Human Brain Ranch

Zhu Zhengwei glanced at the people around him, and took a few seconds to realize what happened now.

I am under house arrest.

Can't communicate with the outside world, locked in the prison of Chang'an City forever, working for Datang's Jiangshan?

After all, Emperor Tang is already bored, he no longer wants to fight wits with himself, and watch himself fish and drink tea, he no longer cares who he is.

Anyway, once you enter his house, you don't even think about going out. You can only work for him here.

"What if I don't want to?" Zhu Zhengwei couldn't help but ask.

"I believe that as long as you are a smart person, you will make the right choice."

Wei Zheng took over the right to negotiate this time, and said, "No matter who you were in the past, we will never let you go. You can only live here again."

"So, do you accept the life of a prison like a cage, or the life of a high-ranking prime minister?" Wei Zheng chuckled, "I believe that if you are alone, you will make a choice."

"Prime Minister, being under one person and being above ten thousand people is the ultimate goal in life that countless people desire." He added.

Zhu Zhengwei fell into silence. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said tentatively, "What if I commit suicide?"

"Huh." Wei Zheng was surprised, "You are an individual life, not someone's clone, even if it is the reincarnation of a certain existence, it is the original body, and you will not commit suicide, right? No one is so stupid as this, It is obvious that there is glory, wealth, and monstrous power."

"Also, even if you commit suicide, you will be resurrected in Chang'an City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, because you will go back to the past. This is meaningless."

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. The king wants his ministers to live, and suicide is impossible. This is Chang'an City."

Logically speaking, this is indeed the case, and I will not commit suicide.

As an individual independent life, compromise is the best way.

I wish Zhengwei knew what they were going to do with him.

Carrots and sticks, let yourself do the work for them!

After all, for Datang, this "hexagonal warrior" is no longer an inhuman creature they can understand!

How scary is it?

In the Tang Dynasty, each of the prime ministers and generals only had more than a dozen evildoers with "Heaven-level" qualifications, and after that there were hundreds of "pseudo-Heaven-level" geniuses. However, these geniuses all have their own strengths and are still very scarce. .

In other words, they only have a dozen talents in the "Heavenly Dao-level field"

And what about myself?

Although it is only a monster with "Heavenly Level" aptitude.

But the strategic implications are quite different.

I am an "all-around" specialty. One person is equivalent to hundreds or thousands of "Heaven-level" qualifications, covering all categories, combat, formations, refining weapons, and governing the country.

Even, in theory, as long as he squeezes himself madly, he will be a talent with millions of "Heavenly Level" qualifications. The existence of this level is of great strategic significance to Datang!

Therefore, they don't care who their real body is, and it doesn't matter if they can't find out, just arrest them first.

How could they let such a person go?

"It's outrageous, endless hell. Eternal reincarnation." Zhu Zhengwei felt numb in his heart, he understood Tang Huang's intentions. Right now, he really wants to be the prime minister, and this time the timeline will not restart.

after all.

He is also not willing to read and restart infinitely. He is afraid that the number of times of loading has reached the limit. He can only let the time of Chang'an City flow to the next time.

Zhu Zhengwei fell into deep thought.

"How?" Wei Zheng smiled and said with a lobbying attitude: "All the seats and powers of the prime minister will be given to you. However, you will never be able to leave Chang'an City, and you will not be able to communicate with the outside world."

This sounds nice, but it is actually house arrest!

Zhu Zhengwei tried to negotiate, "I can take over the prime minister's seat, but I'm grounded."

"It's impossible to compromise."

Wei Zheng shook his head and said: "From the perspective of probability, the probability of a person having the "Heaven-level" qualification is one in 70 billion. The probability of a person having two "Heaven-level" qualifications at the same time, you can calculate it. "

"The records in history are just a few people in the myth."

"And you, Omni-Dimensional Heavenly Dao Level, are basically impossible to be born naturally. There must be a big secret in you. It is really the reincarnation of an ancient existence. It is not surprising."

Wei Zheng smiled all over his face. "

"Please put yourself in your shoes and think about it. If it were you, would you let him leave Chang'an City? Even if you would take the initiative to come back, if something unexpected happened, it would be a loss we simply cannot afford!"

"At the same time, we will not allow you to communicate with the outside world. You may not have any prehistoric memory inheritance now, but the future is hard to say. There may be accidents, contact with the old department outside the past and so on."

Wei Zheng's words are very reasonable.

It is normal for him to be under house arrest and completely cut off his contact with the outside world!

In this way, although we can't find out the details, as long as we are completely isolated from the world, the details are not important

"Then, Mr. Prime Minister, from today onwards, you will be our Great Tang Prime Minister, the supreme Minister of the Ministry of War."

Wei Zheng was very calm, and said: "The development of Chang'an City depends on you. We will try our best to satisfy you. Even if you don't leave Chang'an City, you can live like a normal person."

Zhu Zhengwei: "."

For ordinary people, this is already a great benefit.

Apart from not being able to go out and communicate with the outside world, I only need to deal with the overwhelming "work" to enjoy the glory, wealth, and supreme power

Even for the prime ministers, they have basically lived in Chang'an City all their lives and worked here, so why go to a barbaric place outside?

This is the center of the world!

For them, the so-called foot ban has no restrictions.

But for Zhu Zhengwei, it was different.

"Then, let's start." Tang Huang looked up.

Click.

Zhu Zhengwei felt completely cut off from the outside world.

He was completely thrown into a confined space.

Immediately, he had a feeling that he had completely severed the connection with the main body, probably with some incredible force.

Chang'an City is indeed the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Even if an existence of the level of Immortal Zhenyuan came, the contemporary Human Sovereign, with the blessing of dragon vein luck, and the karmic luck in the dark, might only be seriously injured and escape.

From then on.

Can't contact Ontology by yourself?

Can you only become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty?

Zhu Zhengwei was silent for a while, "At the very least, guarantee an eight-hour working day."

the other side.

In Zuwu World, Zhu Zhengwei's creation god body, an ancient stalwart and vast existence, slowly unfolded in endless sleep, and he uttered a doubt, "My second clone, the breath of the ghost witch doctor, has completely disappeared? "