“The essence of environmentalism, animal protectionism, and philanthropy in the real world is a way of communicating with those in “superior” positions.”
“To convey thoughts, speak with one’s body.”
Lin An did not deny Xiong Hanzi's statement, but continued:
"The communication method chosen by the first ascetic is the only way that we, as human beings, can think of to communicate with the "superior"."
"There is a very famous experiment in the history of science."
"[The gods outside the pigeon cage]"
"In the experiment, the researchers fed the pigeons food every day when they were moving."
"Over time, pigeons that have been fed food all year round have developed their own set of strange logic."
"Some pigeons will bang their heads on the cage every five minutes, and some will spread their feathers and spin in circles."
"the reason is simple."
"When these pigeons do this, food appears."
"In their limited knowledge, if they perform an action, they will be exchanged for food and gifts from "gods (human beings)"."
"Because they don't understand the nature of things."
"In their low-level cognition, dancing equals food. This is a natural rule."
"It's like the sun rises every day."
"Seriously, we can't guarantee it."
"Maybe the sun doesn't rise? There is a giant that we can't see lifting it up every day."
"so."
"Even if subsequent scientific researchers no longer give the pigeons food, they will still behave like this until they starve to death."
"Just like the wizards who danced to worship gods and pray for rain in ancient times."
"If there were scientists among animals, the pig scientists would tell them:"
"The science of this world is like pig food raining down from the sky when the rice bowl rings."
"Don't eat too much fat, it will affect your life span."
After giving two consecutive examples, Zhang Tie finally understood what the first ascetic had done.
However, he still doesn't understand:
"But Captain Lin"
"It makes no sense for him to do this."
"Didn't you say that he was looking at you at the end? Wanted to talk to you?"
"After working on it for a long time, how on earth are we going to solve this damn mission!?"
"It's been more than two months, are you going to fight into the zombie wave?"
"But damn, the first ascetic is so awesome and there's nothing he can do. Let's rush in with everyone in the secret realm?"
He knew that Lin An had the idea of turning the entire secret realm of human beings into ascetics.
During the discussion, Xiong Hanzi couldn't help but ask the question he was most worried about.
He won't think so much, nor will he think about all these twists and turns.
There was only one thing on his mind.
Just do it!
Lin An smiled and signaled to him that he already had an idea:
"The ascetic's second approach is indeed a failure."
"This is also why, after he begged to no avail, he chose to turn himself into a source of infection fused with flesh and armor."
"In fact, what he did was not just asking for mercy or "dialogue" with the rules."
"It has another meaning."
"That's the test!"
"He is testing whether the mastermind behind the outbreak of the disaster has emotions! Whether he can communicate! He is even conscious!"
"If the rules reply to him, it means that the rules are transcendent existences with thinking."
"No, that's just a rigid and fixed procedure!"
"As long as it is a program, there must be loopholes!"
"The reason why he thinks so is very simple."
"He found the loopholes in the ascetic's power, so much so that he delayed the human race for hundreds of years without being destroyed."
"Then on the other hand, why can't we find another loophole to solve all this!?"
"so."
"The answer is ready to come out."
Lin An paused for a moment, looking a little excited:
"He is replacing the original disasters of this world with blood corpses! He is replacing the ever-strengthening zombies with the crisis of blood corpses.
"The result is obvious, he succeeded!"
"Although civilization struggles painfully, it lasts for thousands of years!"
"So much so that the humans in this secret realm miraculously survived until now!"
"Fuck!!"
Xiong Hanzi opened his eyes wide, and then realized something he had overlooked.
Blood corpses are weaker than zombies.
Mutants that are constantly getting stronger are much stronger than blood corpses that can only fire cannons.
Combining the Blood Corpse attack feels forced, but never attacks in a big way.
Xiong Hanzi also thought that this was probably the back-up plan arranged by the first ascetic.
After all, he "created" the blood corpse himself, so it is normal to control the frequency of attacks.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin An spoke quickly, with admiration in his eyes:
"Not only that, but I still remember that we were wondering at the beginning whether the blood corpse's attack method was very similar to oppressing humans."
"It seems to be forcing them to continue to cultivate ascetics."
"I guess this is also the back-up left behind by the first ascetic."
"If a man has no external enemies, he must have internal worries."
"He shouldn't be able to replace the disaster with blood corpses and then eliminate the blood corpses."
"All that can be done is to change the way we attack."
"So"
"Simply switch to one that can bring oppression to mankind without exterminating mankind."
"In this way, ascetics will always appear in the face of human life and death, preventing the blood corpses from completely losing control one day, but humans will not even have the strength to resist."
"After all, now there are signs that the offensive pressure of the blood zombies will increase sharply."
"I guess the plague of blood corpses is about to get out of control."
"But for a game to last for thousands of years, it's already remarkable enough."
Beside the throne, Xiong Hanzi had a complex expression on his face after hearing all this, and couldn't help but look at the huge statue that could be vaguely seen outside the palace.
"Team Lin."
"I finally understand."
"That guy is really awesome."
"The ascetics in this world actually resent him and blame him."
"This is so heartless"
Feeling a little down.
Zhang Tie couldn't help but think of himself and others, and what Lin An was working so hard for.
Yes, they can't really save the Chinese war zone, and they don't have that ability.
But the survivors rescued from Long'an Base number in the millions if not tens of millions, right?
Especially after the first round of zombie riots began, Team Lin arranged the rescue operation in advance and was able to save at least the three provinces around the Yangtze River.
Sighed.
Xiong Hanzi picked up the map with mixed feelings in his heart and stopped thinking about these nonsense things:
"Captain Lin, what do you mean?"
"Let's go to the zombie wave and find the back-up plan left by the first ascetic?"
"He created the blood corpse. Did he expect you to find something and destroy the blood corpse?"
"But can't he do it himself? Or can't he bear to kill his own child?"
The sigh is a sigh, the first ascetic is quite awesome.
I don’t know which player it is.
However, he always felt that something was strange, especially the way Captain Lin looked at him after saying this.
Uneasy.
Lin An put away his smile and looked at Xiong Hanzi seriously:
"No need to look for it."
"The first ascetic did more than just these two things."
'Remember what I said at the beginning, the layout that runs through thousands of years?'
“What really blew me away”
"It's him"
"Keeping you!"
!!?
Zhang Tie watched in horror as Lin An pointed one finger at him, completely confused as to why Lin An said that.
"Me!!? Captain Lin! What does this have to do with me?"
Lin An chuckled and grabbed Zhang Tie's arm:
"exactly."
"The solution left by the first ascetic to deal with the bloody corpse is the Immortal Shura."
"In other words, Immortal Shura is a blood corpse!!"
"Do you still remember the immortal Shura who suddenly appeared in the weapons testing facility?"
"Do you still remember that "picture" [Picture of Buddha's Pregnancy and Childbirth] in the passage?"
Hear the sound.
His eyes were frightened.
Zhang Tie suddenly remembered the weird scenes in the weapons testing laboratory, the art created with human tissue.
[Picture of the birth of the Buddha-1517], from the painter of the pagoda, Immortal Shura.
It is a statue of a woman feeding her child with "nectar".