Li Qing smiled: "Create epochal catastrophes for the universe. Big matter will return and reshape, killing everyone. What about us?"
"Except us, of course."
"After all, this is a rule set by ourselves, why can't we use a back door?" Bai Suo chuckled, showing a playful look.
"The universe collapses and recycles all matter into a point, but only our matter will not be recycled!"
He drank a pot of crystal wall wine, and the life flowing in it turned out to be tea leaves, which was quite strange.
"And this kind of move is most suitable to deal with those future rebels. Even if people like Yin Lisi and others are born again, no matter what tricks they use, they can't escape our hands! Deal with the rebels regularly, clean them up one by one, and don't give them anything.
If it accumulates, it will become useless."
"Do you think I'm dirty?" Bai Suo suddenly asked.
"Kind of." Nocklon said.
"That's honest." Bai Suo said with a smile: "As a wise emperor, you still have to ensure your rule. You can't just watch them rebel and betray. That's not a wise emperor, that's stupid! Then Yin Lisi, Meng Yi, in
If you want to rebel against the dynasty in the dark, those traitors must be killed! They must die."
"Perhaps, you may think that this universe belongs to Yin Lisi from the beginning, and we are the rebels? She governs it well, but things are not calculated that way. I will dominate this world, and I will be better at governing it myself."
Nocklon only felt that this person was awake in the world.
He showed disdain, "Although there may be changes in the future, and the traitors in Mengyi no longer exist, there is no guarantee that the second batch of Yin Lisi rebels will not appear. This cosmic catastrophe is a means to allow us to stand on each cosmic epoch.
Live forever and survive countless calamities without dying!"
"That makes sense." Nocklon said.
Bai Suo possesses extremely high imperial power, protects the royal power, and kills rebels, but he also tries his best to be benevolent, promote the development of the dynasty, and ensure that the people are prosperous to a certain extent.
"Since you have ruled all this, you must do it well."
Bai Suo said: "The times have changed, and those old immortal guys are still dreaming about the old days! If they want to ride on my head, they will definitely have to have a god king to suppress the era in the future, and the civil servants below will have to lie down."
"You can see clearly," Nokron said.
"That's natural." Bai Suo raised the wine and took a sip, "On her first day, Xia Tian ruled the world. Although she was an enemy, she did a good job. My second day's era will of course surpass hers. With me,
One day on the throne, one day you help me, and we will create this prosperous age together."
Noklon was just drinking with him, so he naturally knew what Bai Suo was thinking. He just used these words to get closer and become a confidant.
Another thousand years have passed.
This Bai Shuo continued to take action, constantly liquidating and suppressing the Power Council, beating all the old men until their noses were bruised and swollen, and told them the allusion of "a scholar encounters a soldier, and he can't explain what is right." In the age of science and technology, I am obedient, and in the age of extraordinary, I am
Strike hard!
It took a lot of hard work to carry out internal reforms, and even found a group of young indigenous extraordinary system wise men to study the crystal wall and attain the great truth.
This also made Li Qing secretly say that if these two large organizations were scattered, internal fighting would be okay, but now that the rulers of both sides have begun to reintegrate, it is estimated that they will really be rejuvenated and become a big organization in the new era.
organize.
And Li Qing couldn't stop them from getting stronger, so he could only watch silently.
These days, he has been thinking about how to get rid of the inventory of 50 natural cosmic wall membranes, but it is too much, but half of the size of the universe is not consumed at all.
All are made of Li Qing’s artificial wall membrane.
They are also free agents, and it will be very annoying if they cannot defeat the brand.
The artificial cosmic wall membrane belongs to Li Qing, a prostitute for free, and he does not sign a deed of prostitution.
Now they are even getting stronger and stronger. Li Qing thought for a long time and couldn't find a way to solve them. He didn't bother to pay much attention to it and just started messing around. He occasionally looked at Nokron and spent the rest of the time fishing.
He is destined to be immortal, and the safest way is to consume them to death!
The 2.8 billion people will, sooner or later, gradually become fewer and fewer in number due to natural infighting and the iteration of civilization.
Now it has obviously begun to shrink.
Bai Suo is right, as long as there are no external enemies to oppress them into a monolithic state, they will fight among themselves, become involved in themselves, and suffer from internal friction.
Wherever there are people, there will be strife.
Time continued to pass, and Li Qing felt like he was playing with historical words, occasionally looking at the changing times outside, and he had reached the 120,000th year of the universe.
During this period, Bai Suo rarely came to the house, and took Nokron to help him as a thug and assign tasks, because everyone who should be arrested was arrested, and the prisons were built quite big.
As the times changed, young indigenous geniuses who broke the law began to break through the world, attain the great truth, and even went to war with each other, and even destroyed several crystal wall worlds.
The world was destroyed and garbage was produced, which made Bai Suo a little distressed.
Li Qing directly suggested: "How about getting a cleaner to clean the corridor? You know, in a low-tech society, there are cleaners who help clean the streets. There are so many travelers walking on each street, and there is garbage everywhere."
Bai Suo suddenly felt justified, "The cleaners want to establish an organization, so what do you think it should be called?"
"Tracker." Li Qing said: "Pull the broken world back to the cosmic cemetery, and this cemetery is on the roots of the ancient crystal wall tree. It re-nourishes the ancient tree of origin from the broken world, and then grows a new crystal wall world."
come down."
"This is called falling red. It is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect flowers."
"The trackers can shoulder more responsibility for washing the ground, doing some work for heaven, and cleaning up the moths that may appear in some multidimensional worlds."
boat tracker!
The more Bai Suo listened, the more it made sense!
The gods rule the universe from trees, so they really need to form an organization to monitor the world!
Civilized tracker is a position, and even if you encounter a strong enemy, you can let a stronger tracker take the position.
"Then how about you be promoted to the first head of the inspection palace, and supervise the trackers under your command." Bai Suo wants to establish his own royal guards and patrol the world.
"Okay, tracker, I will let him be born in the era of the universe."
Nockron couldn't refuse. Anyway, there was basically no chance for him to take action, so he usually stayed quietly.
Anyway, I silently completed another setting, which is pretty good.
Once he has infiltrated the top management, it is okay to change his name or something. Even if this organization is not called Trackers, sooner or later he will let another organization be called Trackers.
Moreover, Li Qing has basically understood the supreme organization of the universe now, and it is almost transparent, except for some core rules.
However, this is not a question of blueprints, but a question of talent.
They have a total of 2.8 billion real monsters, and manpower is the most difficult thing to deal with.
Li Qing sent God King Baisuo away and muttered secretly, "It seems that I really don't have to deal with it head-on. Whether it's letting them develop, grow, or self-destruct, I can just silently use my time to kill them."
He suddenly felt relaxed.
Not only can they be consumed to death, they can also perfect versions of mental hospitals again and again, slowly disappearing into history with the times.
