In a luxurious reception hotel, Wen Rensheng controlled the puppet and declined additional services.
He is an honest man, even if he is a puppet, he is an honest puppet.
A gentleman should be cautious.
Of course, he would not admit that the prophecy technique could "look back into the past" through questioning Laplace's demon, so there was no absolute secret.
The puppet he controlled lay in the bathtub, feeling a little strange.
Why did such a big thing not trigger any mysterious events after I came here?
Isn't this equivalent to losing hundreds of millions?
General Dong Dao was assassinated. It’s such a big thing. Shouldn’t it be a difficult incident to come over and investigate it yourself?
Alas, either the appetite of this mysterious seed is getting more and more cunning, or there is something fishy in it.
Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng controlled the puppet, got up from the bathtub, and then changed his clothes.
He has learned the art of stealth before, including changing his appearance and body shape. Although he has not yet been promoted to alien skills, he has completely kept the skills in mind.
Use the illusion technique to leave an illusion of himself sleeping in the room, and then leave the reception hotel from a corner.
He wants to conduct a private investigation.
This kind of private investigation is of course extremely dangerous. Without the protection of Dong Dao's upper class, all kinds of monsters and ghosts can come out and attack him unscrupulously.
Fortunately, the puppet that came back this time was a newly created puppet, and he could also test it without restraint. Otherwise, I would be really constrained.
Robots and automation were the development trends of the technological world in the previous world; in this world, puppetization and remoteness are also the development trends of the mysterious world.
Wen Rensheng understood this deeply. Fortunately, his alien species was so convenient that he could keep up with any development trend.
Many mysterious experts are not good at it. They have to start from scratch, which is equivalent to returning to the same starting line as them.
Wen Rensheng controlled the puppet and came to a street.
This is Kyoto, where most of the resources and population of the East Island are concentrated. The streets are very bustling. Although it is already ten o'clock in the evening, it is still very lively.
In the izakayas beside the road, there is an endless stream of people drinking wine and calling friends.
They are all proficient in Chinese. This is Kyoto, and the common language is elegant Chinese, and they cannot use the patois used by those in the countryside.
Whether a Dongdao person can speak Chinese and use Chinese characters directly determines whether a Dongdao person can only curl up on the island, or whether he can use his skills on the vast land.
Wen Rensheng knew that the diligence of the Dongdao people was even greater than that of the Chinese people, and their ability to endure oppression could be said to be unparalleled in the world, even more than that of the Chinese people.
They are proud to work overtime. In order to relieve stress, most of them do not go home at night. Instead, they go to various bars to drink and treat guests and build relationships.
After entering modern times, the lives of the people here are also very good. After all, the entire market area under China's jurisdiction does not exclude their entry, but only restricts their industrialization.
It's just that some people want more.
Wen Rensheng casually walked into one of the busiest izakayas, hoping to hear some additional news.
"Welcome, sir, please come in." The enthusiastic waitress immediately welcomed.
Wen Rensheng nodded with satisfaction, then walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and was assigned a seat in a corner.
"President, the price of the silk and satin we exported to the country this time is a little lower. It is our department's fault. Please forgive me."
"It's okay, I will find my in-laws and ask him to raise the price next time."
"The president is so kind, I'll pour you some wine."
This is obviously a group of social animals.
After listening for an unknown amount of time, Wen Rensheng finally found the content he wanted.
"The General hasn't shown up for a long time. He didn't even attend the mid-month Tianxia Festival."
"I heard he was killed."
"Impossible, the general is a living god, how could he be assassinated?"
"Okay, the idea of gods not being gods is all superstition of the ancients, and aliens will also die."
"Hey, when can we become aliens?"
"If you have a chance, study hard, work hard, and study abroad in China. Once you become a Chinese citizen, you will have a chance."
"That's right. There is no hope here. Only those warrior families can become aliens."
Wen Rensheng was not surprised when he heard this. Although the people of Dongdao can endure oppression, it does not mean that they will not resist.
Then he heard another interesting rumor.
"Do you know? Now this general is actually a fool." Someone seemed to be drunk and said regardless.
"Idiot, don't talk nonsense, be careful of those patrolling samurai."
"I'm sure I'm not talking nonsense. I remember one year during the Tianxia Festival, I stood in a good place and saw His Royal Highness the General on the stage. His hands and feet were stiff and he walked like a zombie. Only a fool would walk like that." p>
"Xiao Song is really drunk. Hurry up and throw him into the ditch behind to sober up." Someone laughed.
So someone actually carried the drunkard out and threw him into the river behind the tavern.
However, Wen Rensheng walked out and personally fished out the drunkard.
"Thank you, sir. Those bastards are all scared to death. They are afraid of offending those warriors, but they don't know that they are just dogs. How can people be afraid of dogs?" Songping Zhongyuan said gratefully to Wen Rensheng. "Nothing, let's find a place to have a drink. I really like listening to the stories you tell."
"Those are not stories, but real things."
Then the two went to a geisha house and drank and had fun all night long.
In front of a woman, a man's desire for expression can increase tenfold.
Wen Rensheng understands this very well.
This is also true.
Matsudaira Tahara quickly revealed everything he knew.
"The general must be a fake, he should be a stand-in. People like him are most afraid of death. Everyone knows that he is a dog from China. If this dog hadn't brought us jobs and rice, he would have been killed long ago.
God has punished you!" Matsudaira Tadahara said angrily.
"Oh, it sounds like you have some opinions about China." Wen Rensheng asked calmly.
"Humph, those people have occupied so much good land just because they have good ancestors. In the final analysis, it's because of the alien species. If it weren't for those powerful aliens, their land would have been divided up long ago."
Matsudaira Tahara said disdainfully.
Wen Rensheng continued to ask, "Where did this come from?"
Of course he knew that the other party was right. The history of the previous life was a repetition of this process, and the lost land made people regret it.
"It's very simple. Just like the indigenous rebellion in the Southeast Peninsula four hundred years ago. The indigenous coalition even defeated the Southern Expeditionary Army of the Central Plains Dynasty at that time. As a result, two grandmaster-level aliens were alarmed. They went to suppress it personally. The battlefield was completely
One-sided and transparent, ten attacks and ten victories, with only 3,000 elites, he killed the opponent's 200,000 soldiers. Without those two aliens, the Chinese dynasty would have been overwhelmed and had no choice but to withdraw its troops." Matsudaira Tadhara.
Talking endlessly.
Hearing this, several geishas around him looked at him with admiration.
This made him extremely proud.
Wen Rensheng nodded and said, "Yes, sir, you are very knowledgeable about history. I admire you."
"Haha, actually I didn't research this myself, someone said it on the forum." Matsudaira was really drunk. After a few compliments, he exposed his shortcomings.
"Well, alien species are indeed amplifiers of power."
"Yes, the power of the aliens has declined now, but the territory has been determined by the emergence of mushrooms. No one can carve up China from the outside unless there is trouble within them." Matsudaira Tadhara said in a low voice.
Wen Rensheng was shocked, these people really should not be underestimated.
Yes, mushrooms can only protect against external enemies, but not internal ones.
No matter how many and powerful your mushrooms are, can they still be released on your own land?
The biggest danger for China is actually internal trouble.
The Duzun Society and the Tianming Society are both trying their best to stir up internal troubles.
In contrast, the Sovereign Society will not go too far, at least they will only expand and not split.
The Tianming Society is different. They are deliberately burying chess pieces within China, with only one purpose, which is to tear China into pieces.
From south to north, from east to west, among the tens of millions of square kilometers of land, which piece is not fat in the eyes of the opponent?
Don't say that modern times pay attention to economy and don't care about land output. It's really like that. Before he reincarnated in his previous life, there wouldn't have been so many disputes.
On the contrary, land is the only, permanent, real wealth. As long as the earth is immortal, the land will exist forever, and other things will be replaced one after another.
