Chapter 917: The days at home and a long talk about life with a wise and foolish hooligan
Chapter 917: Life at home, and a long conversation about life with a wise and foolish female gangster
A day at home usually starts like this: I vaguely feel the dazzling sunlight, and then habitually dodge to the side, and then the big box of the mercury lamp will hit the bed with a bang. This villain will never succeed.
She keeps waking me up in this way, and now it has become a habit. When she is sleeping, she will fly up and smash at me at 6:30 in the morning. Then she will open her eyes, in a daze, and three minutes later, she will open the box next to her and put it in.
The same confused mercury lamp was taken out, and he combed the little doll's hair and checked her teeth while she was biting. Then he went to the water room to brush his teeth and watched Dingdang, who didn't know how to brush his teeth, eat toothpaste with cold water. Sometimes the little bubbles would sway.
He floated out from an unexpected place and asked for a hug. After serving several little ancestors, he basically woke up completely, so he went downstairs to eat...
Everyday life is so peaceful, with no flames of war, no piercing air defense sirens, no snowflakes of battle damage reports and casualty estimates. Although it makes me seem to have nothing to do, it is my favorite life, and I am as used to it as Sandora.
Soldiers who have gone to the battlefield seem extremely satisfied with this kind of life.
Of course, perhaps Pandora and Huesca were exceptions. The two sisters were on pins and needles living every day eating and waiting to die. Their cannons seemed to be exhausted if they did not fire for forty-eight hours in a row.
Today is the third day after returning home, and everything in daily life is back on track. One month outside seems to be unable to change the solid living habits of the first family at all. We are like mistletoe that is stubborn, rain and wind blow.
Afterwards, they still stayed steadfast in their daily lives...
Of course, the remaining matters from the previous world still need to be dealt with, including the remains of ancient ships snatched from the battlefield, the strange world barrier in the ruined world, the fighting methods and basic strength displayed by the fallen apostle fleet, and most of the ships that have been repaired.
Warsong, and a new round of testing and adjustments to the Revenge Fleet... The work is never finished, and now it seems that it is already extremely busy. The reports and applications that I and Sandora have to review every day seem to be endless.
, to be honest, this is completely contrary to my own doctrine of eating and waiting for death, but compared to fighting, reviewing similar things every day is already a good choice.
In fact, it is not troublesome to review those documents, because we have a group of assistants who are better than anyone else, including the officers of the headquarters, the governor of the Space-Time Administration, the senior governor of the Military Command and the chief scientist team of the scientific research center. They basically
I have already dealt with matters that require careful judgment and are of interest to you. All complicated matters can be handed over to a large number of think tanks or decision-makers to be solved. Finally, through Sivis's sorting, they will be sent to Sandora and I forever.
It's just a completed report or a large-scale armament plan that requires the emperor's personal intervention. The former is the implementation of the established plan. Sandora and I only need to know about it. Only the latter requires careful approval. However, in most cases
Shandora is personally taking care of these things, and I have become a stamping "machine".
Of course, this is also how I feel now that I have become a little familiar with the things I have to deal with on a daily basis. When I first came into contact with these, I was really overwhelmed. From top to bottom, there were nouns that I couldn’t understand at all.
When he agreed, he didn't even know what he was agreeing to. If Sandora hadn't helped share almost all the work at that time, maybe he would have made everything a mess.
Even now, I am handling the daily affairs of the empire in a decent manner, but I know very well that I am actually an outsider at all. It is completely out of the blue for a pseudo-homebody from Earth who has spent the past twenty years to eat and drink and wait to die. Suddenly he has to manage an empire.
It's a myth, so until now, the only people who are really responsible for these tasks are Sandora and the officers at all levels below. It took me three years to become familiar with these things, and now all I can do is find a place to stamp them.
…
I always feel a little guilty for leaving all the complicated work to Sandora alone, but Sandora herself doesn't care about such things. In her words, the territory of the new empire is larger than the territory of the old empire.
The district is small, so she has to manage such a territory, and her workload is much easier than before. However, I think she probably still doesn't want me to have any psychological burden: managing a country that is in need of development and managing a country that is developing stably.
The difference is obvious. It would be weird if the job was as easy as she said.
However, one of my greatest strengths is that I am self-aware. I know how much I am capable of. A layman, a leader, and an expert can only get more and more confused. Since you don’t understand, don’t just point fingers. Wait until you understand before you speak.
Righteous way - there is such a famous saying that is widely known in the empire: Even the emperor should not mess with the things on the test bench. This is what this sentence says. In addition, by the way, this famous saying is when Sandora ascends the throne.
What she said on the thousandth anniversary...
"But to be honest, I think it would be better if I could know more about this aspect."
I said to a rogue goddess next to me who was using care solution to maintain her feathers.
After breakfast, I sunbathe on the balcony as usual, because I usually don’t have anything to deal with in the morning. I usually use this rest time to take a nap and chat with whoever wanders onto the balcony. This time I wandered off to the balcony.
The one who came over was Bingtis. Because the weather was fine, Bingtis decided to bask in his wings. Besides the roof, the most suitable place at home to bask in his wings was the balcony - it is said that the summer sun has a good maintenance effect on feathers.
Know what is true and false.
When I was bored, I told Bingtis about something that usually bothers me, that is, I always seem to be unable to help Sandora in managing the empire. I don’t know if this female gangster listened carefully. Anyway,
She has been fidgeting with her feathers since just now and has no intention of paying any attention to me.
Oh, I retract the preface, this female gangster is listening - but she doesn't need to use a bear hug to express her presence under any circumstances!
Bingtis threw the care solution into the portable space and rushed over. I watched the pair of 36ds instantly enlarge with my own eyes, and then as if being hit head-on by a meteorite, the upper body "crunched!" There was a crisp sound.
Can you believe that I almost squeezed out the stomach acid?
"Ahem... I said, are you too serious or too serious?"
I hurriedly pushed this jumping goddess aside. Although the 36d is soft jade and Wenxiang, you don’t think so if you add more than two tons of pressure to the 36d. I finally broke free from Bingtis’s bear hug.
After that, I immediately looked at this guy warily, fearing that she would take a photo with me outside the stratosphere and take a photo with an artificial satellite on a whim: This guy can do it, as long as she is willing!
Bingtis didn't look embarrassed at all, as if he didn't realize the difference between men and women at all. He just put his hands on his hips and said domineeringly: "It's okay, I see you are depressed, I will cure you - according to the man's life
Habit, this should work."
Damn it, the people you've healed are almost ready to be rescued!
"To put it simply, are you so depressed?" Bingtis poked my arm, forced me to move out of the way, and then sat down on the armrest of the chair. She may have thought that she was used to doing this, but
I forgot that I still had a pair of wings with a wingspan of three meters and confiscated them. Without any surprise, I was pulled to the ground by her. I could only find a stool next to me and sit on it. "Chen, what do you think you have to do as an emperor?"
Is it considered qualified?”
I thought this guy was going to talk nonsense again, but I didn't expect that she was actually talking about business. So I was stunned for a moment, and then slowly organized my words: "Handling national affairs? Considering the national economy and people's livelihood? Formulating foreign policy... Well, this is right
There seems to be no need for the Empire, we just have diplomacy with the Gods, and you Gods are still the kind of people who don’t think you are late for a meeting if you are 1800 years late.”
Bingtis plucked a feather from his wing and stuffed it into my hand: "Take this, then concentrate and think... well, you can think of anything, just think about using this feather to maintain world peace.
.”
"What does this mean?"
I took the long feather without knowing why, and at the same time I had a strange feeling in my heart - this female gangster is really generous. Normally, if Pao Pao had to pluck a feather from Alaya, the latter would die.
, Sister Bing was so bold as to pull out the longest root and give it to me, but thinking that she also made me a pillow, I calmed down.
The feathers are very beautiful. They are almost weightless in your hand. I don’t know if this thing is made of material, but it does have a tangible entity. There are extremely fine black patterns floating on the surface of the feathers that change at any time. If you don’t observe it up close,
It is almost imperceptible, and the black color of this thing is very abnormal. It does not give people the impression of pure color, but... the darkness of nothingness, as if it is a small crack in the dark space where nothing exists. It usually grows in
I couldn't see it when I put it on Bingtis, but I didn't expect that it would have so many details after I pulled it off...
"Say, are my feathers fun?" Bingtis's lazy voice came from the side. I coughed awkwardly and followed her previous prompts to focus on this feather.
Before this, I had no idea why Bingtis asked me to do this, but I thought that this female gangster would not harm me, so I was not wary of anything at all. Therefore, when countless complicated information poured into my mind in an instant
, I almost fainted!
Endless information is traveling through my mind, and the low murmurs whose sources and contents cannot be distinguished are superimposed without limit, roaring like thunder in the spiritual realm. The countless things that are pouring in at this moment are even about to overwhelm me.
My thinking ability is such that when Bingtis said something to me, it immediately turned into gibberish in my ears...
"how do you feel?"
After concentrating on suppressing these complicated messages in a hurry, I finally felt a little more awake, and then I heard a somewhat gloating inquiry from a female gangster in my ears.
"If I couldn't beat you, I would have done it long ago - don't you ever know the severity?"
"Tch, are you really serious about fighting with a girl?"
I was choked to death on the spot: This female gangster revealed her identity as a girl at this time. And my eldest sister, don’t you think you are squatting on the armrest of the chair with a ruffian look on your face?
Isn't it quite unconvincing to say that you are a girl? Find someone on earth who is more manly than yourself and try!
But there is no reason to argue with Bingtis. This is a weirdo who dares to make trouble at any time in the Pantheon. She does everything she wants and even her father can't control her. So I simply get to the point: "What happened just now?"
what exactly is it?"
As I said that, I raised the feather in my hand. The feeling just now was very clear. The endless information pouring into my mind did not come from this feather, but it was like a key or a bridge, connecting my spiritual world with other people.
One thing is connected, but those things are so complicated that it is impossible to distinguish the content. Apart from a huge trend of thought that makes people almost get lost, they have no idea what it is.
Bingtis smiled mysteriously: "Work, my work."
I:"?"
"It's just something that a god has to bear," Bingtis laughed, "I am now a god in twenty-one worlds, the guardian of tens of billions of believers, and as the spiritual pillar they rely on, I must listen.
Their voices may come from a bishop, a farmer, or even one of the twenty-one worlds themselves. Every minute and every second, there are hundreds of millions of voices praying or talking, and
These things will eventually converge on us - this is what God will bear. This feather is part of my body, and what you just heard are the countless voices..."
I was speechless.
"Actually, you should have been exposed to similar things. I heard that little one say that she often invites you to play in the Tree of Life Temple. In the temple, you should be able to come into contact with the same prayer information. Those information will eventually converge.
On that little one..."
"No, it is said that Dingdang clears her favorites every seven days on average because she can't handle it..."
Bingtis: "...Hey, let me rub it, is it more powerful than I used to be?"
Hmm? It seems like I just heard something really amazing?
"Ahem, in short, let's not think about the details." Bingtis discovered that he had slipped up, and immediately changed the subject without any psychological pressure. He didn't even bother to use a clever method, so he coughed and settled the matter, "I want to ask
The question is: Chen, do you think these nearly endless voices can really be solved one by one by yourself?"
I thought about it and said, "Based on the daily eating, drinking, and having fun habits of the five of you, I don't think you have solved any of them."
Bingtis was immediately furious and stretched out his claws to try to scratch someone: "If I weren't afraid that you wouldn't give me food at noon, we would have to sign with each other today!"
I feel that if I were Bingtis's mother, she would have to strangle her to death when she gave birth to her daughter. Have you ever seen such a shameful thing?
"Forget it, Sandora is right. If you get serious with this guy, you will make yourself angry sooner or later. You will be a saint in the world of complaints. I just want to tell you one thing: the greater your ability, the more you have to think about it.
(Why do I feel this sentence is so awkward?) As a god, it is impossible for me, as a god, to respond to the prayers of tens of billions of believers. As a human king, you should not interfere with every trivial matter of the entire empire - of course,
Maybe Sandora has the energy and ability, but you don't, and you shouldn't force it. There was something wrong with your positioning from the beginning. You always think about solving too many trivial matters by yourself, and hope that you can take good care of everyone.
, I like your character of a good old man very much, but I don’t agree with you putting this kind of mentality in the position of the king of the world. Remember, you are a leader, the one who stands in front of everyone and leads the way. You
Your only responsibility is to lead the way. Deciding where those who follow you should go is what you have to worry about. As for whether anyone is left behind, whether anyone gets sick while rushing, and whether anyone wants to stop midway, you don't want to worry about it.
Leave it to the people below. Since they have decided to follow you, they must have the ability to catch up with you. Otherwise, how can you carry everyone on your back?"
It was extremely rare for Bingtis to speak at length. What she said was very straightforward, but every word made me think seriously, because I suddenly discovered that this female gangster may have accumulated more than just
He is as angry as a ruffian, but also as wise as a fool.
"I have forgotten who said this. Although it is a bit extreme, it makes sense in many cases: We don't need a leader, we just need someone to sit on the leader's chair.
A successful king should be like this: he never cares about the trivial matters in the kingdom, and never worries about his territory and wealth. The only thing he does is move forward and decide the direction of the entire kingdom. What he should tell his subordinates is what he needs.
What kind of result, instead of telling his subordinates what to do? Just like what every god does: we receive the prayers of billions of voices every second, but how many of us can answer alone? God
What you have to do is to manage the entire world and make the entire race that you care about prosper. At most, you can give back part of the power based on prayer and let believers solve the problem on their own. If you can understand the meaning of doing this, then you will become a mature human king.
.”
Bingtis's words made people wake up. Perhaps this was the first time since he became the emperor that he clearly understood the meaning of his position: Although I seemed to be doing the same thing before, now, I finally know why.
This is how I got to where I am today.
"Because you are using your own ideas to reshape the most powerful mortal civilization in the void, and you may even be shaping a new race of gods," Bingtis looked into my eyes, with no trace of joking in his expression, "Don't be fooled by trivial matters.
Blindfolded, King of the World, you have done well in the past, and you should not be worse than now in the future. You have not experienced the old empire, so you don’t know how much earth-shaking changes you have brought to this civilization, but I can
Let me tell you clearly that you have begun to reshape it. The next step is to let it move forward according to your own ideas. Feel free to leave those things that you cannot handle to Sandora, as her closest friend
, I can tell you responsibly that she is very clear about your role and her own position...haven't you ever noticed that Shandora has been putting herself in the position of one wife rather than another since a long time ago?
In the position of emperor? She is not so much running the country with you as she is assisting you... In this case, it seems right that you feel that you can't help her..."
"Okay, okay, I think I understand it completely."
This long conversation with Bingtis made me figure out a lot of things that I had not paid attention to before. Although they seemed very simple and straightforward, they really bothered me for a while, but now I have nothing to worry about.
So I relaxed and thanked Bingtis seriously, "Thank you, your words have helped me a lot."
"Hey, let me go, don't be so serious," Bingtis waved his hands repeatedly, looking around as if he couldn't stand it, "It's really not in line with your style to be so serious... Hey, wait, look, that's An Weina