Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng then used the "Spirit Summoning Technique" to test it, and he had to admit that the red-haired alien was not lying.

The opponent's soul cannot be summoned.

Can a person be conscious without a soul?

If it is a person from this world, it is definitely impossible.

But Wen Rensheng was different, he knew that in his previous life, this was the truth.

The past life is a materialistic world, and the reincarnation of souls is all illusory. There is nothing mysterious about human consciousness. It is a collection of bioelectrical signals produced by a highly developed brain.

In fact, many animals can prove to have self-awareness, such as dolphins and killer whales. They can pass the mirror test and know that another image in the mirror is themselves, and they will not recognize other objects.

Since animals have them, consciousness is not such a mysterious thing.

And the seven people who have just been pressed are a typical example of completely abandoning soul and flesh and blood, and pursuing eternal life of consciousness.

They even gave up on the xenomorphs.

Wanting to understand this, he didn't have much to do, and directly called the inspectors to ask them to pack up the seven computer arrays and the seven conscious bodies inside.

The following city of Time, will naturally be taken over by Xiaohuan's priests, after all, it is a mature city with a population of one million.

"Old Wen, it really didn't disappoint me. It brought such a big harvest just by making a move." Liu Xuncha then called.

"It's okay." Wen Rensheng said flatly.

"That's fine, I still have something to do here, you can deal with it together."

"Send it to me to see."

"Yeah." Full of hope.

Two minutes later, Wen Rensheng said: "I'm very busy, you can take care of these things yourself."

"Uh..." I was instantly disappointed.

"You guys want to find something weird enough, ordinary chores, I'm not interested." Wen Rensheng reminded.

"It's very difficult, are you interested?"

"The things I am interested in are not directly related to the degree of difficulty, but mainly measure the degree of deviation from common sense. The greater the deviation, the more interested I am." Wen Rensheng said directly.

In the past, he might have concealed a thing or two, but now he is qualified enough to show his hobbies.

Just like the emperor, before ascending the throne, everything must be restrained. After ascending the throne, you can let yourself go.

"Understood, we don't lack strange things now, we only lack people." Liu Xuncha replied straight away.

"That's fine."

...

...

Lao Liu's work efficiency was very high, and he sent a lot of things to Wen Rensheng that night.

But before Wen Rensheng could watch it, Xiao Huan complained.

"Oh, it's not good to hear, many people are crazy in the new city you handed over to me..."

"Crazy, it's normal to be crazy." Wen Rensheng said indifferently.

He had expected this kind of thing to happen a long time ago. When the imperial examinations were abolished in his previous life, many old scholars also went crazy.

In the original wealthy district of Suiyue City, everyone had a false unlimited lifespan. Now that it is punctured, how many people can adapt?

In contrast, the slums are acceptable, because they would not live to be 100 years old.

"Then what to do? I don't like crazy people."

"Pick people from the slums to manage them. The people in the slums will not go crazy, they will only go crazy with excitement." Wen Rensheng suggested casually.

"That's so boring, I still like the original city setting..."

"Oh, you just want me to promise you and continue to deceive those people, don't you?" Wen Rensheng understood this guy's intentions, no wonder he complained to himself.

"Do you agree or not?"

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't kill people or abuse him." Wen Rensheng drew the bottom line for this guy.

The heart of a sage is to give freedom to all things, to live freely, to die freely, to close your eyes and ignore anyone.

"It's pretty much the same. I'll tell them right away that it was all a dream. After waking up, it still works as it was." Xiao Huan said triumphantly.

Wen Rensheng shook his head slightly.

Mrs. Hans never imagined that she and her teammates worked hard to overthrow the rule of the wolves by themselves, but finally returned to the original point because of a child's willfulness and playfulness.

This is the cruelty of fate.

As long as you have no strength to resist, you can only be at the mercy of others.

But Wen Rensheng will not deny Xiao Huan's actions because of those people, and help those people.

There is no grand reason, it is very simple, Xiao Huan is his own people, those people are outsiders.

No matter how much you help outsiders, after a few years, people's hearts and interests change, you will immediately turn your face into a white-eyed wolf, and you will be praised as a mature person.

Helping one's own people means that the meat is rotten in the pot, and the foundation is accumulated in a down-to-earth manner.

It's a pity that there are always people who can't see this clearly, and always do something disgusting and depressing.

Fortunately, in this world, Wen Rensheng no longer needs to be depressed, and can freely do what he wants to do.

After throwing Time City to Xiao Huan, he went on to look for the next event.

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...

A certain road in East Water City.

Zhao Han walked casually, looking around—she wondered if she could pick up aliens on the road, after all, she also had parents, and she wanted them to grow old with her.

She didn't have this extravagant hope before, but after being promoted to Wenren for a long time, she felt that this kind of thing was very common...

That's how people are, they follow people of whatever level they want to pursue.

"You're thinking about P." The narrator taunted ruthlessly.

"Be civilized." Zhao Han resentfully said.

"Sorry, I'm such a real seed." The narrator's seed didn't mean to apologize at all.

When one person was having a conversation, a crying female voice suddenly sounded in my ear:

"Hello, are you Miss Zhao Han?"

Zhao Han turned his head and saw a beautiful girl in a traffic control uniform, riding a white traffic motorcycle, staring at her closely.

"It's me, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Han was a little confused.

The female security officer got out of the car suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed her arm, and begged, "It's like this, Ms. Zhao, I really can't do anything—my sister was lost by me last month. I was doing it for She was left alone to save people. I beg you, help me find my sister."

Zhao Han was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what the other party said.

Before she could speak, the narrator started to sneer again: "Look, it's here again, do you still want to get more alien species? It's a good idea, just these old sesame seeds and rotten millet can make you endless."

When Zhao Han heard the words, she had mixed feelings, and she knew why the other party could find her.

It must have been when she rescued children with retarded brains before, and her information was leaked by some parents to others.

This is very common, after all, now is the network society.

If it wasn't for her identity as a heterogeneous person and her personal privacy being routinely protected by the Inspectorate, her deeds would have been searched countless times on the Internet, and she might not even be able to go out.

"I beg you, I really can't help it," said the woman, with tears streaming down her face, and a trace of self-blame and grievance on her beautiful and white face, "I was really trying to save people. , An old man suddenly fell ill and passed out. I stepped forward to help and put my sister aside. It was only a blink of an eye, and my sister was gone in a blink of an eye.

"Don't worry, let's go to a nearby cafe, please talk about your situation slowly..." Zhao Han felt that he couldn't refuse after hearing this.

If the other party is just an ordinary help-seeker, she can still evade one or two things; but the other party is doing a good deed, causing her sister to disappear, and she cannot make a good person sad.

Her three views, her heart, do not allow her to die without saving.

As for whether the other party is lying, that is impossible. It is difficult for ordinary people to lie in front of aliens, let alone she is a prophet.

"Okay, thank you, thank you." The female traffic control thanked very sincerely.

"If you really want to thank her, please explode on the spot." The narrator's seed complained viciously.

"Shut up!" Zhao Han was angry.

"Oh, I've got a temper tantrum. If you have the guts, don't beg me for a while!"

"Dad, I was wrong."