"Haha, you spend all your time building statues. How can a woman marry you and how can you raise children? You said that your children and grandchildren will build statues, but your children and grandchildren will be gone for generations." Wen Rensheng asked rhetorically.
road.
"This..." The vendor was stunned.
The farmer grabbed the vendor. He wanted to leave, but the positioning and teleportation skills could not be used.
This means that the man in front of me may be a real god.
But so what?
Anyway, the other party will not save them, only the divine messenger and the World Tree can rely on them.
The farmer looked up at Wen Rensheng.
He felt that the other party's words seemed to be implying something.
It seems to be the same as what the angel said.
The descendants will die out and the population will become smaller.
The population will not grow endlessly.
His anxious heart calmed down, and he knelt down and asked patiently: "Dear God, can you tell us how to keep our descendants from generation to generation?"
"It's difficult. Even rats, if the density is too high and reaches a certain limit, they will conflict with themselves. Eventually, the old rats will occupy the place for a long time, and the young rats will become fewer and fewer, and finally they will die out." Wen Rensheng said.
Too dense?
The farmer seemed to have thought of something. He immediately let go of the vendor and used the psychic link.
The psychic link still works.
He told Yang Weite what the god said.
"Dense?"
Of course, Yang Weite quickly understood the meaning of Wen Rensheng's words.
After all, he has a complete life in the wasteland era.
Then he started to control the World Tree remotely.
A set of illusion skills, applied to rats.
The rats gnawing madly at the tree bark seemed to have entered a paradise.
There are tons of food here, but the place is a bit small.
But they were quickly attracted by the food and crawled into the small place.
There are more and more rats and more and more food.
It seems like I can never finish it.
The rats that ate too much food began to multiply.
After reproducing, they found that there were too many of the same kind, occupying too much space.
They began to fight each other for their offspring.
Slowly, more and more mice stopped their urge to reproduce.
Because the place is too dense.
Reproduction will cause conflict.
Then simply stop breeding.
Many mice even transform into asexual mice.
"What's going on? Why don't you attack?" The big rat demon roared from behind.
Originally, his swarm of rats was overwhelming, relying on their absolute numerical superiority to overwhelm the defenses of the colorful giant trees.
However, the giant tree opened a door, and after the mice entered the door, they began to become inexplicably sluggish.
Each one gradually gets older, no longer attacks, and no longer reproduces indefinitely.
I don’t know how long it took, but all the rats were dead.
The big rat demon saw his own failure.
He will be killed just like the big goblin who lost all his little goblins.
It may even be like that bull-headed demon, caught by a big tree and turned into nourishment.
He is not willing to fail.
He is unwilling to accept his fate and will end it in this way.
Even if he becomes a demon, he will pass on as a victor.
There is no reputation for losers. People always say contemptuously, "That person is nothing important. Anyway, he failed. It doesn't matter whether he remembers it or not."
He was unwilling to do so. Evil and fear made him forget his cleverness and wisdom as a human being.
He waved his paws and rushed forward himself.
This was his first charge and also his last.
Countless vines swept up.
He was dragged into the branches of the giant tree, and then he was covered by countless branches and leaves.
A world's trend-setters have the same fate as most trend-setters, no matter how brilliant or frightening they were during their lifetime.
Before death, he was silent and ordinary.
Wen Rensheng felt a little sad when he saw this scene.
As powerful as Qin Shihuang, his reputation, status and majesty were the first among all emperors. After his death, his body had to be covered with salted fish to prevent it from smelling bad. It took a long time before he could be buried dignifiedly.
How blasphemous is this?
During his lifetime, anyone would tremble in front of him.
And death turned him into a situation where even a mere eunuch could insult him with a smelly fish.
The same is true for the big mouse. From beginning to end, he doesn't have a name.
This is death.
If he could believe in the God of the future and believe in the future, he would choose to be a kind and diligent cow and horse, rather than a mouse that spreads evil, fear and plague.
Pity.
At this time, everyone had noticed the changes in the sky.
The giant tree wins again.
The farmer just fell to his knees with tears of gratitude: "Thank you, great and wise God, for your wisdom, which allows us to see the hope of victory again."
After all, the wisdom of the Son of God is inferior to that of God.
The Son of God only thought of using the giant skeleton, and God saw through the mice's weakness at a glance.
The giant tree became more powerful, killing the mouse and absorbing its power.
The hawker was also very grateful.
He was almost dragged to death by bloodletting.
Yes, why wouldn't he?
These days, bleeding means you're going to die.
He had seen many people being bled, but few survived.
He doesn't want to die.
Obviously the bloodline of his ancestors has told him where to live, so why should he die?
In fact, he did the right thing.
How big is the giant's skeleton? Even if all of his blood is drained, he may not be able to wake up the opponent for even one second. More people are needed.
At this moment, the black book stopped again.
It starts turning pages.
Page turning is very fast.
However, this time, the giant tree began to attack.
One vine after another pierced through.
The black book is an auxiliary item and a summoning book.
Its own defense is very poor, and its offensive power is equal to 0.
Facing the attack of vines, it began to dodge.
"It's hiding!" the farmers began to cheer.
"It's scared!"
"It's not invincible!"
"We don't have to be afraid, God is standing behind us!"
Yang Weite was not too happy.
He knows the details of his opponent very well.
The other party may be stronger behind it.
Unfathomable.
Now there is just a slight flaw.
Thinking of this, he jumped into the World Tree amidst the cheers of the farmers.
He became part of the World Tree.
"Here, what is the angel doing?"
"Aren't we going to win?"
"We're going to jump in too."
One farmer after another jumped in without hesitation.
They are the purest and highest quality people in this world.
Among a group of selfish, greedy, stupid and short-sighted people, Yang Weite is looking for people who are selfless, just and simple in sacrifice.
After Yang Weite took the initiative to sacrifice himself, these farmers followed suit.
Their purpose is not to keep those greedy and selfish people alive, but to keep their descendants alive.
Just by the way, I was taken advantage of by those greedy and selfish people.
The colorful giant tree becomes more and more powerful.
There are more and more vines.
Getting smarter.
Finally they wrapped the black book smoothly.
Then he was dragged deep into the giant tree.
After the battle, no one saw it.
Because the colorful giant tree then disappeared from the sky.
As for where it grows, no one has discovered it.
It seems that the seal was successful.
But Wen Rensheng knew that Yang Weite had acted too hastily.
