Having said that, the top priority is still the problem of epidemic food for the people.
This year there is a major epidemic, the Luoyang earthquake, the seawater overflowed, and the Wuyuan Mountains and shores collapsed. There are not enough natural disasters throughout the year.
The evil of the imperial court is that it doubles down on the exploitation and oppression of the people when they have no way to survive, but those aristocratic families, eunuchs, relatives, powerful village elders, and important ministers of the emperor can calculate the accounts slowly and do not rush, and they will never give any of them a happy life.<
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Nowadays, the urgent need faced by the people here is: there is no corn to cook, no clean water to drink, and no medicinal stones to drive away the epidemic.
There is really nothing Zhang Zicheng can do about the epidemic. He has not touched the microscopic field in reality, so he is naturally more ruined in low dimensions.
This is one of the reasons why he needs Zhang Jiao. In this low dimension where magic really exists, Zhang Jiao's talisman water is undoubtedly a guaranteed special medicine, and the only side effects will only happen to Zhang Jiao himself.
At the same time, Zhang Zicheng also understood that as long as a person can eat well and have sufficient nutrition, he only needs to rest and recuperate, which is the best care in the world.
So he asked Zhang Jiao to continue to rescue the epidemic, while he began to study how to provide rations for low-dimensional people.
Ration is different from other things. It will eventually fall into the population and provide nutrition to the people.
Although he had considered directly reducing the dimensions with a little cookie crumbs outside the galaxy, after careful consideration, Zhang Zicheng still felt that he could rest assured after undergoing experiments first.
Since he wanted to experiment, it was naturally impossible to choose those low-dimensional worlds without life, because no one could eat them, so Zhang Zicheng naturally asked the system to transfer the scene back to the Evil God Universe.
But the picture of the Evil God Universe had just appeared, and Zhang Zicheng was surprised to find that the starry sky in this universe had become bright again.
Countless stars are emitting brilliance and are densely intertwined with each other. On such a macroscopic scale, they look like microscopically enlarged fibers.
At this moment, not surprisingly, a pink head suddenly appeared from the corner of the screen.
Tilulu felt the attention from her blood, and looked in the direction of Father God's gaze with great surprise. She kept waving her hands and said: "Father God! Father God! Are you awake again?!"
Wake up?
Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows: "What does waking up mean? I was just doing other things."
Tilulu was stunned for a moment, then scratched her head and said with a naive smile: "Ah...I'm sorry, Father God, I have no experience in dealing with foreign gods. I thought you were like Seonlis, as long as the consciousness disappears
He's just asleep."
Looking at the other party's silly smile, Zhang Zicheng fell silent.
Moon God used his low-dimensional first name to gain his own power. Why does he look so stupid?
Could it be that she has used all of her own wisdom as a resource for thinking?
No! We have all been intelligent beings that can communicate before. Things like high-dimensional wisdom will not increase in value in low dimensions!
But looking at the beautiful face that resembled the God of Cupid, and such a beautiful appearance, it was difficult to suppress the foolishness that emerged. Zhang Zicheng sighed and decided not to think about this problem.
Anyway, it’s not like Tilulu is really stupid, she can still communicate.
But when he heard about Theronis, he thought thoughtfully, looked at the stars around him, and asked first: "What's going on with these planets? They weren't when Theronis recited my real name,
Is everything shattered?"
Tilulu immediately showed her exaggerated excitement again, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes! Father God! Your divine power is so powerful!"
"I only have a trace of your extremely rare blood, but it was difficult to trace back a single planet, and now, it is easy to trace back the matter of the entire universe!"
"Compared with the me of the past, I was simply a candle on a star, a compressed biscuit next to a black hole, and a top outside the Milky Way. It is completely impossible to describe the magnitude of the specific difference in magnitude!"
Zhang Zicheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Is it so outrageous? But his white blood cells are in low dimensions, and it seems that apart from eating the so-called immortal evil gods, he has no amazing performance?
Well... maybe that was already amazing. It's just that those evil gods knelt down too quickly and didn't control the process of the three hundred rounds of white blood cell battle. It was as boring as turning on the modifier and killing people in seconds. I didn't think it was anything special.<
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But since Tilulu looked back to all the planets in the universe just like the earth in the past, Zhang Zicheng quickly asked: "So what about Celonis? Isn't he equivalent to all the matter in this universe? You resurrect him too
Already?"
Tilulu showed a slightly confused look, turned her head left and right to look at her surroundings, and finally said a little more seriously: "No, Father God."
"When I was looking back at the positive material layer of the universe, I was looking for the thoughts of Celonis. He was not directly swallowed by your true body. He just recited your true name. His body could not bear the weight and collapsed and died.
Logically speaking, at least its immortal nature should not disappear."
"But even if I reverse entropy in the entire universe and even return to the past timeline, I still can't find any trace of Cylons... It's like he was completely annihilated."
Zhang Zicheng also frowned slightly. This Sionglis died too happily, and his final request for help also made him a little baffled.
But without more information, guessing is futile. Tilulu, who has a trace of high-dimensional power, has searched the entire universe for the whereabouts of the other party, but cannot find it. There is nothing she can do in high dimensions.
He returned to the topic and said: "Tilulu, next I am going to make some food. See if you can tell whether these foods are edible."
Tilulu's eyes lit up and she nodded excitedly, like a husky who heard the sound of a can being opened, with the long pink hair on the back of her head swimming like waves in the gravityless universe.
"Okay Father God! Thank you Father God! Father God's gift, Tilulu will always remember it in my heart!"
Zhang Zicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable with such exaggerated flattery.
Ignoring Tilulu's emotions, Zhang Zicheng once again opened a survival game in the conventional sense, and reduced the dimensions of the meat directly adjusted with a modifier into the evil universe.
Tilulu didn’t care what appeared. Anyway, Father God said it was edible, so just take a bite.
Then, her expression became a little baffling.
Zhang Zicheng saw Tilulu raise her head exaggeratedly and swallow the meat in her mouth. He could actually see the shape of a chicken leg emerging from the other person's neck through the skin, and she forcefully stuffed it in. Zhang Zicheng opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Tilulu in shock as he raised his thumb with his hand, and said happily: "It's delicious! Although it has no taste, it can't be bitten, and it can't be digested in the stomach, but it's delicious!"<
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Yummy, you big-headed ghost!
Who can eat this thing!
Zhang Zicheng just wanted to put his hand into the screen and show Tilulu's head inside.
But he still sighed and crossed out the option of 'food in dimensionality reduction games' in his mind.
Now that I think about it, most low-dimensional foods are just rigid models, and all the chewing movements are disguises outside the screen. The only function of the food is to add a little blood after you trigger the consumption judgment.<
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Maybe some games are more detailed in making food, but I'm afraid it won't be much different.
Unable to obtain supplies directly from the game, Zhang Zicheng turned his head and glanced at the cold noodle soup next to him.