Lin Yi looked at these three choices and narrowed his eyes.
After chopping firewood a hundred and eight thousand times to activate this system called "The Gentleman's Way of Choosing," Lin Ke calculated the number of times he chopped firewood every day and the number of days it took him to get here.
He has been here for more than ten days.
Split firewood a hundred and eight thousand times?
If you chop once per second, it means 360 times in one hour, 3,600 times in ten hours a day, and 36,000 times in ten days.
However, Lin Ke's predecessor was used to chopping wood. After Lin Ke fully adapted to this body, he could chop two or three pieces of wood in one second.
Plus, if he has nothing to do, he can even hack for twelve, thirty or four hours a day.
After a rough calculation, it seems that this system was brought by him, not "Lin Ke" himself.
"Choose one, two, or three..."
Looking at these three lines of words and the "Fourteen characters do not contain punctuation marks" in brackets in the system, Lin Ke didn't complain too much, but thought about it carefully.
Trade-off? Choice?
The meaning expressed by this system is actually very obvious.
Make multiple choice questions, each choice represents a certain result!
The first option means that he will eventually enter the Taoist Gate.
The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all in the upper third class. Regardless of whether you have Confucianism, Taoism or Buddhism, you are definitely at the top of society.
The second option is slightly weaker.
The geniuses of military strategists are naturally inferior to the first type of Taoists.
Daozi!
It doesn't sound like much at first, but if you convert it into a dynasty...
The Taoist Taoist disciple is equivalent to the prince of the imperial dynasty!
If there is no third option, then the best option is undoubtedly "choice one", to become a Taoist and start the path to immortality.
However, there is a third option here.
What is the third option?
Confucianism!
In the whole world, among the top three, the middle six, and the bottom nine, who is the most prominent?
Three statues, six paths and nine streams...
It seems that there are three people standing in a tripod, but in fact, one family is the only one!
Not to mention that among these three choices, only the third choice does not affect Lin Ke's future involvement in other streams.
So, how to choose between these three options?
The answer is very simple.
Thinking of this, Lin Ke's eyes flickered, and he had made a decision in his heart.
I saw him tightening the hatchet in his hand and picking up a thick piece of firewood from the side.
As soon as he took the firewood and touched it, Lin Ke's mind came up with the center of gravity, center, weak points, etc. of the firewood.
how so?
Nothing but familiarity!
In ancient times, there was an oil seller who took a gourd and placed it on the ground, covered his mouth with money, poured out the oil in a ladle, and put it in through the money hole, but the money was not wet.
It is said that there was an oil seller in ancient times. He placed a gourd on the ground, covered the mouth of the gourd with a copper coin, and slowly poured the oil into the gourd with an oil ladle. The oil was poured into the gourd through the money hole, but the money was not wet.
This is familiarity!
Ten years of chopping firewood, now you have to put it to use, concentrate on it, and reach the top!
"Snapped!"
The hatchet swung down and hit the weak point of the firewood without any bias. Suddenly, the firewood was split and instantly turned into two halves of the same quality.
Then, he quickly picked up the next piece of firewood and chopped it with his knife almost without thinking, hitting the target with one stroke.
Then the next one...
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
…
In an unknown pavilion, two middle-aged men were playing chess.
"Snapped……"
The sound of falling pieces sounded from time to time. On the chessboard, there were black and white, and two big dragons were fighting with all their strength.
And these two chess players also have their own characteristics.
One of them was wearing a black attire, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, his face was fierce, and he was sitting on a chair with a golden sword. He didn't look like he was playing chess, but like a businessman having a drink or a quarrel.
The sitting posture and expression of the middle-aged man opposite are completely different. He has gray hair on his temples and is wearing a white gown. He sits upright, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist. He is well-dressed and solemn. Sitting there, he has an aura as deep as the abyss.
, at first glance, he looks like a scholar.
The two of them said nothing, their eyes fixed on the chessboard, as if they were fully devoted to the chess game.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man in black clothes who had just raised the white piece was stunned for a moment, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then after his eyes recovered, he suddenly said: "Old man, can anyone do it?"
The middle-aged man in white shirt opposite him kept sitting upright and motionless when he was stunned. After he came back to his senses and asked questions, he slowly replied: "Female family members are not allowed, but everyone else is allowed."
"Okay, okay."
The man in black attire rubbed his hands happily: "I have chosen that, I will come down here today, let's just treat it as a tie, haha, hahaha, hahaha!"
As he spoke, the man in black attire stretched out his rough big hand, touched the chessboard hard, and kneaded it like dough.
The chessboard suddenly became chaotic.
"It doesn't matter, just call him after the game is over." Unexpectedly, the man in white shirt opposite him waved his hand.
An invisible force emerged, and the chessboard that had been disrupted suddenly returned to its original state.
Then the man in white shirt said: "Come on, continue."
"Hey!? Are you sick, you old man?" The man in black attire glared like bells: "It's just a game of chess, why are our matters so important?!"
"Then admit defeat." The man in white shirt glanced at him lightly.
The man in black immediately cursed and sat down, but after sitting on the aisle, he was suddenly startled, and then subconsciously looked at the man in white.
This time, the man in white clothes was also stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the man in black clothes.
"Okay, I did make a choice this time, haha." The man in black laughed loudly: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."
The man in white shirt frowned, and his mind wandered away from the chessboard.
When he frowned, his gray temples became motionless, and the surrounding space suddenly became distorted to varying degrees, and the air trembled slightly.
But when the man in black saw the man in white frowning, he looked happy: "How is it? Haha, then I summoned him?"
The man in the white shirt was silent and just nodded slightly.
The man in black was overjoyed when he saw this: "It seems that I am going to win this bet! Haha, hahaha!"
The man in white shirt looked at the man in black and said softly: "You son of a whore."
"You're here again?!" The man in black glared and raised his eyebrows. The bloody aura around him gradually rose, rolling in the air, showing the appearance of thousands of troops.
The man in the white shirt picked up the teacup at hand with a calm expression and took a sip without reacting too much, as if the bloody aura was just a breeze blowing against his face.
The two of them said nothing, and there was only silence in the pavilion.
However, at this moment, the two of them seemed to have seen or sensed something, and suddenly their faces changed.
"Impossible! Such a rhyme..."
"What a poem! What a poem! Haha!"
…
On the other side, Lin Ke finished chopping firewood but did not stop.
With a leisurely and lazy pace, he walked to the chai door, stretched out gently, and made a sound of "ah", which seemed extremely comfortable.
Then he slowly sat down against the door, rested his head on his hands, crossed his legs, focused his eyes on the horizon, and then slowly relaxed his eyes.
Looking at the sunny sky and the rolling clouds, I squinted my eyes slightly and showed a lazy smile on my face.
Then he chuckled lightly and said to himself in an ethereal and lazy voice:
"Who wakes up from the big dream first?"
"My whole life...I know myself!"
What choice one, choice two, choice three?
Only children can do single-choice questions, and the adult world only has multiple-choice questions!