Human Brain Ranch

  Chapter 33 Noisy World, Dialogue between God and Man

  The majestic and majestic temple.

On both sides of    are megalithic carved stone statues.

  An old emperor stood quietly in front of the temple, the endless clouds of mist were overflowing, and there was countless loneliness.

  Shi Guangzhi Zhengdi, heavy rice.

  Even if his death is approaching, this old man still has the slaughter, tyrannical, bloody, and jealous breath that has lingered in his life, which makes people feel a great sense of oppression.

  He stood quietly, enough to make the scalp numb from the many fairy grasses in the pool next to him. Since this emperor came here, he suddenly woke up in this sleep game without sleep.

  A fairy grass swayed and twisted,

"Wow! The eyes full of nostalgia are so savory. Everything you look at is memories. What you think in your heart is all in the past. What you see in your eyes is regrettable. Just a look in your eyes reveals heartily and vividly. Looking back at the dying moments of his life, the great emperor who is old at the end of his life."

  A fairy grass blooming, is a sister paper,

  "Is the technology so superb now? Is this an actor or an AI? What I seem to see is not a movie, but a vast epic in real history. It is almost full of flavor and ancient rhyme in every move."

  "It has a strong sense of history, and it feels like being on the scene."

  "Niu Niu Niu, add chicken legs to the special effects artist!"

  Some "World" players are admiring the excellent production of this wallpaper game.

  They thought it was a beautiful game in a plot movie, but they didn't know that all of this was a real scene that really happened. Then there is a strong sense of history that the movie can't imitate at all.

  At this time, the old man is still waiting.

  In the sky, the sky is getting stronger and stronger.

  A figure finally landed from above Yunxia.

  At this time, Zhu Zhengwei used a little bit of GM authority to mobilize the situation and descend from the sky, which can be regarded as a card with a little bit of gods appearing.

  He looked at the middle-aged traveler in the tea shed, the leader of the revolutionary army, who had become completely famous, embarked on the road of kingship he dreamed of, and ushered in the end of life.

  Boom!

   There was a thunder.

  At this moment, this **** with tearful moles descended step by step from the clouds, lingering in the white and sacred brilliance, like the only true **** in the sky and the earth.

  A fairy sound came:

   "Human Emperor Chongdao, has been an emperor through the ages."

   "I wish the Witch Era, the human race is great, since your beginning, you have cultivated a long life for the people of the world, chasing the wind and the energy."

  "You are destined to be remembered by future generations. You have no regrets in your life, and you have fulfilled your dreams in your heart. Why do you want to see me?"

This voice carries a sense of sacred and quietness, and the emptiness of the years. Every word seems to open up the years of history, making people see a majestic and majestic hero in the world, an eternal emperor entrenched in the myth of human history. .

  The terrifying aura suppressed the entire temple's breath.

   "It's numb, just a few paragraphs, there is such a sense of oppression, is this a god?"

  "I was shocked by this spectacular opening scene of the gods and my scalp was numb, so terrible pressure, and the aura was too scary. This is the breath of God? This superb line skills, this plot wallpaper game, is destined to be a god!"

   "Wow! Cool!"

  Many of them feel turbulent.

  They were in the pool water, looking at the gods descending from the sky, as if a weak soul saw a vast soul giant, as if they had seen the center of the whole world, and saw the only true **** who had the authority of the world.

  That kind of oppression from the soul, as if the wind is roaring.

  This VR game is simply too realistic.

  Immersive, can't this blow up?

  They never thought that a small wallpaper viewing game could achieve this scale. Is this game production team owning a special effects company? How much money does it cost?

  "What are they discussing?"

   Zhu Zheng slightly raised his ears, listening to the conversations of those servers, could not help but laugh.

  However, he also let it go and ignored it.

  Only regarded as the sound of wild flowers and grasses being blown by the wind.

  It is only a natural noise. What do they do with this world? ?

  After all, in a sense, they are really just spectators of this "World".

  At this moment.

  Shi Guangzhi Zhengdi didn’t look timid, on the contrary he showed an old-fashioned look, "I knew you would come. From the moment I saw you in the tea shed, I knew we would meet again."

  Zhu Zhengwei just looked at him.

  But the next second, Shi Guangzhi’s old look passed by for only a moment, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: “Dare to ask, is it a **** who appeared in front of you, or is it the traveler in the world who met in the tea shed and talked so much?”

  "What's the difference?" Zhu Zheng smiled.

Ha ha ha ha!

Emperor Shi Guangzhi suddenly laughed heartily and said boldly: "If you are a god, please enter the temple and pray three times! If you are a traveler, just like the old sayings of the year, sitting in the tea shed and having a drink, treat me as a friend. !"

  Shi Guangzhi Zhengzheng waved his hand and dismissed all the ministers and guards who were panicked and frightened. He strode directly away from the entrance of the temple and came to the tea shed next to him, "Please sit down."

  Zhu Zhengwei looked at the tea shed.

  He knows that this extremely paranoid man with dreams wants to end his life where he started.

  The tea shed is the starting point of his destiny, and it is also the turning point of his fate. He has ordered people to move to the temple perfectly, and even planted exactly the same fairy grass on the top of the tea shed.

  I wish Zheng Wei took a seat.

  The old man also sat down afterwards. He asked the same questions he had encountered at the beginning of the year, and asked, "Your Excellency, where did you come from?"

   Zhu Zhengwei looked at him and suddenly laughed completely.

  It’s not accidental that this man can get to where he is today!

  If the other party is asking for longevity, begging God for help, showing fear, Zhu Zhengwei will look down on him instead.

  Because he knew the character of this man at first glance.

   Heroic, pure, and cruel, he is simply a desperate lunatic, a revolutionary leader who is eager for change and will not hesitate to shed his blood to overthrow Emperor Shiguang Changshou!

  How can such a desperate hero be afraid of death?

As Shi Guangzhi Zhengdi, he sits on countless celestial grasses, he could have lived forever and embark on the same path of sorrow and solitude as Zhang Zhi, but he is a radical madman who doesn’t like to hide and tempt, and instead of choosing longevity, he chooses In order to promote the development of civilization at a rapid pace, the "Magic Way" has been chosen to burn life.

  Zhu Zheng changed to a more relaxed posture under the tea tent, glanced at him, answered his question, and said lightly: "I've been in the old days, and I am going to the future."

The emperor's body trembled, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "I once met an old man when he was a teenager. He also said that he came from the old days. He is an admirable ancient saint. According to him, the immortal who came here was born between the old and the new era."

   Zhu Zhengwei still smiled, "I recognize him."

  Shi Zhizheng did not want to talk about the meaning of this topic. He just seemed to be facing an old man who had been with gods for a long time, and suddenly smiled very proudly: "God of eternal life, what do you think of my achievements in this life?"

   "I have said it." Zhu Zhengwei took a sip of tea.

But he showed a touch of pride and pride, and flaunted like a simple child, "I have done a lot in my life! Do it unscrupulously! Do it regardless of the eyes of outsiders! Overthrow the tyranny and leave a legacy for future generations. They also did all the evil things, but in the future, they will understand my painstaking efforts!"

  He has a domineering look, pointing to the direction of the distant coastline,

   "I, when ruling the country, using millions of slaves to build and continuously reinforce the'City of Hundred Stones' is a miracle in the world!"

"The boulders circle the land, millions of crossbows and crossbows are on standby, and there are twelve cities on the wall of the boulders, and 600,000 soldiers can be boarded to fight. There must be no return."

  He waved his sleeves, pointed at his feet, and smiled: "I, and rule the world again! With this, the country is peaceful and the people are destroyed, and there are countless experimental subjects for research and open up the road for the future."

   "No matter what you think, I opened up this eternal foundation, after death, the empire will certainly continue for thousands of years, and will be immortal forever!"

  He counted all his life, his proudest record, his most proud ambush, and the panic when facing the death of Emperor Shi Guang Changshou, he was ecstatic when he found that fairy grass.

  Zhu Zhengwei listened calmly.

  Time passed by minute by second, dusk fell, and nightfall was about to fall.

  Shi Guangzhi Zhengdi kept talking, his speech was dry, his breath was exhausted, his voice was weak,

  He pointed to the sunset glow of this day and said:

   "I should have died a long time ago, but there are still some things that are hard to give up. Until the final completion of the "Survival of Survival", the whole talent has completely relaxed. To be honest, it is a miracle that this body can support this level."

  He smiled, stood up again, and took two steps forward slowly, pointing to the stone monument of the City of Hundred Stones, "The stone monument was cast back then, and now it is more and more the truth described in it."

"Oh??"

  Even when he is dying, the old man’s tone is still full of toughness, “I still believe that mortals must accept their mediocrity, and the strong must accept their own death. This is the saddest thing in the world."

  He has the domineering posture of swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, with his hands on his back, "But as the first generation emperor, I must lead by example, as a ‘person’ to accept the life of a person and accept the saddest thing in the world."

  (End of this chapter)