The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

It was snowing outside the hut, but it was warm inside. Zhang Chen and others sat down on the straw mats. Opposite Zhang Chen was Zhuge Liang.

"I don't know why you are here, fellow Taoists? I am sorry for neglecting the simple tea in my humble room." Zhuge Liang's tone was calm, like the stream flowing slowly down the mountain in spring, thin but full of vitality.

Zhang Chen did not expect that the legendary Zhuge Liang, who was said to have made all the plans, was actually a cultivator like himself, but then Zhang Chen thought it was natural.

There is no omniscient and omnipotent person in this world. The straw boat borrowing arrows and the Battle of Red Cliffs fully show that Zhuge Liang is not an ordinary person.

Zhang Chen thought of this and shook his head at Zhuge Liang, "Mr. Zhuge, you don't have to do this. I have heard of your name a long time ago."

After hearing this, Zhuge Liang's face showed a trace of doubt, "I have been practicing in the mountains since I was a child, and later came to this Wolong Mountain to live in seclusion. I don't think I am a famous person in the world. Why have you heard of my name?"

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, "Mr. is both virtuous and talented. There are rumors in the world that whoever gets Mr. Wolong will get the world."

After hearing this, Zhuge Liang shook his head modestly, "You are polite. I dare not say that whoever gets Liang will get the world."

After Zhang Chen and Zhuge Liang finished talking, they started chatting.

During the chat, Zhuge Liang became more and more shocked.

Although Zhuge Liang often talked about major events in the world, how to govern the country and keep the world in peace in troubled times, Zhang Chen did not understand these things, but Zhang Chen was not a person of this era after all. He had many unique insights into the world now. Mixed with some historians' understanding and research on this era, some views even Zhuge Liang felt profound, which made Zhuge Liang even more shocked.

Zhang Chen alone was enough to shock Zhuge Liang, but Zhang Chen was not alone when he came. Su Bo, Di Jun, and even Qin Ming occasionally interrupted. When they spoke, they pointed directly to the core of the problem, which made Zhuge Liang admire Zhang Chen and others.

Originally, Zhang Chen and his friends just wanted to rest here for a night, and then go out to see what magical places this era known as the best in history has. However, after this enjoyable conversation, the sky was already full of fish belly, and they had been talking all night.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Zhuge Liang immediately stood up and bowed to Zhang Chen and others, saying, "My fellow Taoists are so kind. This night chat by candlelight has opened my eyes and benefited me a lot. I wonder where you are going? If you are not in a hurry, why not stay in this thatched cottage for a few days, so that I can show my hospitality."

Zhang Chen immediately stood up, "Mr. Zhuge, you are too polite. We have nothing to do, so we are ready to leave now."

Zhuge Liang's expression was a little regretful, as if he was sighing for not being able to talk with Zhang Chen and others, but soon Zhuge Liang returned to his usual state and said to Zhang Chen and the people behind him, "Then Liang will not force you to stay. If you need anything, please speak up and Liang will do his best."

At this time, Su Bo smiled and said, "Please give us a map. We are unfamiliar with this place and it is not easy to travel without a map."

Zhuge Liang immediately called the child.

The boy was also a smart man and immediately went out, and soon came back with a roll of bamboo slips.

Zhuge Liang handed the bamboo slips to Zhang Chen, "This is the map of the matter, and each location is marked in detail."

Zhang Chen took the map but did not look at it directly. Instead, he saluted Zhuge Liang and said, "Mr. Zhuge, see you later."

Zhuge Liang also said, "See you later, fellow Taoists."

After leaving the thatched cottage, Zhang Chen recalled the night in the thatched cottage last night and was amazed, "I didn't expect Zhuge Liang to be so knowledgeable. Even if I have experienced the era of information explosion, I can't resist it at all."

Su Bo nodded, "This person is not bad. Although his cultivation is not high, his state of mind is not low. It is indeed good in this world."

Zhang Chen looked at Su Bo helplessly and said helplessly, "Brother Su, do you think everyone is a master who has broken the void like you?"

After the group said a few words and expressed their opinions to each other, they began to worry about where to go next.

The system did not assign any specific tasks to Zhang Chen. In addition, everyone knew that the world was different from the previous one. There were cultivators and warriors with extraordinary strength. Although Zhang Chen and others looked strong, they were actually a group of useless people. Su Bo had no fighting power and could only use his aura to suppress others. Di Jun was seriously injured and had not recovered. In the end, only Zhang Chen and Voldemort had some self-protection power.

The system did not have any specific tasks, but only asked everyone to survive for three years, so everyone was worried about this matter.

Su Bo thought for a while, "I'm going to find a place to retreat. The spiritual energy in this world is quite abundant. In three years, I should be able to recover some of my cultivation."

Di Jun yawned and muttered, "This world is a bit boring, it's all about fighting and killing." Then his eyes lit up and he turned to look at Qin Ming, "Why don't we go to Chang'an? I heard that it is the capital, how about we go around and see the scenery?"

Qin Ming nodded, "It's up to you."

Zhang Chen saw that they were going to different places and was a little worried, "Since we all have places we want to go, if it doesn't work, let's separate. I want to see the celebrities in this world. After all, this is a rare opportunity." After saying that, Zhang Chen turned his head and looked at Voldemort, "What about you?"

Voldemort was a little moved.

It's been so long, boss, you finally asked me what I think.

After a moment of silence, Voldemort said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to the battlefield."

Zhang Chen nodded thoughtfully.

Voldemort is now studying the soul or the spirit. There are not many other things on the battlefield, but there must be many heroic spirits and souls. This should be the reason why Voldemort wants to go to the battlefield.

Since it has been decided to act separately, there must be a way to contact each other.

Zhang Chen thought about it, "Since we met Zhuge Liang at the beginning, why don't we all go to find Zhuge Liang three years later and then meet each other."

Everyone naturally had no objection and nodded.

Everyone has thought about where they are going, and the rest is to act separately.

Zhang Chen didn't feel sad about this decision. After all, it's only three years, and everyone will get together at that time.

Seeing Su Bo, Di Jun and Voldemort going away, Zhang Chen thought for a long time.

"It's the twelfth year of Jian'an now. According to historical records, it seems that the legendary Battle of Chibi will be next year, right?"

Thinking, Zhang Chen walked down the mountain.

However, what the group did not know was that even if they went their separate ways, they would become the center of the storm in the future.