Chapter 2513
Chapter 5
Chapter 2513 Return to 5
After Xining came out, he was in a bad mood.
Instead of going directly to the other side, she sat on the top floor of the building. She needed to calm down, otherwise when she dealt with other things, she might carry the emotions of the previous incident.
What kind of thing is this? A machine actually has its own thoughts. It's ok for other people, but for her...
Mo Ming sat next to her, looking at this deserted forest of steel and concrete. Not to mention people, there wasn't even a bird, no living thing at all.
Finally, I saw a sweeper slowly moving on the empty street. The whole city was dead silent. If it were in black and white, it would have been like a dream.
Mo Ming said slowly: "Any creature, as long as it has thoughts, has the mentality of worshipping the strong. This is a natural attribute. You are not afraid of and respect the Lord God at the same time. The Lord God is the most powerful existence on his planet. Not only you, but other Lord Gods will encounter the same thing."
Well, I feel much better, but could you please not mention the God? It gives me a headache when I mention him.
I have so many troubles myself, how can I make him happy? I should know that I can no longer use him as a shield. But I have said it, and Shang Qing might hear it, so I can only take it one step at a time.
However, this incident reminded her that many legends of different planes are common. That's because the main gods are lazy and if they don't create independently, they simply use what already exists.
If Nuwa existed, she was definitely not the main god, but at most the first generation god. She destroyed the Shang Dynasty, most likely because of the needs of the later rulers.
If the king of this planet picked up a pen and wrote in her temple that she was beautiful and asked to come over to have a meal and have fun together, she would never care.
There are too many things in this world, and even bigger things are waiting for her to solve. It's no big deal if a tiny creature thinks she is pretty and can't help but write some sexy words to express his feelings.
Not to mention finding a few beauties to seduce them and cause them to lose their country.
Of course, the Aos Protoss likes to do this kind of thing, dragging humans to fight each other every day, completely based on their own preferences. But there is also a benefit, that is, it controls the population.
Without the intervention of the gods, without wars, and if humans cannot control themselves, the entire planet will be covered by humans.
Perhaps silicon-based life is the ultimate evolution of life, but without competition, life will just be a life of drunkenness and dreams every day and will no longer develop.
Let’s not think about these things for now. At least I have a life that meets postmodern standards, and my income level has risen to a higher level.
After she figured it out, she felt relieved, stood up, and flew to the other side where there was lush greenery.
The barrier over there was still there. Mo Ming opened a gap and the two flew in.
This time she planned to remain invisible and see what the actual situation was.
Flying in the air, you can get a quicker overview of the area. Soon you find something unusual. There are a lot of people gathered by a pond, probably more than a hundred people, about the entire village.
So she flew towards that direction.
Five hundred years later, the people here have changed from having different skin colors to a uniform skin color. The long-term cohabitation has made the various races mixed together, and the skin color is darker than that of white and yellow people. Some people have regressed to their ancestors and their skin color is whiter or darker. The result of the fusion can be seen from their faces. There are characteristics of various races, some have high nose bridges, some have flat noses, and some are beautiful and some are ugly.
There were five people tied up and kneeling on the ground. They were old and young, male and female, and it was impossible to tell whether they were a family.
A man was holding a piece of paper and reading it out loud. There were a few white-bearded old men beside him, and the one standing with a cane should be the village chief.
It should be reading the indictment:
"...After Daya had a fever, she claimed that she could see other gods and that she was their spokesperson. Tiezhu, Hans, Jenny, and Fugui believed them without a doubt. The five of them believed in and worshipped other false gods, and refused to change despite repeated admonitions, which angered the gods. According to the principle of minority obeying majority, the village voted and decided to sink the five people into the pond. Shenshan Qiru has been informed of this matter, and Shenshan has no objection. It will be carried out today!" Uh... this, that. Xining had a strange expression. Shenshan could see that the first generation of gods would come out from time to time and stroll for everyone to see. Why did they still believe in things that didn't exist at all?
These people's names are really down to earth.
"I really can communicate with gods. The gods said that I have the blood of gods in my body!" Daya, who was tied tightly, looked to be in her 30s or 40s and was pinned down by two people. The two people used all their strength to pin the furious and angry girl to her knees.
"Nonsense!" The village chief was so angry that he slammed the ground with his walking stick. "Humans and gods have never intermarried, and the gods have never had children. Your ancestors have been from this village for 80 generations. Where did your divine blood come from? It's obvious that you are confused."
"Yes." The honest and easy-to-foolery strong man kneeling next to him explained: "Daya predicted the time when my sow gave birth, and also said how many piglets were born. The time and number are consistent."
Another white-haired old lady trembled and cried, "She said that my eldest grandson was killed by Cuihua's family who used a name to replace his name. She called my eldest grandson's soul to herself. I clearly heard that the voice she made was my eldest grandson's. She also said that he had a birthmark on his back and broke his leg when he fell from a tree when he was five years old. His leg sometimes still hurts after he died."
The four of them talked about the evidence that Daya was a supernatural being, and Xining laughed. If there was no school in the village, these people would be poor students or something, so they would be easily deceived.
So some villagers came out to refute.
"My family has been good at raising pigs for generations. We can tell how many piglets a sow is pregnant with and when it will give birth just by touching it. I passed by John's house that day, took a look, and casually said something, and she probably heard it."
"I can also imitate your eldest grandson's voice."
"Uncle, when Zhuzi was bathing with us by the pond, I saw a birthmark on his back."
"That's right. Everyone knows that Zhuzi fell from a tree and broke his leg when he was a child. I saw him taken to the village doctor and his leg was reattached."
……
That's right, we should believe in science.
After that, except for Daya who was still crazy and refused to change her words, the other four began to turn against their families one after another, saying that they were stupid and deceived.
The last four people and their family, a total of more than a dozen people, all knelt down and cried for mercy.
After repeated confirmation, the village chief gave them a way to temporarily save them: "Since you four know you are wrong, kneel down in front of the statue at the entrance of the village. I will help you to plead for mercy. If the mountain agrees to forgive you, you will clean the statue for three years as a sign of repentance."
The four families said that if God could forgive them, they would be willing to clean for the rest of their lives and contribute all their annual income to the village.
Daya probably has no family left, or her family has given up on her. No one came out to persuade her or help her beg for mercy.
Regarding Daya who was still stubborn, the village chief sighed, waved his hand, and signaled to take action.
A large stone was tied with a hemp rope and hung around Daya's neck. Daya struggled desperately and was so strong that two strong men had to help lift her up and walk her into the deep water of the pond.
The villagers had cold expressions, and their eyes showed different emotions, including disgust, fear, and sympathy... Even the sympathy was only for their own kind. Daya pretending to be a god was absolutely unforgivable.
Xining rolled his eyes to the sky. If he had known, he would have come later. No matter where you go, there are always troubles.
I found that if I continue writing at this speed, I may not be able to finish it even if I die. I'd better try to update once a day.