Dream Guide

This is a wooden staff with a black light all over its body. It feels as warm as jade. Through a layer of black and shiny pulp, you can still see the wooden texture inside. The body of the stick is not straight and is twisted like a tree root. The thicker end of the wooden stick is curved, a bit like an ancient dragon-headed crutch.

The moment Aoki held the scepter, it felt like he was holding the roots of a living tree. The mighty spiritual power flows in and out from the texture of the wooden staff, like the breathing of a tree.

He unconsciously adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, gradually becoming consistent with the breathing of the wooden staff. The two breathing frequencies seemed to resonate, and then he heard the heartbeat of the whole world.

Of course this is not a real heartbeat, but a pulsation in the void that I feel. I don’t know where this pulsation originated. It seems to come from a very far away place, in the center of the Milky Way, or the center of the more distant universe, where a fetus is pregnant. This pulsation comes from the heartbeat of the fetus, like ripples, going round and round. The ground ripples and spreads.

The green wood turned into a tree again, standing tall against the sky, but not as unable to move as before. The branches stretched out one by one through the scepter in his hand, reaching to the sky, reaching to the soil, and reaching to the people kneeling on the ground.

He clearly saw one of the branches extending into the brain of a savage, but what he saw was not the structure of his brain, but the consciousness of the man.

That’s right, it’s consciousness. There was some kind of magical connection between him and his consciousness, like telepathy. He doesn't need to hypnotize him or guide him. He could see every thought he had, and similarly, he only needed one thought to make him understand.

The savage prostrated even lower, not even daring to raise his head, and groaned in a low voice.

Aoki couldn't understand his words, but he understood his thoughts: God, we obey your orders!

He tried to give the savage an idea to stand up. The savage stood up. But the Savage is not completely his puppet. He has his own consciousness and his own thoughts. He is still the same person.

There was just some kind of connection between them, as if there was a nerve bundle that passed through some invisible space and connected the brains of both parties. Just like two points on a plane, if they are connected with a line on the plane, they become a line. The two points will become part of this line and become one. But now these two points are connected by a line in the three-dimensional space, which is invisible to people on the plane. The two points on the plane are still two points, each independent, and only related through the higher-dimensional connecting line. This relationship is virtual on the plane, but it will actually affect each other.

Aoki began to direct the actions of a huge group of savages. He asked them all to stand up, then lined up and stood neatly.

Only then did he truly understand why the team looked so chaotic when Situ was commanding the battle. Because he can now direct the actions of every savage at any time, and everyone has become his hand. How stupid it is to stand in such a queue and form a phalanx at this time!

The universe always achieves its optimal laws in a seemingly disorderly order. Look at the stars in the sky, they are extremely scattered and disorderly, but they each have their own laws of movement. If they were all lined up neatly and uniformly, then God's IQ would be about the same as that of humans.

Aoki sent out an idea and asked everyone to do their own things. The savages dispersed with a bang, leaving only a few old savages and curious children.

The savage wizard was still kneeling in front of Aoki. Aoki didn't ask him to get up, so he didn't get up.

Aoki penetrated the spiritual power of his mind through a trace of the sacred wooden staff, and found that there were still doubts about him in the consciousness of the savage wizard. He was not like other savages who completely obeyed him as soon as they saw him. He was confirming whether the man in front of him was the god they praised.

Aoki wanted to learn more about their god, the sacred wooden staff, from him, but found that the savages didn't know much more than he did.

Petru and Mrs. Larry came over.

Petru looked at Aoki for a long time, as if he was confirming something, and then asked: "Who are you?"

Aoki said: "Actually, I don't know either."

Petru asked again: "Then are you related to these savages? Are you... relatives?"

Aoki was stunned by this question and said, "Probably not. You see, I look nothing like them."

Petru said: "That's good!" Then he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the head of the savage wizard.

Aoki didn't stop him.

On the surface, it seems that Aoki has now become the god of this tribe, and all the savages have become people who obey him, including the savage wizard. If he agrees with this fact, whether it is to maintain this relationship, cultivate his wings and power, or deal with the complex situation he will face next, he should protect his people and prevent them from being harmed.

But Aoki is a very lazy person. He is too lazy to be the leader of these people, too lazy to think about how to become a qualified leader, and even too lazy to analyze how much benefit this tribe's power can bring to him in the future.

And he didn't know why the savage wizard handed over the scepter so easily and didn't resist at all. It was clear from his consciousness that he was reluctant, but he handed over the scepter. His consciousness did not show why he did so. Maybe even he was confused.

Aoki didn't know how he became like this. At first he thought it was the wicker on his body, but later he discovered that this was not the case. The wicker was broken off from the old willow tree in the distant Liuying Lane, and was secretly put into his bag by Lifespan Flower. It couldn't possibly have anything to do with the twisted space on Orion's arm a thousand light years away.

If this is not a coincidence, but planned, then the flower of life is God! But this is obviously impossible. And if this wicker really brought about the magic, then it should be replaced by a sacred wooden staff and become the new scepter, but it didn't.

Aoki thought it was the sun in the sky, because when his spirit became a tree, there was a total solar eclipse in the sky where the sun blocked the sun. However, there seems to be no correlation at all with this, not even metaphysics.

Anyway, the savages obeyed, but he knew better that if he lost the scepter in his hand, they would no longer listen to him. Therefore, he didn't think about it so much. He only had to make one decision - should he stop Petru?

In the end, his decision was - I don't want to care about you!

Petru put his gun against the savage wizard's head, his finger reaching for the trigger. The savage wizard's mental power is not weak. Even if he loses his scepter, his mental power is still strong enough. But the strange thing is that he did not resist, but looked at Aoki quietly.

Mrs. Larry suddenly grabbed Petru's arm: "No, Petru, you can't kill him!"

"But, madam, I said I would avenge you." Petru straightened his arm stubbornly, without any trembling from the muzzle of the gun. "Have you forgotten what these people did to you?"

Mrs. Larry said: "I really can't forget it, Petru! But we need them! There is a third tribe here, and we may encounter a fourth or fifth tribe in the future. No one knows whether there will be a fourth tribe or a fifth tribe." What happened? Now that Mr. Aoki has finally made them surrender, we have to work with Mr. Stone to unite the two tribes in order to survive. And there are still too many things we haven't figured out yet, surrounding us like a mystery .Petrou, you can’t kill him, at least not now, put down the gun, listen to me, put down the gun! Everything will be fine!”

The red beard on Petru's face kept trembling. He took a deep breath and put away the gun: "Okay, madam, I listen to you. But I hope these guys will be more honest in the future, otherwise I will I can’t guarantee whether my gun will go off.”