Human Brain Ranch

New Year 0324 AD.

The tuna family began to get involved in the political arena, investing in the new emperor of You country, the thirteen-year-old You Youdi.

They began to help the new emperor unite with the old ministries, and used a lot of financial resources to help the weak new emperor, who had inherited power, quell the civil strife. The younger brother of the girl from the Zhong family became the country's finance minister.

New Year 0327 AD.

Emperor Shi Guang Changshou has disappeared for too long.

Everyone knew that in that situation, he was not far from death.

Zhu Wu Tunfeng eats his breath, but his fragile body is no different from that of a mortal. If he is not treated, he will die.

"So many years have passed, if he recovered, he would definitely return to [City of Hundred Stones], but he didn't."

"died."

"It should be dead."

Over the years, countless people have speculated, and panic is spreading.

"Royal power" is no longer, the slave dynasty is about to perish!

And on this day, the Slave Dynasty finally discovered the corpse of Emperor Shi Guang Changshou.

It's all settled.

The most powerful emperor who had ever been famous for a while, unexpectedly died on a mountain in a remote mountain village, in a cave that no one cares about.

"His injury can obviously be treated, and there is a village under the mountain."

At that time, the middle-aged traveler was a lot older after all, and he already had gray hair. He lowered his head and looked at the corpse seriously, "But even if he died of serious injuries, this man who doesn't trust anyone, still carries out his ideas. , don’t ask anyone for help.”

"He also doesn't have the heart of family and country."

He spoke slowly, "As long as he has some conscience, he also knows that he must pass on the 'royal power' before he dies, even if it is a fool or a child on the side of the road."

The middle-aged man showed a trace of sarcasm, "I admit that he is very talented, he is indeed a hero in a sense! But he chose to drown in the dream of longevity with a selfish heart!"

"king"

The people around showed despair.

This is the worst case scenario.

This arrogant and arrogant tyrant would rather die than hand over the "royal power" to them, or appoint the next "king" to spread the power between the heaven and the earth.

"Time waits for me, my luck is indeed too bad."

Suddenly he lowered his head and looked at the corpse. Shi Guang Changshou Emperor's hands were grabbing a weed before dying, like a drowning man grabbing his last hope.

The type of weed seems familiar.

He vaguely felt that something was being pried in his mind, and doubts hovered in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

"What the hell is it? What did he see before he died? Or what was he looking for?" He paced out, and suddenly had a strong feeling that if he could break through that layer of mysterious fog, the secret of his destiny would be lost. God will truly open his arms to himself, and he will step into the next longevity emperor.

"what exactly is it?"

New Year 0299 ​​AD.

In You Country, Xindi's micro-service privately visits Tuna Port.

The Empress walked onto an island, and far away was an exquisite and gorgeous castle, luxurious stained glass windows, and a huge tuna clock tower, standing on the coastline at the edge of the island.

"As expected of the family known as the 'Ocean Clock', the wealth is incomparable to a country. My country is currently in financial shortfall, much poorer than you." The young empress praised.

"Your Majesty is absurd."

That little girl back then, Zhong Qingyu, had already entered middle age.

They walked through the promenade, with magnificent carvings on both sides, inlaid with gemstones, and oil paintings full of artistic atmosphere hanging around them.

"This is the painting "The Tyrant Near God" by Mr. Li Su of the Bronze Jingshan Temple. It describes the scene of the wind and sand battle, the battle in the Gurbantunggut desert, and the three-way melee."

"There is also Mr. Yinzhu's deathbed statue "Slave Worker Ada" who died 30 years ago."

"This turned out to be the long sword forged by the weapon master Lin Baozheng!"

The empress has received the best education in the world since she was a child, and the works displayed here are all rare treasures without exception. Even her palace does not have such a rich collection.

The port is really a rich place.

Countless treasures and merchants will pass by here, grasping this place is equivalent to grasping the transit thread of the world.

"Where is it?" Zhong Qingyu shook her head, she was no longer that girl with dreams and longing for love, but a politician, a leader of a family who was invincibly rich.

Instead, Zhong Qingyu looked at the girl in her teens with a hint of envy, "To you, no matter how wealthy a mortal is, it's just a caterpillar that can easily squeeze out juice with a single thought."

Emperor Youyou shook his head, "Our power is getting weaker and weaker with each inheritance, but we can't find a way to go down the road. If this continues, there will be no life in the world that can sense 'qi'."

God's three hundred queens?

She thought of the records more than two hundred years ago, it was a mysterious era.

Continuing to walk and visit along the way, Emperor Youyou was greatly surprised.

She saw many treasures, even the most ancient relics of old civilizations, iron boxes with precision parts called radios, and various mechanical creations of the old era. She was amazed. Even Emperor Youyou had the idea to kill this family, Confiscate all their property and fill the empty treasury!

"It's a pity that I can't. If I treat my loyal ministers who do their best to help me like this after I first ascended the throne, I will not be far from being destroyed." Emperor Youyou walked all the way, and suddenly saw an oil painting, which was not signed.

In the painting, a man with a mole of tears is walking leisurely in the harbor at dusk, looking at the blue water and blowing the endless sea breeze.

This familiar face moved Emperor You You, and she still remembered a sketch hidden in a photo frame deep in the palace, which was left by the first two emperors of You Kingdom who established You Kingdom.

The picture in the sketch is a man with a tear mole and a refined appearance, saving the two of them.

The two founding ancestors wrote:

"I didn't know its origin and background back then, but I only thought it was amazing and mysterious, and I took it as an idol in my heart. The sisters discussed it day and night, and their hearts sprouted. But after the great shattering, looking back at the past, the two of us realized that there was a great horror in it."

"That day, he was actually using the power of wishing witches to drive away bandits and swallow wind and breath, long before our three hundred girls!"

"If our three hundred women are called [God's Three Hundred Queens] by the world, then the existence of the old civilization that used power proficiently before us may be that [God]."

This old record may be the closest to the truth of the world! !

And their You royal family is the blood that is closest to the secret truth in this world.

They have guessed countless times. Since they have seen the two ancestors, it may be reasonable for that mysterious man to have seen the remaining 298 people in the distant years of catastrophe in the old era.

This is the common ground, God may exist in history.

Recalling the scene, Emperor Youyou couldn't help pointing at the elegant man with the tear mole in the oil painting on the wall, saying: "God!"

"What?" Zhong Qingyu didn't react.

"Nothing." Emperor Youyou also quickly reacted, and asked calmly: "Which one of you kept this painting? I didn't even recognize it."

Zhong Qingyu looked at Emperor Youyou's gaffe, and suddenly reacted. He looked at Emperor Youyou's tear mole, which symbolized divine power, and an incredible idea came into contact with him, the man of God

Of course, she would not admit that she drew it herself, but she pretended to be plain and said: "It was left by a debtor port businessman. I don't know who the artist is, but I kept it because I saw that the painting has a good artistic conception."

"Oh." Emperor Youyou was a little unwilling.

They quickly invited the current emperor to lunch.

Very rich dishes, delicacies from mountains and seas, silver tableware, entertained without any gaffe.

After the reception was over, Zhong Qingyu couldn't wait to run back to the secret room of his room, and took out a pot of well-cared-for green plants.

"Wow, the beautiful young lady came to see me regularly every day again."

"But Miss Sister is getting old. She has lost her greenness year by year, and now she is full of charm. Look at this big butt, must be more than 30?"

"I really blew up this self-healing and beautiful game. The production team is very attentive. My scene should be a potted plant, accompanying the girl who comes to see me every day to grow up, become an adult, become old, become an old woman, and finally be buried in the ground. A stop-motion movie, right?"

"It's really a super creative beauty! As expected of "The World", it looks at human life from the perspective of plants."

He is still admiring.

But only saw the next second, the woman hesitated for a moment, directly uprooted him, gently parted her vermilion lips, revealing a mouthful of silver teeth.

"Oh, is this going to kiss me?"

"Wow wow wow wow, it's a erotic welfare!!!"

"Wait!" But he soon realized something was wrong, and rushed forward with a bloody mouth.

He murmured, and suddenly came to his senses completely.

Am I being eaten?

Nima, is this a healing game?

This is a horror game!

His consciousness was completely hazy, probably because he was about to fall asleep?

"Fuck! This is fine too! As expected of the production team, I've realized it too!"

"There is still this way of sleeping, it is a variant of the previous scene of smashing medicine"

"Love love love!"

Zhong Qingyu found that after eating that herb, he gained some mysterious power, as if he had opened the door of heaven and earth, and the whole world was different.

She walked up to the attic at dusk, opened the window, and the salty sea breeze poured into the room. The sea view outside the window was beautiful. Between the sky and the earth, above the ocean, wisps of air were drifting, so beautiful that it was not like the scenery in the world.

"This is the world??"