prehistoric calendar

"...Why does it have to be funny?"

Zhang Haohuan asked.

There was an indescribable existence in front of him, which could not be seen through or even seen. It was wrapped in layers of mist, and there was a vast light wrapped outside the mist. There was also a layer of substance outside the light.

There is a small tower as big as a palm on top of the Xuanhuang. Even with all this, Zhang Haohuan can still hear the messy cross talk, crazy laughter, and some funny whispers while standing very far away.

.

That is to say, if he had been anyone else, unless he was the two inner universes, he would have been polluted and corrupted in a short period of time, and then transformed into a funny family member, and would never be able to recover again.

This is after Funny went berserk. It has been ten thousand years since the Lord of Funny declared himself. He has become much more restrained than the original terror. However, he is still a living being. No, he is still a restricted area for all things. Apart from Zhang Haohuan, no existence can come here.

Here, even those two figures will be avoided by the entire universe.

After so much time has passed since Zhang Haohuan was born, he has grown a lot and learned a lot. And because of his identity and his great merits to the multiverse, he also knows a lot that is unknown to outsiders.

Secret, that's why he asked the question now.

"You control the Three Thousand Avenues, which were originally the avenues of the world. Even if you are to understand three points of this path, you still have other paths to choose from. They are all avenues, and they are all thoroughfares. Why did you choose the path of comedy?

"Father?" Zhang Haohuan asked as he sat cross-legged.

But like countless times before, he got no answer.

Zhang Haohuan sat here quietly for a long time. He sighed and said: "Father, I hate funny people. In the past many years of my growth, I have traveled through most of the multiverse, and I have seen what you caused when you went on a funny rampage.

Terror and consequences, the entire multiverse is almost destroyed, everything is crying in laughter, you..."

"never mind."

Zhang Haohuan sighed again in despair, and said again: "Father, I just can't figure out why you don't choose from so many straight roads and insist on choosing this funny road. Is there anything special about this road? Apart from horror,

I can't see anything else special, you're wrong."

After saying that, Zhang Haohuan turned around and was about to leave. Just as he was walking towards the exit, he suddenly heard a sigh, which was accompanied by various jokes, cross talk, and funny sounds that immediately became louder.

"...Child, you have too little experience, so you won't understand."

An old voice rang in Zhang Haohuan's ears. This was the first time he heard the voice of the master of comedy, his father. He was extremely excited, and a wave of heat rushed into his eyes. Before he turned around,

There were tears in his eyes, and then he turned around and punched again subconsciously.

A clown wearing a green mask covered his eyes and screamed in pain on the ground, while Zhang Haohuan was so frightened that he took several steps back.

After a long time, when the clown looked at Zhang Haohuan pitifully, Zhang Haohuan asked in a low voice: "Hello? How are you?"

"I... am... your... dad... dad..." The clown spoke in a deliberately suppressed and elongated sinister tone.

"...I probably guessed it." Zhang Haohuan suddenly felt disillusioned, but he still asked cautiously: "Why do you have to say it so deliberately?"

The clown in the green mask widened his eyes and said, "Isn't this called funny?"

"It's not funny at all!" Zhang Haohuan said seriously: "You laughed awkwardly, and you are still funny? And don't you know? In this era, funny is the biggest taboo, and all evil laughter is the first! I suggest you read more

Reading serious readings such as Marxism-Leninism, or serious classical literature will help you fight against the erosion of comedy. I can recommend you the names of some books, such as..."

"Wait a minute." The clown said to Zhang Haohuan with a strange expression: "But I am the master of comedy. You want the master of comedy to read serious cultural relics? Isn't this poisonous?"

Zhang Haohuan was also stunned for a moment. He scratched his head and murmured: "Sorry, I just said that subconsciously... You also know my identity. As your son, I am really under a lot of pressure. In order to avoid

Funny corrodes, so I hate all funny things, so..."

The clown looked at Zhang Haohuan with a speechless look, and then he said: "No, your behavior itself is already funny, okay?"

Zhang Haohuan was speechless, and the clown was also speechless. They both looked at each other silently. After a long time, the clown said in a normal young male voice: "I'm sorry for you, kid..."

Zhang Haohuan's eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears. He lowered his head and murmured: "Tell me, father, why did you choose to be funny? Others have no choice, but you are different. As a world, as a multiverse

As your direct biological son, you have countless choices, why, why does it have to be funny?"

"...Really? In your eyes, do I have countless options to choose from?" The clown was silent for a long time, and then he said: "I can't answer this question, but my son, I can tell you the following."

"First, my enemy is too strong, so powerful that it makes people suffocate and despair. He has everything I have, and I don't have everything he has. In order to save your mother and save this world, I can only

Do this.”

"Second, as for why it is funny... the fact that you can ask such a question proves that you have not understood the true meaning of comedy, the true meaning hidden under the veil of horror of comedy."

"Third, this world...must have a master of comedy!"

"Child, in the history of some planes, there was a civilization like Z, and there was a very famous figure in the history named Zhuangzi. After his wife died, he was not sad, but instead sang and sang...

…Child, you can try to understand the reason.”

Zhang Haohuan woke up from his coma. As soon as he woke up, he felt dizzy and swollen, and the pain was so painful that he roared out.

At this time, a cold liquid fell from his forehead. This liquid relieved his pain and prevented him from making any noise in pain. After a long time, Zhang Haohuan slowly opened a slit in his eyes, and he saw

The sun is in the sky, and there seem to be many busy people around.

"Are you feeling better?" A familiar voice sounded in Zhang Haohuan's ears.

Zhang Haohuan could only see some outlines, but the voice was very familiar to him. It was the voice of his partner Bei Mingkun, so he closed his eyes and said: "Where am I? Where is the sky? There are other people there.

?”

Bei Mingkun said: "I don't know where this place is, Tian hasn't seen it, and others don't know... I heard from them that Tian issued a large-scale transfer order, saying that some kind of program or device would be activated to move us all.

It was teleported from the human city, but looking at this situation...it seems that it is not just a simple teleportation."

This is almost certain. Zhang Haohuan knew it just by seeing the sun in the sky. It is no longer the time of eternal night. The eternal night is a multi-dimensional disaster. Even if it is in the outer plane or demiplane, it will still be a mess.

It's pitch dark, so this place is either inside a forbidden area, or the eternal night has passed for an unknown amount of time. This teleportation may also include time.

But at this time, Zhang Haohuan did not ask or say anything. He just said to Bei Mingkun: "What is the situation around, how many people are teleporting together, the number of weapons, equipment and soldiers, whether there are buildings around, and whether the Xuanhuang ship

Transfer...you deal with these first, I have something important to think about."

Bei Mingkun obeyed the order and went to deal with it.

He and Zhang Haohuan both belong to the upper echelons of the forbidden human city, and both have military ranks. There are only six or seven hundred people here, so Bei Mingkun easily controlled the situation. Among the six or seven hundred people, there are also doctors and more than a dozen

soldiers, and five footmen, Bei Mingkun

Immediately ordered the soldiers to treat the wounded and set up simple defenses. Four of the five foot men were ordered by Bei Mingkun to scout the surrounding areas. One of them was the pilot of the strongman mecha. Bei Mingkun ordered the foot men to

The man checks the body of the machine and prepares it for startup.

Zhang Haohuan, on the other hand, was thinking about the past that he dreamed about in his dream. It was the first time he talked to his father, and it was also the first time he knew from his father why he chose to be funny.

But there was no clear answer, and Zhang Haohuan couldn't guess the correct answer. He later understood what Zhuangzi was saying about him, but what Zhuangzi meant was that life and death come from nature, and ultimately return to nature, being open-minded and open-minded.

Not depressed, this is the deep meaning, but what does this have to do with being funny?

But at this moment, some kind of mysterious feeling gave Zhang Haohuan an understanding of the true meaning of comedy that transcended words and descriptions.

He still couldn't tell what the true meaning of comedy was, and he couldn't describe why a comedy master was needed.

But he suddenly understood his father somewhat.

When his partner died, when he saw the tragedy that happened in the human city.

He really understood something.

Perhaps, under the clown's smiling mask of his father, there is actually a crying face... Maybe he has been crying all the time...

Soon, Zhang Haohuan opened his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked around, and saw the vast and boundless wilderness. The sky was round and the place was vast. This was indeed the ancient continent.

At this time, Zhang Haohuan saw Bei Mingkun and a group of people talking around a strongman mecha. He walked over and happened to hear them say that the energy core was damaged.

The footed man, to be precise, was a footed girl wearing the combat uniform of the Strongman Mecha Regiment, a member of the Li Banner. She said: "I followed Commander Li to attack the ranks of the Ten Thousand Races, and on the fifth or third

During the sixth impact, the angle vector engine overheated, resulting in

The energy core was partially damaged, so I quit the battle sequence. Then there was a big explosion on the front line. My mecha and I were buried under the rubble. When I woke up, we were here. The damaged energy core had not been replaced. Now

This mecha is just a pile of scrap metal."

Everyone around him sighed.

This is the latest strongman mecha in the forbidden human city. Even if it has not been customized, its technological level is extremely high. It has an almost permanent energy core, extremely high output power, and it also has

For demigods and spiritual level weapons, as well as ultra-high-tech structures such as horn-enhanced engines, their safety can be completely guaranteed with the presence of such a strongman mecha.

Zhang Haohuan was silent as he listened to everyone's words. Then he walked up silently and said at the same time: "Everyone spread out, spread out a hundred meters away. Bei Mingkun, you also go farther away."

Bei Mingkun watched the people around him leave, and asked inexplicably: "What are you going to do? I didn't know you could repair it."

Zhang Haohuan looked at him and suddenly said: "Kun, do you think there is good or bad power?"

Bei Mingkun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "This only depends on the user. What's the point of good or bad in terms of strength?"

"...I want revenge."

Zhang Haohuan spoke very calmly, but underneath that calmness was the volcano of anger that made Bei Mingkun tremble. He saw Zhang Haohuan look at the mecha and said: "I have the power to make all races suffer. If the world is destroyed because of this,

If you fall into hell... then let’s fall into it together.”

Bei Mingkun didn't understand what Zhang Haohuan meant, but he still stayed away a hundred meters away. Then everyone saw that Zhang Haohuan seemed to be talking to the mecha, chattering endlessly, and then he actually laughed to himself, and the more he laughed, the more he laughed.

The more exaggerated it is.

After a long time, Zhang Haohuan walked towards them. At the same time, Zhang Haohuan said tiredly: "The mecha can be activated, but each activation can only last for thirty minutes. Please pay attention."

The foot man was stunned for a moment, then he cheered and ran towards his beloved.

Bei Mingkun said inexplicably: "What did you do? I didn't see you using extraordinary power or repairing or anything."

Zhang Haohuan waited until only Bei Mingkun was left around, and then he said: "I was telling it a cross talk, first threatening, then begging, and then I deceived it in a funny way, making it think that the energy core was not damaged, but only the power.

It dropped a little, and it believed it to be true."

"???" Bei Mingkun looked at Zhang Haohuan with an expression that looked like your special code was teasing me, but Zhang Haohuan walked towards the crowd without paying any attention.

(I think I'm starting to understand...)

(Why is it funny.)