Human Brain Ranch

The majestic and magnificent temple.

On both sides are huge stone carved stone statues.

An old emperor stood quietly in front of the palace, the endless rosy air was overflowing, and there was an innumerable loneliness.

Shi Guangzhi is the emperor, heavy rice.

Even if his death is imminent, this old man still has the atmosphere of killing, tyranny, blood, and unruliness that lingers throughout his life, which makes people feel a great sense of oppression.

He stood quietly, enough to make many fairy grasses in the pool next to him feel scalp numb. Ever since this emperor came here, he suddenly woke up in this sleeping game without any sleepiness.

A fairy grass swayed and twisted its body,

"Wow! This look full of nostalgia is so tasteful. Everything you look at is memories. What you think about is the past. What you see is regret I have lost that kind of heroic emperor who dies in old age, looking back at the dying moments of his life."

A fairy grass blooming beautifully, is a sister paper,

"Is the technology so advanced now? Is this an actor or an AI? What I seem to see is not a movie, but a vast epic in real history. Every move has a taste and ancient charm."

“It has a strong sense of history, as if you were there.”

"Niu Niu Niu, quickly add chicken legs to the special effects artist!"

Some "World" players are admiring the excellent production of this wallpaper game.

They thought it was a step-by-step drama movie aesthetic game, but they didn't know that all of these were real scenes that actually happened, and there was a strong sense of history in it, which was impossible for movies to imitate.

At this time, the old man was still waiting.

In the sky, the glow is getting stronger and stronger.

A figure finally landed from above the clouds.

At this time, Zhu Zhengwei used a little bit of GM authority to mobilize Fengyun and descend from the sky, which can be regarded as a sign of a little god appearing.

He looked at the middle-aged traveler in the tea shed back then, the leader of the revolutionary army, who had completely achieved fame, embarked on the road of kingship he dreamed of, and also ushered in the end of his life.

Boom!

There was a thunder.

At this moment, this god with moles of tears descended step by step from the clouds, lingering with pure white and holy brilliance, like the only true god in heaven and earth.

A fairy voice came:

"The Emperor of Humanity pays much attention to rice, and has been an emperor through the ages."

"I wish Wu Jiyuan, the great unity of the human race. Since you started, you have cultivated longevity for the world, and you will live with the wind."

"You are destined to be remembered by future generations. You have no regrets in this life. You have fulfilled your dream. Why do you want to see me?"

This voice has a sacred and serene feeling, full of the sense of emptiness of the years, every word seems to open up the years of history, and let people see a majestic and majestic hero in the world, an eternal emperor who is entrenched in the myth of human history .

The terrifying aura overwhelmed the entire temple.

"It's numb, there is such a sense of oppression in just a few paragraphs, is this a god?"

"I was so shocked by the spectacular opening scene of the gods that my scalp was numb. It was such a terrifying pressure. The aura was too scary. Is this the breath of a god? This superb line skills, this plot wallpaper game, is destined to become a god!"

"Wow! Cool!"

Quite a few looked disturbed.

They were in the pool, watching the gods descending from the sky, as if a weak soul had seen a vast soul giant, as if they had seen the center of the entire world, the only true god who held the authority of the world.

That kind of oppressive feeling from the soul is like howling wind.

This VR game is simply too realistic.

Immersive, can't this blow up?

They never imagined that a small wallpaper viewing game could achieve this scale. Did the game production team own a special effects company? How much would it cost?

"What are they discussing?"

Zhu Zhengwei pricked up his ears and couldn't help laughing as he listened to the conversations of the servers.

However, he also let it go and ignored it.

Just take it as the sound of the wild flowers and grass next to it being blown by the wind.

Just treat it as a natural noise, they are noisy, laughing, playing, happy, angry, what have they to do with this world? ?

After all, in a sense, they are really just spectators of "The World".

This moment.

Emperor Shi Guangzhi showed no timidity on his face, but instead showed a look of old age, "I knew you would come, from the moment I saw you in the tea shed, I knew that we would meet again."

Zhu Zhengwei just looked at him.

But in the next second, Emperor Shi Guangzhi's old look just passed by for a moment, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Dare to ask, is it a god who appears in front of you, or is it the traveler who met by chance in the tea shed and talked happily?"

"What's the difference?" Zhu Zheng smiled.

Ha ha ha ha!

Emperor Shi Guangzhi suddenly laughed heartily, and said boldly: "If you are a god, please enter the temple and bow three times and nine times! If you are a traveler, just like the old saying, sit in a teahouse and talk and drink, and treat it as a friend. !"

Emperor Shi Guangzhi waved his hand, dismissed all the terrified and frightened ministers and guards around him, strode away directly from the entrance of the temple, and came to the tea shed next to him, "Please sit down."

Zhu Zhengwei looked at the tea shed.

He knew that this extremely paranoid man with dreams wanted to end his life at the very beginning.

The tea shed was the starting point of his destiny, and it was also a turning point of his destiny. He had already ordered people to migrate perfectly to the temple, and even planted an identical fairy grass on the top of the tea shed.

Zhu Zhengwei took the seat and sat down.

The old man also sat down behind him, as if he asked the same question as he did back then, he clasped his fists and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Zhu Zhengwei looked at him and suddenly laughed completely.

It is no accident that this man has come to this point!

If the other party begged for longevity, begged God for help, and showed fear, Zhu Zhengwei would look down on him instead.

Because he knew the character of this man at first sight.

Heroic, pure, and ruthless, he is simply a desperate lunatic, a leader of the revolutionary army who is eager for change and will not hesitate to shed blood to overthrow Emperor Shi Guangchangshou!

How could such a desperate hero be afraid of death?

As Emperor Shi Guangzhi, he is sitting on countless fairy grasses. He could have lived forever and embarked on the same miserable road as Zhang Zhi, but he is a radical madman. After learning the "magic way", I chose to burn my lifespan, and turn into a burning butterfly with a brilliant life, only to rapidly promote the development of civilization.

Zhu Zhengwei changed to a more relaxed sitting position under the tea shed, glanced at him, answered his question, and said calmly: "I came from the old days, and I am going to the future."

The emperor's body trembled, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "I once met an old man when I was young, and he also said that he came from the old days. He was an admirable ancient saint. The immortal who came over, according to him, was born between the old and new eras."

Zhu Zhengwei still smiled, "I recognize him."

Emperor Shiguang Zhizheng didn't intend to continue the conversation on this topic, but suddenly smiled very proudly at an old friend whom he had known for a long time: "God of Yongshou, what do you think of my achievements in this life?"

"I've said it." Zhu Zhengwei took a sip of tea.

But he showed a touch of pride and arrogance, showing off like a simple child, "I have done a lot in my life! Do it recklessly! Do it regardless of the eyes of outsiders! Overthrow the tyranny and leave an eternal foundation for future generations, I have done all the evil things, but in the future, they will understand my painstaking efforts!"

With a domineering look on his face, he pointed in the direction of the distant coastline,

"I, when I ruled the country, it was a miracle in the world to build and continuously strengthen the 'City of Hundred Stones' with millions of slaves!"

"The boulder surrounds the land, with a million bows and crossbows on standby, and there are twelve cities on the wall of the boulder, where 600,000 soldiers can be mounted to fight. The lighthouse is bright day and night, and thousands of troops are waiting to guard and patrol the ocean. If you want to go and never return."

He waved his sleeves, pointed at his feet, and said with a smile: "I, I am going to rule the world again! In this way, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, all evils will be killed, and there will be countless experimental subjects for research, opening up the road to the future."

"No matter how you think about it, I created this eternal foundation. After death, the empire will inevitably continue for thousands of years and be immortal!"

He counted all kinds of his life, his proudest achievements, his most proud ambushes, and his fear when facing the death of Shi Guang Changshou Emperor, and he was ecstatic when he found that fairy grass.

Zhu Zhengwei listened calmly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, dusk fell, and night was about to fall.

Emperor Shi Guangzhi kept talking, his mouth was dry, his breath was exhausted, his voice was weak,

Pointing to the sunset glow of this day, he said:

"I should have died a long time ago, but there are still some things that I can't let go of. It wasn't until I finally finished the "Book of Survival" that I completely relaxed. To be honest, it is a miracle that this body can support it to this extent."

He smiled, stood up again, took two slow steps forward with old steps, and pointed to the stone tablet of the City of Hundred Stones, "That stone tablet was cast back then, and now it is more and more true that it describes it."

"oh??"

Even when he was dying, the old man's tone was still full of toughness, "I still believe that mortals must accept their own mediocrity, and the strong must accept their own death. This is the saddest thing in this world."

He has a domineering posture of swallowing mountains and rivers, with his hands behind his back, "But as the first generation of Emperor, I must lead by example, and as a'human', accept a person's life calmly, and accept this most tragic thing in the world."