Due to the high-dimensional influence from Zhang Zichen himself, whatever he says will ignore the low-dimensional people's own cognitive level and force the other party to understand the meaning conveyed.
Even in some cities and villages, some people who were born deaf looked around in astonishment, babbling and dancing, shocked by the sounds they heard for the first time in their lives, and shocked by the complexity that could be expressed by just a few syllables.
Meaning.
Even some demented children who were lucky enough to grow up in wealthy families suddenly seemed to have opened their minds, their eyes were focused, and they suddenly shouted: "Huang Tian! Peace is coming! Peace is coming!"
The family was surprised, happy and horrified.
Even a demented child can actually understand the meaning of "Huang Tian" in Zhang Zicheng's mouth.
At this moment, no matter what the original meaning of 'Huang Tian' is, in Zhang Zicheng's understanding, it is a word coined by Zhang Jiao using the imaginary peaceful age under the Yellow Emperor as an example to express a world where everyone is equal.
, an ideal order where good and evil are rewarded and there is no exploitation.
Since Zhang Zicheng understood it this way, Huang Tian only allowed this to be the only explanation in this low dimension.
Even whether Zhang Zicheng is willing or not, he has the ultimate definition of all words in the world.
And this voice not only spread throughout the Nine Provinces, but even the barbarians could understand all the meanings of these words. Therefore, when these people faced this voice, they behaved even more furiously.
days.
For a time, unprecedented and complex discussions resounded on the earth, and the world was filled with noisy sounds.
Everyone was shocked and incredible, and quickly communicated with each other to make sure they all heard the same sound and meaning.
Some people doubted the authenticity of the sound and tried to find out its source. Some people felt great fear and awe, viewing it as the coming of God.
In addition, there are countless people, some are frightened, some are seeking knowledge, some are afraid, some are escaping reality and pretending not to hear, and some even kowtow and start talking about how miserable their life is, begging God for help.
Almost all the emotions that humans can show when faced with unknown emotions can be seen in a corner.
But these reactions just when hearing the sound are not what Zhang Zicheng wants.
The dinner hasn't started yet, why are you kowtowing?
Zhang Zicheng, who was sitting in front of the computer, twisted his neck, crossed his fingers and turned them outwards, stretched, and showed a smile of anticipation.
He once played a game called "This War of Mine".
In this game, players need to play several survivors to search for supplies in the ruins. Sometimes they will meet other survivors. They may be children or elderly people.
But the only choice the protagonist can make is to steal or not to steal.
This made Zhang Zicheng very dissatisfied.
Because he used the modifier to adjust tens of thousands of supplies for himself, why should the system judge him as stealing when he opened the old man's drawer and stuffed it with food, causing the old man to starve to death?
Now, there is finally an extremely realistic game that can realize Zhang Zicheng’s desire that is entirely based on self-satisfaction.
The golden hazy willpower is like a dust cloud in the universe, enveloping the entire earth with unstoppable natural power.
Everyone looked up in astonishment, no matter day or night, they watched the sky completely covered by golden auspicious clouds.
Although these willpower are just a fraction of what remains after strengthening Zhang Zicheng's spirit and strengthening the carrying capacity of the universe. But when facing a mere planet, it is difficult to say that there is any consumption.
After all, it is the will power accumulated from the timeline of tens of billions of years in the past and the future, and it is a one-time tax to the end of the universe.
Now that the taxes have been collected, of course we must fulfill our responsibilities.
Besides, Zhang Zicheng will still need these people to go to other universes to open up new environments for his will.
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As Liu Bei listened to the solemn and mysterious words in his ears, he could no longer weave the straw mat in his hands.
He was sitting in the market with a dazed look on his face, unable to hear the commotion around him.
In this prophetic word from God, the amount of information in each sentence is as heavy as a thousand pounds.
However, let’s not mention where the Eastern Han Dynasty went. The poems written by Cao Cao kept lingering in Liu Bei’s ears.
Just thinking about such a hell-like scene made Liu Bei's heart beat like a knife.
As a person with a relatively low tear point, he quickly rolled up his sleeves to wipe away his tears, regardless of the dirt on his face caused by the dust from the weaving of the straw mat.
"I must make friends with Cao Cao!"
"And, in such troubled times, I absolutely cannot let him appear!"
After secretly swearing in his heart, Liu Bei couldn't help but frown slightly and raised his head to look at the gradually spreading golden clouds in the sky.
God suddenly warned everyone in the world about the future. It is understandable that Liu Bei probably couldn't bear to see the tragedy in the world.
However... the yellow sky has arrived?
What does this mean?
Although he could understand the meaning, Liu Bei still didn't understand, how to do this?
Will the gods come down to earth, take over from the emperor of the Han Dynasty, become the ruler of both gods and humans, and rule the world?
When Liu Bei thought of this, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that it was unrealistic.
As a person who likes to think and who also studied under the Confucian scholar, Liu Bei did not have too many filters for the sages.
If the system of the sages was really good enough, how could the Qin Dynasty, which did not use the Zhougong system, destroy the six kingdoms and conquer the world?
Just as he was thinking wildly, Liu Bei suddenly felt his eyes dazzling and noticed something extra around him in his peripheral vision.
When he looked up in confusion, his eyes slowly opened wide and his jaw opened slightly, unable to close.
On the straw mat he was weaving halfway, there was a bag of rice that had been peeled, a bag of unknown vegetables that looked too bright, a piece of red meat wrapped in oilcloth, a bundle of firewood, an iron pot, and a bucket.
Water contained in luxurious transparent vessels, and an unknown small square box.
Neatly.
He just appeared blankly without any warning.
Some people were even walking and accidentally stepped on the tarpaulin bag and fell down.
The man was covered in rags and had a thin face. He got up from the ground cursing, and when he saw what was under his feet, his whole body stiffened instantly.
"Hey——!"
The whole city fell into an unspeakable silence.
Liu Bei's eyes also straightened.
Wait.
Is this such a peaceful and prosperous age?
Directly distribute food, vegetables, meat, firewood and water, right?
Isn’t this too simple and crude? Is it really okay?
Are there no obligations? Are there no responsibilities? Are there no rules and regulations?
Did this thing come out of thin air, or was it moved from other corners of the world? What do we need to pay to obtain this? Do we need to pay part of it for taxes?
Countless thoughts poured out of Liu Bei's mind like a fountain, making him feel dizzy almost immediately.
But in the end, he still had one more question, and he almost blurted it out, but couldn't hold it back.
He couldn't help but raise his head and asked loudly to God: "Dare I ask Huang Tian, is it just this time, or will it happen in the future?!"
After shouting, he shook his head mockingly.
How could Huang Tian answer an ordinary mortal like himself?
Otherwise, Huang Tian would have to answer everyone's questions, and even God would find it annoying, right?
At this moment, the voice sounded faintly again.
"Sent once a month."
"Ah————!!!!!"
The whole city was filled with the sound of gasping for air.