At this time, Ping Pong said faintly, "I heard from teachers and principals that conquering other worlds is not easy. According to the information about the invasion of the source world, there are a few places that successfully resisted the principals' attacks, and even the local indigenous people were able to survive."
Ascend in level and become a being on par with the principal."
"No, no, no one really thinks that humans can replicate such miracles? The reason why a miracle is a miracle is because it cannot be repeated. I have heard of the places you mentioned, but they are all
There are special characteristics. For example, a guy in a place sold men to seduce a female-oriented principal. In fact, the principal was also bored and wanted to experience the lifestyle of other races..." Silver Marble didn't believe it at all.
"Then why do you think that kind of thing won't happen again?" Ping Pong asked.
"..." The silver marble has nothing to say. Of course it cannot guarantee it, and it cannot control the power of fate. In fact, no one can control it. Anyone who says that he has the power of fate must be a liar.
It just predicted certain things or was caused by human intervention. It is still far from controlling destiny.
"Actually, you have forgotten one thing. He has done similar things before. He has broken the dark world on Blood Island, but we thought that his break was just a game illusion, but in fact he has shaken it.
The foundation of the fragmented world. His power is very strange. It is said that such a powerful force can no longer be allowed to enter the fragmented world, because once it enters, it will burst it. For example, the principals can only create the fragmented world, but they cannot directly
Enter, or even pay more attention." Ping Pong continued.
"That's right, that's right. When I think about it, this is indeed the case. At that time, he had not blocked our perception. I did think that he was just shattering an imperfect illusion. I didn't expect that he had already had that
This kind of power is not only shown today." Silver Marble rarely reached an agreement with his opponent.
"I highly doubt that he is the second miracle child." Ping Pong said calmly.
"You mean, he actually got extra power by selling out men? He was weak at the beginning, but quickly grew in size after entering, and then he had the power to break the world?" Silver Marble asked tentatively.
"I have to say, you guessed it right. There is a woman beside him, and I have never seen through it." Ping Pong confirmed.
"No wonder this guy has always paid attention to appearance. I always thought he was too superficial, but I didn't expect that he had such a deep scheme..." Silver Marble let out a long sigh.
"Yes, I am the clown." Ping Pong Tennis rarely took the opportunity to laugh at his opponent, but agreed.
These two scumbags were slandering Wen Rensheng behind his back. Fortunately, he didn't know that if he heard these words, he would definitely send them to the most miserable construction site.
The cell fell silent.
After a long time, Silver Marble said, "Should we adjust our strategy?"
"How to adjust? The strategy is set by the people behind us. The strategic direction and execution intensity are not under our control. We can't even raise our opinions. The principals won't care at all." Ping Pong shook his head.
Disasters can also be arrogant. After all, they are mysterious beings that rely on emotions to survive. Only robots are not arrogant.
The silver marble fell silent, feeling the possibility of mission failure for the first time.
In fact, this is very common. Just like Wen Rensheng's previous life in World War II, front-line soldiers are the easiest to feel the tendency to win or lose. On the contrary, some senior officials are obsessed with waiting for the opportunity to win.
Table Tennis also fell silent.
These two scumbags never expected that the conversation between them would have a huge impact on the two bastards.
Of course, the tortoise and the white mouse also have their own ideas. It's just a matter of misfortune. They only care about strength and background, not friendship. They are weak and trash in the school, so they should be dominated by the other.
Originally they wanted to hang out until the end of the world strategy, maybe get some scraps, but now it seems that there is another way to go?
As for which path to take, the two weak scumbags knew each other tacitly.
………
Wen Rensheng's punch shattered the world into pieces, causing far more ripples than just that.
Zhongjiang City, a secret meeting place inside the Disaster Management Bureau.
Li Yuanfeng appeared again at the venue, which showed that Qu Weijiang's matter had been completely resolved, although it was resolved in a way that no one could have imagined.
In the venue, there was also a naive young panda sitting, enjoying the caressing of several beautiful aliens next to it.
Some grandma-level alien masters wanted to extend their hands, but they opened their mouths and extended their paws. The differential treatment was so obvious that Li Yuanfeng could only pretend not to recognize him.
Someone asked him who this panda was, and he said, this is definitely not my junior brother, you don’t need to think too much...
"Okay, everyone is here," Director An spoke first at the front of the venue, "First of all, I want to congratulate Grandmaster Li for his safe return. Let's give him a round of applause."
Everyone immediately applauded, and even a piece of melodious and vicissitudes of music played.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
It's just that this music doesn't sound right. It seems like funeral music?
Looking again at the source of the music, it comes from that naive young panda.
In the confused eyes of everyone, the panda smiled, fiddled with the phone in his palm, and switched to a festive music again - "I am so happy today."
"Sorry, the song just now was prepared a few days ago. This hand is not a human hand after all, and the switch was wrong just now." Panda explained awkwardly.
Li Yuanfeng had a long face, making preparations in advance?
That is to say, Junior Brother Xiong thought that he was already hopeless and it was time to prepare for burial.
"Well, today is indeed a good day. A huge crisis has finally been solved, thanks to our continuous efforts..." Before Director An finished speaking, a female voice spoke.
"In my opinion, funeral music is just right, because it heralds our demise." The speaker was a beautiful woman, Mingyue Rong, whom Wen Rensheng had met several times, and the supervisor of the Supervision Department.
people.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Mingji, when these words come out of your mouth, they are not just words." Director An reminded.
Everyone knows the nature of the red panda, and no one really cares about it. That is Grandmaster Li’s job.
Mingyue Rong is different. She represents the impartial Supervision Department. Every word she says is accountable to everyone.
"Of course I'm not just talking casually. Have you ever thought about what our inspection and supervision system is based on?" Mingyue Rong said calmly.
"It goes without saying that our founder has long written that it is because of the rise of ordinary people, to maintain the balance between ordinary people and aliens, and to develop technology and mysterious power at the same time..." Director An said
Here, we already understand the original intention of this female supervisor.
His brows were furrowed deeply, and his lines were a little darker.
"It seems you understand. I would like to ask Grandmaster Li, you have been the emperor for decades. What would you do if your subordinates were powerful enough to shake your rule?" Mingyue Rong turned to Li Yuanfeng and said.
"I will use good design to avoid that kind of thing happening in advance." Li Yuanfeng certainly knew what Ming Yuerong wanted to say.
However, this problem is almost unsolvable.
Because mankind has never faced a situation like today - just one person can control the power of hundreds of millions of people.
He asked himself that back then, even when he was at his strongest, he still had to stabilize his fundamentals. First, he had to keep a tight grip inside and outside the palace. Secondly, he ensured that he was well-informed and checked and balanced local forces and ministers in the DPRK to prevent one party from becoming dominant. Otherwise, he would
Emperor, I can't sleep well either.
"Then do you have any good plans now?" Mingyue Rong then asked.
"Yes, I once wanted to be promoted to master by Wen Ren, but he wouldn't let me. Now it seems that I have no choice but to marry my beautiful great-great-granddaughter." Li Yuanfeng said lightly.
When the red panda heard this, he raised two middle fingers to him from the corner.
Li Yuanfeng looked at its appearance with disdain, "You are no longer a human being, why are you still laughing at me for marrying my granddaughter?"
"It is indeed the emperor. His intention is to be one step ahead of others, which is correct. After all, he is using familiar methods." Ming Yuerong secretly said sarcastically.
Marrying a girl to win over powerful factions is a common tactic used by feudal rulers, isn't it?
Because they have no way to win over everyone conceptually, because their own feudal rule is based on an extremely selfish and unstable foundation, and is achieved by forcefully seizing and deceiving the world.
They can only rely on in-laws and blood ties to establish a short-term and stable ruling system.
This method quickly collapsed under the impact of modern civilization.
However, now, this method, which has long been swept into the trash heap, has to be put to use again.
I have to say it is a great irony.
At this time, someone at the meeting retorted, "Can't we stabilize each other through ideas and will?"
By the way, I am currently using the Zhuishu app to cache reading and read aloud offline!
"Qu Weijiang's will and philosophy were as firm as ours before." Mingyue Rong said again.
Everyone is indifferent, they are all the elites among the elites, and they understand very well that a principle and concept can be applied to the collective.
As long as 40% of the group accepts it and 30% acquiesce, even if there are still 30% opponents, it doesn't matter, the entire group can operate stably.
However, this is completely ineffective for individuals. No one can grasp the changes in individual mentality, but the collective mentality can be grasped, just like the structure of this world.
Every basic particle is produced with probability, and the probability of occurrence is uncertain. However, hundreds of millions of probabilities overlap to form an extremely stable material world.
Human society and the natural world correspond to each other in this clever and reasonable way.
