they felt the hull of the boat vibrate, and then it seemed to be fixed and no longer swaying with the waves.

Gradually, the sound of wind and waves outside disappeared, the sound of thunder also disappeared, and the night turned into day.

The people in the cabin didn't know what was happening outside. Kurt Smith bravely climbed out of the cabin. When he saw the scene outside, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably and he muttered:

"God, God."

Mr. Zhang also crawled out. When he saw the situation outside, he was no better than the priest. He kept chanting over and over again:

"My Buddha Tathagata, my Buddha Tathagata." A little boy with blond hair and blue eyes also crawled out, and then he saw a scene that exceeded the limit of his cognition.

The sailboat he was on was tightly held by a giant hand, and each finger on this palm was twice as thick as Father Kurt Smith's waist.

"Is this the hand of God?" The little boy was extremely shocked.

The scenery outside is changing rapidly, the sea has long disappeared, and the land is also receding rapidly.

Finally, everything stopped!

With a bang, the sailboat landed.

The people in the cabin all came out and looked at the strange environment around them. These people were not afraid because they all survived. There is nothing better than being alive.

"Father Kurt Smith, did you see that hand just now?" the little boy asked impatiently.

"I saw it."

"Is that God's hand?"

"Yes, it was God's hand, and it was He who saved us."

"Fart, those are the hands of Buddha Tathagata." Mr. Zhang couldn't help but curse.

"No, that's God's hand, you infidel."

"Shit, it's obviously Tathagata's hand."

"God!"

"The Tathagata!"

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Depend on!Stop thinking about it, I am the Jade Emperor!
After Li Hengqu found them in the Atlantic Ocean, he originally planned to throw them away to South America, but thinking about this era of reverse world, this group of people definitely did not have good intentions when they went to America, and they might even bring a deadly virus with them.

It would be easier for them to throw them back to their hometown in Europe. After thinking for a long time, they decided to throw them on a small island in the South China Sea and let them cool off for a few days before making any plans.

Saving a dozen people shouldn't change the direction of history, right?Let’s talk about it then. If it really affects history, just throw them into the sea.

He took off his rubber gloves, threw them aside, and then rowed the counter world to the position of the previous army.

Men are always very interested in military content, and Li Hengqu is no exception.

He zoomed in very close, and a temporary tent appeared on the screen. In front of the tent stood a large banner with the word "Da Shun" written on it.

Dashun?That Dashun established by Li Zicheng?
He continued to widen the angle of view, past the cover, and entered the tent.

I saw a person lying on the camp bed. Although he had an extraordinary bearing, his eyes were dull, as if he had been stimulated by something.

This man is the man who fell under the tall horse earlier. Could he be Li Zicheng?What happened to him? Was Dashun defeated?But the military appearance outside doesn’t look like it.

"Your Majesty, the city of Beijing is right in front of you. How long will it take if we don't update it now?"

"Your Majesty, what are you hesitating about now? This is the moment you have been looking forward to for more than ten years."

His Majesty……

His Majesty……

Li Zicheng felt very bitter, very bitter, but his bitterness could never be told, because the career he had worked hard for all his life did not seem to be recognized by God...

(End of this chapter)