Every door is a world. How many unimaginable existences exist in that world? I am afraid that no one except Brother Zhang knows about it. The reason why these places are called the Upper Three Realms is naturally because the things in them are not. What is humanly possible.
They talked about the thing last night when they were having breakfast the next day. Wugenshui said that if you look at the length of the feet alone, the original height of that thing was even more than three thousand meters.
More than three thousand meters.
This number may not sound that impressive, after all, any middle school student can run three thousand meters, but you must know that the largest known weapon currently built by mankind is the Ford-class aircraft carrier, and its length is 337 meters.
And the appearance of that thing is not very consistent with some characteristics of this world, because it is completely inconsistent with the theory of evolution, but it may also be because it is too powerful and does not need the support of the theory of evolution at all.
The ability of that thing is definitely nuclear bomb level. Without Brother Zhang, humans may not have any effective countermeasures to fight against this kind of thing, and it is obviously not just one but an ethnic group. Pony's previous work on Brother Zhang In fact, I don’t have a specific understanding of it, I just heard a little about it, but now after reading his work process, I feel it is still very scary.
Because if you want to limit the power that exceeds what this world can bear, you must also use power that exceeds what this world can bear.
Xiao Ma suddenly understood the reason why Brother Zhang always seemed so disconnected from the world. It was precisely because his power was unbearable for the world.
He is the cause and effect...
No wonder, no wonder he always emphasizes repeatedly that he is the evil dragon.
Xiao Ma felt that he was the fool after all.
Of course, Brother Zhang won't explain it, because it makes no sense. After all, he is a different flower blooming in this world, and it doesn't matter what happens in the world.
"Are all worlds full of monsters like that?"
"Not necessarily, but if you accidentally stepped on a nest of ants, would you say sorry to the ants?"
The four of them were sitting at a street tea stall having late-night snacks. Xiao Ma curiously asked some stories about other worlds he didn't know about.
"Of course not."
"Well, neither can they." Brother Zhang chuckled: "So there is no need to worry about whether one size fits all is not rigorous, as long as no one is allowed to pass.
"So they are gods?
"Um."
After that, Brother Zhang briefly chatted with them about what gods were. In fact, there was an era when humans and gods coexisted all over the world. In that era, humans were just their playthings, which was not worth it. Mention.
Judging from the power they have displayed, mankind's ridiculous technology has still not been able to cause any substantial harm to them. In that enlightenment era when the knowledge system was not developed enough, these unusual creatures would be called gods. , the one who tortured humans as ants became evil gods, and the one who manipulated humans as ants became gods.
The gods unscrupulously seek happiness from lower life forms, enjoying the reverence, fear and admiration brought by weak creatures.
It will go to Shikichi Youichi, the body born in the heavenly world, and in the hand world. This will has countless clones.
The clones have the same power as the universe, and they protect the children of this universe from being played with by outside things.
Brother Zhang happens to be this guardian. There is nothing special about it, it just happens. He is a human being and he is a guardian. It is just because the guardian line makes him too powerful that it affects his human nature.
main line.
Materialism and idealism are unified and separated from each other, so while he fulfills his responsibilities seriously, he also loses the happiness he deserves as another main line. All his efforts now are actually a kind of struggle and exhaustion.
He may maintain a human posture to resist the indisputable power imposed on him. Some people say that he is so fucking awesome that he still cares about what other people do, but his original job is to care about these people. It is rooted.
The belief deep in his mind. His occupation is the owner and guardian of a tea restaurant, not a fucking tyrant. This is the nature of the job, and the content of the work that cannot be explained is these. If you go by what those stinky people said, Brother A Bing
If you have a gun in your hand, can you force a, force a, force a, force a, force a, unscrupulously?
Little Brother Zhang was not born as a guardian. He was a child who grew up normally. When he was a child, he would chase dogs everywhere* Keiko. Then suddenly the sky fell, and a voice repeatedly asked him what to do.
He didn't do anything, the whole circuit of being a human being was completely obscured by this sound.
Who can't be crazy? In the end, in order for him not to go crazy, and for that powerful force to be controlled, Xiao Zhang's father used his own power to cut off the root of Xiao Zhang's idealism, but he was backlashed by that powerful force.
When it comes to pain when you die, who can suffer more than him? You don't have to have power to achieve a perfect life. And he is still sunny, kind and gentle. Isn't this enough? Just be more careful.
, his life is like this.
"Why do monsters from other worlds like to come to us?"
Xiao Ma asked curiously: "Are we so unbearable?"
"Cooking is the original sin." Brother Zhang chuckled and said, "Who doesn't like to pick a weak persimmon?"
These four words disgusted Xiao Ma so much. After a long time, the world was a soft persimmon and he thought he was quite powerful here.
"Have you ever met the kind of outsider who treats the world as a complete equal in these years?"
Yes." Brother Zhang thought for a while and then said: "This is the old man who goes to our place for dinner on Christmas, so I treat him to a meal every year.
"So that's it..."
They chatted until almost dawn before returning to the resting place. At this time, it was time for Brother Zhang's milk tea shop to close. Xu Wei was cleaning there, and when she was sorting out the sundries, she found that there was something under Brother Zhang's radio.
Holding a book.
She curiously took out the book, opened it and read it. There were words written by Brother Zhang, which were excerpts of some famous quotes. The beautiful fonts and beautiful sentences can indeed relieve people's stress to a great extent.
of.
Xu Wei was no exception. She held the broom and sat down on Brother Zhang's seat to turn over the pages. When she saw the sentence "Tagore's buds look forward to the cool night and morning dew, but the blooming flowers call for the free sunshine," she couldn't help but
read it out.
And just after she finished reading, she suddenly saw the words on the notebook light up, turning into dots of fluorescent light and scattering in all directions. Then she looked up suddenly, her eyes widening.
Looking out of the window, there are dense flowers growing all the way from Chang'an Lane into the distance. They are everywhere on the roads, on the roofs, on the walls, and on the street lamps.
The flowers that looked like life began to spread outwards unbridled, soon covering half of the city, and then continued to grow.
Those who got up early and those who went to bed late all saw this puzzling scene. Looking around, the world was covered with green leaves and flowers. The wind blew, and the rich mixed fragrance filled the tip of the nose.
That night, the number of calls to the police was inundated, and the pressure finally fell on the mouse.
The mouse was plucked from his comfortable position. When he opened the door, everyone was stunned...
"I stood at the door with my hands on my hips and looked at the sea of flowers all over the city. Then I made a phone call and pulled the Brontosaurus up. The Brontosaurus rushed out in anger, but when he opened the door, others were also stunned.
.
"I lost it"
When he turned around, he saw Xu Wei with a dull face, and then pushed her back to the milk tea shop: "You can't come out, I'll go out and take a look."
After saying that, he climbed up to the tallest building around with a few clicks. Looking around, he thought it was "Minecraft". The whole city was a sea of flowers, covering every corner. He quickly headed towards the edge of the city.
After flying there, I found that the sea of flowers was still growing outward at a distance of three meters per second, covering a large area of land.
Does it look good? It does look good, but it’s really bad. Too much of anything is a disaster...
Flowers are no exception,
"What's going on? Over there."
The rat on the phone asked anxiously.
Thunder Dragon roughly calculated: "Three meters per second, one hundred and eighty meters per minute, ten kilometers per hour, which is more than two hundred kilometers per day. In about a month, there will no longer be any environmental pollution problems.
"How to say?"
"That's not fair. Damn it...who can do such a thing except me, Brother Zhang?"
Mouse took a deep breath: "We have to activate the word spirit together, are you ready?"
"Let me do it, you will die." Brontosaurus gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, I can still resurrect if I die, but if you die, you are really dead."
"You won't survive if you are killed by the spirit of words.
"How about... call me boss?"
"Hmm... No." After a moment of silence, the mouse said, "Not only will he not care about it, he might even take away our spirit of speech."
"Yes..." Brontosaurus took the phone and said, "Then come together, I'll be responsible for cleaning up, and you'll be responsible for making people forget."
"good."
The most nervous people now are not Thunder Dragon and Mouse, but Xu Wei.
She was obviously frightened, and she was holding the notebook tightly in her hand. She didn't know why she was like this, she just read a poem.
After she recovered a little, she rushed over and called Brother Zhang while crying.
Hearing her cries and her intermittently talking about the situation, Brother Zhang slapped his head: "It's my fault."
After saying that, as soon as he put his hands together, he came to the Brontosaurus and Mouse, covered their mouths, and then dragged them back to the milk tea shop.
"Don't use your spirit to eliminate my ability, it will backfire. Brother Zhang glanced at the notebook in Xu Wei's hand: "It was my negligence."
Xu Wei cried and handed the book back to him, but Brother Zhang shook his head: "It's useless. It belongs to you. Your voice makes it come alive. You have to control it carefully, otherwise it won't happen every time."
Someone helps you solve the problem.
Next time this happens, if you can't solve it yourself, you will be punished."
After saying that, Brother Zhang went out and touched the flowers blooming outside: "It's quite beautiful."