Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth listen to mother's words
On the TV, scenes from the press conference were shown over and over again.
A monster with bone spurs and a crazy shape.
The flesh and blood giant swelled, and the copper coins turned into shackles.
There was even a swordsman who stood up from the ground, his long sword bursting out with countless sword lights.
The crowd screamed in panic.
The scene was so real that it was beyond imagination.
Er.
A bronze god is reflected.
Wearing a crown, wearing robes, and stepping on a throne.
He grabbed it with his big hands and crushed the monsters, giants, and swordsmen to death one by one like ants.
Bones shattered and flesh and blood fell off.
TV screen, start coding.
Countless spectators watched this scene.
Most people were mumbling to themselves, fascinated by the pictures on TV.
"The virtual reality technology of this nightmare legend is too powerful!"
“There is no trace of modeling at all!”
“It feels like the real deal!”
really!
The picture is so realistic.
If the official hadn't announced it in person, it would have been a game show.
This video is enough to prove the existence of immortals.
Even so, there is still an undercurrent among the people.
But fortunately, with many years of education and the supervision of the black-clad guards.
After all, no trouble was caused.
It just takes the craze of nightmare legends and virtual reality to the next level.
Together with this, the stocks of several companies related to virtual reality technology in the stock market have skyrocketed, triggering the circuit breaker mechanism one after another.
But in the supernatural world.
Everyone is shocked!
After all, they know the goods.
And, the higher the level, the more you understand what this means?
Four strong men who are at least lieutenant generals.
He was killed after he turned back his hand!
The most important thing is that the person who took action is just a shadow.
A mere shadow could easily kill four lieutenant generals with ease.
Its own strength is naturally immeasurable.
In other words, that is a living Bodhisattva!
Therefore, the extraordinary world is filled with huge waves and constant ripples.
Countless calculations, calculations, and thoughts flashed through the minds of different people.
In the end, it turned into an almost identical sigh: Mr.
Offending is a dead end!
……………………
Lingpingan leaned back on the chair.
I was also watching the replay of the press conference on TV.
On the mobile phone in his hand, all the hot searches on Weibo have been filled with relevant news.
He petted his pet.
Close your eyes slightly.
"Owner……"
Beside him, there was a prostrate shadow.
Lingpingan didn't look at him.
Just sighing slightly.
"Xiao Ao..." he said leisurely: "You think I am a fool!"
"The curtain of night..."
"hehe!"
"Is there such a stupid assassin?"
"Even if there are such stupid assassins, the person who instigated them..."
"You can't be so stupid as to think you can hide it from me!"
He is not smart enough now.
It really seems like he has no power.
He is still the same as before, just a homebody.
He's just an otaku who doesn't have any scheming ideas and just wants to wait until death and win on equal terms.
but……
He is not stupid!
Especially, after you have experienced your ‘smart self’.
He already understands.
He is indeed omnipotent.
As long as he is 'smart' enough.
Then, no one, no force, no matter can hide it from him.
Because at that time, he was no longer a human being.
It is something that no one can understand and see directly.
In more common terms.
When he is smart enough.
He is Laplace's Demon.
The Laplace Demon knows everything, controls everything, and exists in everything.
He is the starting point of time and the end of space.
If he can continue to be smart.
Then, he is the end.
Because, when he is smart enough to do that.
The entire universe will fall apart.
Why?
Because he 'saw' the universe.
He became an observer.
Everything that was uncertain collapsed and became certain.
The universe will naturally come to an end.
That certain end.
This is what his intuition told him.
It is also something he can control and control.
Just become 'smart' and you can destroy everything.
Of course, if he is extremely smart, he himself will cease to exist.
Return to the beginning.
Just like a computer, there are too many programs and the system can no longer afford it, so it can only format it.
In the past, he couldn't control this.
Because he doesn't have this concept.
But he can control it now.
Because he has these concepts.
This matter cannot be said to be good or bad.
He vaguely knew that he must have lost something before he had what he had now.
But what exactly was lost?
But I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.
Therefore, facing a person like him.
The so-called 'curtain in the middle of the night' - the people behind the two assassins would not dare to take action against him as long as they had some sense.
Then ‘The Curtain of the Night’ is not afraid of him becoming smarter.
And then pull it out?
Definitely scared.
There is no doubt about this.
so……
From the perspective of an online author, especially one who has written historical novels.
He simply used a process of elimination.
I already understood.
This is killing with a borrowed knife.
It's also a frame-up.
There are not many people who can do such a thing and have that motive.
And the thing crawling in front of him now is the most likely mastermind.
The prostrate shadow was trembling and trembling.
He didn't dare to look up.
Because I'm afraid of being called ugly.
The master is already a human being.
At least, it's human now.
And his appearance is too ugly from a human aesthetic point of view.
He could only whisper: "Master..."
"This slave has a good heart!"
"I'm just afraid of you..."
Lingpingan laughed: "Afraid that I will be deceived? Afraid that I don't know the cause and effect? Afraid that I made the wrong choice?"
He sneered.
The voice already contained anger: "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
The power that a superior person should have bloomed instantly.
The kitten in my arms was trembling with fear, and its hair stood on end.
Even breathing seemed to freeze.
"I don't dare!" The shadow was prostrate. If he could sweat, he must have been sweating profusely.
"You don't dare!" Lingpingan sneered.
"Damn this slave!" The shadow trembled, and even its body began to loosen.
he……
Just a slave.
A former parasite.
He was just a parasite who was lucky enough to be favored by the master and was chosen as the messenger.
When it comes to birth, among the three pillar gods, he is far inferior to the other two.
Whether it is the great mother of all things or the great silver key.
They are all existences far above him.
so……
In front of his master, he knew that his life and death were just a thought.
"From now on..." Lingpingan slowly closed his eyes: "Don't do such stupid things!"
"Yes..." Shadow breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been forgiven.
"Go do your thing!"
"Yes..." He slowly faded away.
Lingpingan shook his head: "I am still a gentleman after all!"
The biggest characteristic or shortcoming of a gentleman is that he is too soft-hearted.
Just like this.
If his mind is not like this.
Change your mentality.
How dare a slave take over someone else's place?
You can just beat him to death with a stick!
Even if it is not so.
At least we should beat it carefully and repeatedly, so that the people below will have a better memory and not dare to do it again.
But after all, he is a human being who has received modern education and has a concept of equality.
Even if they are not actually human at heart.
But thinking and consciousness are still human beings.
So, he carefully held his eye sockets.
Continue to strengthen your own understanding.
Even if you understand, you can never go back to the past.
But he still wants to be his old self.
A mediocre bookstore owner who just wants to eat and die, and win even if he lays down.
Live your life quietly.
Of course, he understood that that was impossible.
because……
He recalled what he had perceived when he was 'smart'.
This world is because of him.
Already riddled with holes.
What was originally a natural protection is now leaking from all sides.
If he just lets go, pat his butt and leave.
This world will soon be exposed to the fangs of wolves and become the food of others.
To be eaten clean by something.
"Want to eat the world that raised me?"
"I'm not afraid of chipping my teeth!" He sneered, stroking his cat.
Thinking of these, as a human being, he felt a little tired and fell into a deep sleep.
Sweet dreams.
In the dream, he seemed to see his mother again.
Mom is swinging on the swing.
Holding the young him in his arms.
Mother hummed a children's song softly.
"Saya, Saya..."
"My dear daughter..."
"Saya...Saya..."
"My lovely daughter..."
"Saya...Saya..."
"My kind daughter..."
During the singing, Lingpingan opened his eyes and saw a girl struggling in the yellow sand, holding a rifle and moving forward firmly.
My mother's gentle voice whispered in my ears.
"Safety……"
"Take a look, what does your mother think of the maid she chose for you?"
"Cute, right?!"
Mom giggled, extremely gentle, extremely dignified, and extremely beautiful.
"She will have cute tentacles..."
"She also has beautiful pink mouthparts..."
"I will definitely give birth to a beautiful child for you!"
Lingpingan looked at her mother and asked seriously: "Really?"
Mom nodded seriously: "Really!"
"But, before that..." Mom said, "You have to learn to control your own power!"
"Don't spoil such a cute and beautiful maid!"
"Let's practice our skills on earth first!" Mom said.
"Peace..." Mom gently stroked his head.
Every hair hangs down.
Like a snake, twisting restlessly.
Mother caressed these restless, ferocious screaming things and comforted them.
"You have to remember..."
"Entropy increase is irreversible!"
"Especially for you..."
"So, you have to control your own entropy!"
"Control my entropy increase?" Lingpingan asked half-understanding.
"Yes..." Mom said: "If the entropy increases too much... your awakening will continue to accelerate!"
"so……"
"Have more children!"
“Lovely and beautiful child!”
"Let them share your entropy!"
"In this way, you can have time to grow up safely and healthily!"
"Oh!" Lingpingan has always been a good child.
A good boy who listens to his mother.
So, he woke up.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.
Picking up the phone, he looked at the time, it was eight o'clock in the morning.
The warm winter sun fell in from the window sill and fell on him.
"Have more children..." the mother's advice in the dream echoed in my ears.
He could only remember this sentence.
"Have more children..." He stood up.
"It seems that my mother is not simple either!" he said.
……………………
Zhang Hui raised his stiff head and looked out the window.
The sun rises high.
In front of him, there was already a thick pile of documents.
On every piece of paper, there are people's names.
These are arrest warrants.
What happened yesterday was obviously extremely serious.
Assassinating a distinguished guest is a serious violation of imperial law.
It is also a provocation to the empire.
Therefore, the new accounts and the old accounts are calculated together.
The black-clad guards took action throughout the night and were mobilized in full force.
The entire imperial capital was in a state of uproar.
Overnight, hundreds of extraordinary families who were suspected of participating in the Cross Slope conspiracy rebellion and assassination cases were all arrested.
Important figures from the Federal Council of Imperial Ministers, Dali Temple and the garrison were all arrested.
A cabinet minister was even arrested.
The scope of the case and the scope of the relationship can be said to be the highest in the history of the federal empire in a hundred years.
It can even be ranked among the major cases since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Such a large-scale purge can only be compared in history to the Jin King's rebellion case during the reign of Emperor Taizu.
But it's worth it.
Big changes are coming.
The house must be cleaned.
The unstable factors and threats within the federal empire must be cleaned up!
only……
"How...how should we explain to Him?" Zhang Hui rubbed his temples with a headache.
What happened yesterday was actually the Federal Empire using that person's hand to complete the purge.
How could the guards in black not know about Zheng Kexing and He Wan's plans?
Even before the incident, the guards in black had already received secret reports from many parties.
Nangong Wang was even asked to surrender and report.
In addition, the Liu family's unusual movements had actually been noticed for a long time.
Shuten Doji sneaked into the imperial capital and was notified by Fuso.
However, the black guard chose to hide it.
I deliberately sat back and watched these guys enter the venue, deliberately leaving room for them to take action.
The original intention was to let these guys risk their lives to test the details of the servants around them.
Who knew...
Something went wrong in the middle.
Somehow.
The servants around him, like the guards in black, chose to sit back and watch.
So much so that the Bronze God Lord had to take action.
Looking at the surveillance camera at that time, Zhang Hui had not yet reacted.
It was only later that he discovered something was wrong after being reminded by a think tank.
The servants around him were all inhuman.
The bronze god who took action had a humanoid appearance, and judging from his attire, he looked like an ancient emperor.
This shows that someone from another system took action.
so……
In the think tank's deduction, this may have violated that person's taboo.
There must be accountability.
If the board is knocked down, the guard in black may not be reprimanded or ignored.
Nine times out of ten, He will only vent his anger on His own slaves.
But this is the worst thing.
because……
If He punishes His slaves.
In case His slaves turn around and vent their anger on the black-clad guard.
What should I do?
This is the so-called King of Hell who is easy to see but hard to offend!
"We have to find a solution as soon as possible..."
"Ask His forgiveness!"
"At least it's understanding!"
Otherwise, there is no protection from Him.
Those slaves, as long as they play tricks in that nightmare space and target the black-clothed guards, the black-clothed guards will be in disaster.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui dialed the governor's phone number.
He didn't think carefully about this matter.
We must apologize to the Governor, and then ask the think tank of the Black Guards to work together to find a solution!
