Chapter 799: With one city, I can save thousands of people and continue China for a thousand years!
"It is an extremely good result that we did not fall into the misunderstanding of [Ghost Signal-Supreme Agreement]."
Su Wen did not continue the debate,
"Your question is too grand and I'm not sure I can answer it, but if it's just one of the answers.
I can try."
He just took a step forward, and then truly walked into history. Walked into the misty and rainy Jiangnan fragment with mottled historical traces.
The city is surrounded by flames of war,
The handsome Mr. Scholar walked in gracefully, his figure looking particularly tall and gentle among the ruins.
The sun shines through the sparse clouds and dapples his learned face, adding a bit of otherworldly temperament to him.
And as his footsteps deepened,
The surrounding scene seemed to be awakened by an invisible force and began to slowly flow, showing the pain and desolation of the past:
The skinny parents, dressed in rags and with haggard faces, sat on their knees on the ruins, holding each other tightly with their hands, tears falling silently, wailing for their lost children.
In the dust not far away, a soldier with a broken arm looked pale. He leaned hard against the dilapidated wall, with rusty weapons scattered around him, which were proof that he had guarded this land.
The old men were sitting or lying in the morning light, but the light seemed to lengthen their rickety figures.
Time leaves only traces of pain.
And amidst this ruin and misery, a few dignitaries were preparing to flee in panic.
Their carriages galloped past, the sound of horses' hooves rushing and panicking, throwing up bursts of dust, and they didn't even care whether they trampled or even trampled to death some refugees who had nothing to begin with.
But the handsome scholar did not understand all this.
He drew his sword,
Just a few steps forward!
Then the sword light cut through the sky like lightning, precise and decisive.
Suddenly cut off those high-ranking officials or second-generation rich sons who trampled on others,
Blood splattered on the street!
Immediately afterwards,
Just after this swing of the sword ended,
He did not retreat at all, but instead held up a head that had just rolled down on the ground with an expression of fear and ferociousness, and walked towards the highest point of the city wall step by step.
During this process, Su Wen remained silent.
But that firmness and determination are as unshakable as a mountain, and the influence of the world around him suddenly rises!
That's right, compared to his previous methods of shielding, modifying, or enhancing psychic properties, that might be the real usage:
[World - a throne that does not require a coronation]!
And in the midst of such actions,
His figure was also stretched infinitely in the dawn, as if he was integrated with this ancient battlefield.
Behind him, one after another thin and homeless people followed him for some reason, and they climbed onto the tower.
Until now,
The handsome scholar looked at the densely packed enemy troops outside the city who had already surrounded everything with their supplies.
But there was no fear in his eyes, he just said slowly as if he was talking to someone:
"Today, I saved 10,000 people."
Su Wen's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to burst out from the depths of his heart, full of irresistible power.
"Then,
I will evolve the next thousand years for you."
This sentence is not only a response to his current dilemma, but also the answer to Kunlun's second question.
That's right,
Their questions are no longer about the present moment, but about the endless future.
Kunlun questions [Afanila]'s [Human Cultivation Plan] and the [Death Eden] that can never be escaped.
It questions the [virtual realm of the galaxy] of [no.7], and the [brain in a vat] that can never really wake up.
However, they finally chose to stop in the face of the [Wrong Signal-Reconciliation Agreement] that destroyed everything in [Tulsakra].
in other words,
The endless loop of questions that cannot be answered is its biggest [mistake]!
"so.
Kunlun, lend me a star."
As his words fell, the originally turbid sky seemed to be touched by an invisible force.
And an emotionless answer echoed in Su Wen's ears:
"good."
After all, this is basically a simulated data space.
moment,
The stars begin to waver!
Even the dawn sky bloomed with extremely dazzling light!
At this moment, the entire battlefield was shaken by this sudden vision.
Everyone looked up to the sky, their eyes filled with disbelief and awe.
As Mr. Scholar’s words fell,
The boundless and deep starry sky seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force. Stars began to fall slowly one by one, and finally converged into a huge fireball and fell from the sky.
This shocking sight is no stranger to Mr. Scholar, who has just experienced the game between Clemans and Laurenzril. He knows that this is a magnificent scene of falling stars.
However,
For these people in ancient times,
This scene was undoubtedly the manifestation of a [miracle], beyond all their knowledge and imagination.
When the refugees witnessed this scene, they were first shocked, then ecstatic and awe-stricken.
Many of them may have never seen such a spectacular scene in their lives. At this moment, they seemed to have been blessed and guided by God, and they knelt down on the ground and knelt down to worship Su Wen.
And those enemies who were originally waiting for them were completely defeated by this sudden force.
Fear spread among them like a plague, and they abandoned their weapons and fled in the chaos.
But in this chaos and panic, they could not even maintain basic order and rationality. Many people killed each other under the trampling of horse hooves, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Even though many enemy troops tried their best to escape from this land shrouded in miracles, they were in vain.
The huge fireball was like a punishment from heaven, mercilessly destroying all the forces that hindered it. Flames and smoke filled the entire battlefield, and all living creatures were involved in this catastrophe.
Su Wen looked at this scenery and just said calmly:
"Kunlun.
I am not, and I do not have such huge computing power to even attempt to exhaust the chaotic system.
But I have preserved this city, this vast country,
Even if it can only educate 10,000 knowledgeable people.
Ten thousand people,
After countless eras and ten centuries of inheritance, how much blood do you think they can still leave behind?"
As Mr. Handsome Scholar's words flowed gently, his eyes seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, instantly climbing to the boundless sky.
there,
The vast country of China unfolds slowly in a magnificent picture:
The morning light has just broken, and the golden sunshine shines on the winding mountains. The mountains are like dragons, with clouds and mist lingering in them, appearing and disappearing.
The river at the foot of the mountain is like a belt, winding and twisting, running endlessly from west to east.