Chapter 31: I Won't Be a Dead Man
What a middle-of-the-road, what a clichΓ© word, a lot of villains' lines and goals, and anti-human tendencies.
Generally speaking, such a thing as changing the world with one's own power is either a god or a great demon king, but in any case, this is a thought that belongs to someone, and whether the original intention is good or bad, the result is often not good.
Imagine, to change the world, it must be changed by personal subjective conjecture, and to measure all the world's three views, outlook on life, values, world view, morality, strength, civilization, and so on.
It sounds like a cool thing to do, but it's a very scary thing to really think about.
Nothing is absolutely right or wrong, just as sometimes good and evil are sometimes relative.
Wang Xiu's hesitation stems from deeper logical derivation.
He was thinking, in the real world, is modern civilized society bad? Is it really just a society of money and power? No, in addition to this, there are more levels of freedom and wisdom, independence and imagination.
If you divide the real world into several levels, such as capitalism and socialism, it will of course be very boring.
Or the love-hate relationship between the history of such and such a country, the entanglement of right and wrong between nations, etc., these high-level things are really uninteresting and heavy.
When we return to the topic, when it comes to changing the world, it is natural that Wang Xiu's ability and strength can only change the grassroots power of this society, in addition to money and power, plus a more direct violent force, that is, the power brought by cultivation.
But at that time, this peaceful modern society of the 21st world will surely surge in the next hundred years, and the new level of power will be in addition to money and power, between the state and the nation, plus a personal power that belongs to the circle of cultivators!
At that time, since the end of World War II, the confrontation between the two polar giants and the Cold War will dissolve, and the relative world peace will inevitably be broken, and it will inevitably lead to the third world war in the future.
At that time, because of the new power class, in general, there will be many contradictions and conflicts for religious beliefs, capital interests, national future, national hopes, and even specific personal quality of life, self-esteem and honor, etc.! The third world war is inevitable, even if Wang Xiuxin comes forward, he can't change the ending, you don't see, in the desolate world, Hongjun who is true with the Tao still can't prevent the war of the gods, it's not that it's powerless to stop, but it's meaningless to stop, it can only be delayed, it won't really disappear, it will still happen sooner or later.
Wang Xiu thought, if at that time, he became a saint-like existence, would he have the time, the mind and the energy to take care of these mortal wars and other things? Maybe he would take care of it for a while, but it would never be possible to take care of it for a lifetime.
You know, Wang Xiu is a lazy person by nature.
But if he didn't introduce the power of cultivation, Wang Xiu would also feel bad, his own cultivation was successful, and immortality was expected to be a good thing, but what about his own family, relatives, and lovers? They can't ignore it, so they have to lead them into the Tao, and they also have their own relatives and friends......
And so the conversation came back to me.
Wang Xiu had to sigh and said: "After thinking about it for a long time, feelings are all nonsense, I can't live forever by myself, regardless of others, regardless of my country, my nation...... But if you do that, you may destroy the peace of the world in the future, and the pressure is great. β
Sun Wukong listened on the side, and waved his hand boringly: "Wuzhen, you have too many distracting thoughts, you should abandon one or two." β
"That's not a distraction, and it can't be discarded at will, I was born as a human being, I'm very comfortable, I won't be a human being. β
"Snort...... I don't understand this, I'm just a stone monkey. Sun Wukong squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Yes, you know, forget it, this topic is a bit difficult, and after all, it is still necessary to introduce the power of cultivators in reality. β
"How to introduce it, it's not a big problem, the space of the god hand can only increase the player's mental power, and the hero enhancement potion of the hero canyon space can only enhance the strength and physique of these players, and the healing orb and the like can only repair injuries, but they all have limitations, these two spaces alone cannot give birth to transcendents and cultivators, at most some supermen can be produced. β
"Wukong, the spokesperson of the Great Sage you chose is a good thing, killing two birds with one stone, first, it can detect the changes in the heart of ordinary mortals after gaining power, and second, it can also make the country and even the world adapt to the emergence of extraordinary mysterious powers, paving the way for the future. β
"And what about me......"
When Sun Wukong heard what Wang Xiu said, he asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"
Wang Xiu smiled and said: "I brought two friends to this world first, I think with the help of these two people, my troubles can be much easier." β
"Oh, are you from another world, just like me?"
"Yes, but they're not as famous as Goku. However, it's all martial arts idiots, Wukong, you shouldn't be lonely. β
"Martial idiot, what is that?" asked Sun Wukong.
"Well, I just love to fight, practice in fighting, and become stronger. β
Sun Wukong was very happy to hear this: "Fighting, interesting, interesting, I like it, is there any Zha and Erlang God as strong? β
"Then I'll go first, I'll be back in a few days at most, and you should be careful not to run around, as you know these days, the streets are full of cameras and surveillance, as well as mobile phones and the like. Wang Xiu was a little uneasy.
"Go, go, my grandson is not a three-year-old second, don't talk this nonsense. β
"Alright then, I'll go first. β
With a flash of brilliance, Wang Xiu completely disappeared into this world in front of Sun Wukong.
After Wang Xiu left, Sun Wukong's eyes have been staring at the space where he left.
"Wuzhen, this supreme treasure can travel through the heavens and space, such a great power, ordinary quasi-saints can't do it, and the saint will also be moved, so at the beginning, why didn't the ancestor ......" Wukong shook his head when he thought of this, and laughed at himself: "Snort, it's because I think about it, the patriarch is such an old cultivator, I'm afraid that he has already passed the realm level of not pretending to be a thing, it's such a treasure, I'm afraid it won't be able to gain his old man, the saint, this is the eternal who understands the mysteries of time and space." β