150 You can call me...... Fuxi (I)
In the southeast of India, next to the Bay of Bengal, there is a small town called Konoda. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
There is a middle-aged man in his forties in the town, named Salman, who is mediocre in appearance, and has three children, one boy and two daughters. Like most people in the town, Sharman travels to the sea all year round and makes a living from fishing.
However, instead of fishing in large boats in large groups, Salman rowed alone in a small wooden boat, and went to fish wherever he wanted, returning whenever he wanted.
Of course, in his way, it is impossible to get a lot of money like those people, and once he goes to sea, he happens to earn enough money for the whole family to eat for three months.
But one thing has to be mentioned, Sharman's luck is not ordinarily good, the big ship in the town capsized one after another, and several people died every year, but Sharman and his small wooden boat that had been rowing for more than 20 years did not have an accident.
For this reason, there is a joke circulating in the town: Hey man, you are going to sea today, did you recite Shalman a hundred times last night?
Sharman turned a deaf ear to this, and went out to his own sea to catch his own fish.
It was a sunny day, and Sharman went out to sea as usual, rowing for most of the day, to a deep sea. The breeze blows across the deep blue sea, and layers of ripples spread far away, layer upon layer.
The wooden boat that was moving forward crossed the ripples, leaving its own traces, and before it could spread too far, it had been blown by the breeze and could no longer be found.
After another row, Sharman laid down the pulp, picked up the net from the hold, stood up, looked at the ground a school of fish, and threw it far away.
At this moment, the calm sea not far away suddenly swelled violently, and countless dense schools of fish rushed towards the boat from a distance.
Occasionally, a few of them that didn't have long eyes slammed into the boat, swaying it left and right.
A grayish-brown hill-like whale slowly emerged from the bottom of the sea, opened its house-sized mouth, and bit at Shalman. Looking at that posture, if this bite goes down, even the boat and the people will be swallowed whole, which is not enough to stuff the teeth.
In the face of impending danger, Sharman did not have the slightest fear on his face, but instead smiled as if he had encountered some great joy.
"Old fellow, every time you go out, you either get into the belly of a fish, or ride a cow and donkey, can't you come on foot?"
What he said turned out to be Chinese!
The menacing whale had begun to slow down rapidly halfway through, and stopped just as it reached the side of the boat. An oriental man in his thirties with black hair and yellow skin walked out of the whale's mouth, and when he got into the boat, the whale turned its head and swam forward, and soon sank to the bottom of the sea, without a trace.
The Oriental sat cross-legged, and Sharman took out a folding table with a chessboard printed on it from behind him, unfolded it, and took out two boxes of chess pieces from behind him.
The Dongfang smiled and said: "Old man, now there are many crises, after this reincarnation, why are you still enjoying yourself here?" β
He said that he played a chess piece first.
Sharman said: "It is because of the crisis that I am here. Now that all forces have infiltrated the human race, every force is not something we can deal with, and it is really pitiful. Just two hundred years ago, I thought the three of us were the patron saints of the human race...... Anyway, old man, you're here to send you to death? β
Dongfang shook his head: "I started to collect apprentices in the east, and the third sister is also in the west, and it is quiet on your side, so come and see if you are dead?" β
Sharman snorted, "How could I die so easily! β
Dongfang smiled, raised his head, looked at the horizon in the distance and said, "But this time, I have a strong premonition that I will die completely." β
Sharman's tough face quickly softened, and he sighed, "I have this premonition too. β
Oriental human: "Just be a companion!" I have lived for thousands of years, and I have lived enough. The only pity is that I can't see if the human race can survive the struggle of foreign forces on all sides. β
Sharman shook his head and muttered, "The hypnotist is the most reliable support for the continuation of the human race, but this dependence is not a fart at all in front of other races. They are naturally more capable than hypnotists, and with a wave of their hands, they can make the human race fall into a 'mechanical state' without a dominant consciousness, and it is difficult for the three of us to be the only remaining Pangu to hypnotize them. Old fellow, have you ever tried to hypnotize them by a few levels? β
Dongfang thought for a moment and said, "Except for the scientific and technological races that are not divided into ranks, we have no way to deal with those above the fifth level of other races. β
Sharman said: "Hey~ The strongest hypnotist can be called Pangu, in the past thousands of years, among the disciples you have received, Zhuge Liang and Liu Bowen are relatively good, but they can only hypnotize tens of thousands of people at most." Even if you accept more apprentices now, I'm afraid it won't be effective. β
The Oriental sighed: "I can't help it, if they can do their part, let's do their part." β
Sherman's eyes suddenly flashed with a bit of wisdom: "Have you ever thought about starting with the mixed people?" β
"Mixed people? You mean the Terrans who were chosen by the aliens and assimilated? I'm afraid that it will be difficult, and once they realize the gap between the human race and the foreign race, they will obediently go with them as soon as they say it to the other side. "Orientals find it more difficult to be effective than their own move.
"Not really!" Sharman said: "For example, SchrΓΆdinger, even if he is transformed into a star family, his heart is still towards the human race. Moreover, when he chose the spokesperson of the science and technology family, he deliberately left a hand. β
"Oh? That's a rarity. The Oriental nodded with satisfaction, once this human race is converted by a foreign race, he will know the difference between the two, just like a young man in the mountains who was taken away by a rich man, let him choose in a few years, nine times out of ten he will not return to the place where birds don't.
And this analogy is not appropriate, because the human race and the foreign race are not equal relations at all.
"In addition, he made a system and put it in the brains of many Terrans." Salman said again.
Dongfang smiled, looked at the chess game and wondered, thought for a while and stretched his brows again, pressed a chess piece in the corner and said: "Those kitchen god systems, big star systems, red envelope systems, etc., it's okay to entertain, but it doesn't seem to be helpful to the entire human race." β
Sharman looked up and said, "Not really. β
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"If you do it, then take 100 million first!" Ximen Chong looked at him with a sneer: "Or, it's okay to break an arm." β
"I can't get the money, and I don't want to break my arm!" Sharman remembered the jade pendant that his master had given him, and he had said that if he broke it when he was in danger, he would save his life. (To be continued.) )