Zhang Zicheng remembered that when those few sensible people in Simmons tried to pray to God, their only wish was eternal rest.
Except for those people, according to Simmons, everyone else is as crazy as they can be, they just can't die.
The problem of this world is not simply that it has experienced famine or war for decades. As long as there is peace, we can develop happily and stably.
The influence of the evil god has repeatedly washed away everyone's sanity in countless nightmares, and everyone has repeatedly experienced things that are more terrifying than their innermost fears.
Later, the only thing that could make them feel the ultimate happiness was to stop thinking and forever escape the horrific memories that almost took over their lives.
Looking at the city that had finally calmed down, Zhang Zicheng no longer disturbed the ordinary people in this world.
They have experienced enough and do not need to face another existence that they cannot resist.
Unlike the other low-dimensional people of the Three Kingdoms, what they need is not struggle and survival, but peace and rest in their souls.
In the end, Tilulu just pretended to be an old lady vendor, put the starch block on it, and offered a reward of 1 gold coin to anyone who could eat it.
This bonus attracted many people, but to Zhang Zicheng's disappointment, no one could actually bite the starch block without Ti Lulu's teeth. So many people even said angrily that the stall owner was trying to fool him with the iron block.
myself.
Zhang Zicheng touched his chin and thought. In fact, starch that has been cut into such tiny pieces is logically smaller than atoms in higher dimensions. But they are also like white blood cells. When they reach low dimensions, their smallest units decrease infinitely.
At such a scale, it is still its own macroscopic state.
There is probably a reason why high-dimensional matter can actually be divided infinitely? In short, they have adapted to the low-dimensional physical environment, but the low-dimensional ones cannot adapt to their own properties. As a result, they appear extremely weird when entangled with each other, and some
Some places are understandable, but some places are just as uncomfortable and confusing as bugs.
Shaking his head, no matter whether it is to reduce the dimensionality of food from the game or to directly reduce the dimensionality of food from high dimensions, these two methods have failed.
It's not that these foods are inedible, but that ordinary people can't bite them. If they want to eat them, they have to cut open the stomach and stuff them into the gastric juice.
So, only the last method is left.
"System, can you bring things from other dimensions to another lower dimension?"
Zhang Zicheng suddenly asked.
The system was silent for a moment, as if it was calculating something, and then said: [Okay.]
[However, the system is currently in a high-dimensional environment, and the remaining technology cannot allow the two low-dimensions to directly communicate with each other.]
[Forced communication will only cause them to temporarily connect with higher dimensions, causing huge trauma and eventually self-collapse.]
Zhang Zicheng frowned: "Is there no other way? I want to try to bring this Tilulu to another universe."
This is the backup plan he thought of before...
Anyway, Tiluru, the evil god, can even go back in time in the abstract. As her agent, she can even leave any small tasks to her.
At that time, in the Three Kingdoms universe, it will be almost equivalent to obtaining a world customization system.
Not to mention the grain plague, it directly turned Emperor Han Ling and those wealthy families into the poorest tenant farmers, allowing them to try to return all the wealth they had enjoyed for so many years to the fields in the tax system they designed.
Don't even think about dying if you don't finish it. If you can't grow enough food in one hundred years, it will take one thousand or ten thousand years. It will be finished one day.
After a moment of pause, the system replied: [Target: Tilulu. It has been determined that it can withstand a high-dimensional environment within 0.2 nanoseconds and has the basic material conditions to transfer the universe. Do you want to start the transfer immediately? 】 p>
Zhang Zicheng was stunned for a moment, not expecting it to be so simple, and then suddenly realized.
That's right, after all, Tilulu possesses one part in a billion of high-dimensional strength, so it's not surprising that she can withstand a high-dimensional environment for a short period of time.
Zhang Zicheng did not intend to say hello to Tilulu. He was about to order the transfer directly, but forced himself to think carefully.
After all, there is still a prisoner on this planet. Tiluru is gone, and he cannot perform subtle operations. What if the other party comes back? My white blood cells are too big. Even if I can swallow this arrogance, I am afraid that the earth cannot be saved.
So he still said to Tilulu, who was scolding the people: "Tilulu, the evil god imprisoned in the earth, can you kill him?"
After hearing Father God's words, Tilulu no longer pointed at the city residents in front of her who called her a liar, scolding them because they were bald and needed to wear a hat. After thinking for a moment, she lowered her head and replied hesitantly: "I'm not sure, Father God. I
I have never tried to destroy the essence of an evil god before, so I don’t know if I can succeed now that I have gained your power.”
Zhang Zicheng rubbed his eyelids tiredly: "Just give it a try."
After receiving the order from Father God, Tilulu nodded and snapped her fingers.
Ignoring what Tilulu did, Zhang Zicheng's physical fatigue prompted Zhang Zicheng to stretch, yawn, and lie back on the back of the seat.
He drooped his eyelids, picked up his phone and looked at the time. He found that the alarm he had canceled had already passed, and it was now 8:30 in the morning.
By this time, people from the company should have started checking in one after another.
The sun shines through the curtains indoors, and the sound of traffic on the street gradually becomes clearer.
Hearing the sounds from the outside world, Zhang Zicheng, who was sitting at the computer desk in the rental house, felt a little stunned for a moment.
Just now, I was facing some evil gods, people, and issues of life and death. It seemed as if I was really a god from above, overlooking all living beings.
However, looking back at the surrounding environment, there is no doubt that apart from a few super white blood cells, I am still an ordinary person.
Zhang Zicheng took a deep breath, there was a long way to go.
Although I am a bit sentimental and sympathize with the intelligent beings suffering in low dimensions and am willing to pay a negligible price to help them, I still have to continue to find ways to improve my quality of life.
After all, only those who are successful have the capital to help the world.
It's a pity that the super white blood cells were upgraded after swallowing the evil god. Now the water starch that reduces the dimensionality of this universe is still an ordinary water-containing starch. Otherwise, you can just look for those low-dimensional universes where there are no chaotic laws of life and physics.
Wouldn’t it be nice to upgrade all the cells in your body and transform into a super human?
After thinking about it, Zhang Zicheng turned his attention back to the screen in confusion when he realized that Tilulu had not responded to him.
I saw Tiluru standing there in a daze as she had finished snapping her fingers.
The people who were watching all around dispersed because of the old woman's strange behavior, fearing that she was a madman. During this process, someone didn't know who casually took away the gold coins used for the reward next to the old lady's stall.
Zhang Zicheng asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Tilulu just woke up from a dream, and said with a somewhat solemn expression: "Father God, although I did not succeed in killing Arrogance, I banished its essence until the end of time, and it can no longer affect the people of the earth."
But it’s okay, that arrogance didn’t even cause a splash.
Fortunately, Arrogance has not done anything to affect the earth since he appeared. The previous chaos in the city was accumulated over fifty years, so the delay does not matter.
In this case, it is good if there are no extraneous consequences.
Zhang Zicheng nodded, wanting Tilulu to prepare and take her to another universe.
Unexpectedly, Tilulu said with a strange expression: "But before Arrogance was teleported away by me, he said something... He said that Seonlis is not dead, and his essence is on the earth."
When Zhang Zicheng heard this, he suddenly had a headache.
Why isn’t it over yet?
These evil gods are really difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, I reduced my white blood cells at that time and directly devoured the immortal essence of the four evil gods, otherwise I would have been equally difficult to deal with.
At this time, Tiluru added: "I was just looking for the immortal essence of Seonlis, and I have found it."
"He is now an ordinary earthling, staying in a lunatic asylum in this city."
After finishing speaking, she whispered in a low voice: "No wonder the spiritual pollution here is the most serious... Even people on earth can get in touch with the great Father God through simple rituals."