Xuanwu is in a critical period. The original Yanjiao people need to unite to resist this external attack, but now the entire society has completely collapsed and turned into a massacre.
In the vision of the great sage, the whole world dimmed and was about to return to final nothingness.
My whole life, like a revolving lantern, passed through my mind.
From being born as a commoner, to awakening his unique talent, to making great contributions and being recognized by the world, to being old and frail, withdrawing from politics, and cultivating countless students.
And now at the last moment.
The general trend of the times cannot be controlled by one person. At the last moment, there will be no regrets in life.
Nowadays, Xuanwu's evil thoughts must be far greater than his good thoughts, and he has to make final preparations.
"I am unworthy of my descendants and apologize to Xuanwu."
"If the good corpse and the evil corpse have spirits, please remember me and don't embarrass our Flame Horn clan too much... Although, this is just an extravagant hope."
The old great sage looked back again and his face became rosy.
At the last moment, he miraculously stood up, bowed slightly, then faced the huge building and jumped!
This leap took all my strength.
Finally, a trace of bright red blood was left on the gray-brown wall.
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After Zhang Ming listened to this story, he was silent with a hint of shock.
The story of a hero and a bear mixed together is indeed very sad.
"So it turns out that the two super beings in the center of the island are the terrifying products left after Xuanwu's death. No wonder they have maintained such a long-term balance... From a certain perspective, the Great Sage has indeed succeeded."
"Alas, he is really too old and has stayed away from politics for decades, otherwise he might not really be able to turn the tide."
The Yanjiao civilization, as a group, is very similar in composition to humans.
There are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are people who are willing to die generously. Of course, there are also the vast number of ignorant people who are kept in the dark. These people are like headless flies without any opinion.
Of course, it’s no wonder that the working people don’t have enough information. They have many things and can really only be guided by public opinion.
But soon, Zhang Ming smiled again, and he discovered a different perspective.
The ending of the story has been determined, but no matter how you think about it, there is still an important subject missing: Xuanwu!
Xuanwu seems to be just a background board in the whole story and never really appears.
Does Xuanwu really have no thoughts? Does he really let the Yanjiao people do whatever they want?
Zhang Ming, I really don’t believe it. The little white turtle and the old white turtle are right in front of me. Their intelligence is indeed not as smart as humans, but they are not that stupid either.
In other words, this guy Shimama actually has something to hide.
Zhang Ming cleared his throat and speculated: "According to the description in the story, Xuanwu obviously failed when he wanted to attain enlightenment."
"The two monsters in the center of the island now are the products of its failed enlightenment. One is a good corpse and the other is an evil corpse. The two are enemies of each other and maintain the delicate balance of the island."
"Because of a catastrophic accident, the evil corpse is more powerful than the good corpse."
"In the past, these turtles were constantly sacrificed to provide strength to the good corpses through their own vitality."
"But now... the evil corpse will eventually defeat the good corpse, so the balance cannot be maintained, and even temporary sacrifices will not be meaningful. Is that what you mean?"
The old white turtle couldn't understand such complicated words, and his head was shrinking.
Shimama rolled around on the altar, always feeling like it had a sense of schadenfreude, as if this matter had nothing to do with it.
Of course, it is also possible that it is pretending to be stupid.
Some guys are obviously very concerned, their ears are about to stand up, but they pretend to be nonchalant.
Zhang Ming swallowed and asked: "The question now is, how long can the good corpse that is about to be swallowed up can hold on? Is it too late for me to break through the bottleneck? If it is too late, I have no choice but to escape."
The old white turtle understood a little bit, and cried out "ah ah ah ah" twice, which was about "three suns rising time".
That’s three days.
After three days, if you still can’t think of a way, you must leave the island and go for a survival battle.
However, Zhang Ming is not so anxious anymore. Three days is more than enough time to break through the bottleneck: "Even if all of us add up, even if I break through the three bottlenecks of 'Jing Qi Shen', I still can't beat a single hair of the evil corpse. This
What can we do?"
"Unless you Shimama goes crazy, there is only a slight possibility, right? But do you have the ability to explode the small universe?"
The stone is silent.
Zhang Ming said with a half-smile: "Should I call you Shimama, or should I change my name to something else, for example..."
"Xuanwu?"
As soon as these words came out, the room became quiet again.
The small black stone stopped rolling, as if dead, motionless.
Zhang Ming took a few deep breaths and waited patiently for the other party's response.
He is not targeting without purpose.
Because Shimama knows too much!
From the history, language and writing of the Yanjiao people, to the mysterious and complex "spiritual language", to some secret stories, it seems to know everything!
Even Shimama was originally enshrined on the altar by the turtle clan.
Isn’t this just worshiping ancestors? What else can it be?
Of course, this does not rule out that Shimama is really a repeater who knows everything.
But, there is another possibility——
It...is Xuanwu!
Therefore, in the story just now, Xuanwu is just a background-like existence. This guy doesn't want to describe his true thoughts at all!
While waiting in silence, the black stone suddenly said: "Let's call it Shimama from now on."
It was what Lao Zhang said when he named it.
It is now pretending to be dead and rereading.
Zhang Ming swallowed and almost guessed the answer. Even if Shimama is not Xuanwu, she is closely related to Xuanwu. It may be one of the products left by Xuanwu, the "self-corpse"!
Of course, it cannot be as powerful as Xuanwu, otherwise there would be no need to be a piece of stone rolling around on the ground.
Lao Zhang thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and said: "Let's put it this way, there are many things worth discussing in the tragedy that happened to the Yanjiao people. Of course, this is from my perspective as an outsider, so I can say whatever I want, it's simple.
Listen to it."
Shimama, who was lying flat, rolled up again, as if there were hundreds of millions of people paying attention to her.
There are really only... so many billion points.
"First, there is a 30% chance of success, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven, and a 70% chance of the clan being destroyed."
"This bet is so big that it's a bit exaggerated."
"If it were me, I probably wouldn't accept it. If Xuanwu dies of old age, I can't be buried with him. Even if I escape to the Sea of Demon Gods, I won't die so easily in a short while."
"Even the Earthlings in the mirage have lived for a while. The Flaming Horn people who have a lot of experience and various rare items will not die so easily, right?"
Shimama agreed: "It's not that easy to die."
Zhang Ming suddenly said: "But where does this 30% probability come from? Why do Yanjiao people know that Xuanwu only has a 30% probability of breaking through the bottleneck?"
"The power levels of Yanjiao and Xuanwu are very different. How did they know this crucial information? I don't understand."
"Xuanwu didn't tell them honestly, right? Xuanwu couldn't be so stupid, right?"
Lao Zhang touched his chin and shook his head: "If this is really the case, Xuanwu will have to shoulder the blame. No wonder the Yanjiao people."
"If I were Xuanwu, I would tell them that there is a 99% chance of success. If you provide faith honestly, I will take your chickens and dogs to heaven. If I fail, it must be that you are not pious enough, not my fault! It must be you.
It’s not my fault!”
Shimama was shocked. It heated up quickly like lava, and she was so shocked that she almost glowed!
How can you be such a mean servant!
When Lao Zhang talked about rising, he simply let himself go: "Although I don't know what the 'faith' in the mysterious area is and whether there are any restrictions. In my understanding, 'faith' is a tool of rule."
"On our blue star, religion is actually quite popular, but it is just a tool to maintain stability. I will tell you a few jokes about hell and you will understand. The God Father likes little boys, and the Pope is an atheist.
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"If Xuanwu sincerely treats the Yanjiao people and wants to influence them with sincerity, then we can only say... Well, how should I put it, between life and death, how many people can be regarded as white-eyed wolves by the difference of one thought?"
"How could there be so many heroes?"
Shimama scrolled rapidly, and read aloud in a somewhat crazy manner: "How can there be so many heroes!"
"How could there be so many heroes?"
Zhang Ming coughed and said: "The second point is that the Yanjiao people chose to take a gamble at the beginning."
"After all, they have nowhere to go after leaving Xuanwu. Even if they don't die suddenly in a short period of time, in the longer term, the fleet will still be easily destroyed."
"They have also planned a back-up plan to allow 10% of the elites to leave on a large ship. In case of failure, the legacy of the Flame Horn people can be continued."
"There seems to be nothing wrong with this plan, but it has set the stage for future failures."
Crazy Shimama stopped rolling again.
Zhang Ming sighed and said: "As the saying goes, if the cauldron sinks the boat, the Qin Pass will eventually belong to Chu."
"You must put yourself to death before you can truly survive"
"But now that there is a way out, the cauldron cannot be broken and the boat cannot be sunk."
"When it comes to selecting one-tenth of the population, who doesn't want to be selected? Who wants to stay here and take unwarranted risks?"
"How is the population selected? Is it by drawing lots or democratically elected, or is it appointed by high-ranking officials and nobles?"
"You didn't describe the details of selecting the population, or you didn't pay attention to it, right?"
"Actually, this detail is very important. All kinds of quarrels in the court are the true way of thinking of an intelligent civilization. Unfortunately, Xuanwu may not have paid attention to it, and the seeds of chaos were left at that moment." p>
