Ji Wuming and all the people present listened to the story told by An completely.

But!

No one remembers the content of the middle of Zunmomo's speech.

Ji Wuming remembered that when he encountered the equation of life, his memory was sealed. Only this time it's a more clever one.

When Ann began to tell the story, the aggregators fled, thinking that this "virus" was more lethal to them than anyone else.

In terms of stability, the risks that exist within a civilization are much higher than those that exist within individuals. The first thing a civilization needs to do if it wants to grow into the light of the universe is to imprison the minds of its people. Not the ideological imprisonment of religion, morality, law, culture, but the imprisonment of the ideological track!

What is the Mind Track?

It's very simple, it's common sense.

All the common sense of human beings is given by three-dimensional matter!

Theoretically, humans cannot imagine four-dimensional space, or higher-dimensional space-time.

Human beings have never subverted cognition, nor have they ever collapsed.

We go from thinking that the earth is flat, to understanding that the earth is round, and it is just a process of seeing a bird from a distance, and only when we get closer to find that it is a painting.

We've just ...... Just open your eyes!

Science is nothing more than seeing is believing science. For human beings, metaphysics is nothing but metaphysics in the heart.

Neither can make humanity open its eyes again, we ...... It seems that there is no way out.

Ji Wuming didn't look at the direction in which the people left, they were just a group of uninvited guests, so there was no need to pay attention.

The light in Ji Wuming's palm slowly drifted towards An.

"I don't want to run away." Ji Wuming seemed to be talking to himself.

Ann put away the ball of light and took out a white bird.

"It's not up to you."

Before the words fell, a string of passwords flashed in Ji Wuming's brain, and the superposition of light quanta in the signal transmitter buried in Ji Wuming's cerebral cortex in advance began to collapse!

Within zero time difference, Yueyue receives the alarm signal of Ji Wuxian.

A purple arc flickered, Ji Wuxian, Yueyue, Feng was not afraid of the three of them disappeared!

In the wilderness, Ji Wuming and the three of them lay on the grass and breathed in the fragrance of the grass.

"What happened? Small life. Yueyue asked.

"We've all been lied to, damn liars." Ji Wuming replied.

"What was deceived?"

"Of course, it's everything." A pink-haired young male Taoist priest appeared very abruptly.

"It's you?!" Feng was not afraid of a deep look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, it's me. The smartest person in the world, the pillow is also! ”

Ji Wuming saw that he was white and clean, and there was no crescent moon on his forehead. Asked, "Are you from the Song Dynasty?" ”

"No, it's from the Shuzong Sect."

"Oh, there's nothing to do with you, let's go."

"Dare to ask Your Excellency if you know that the end of the world has begun?"

Ji Wuming sat up suddenly, "What do you want to say?" ”

"We discovered very early on that the emperor had changed, or the ruling class had changed. They are becoming more and more indifferent, not even caring about life!

We can't investigate, we can only guess. The various worlds are virtual, and the plans for human beings to complete the replenishment, the burning to accelerate evolution, and the god-making plans are put forward one by one, and then rejected one by one.

After ruling out all the impossibilities, we came to a very frightening conclusion - %*@~#+•#......"

Three-faced confused. What is he talking about?

"You couldn't hear anything just now, did you?" The pink-haired Taoist priest looked helpless, "Actually, I don't know the specific meaning of that sentence just now. But I've seen it! It's a pity that I can't express it, whether it's words, words, pictures, expressions, actions. Even mathematics, there is no way to express it! ”

"What is it?" Feng was not afraid to ask.

"I don't know what it is, I only know one thing, it's in Boundary Mountain. It's waiting for someone to liberate it. ”

Ji Wuming listened to his speech in the form of a magic stick and a wolf, and felt more and more suspicious.

"Why should we trust you?" Ji Wuming said.

"20 packs of fried dandelions! I bet on 20 packs of fried dandelions! ”

Ji Wuming stretched out his right hand, "A word is out." ”

"It came naturally!" Bao Zhen was about to high-five as an oath, but Ji Wuming withdrew his right hand, "What's wrong?" ”

"What does it mean when it comes naturally?"

"It's a matter of course, you can't be unreadable. Or is it that your teacher only likes to teach half a class. ”

"It seems that you are really not Bao Zheng, but a pillow. Let's do it again. ”

"Smack!" The palms of the two slammed together and made an oath, and two red "oath" characters were generated in the palms of the two of them.

……

Ji Wufang, Yueyue, the sect leader of the Sword Sect Feng is not afraid, and the mysterious person of the Shuzong is wrapped in a pillow, a group of four people, and set foot on the road to the north.

On the road, even though this is a wilderness, the smoke is filled. A flush of happiness appeared on everyone's face.

Yes, they ...... Finally have a master!

They are not outcasts, they are isolated, they have the same rights as their gods—the right to struggle!

As long as human beings survive by eating other species, violence and cruelty are the beauty of human beings that can never be erased!

Killing, this is a blessing that nature has long written in the genes of human beings.

Ji Wusheng stepped into the red-dyed grass, and his ears were filled with the screams of women and children.

"Help me!"

A sweet-looking girl with a bloodstained face pounced on Ji Wuming and the others.

Ji Wuming held her up, "What's your name?" ”

"Xiao Chuchu, please, save me."

"If you promise me one condition, I will save you." Ji Wuming's smile was like a spring breeze.

"Okay, I promise."

Then the girl was knocked unconscious.

When she woke up again, it was almost dark.

The girl knelt on the ground, "Thank you for the rescue, the little woman can't repay ......"

"It's okay, you just promise me one thing." Ji Wuming's smile is like the winter wind.

"Eun Gong, please speak."

"Kill yourself." Ji Wuming smiled...... No, he didn't laugh this time.

"Engong is not joking, I ......" The girl saw Ji Wuming's very serious expression, but she didn't know what to say.

After a long time, the girl asked, "Why did Engong want me to commit suicide?" ”

"Then why should I save you?"

The naïve girl who first came into contact with a perverted person like Ji Wuming was like a native 100,000 years ago, and she was at a loss when she came into contact with a cosmic-level civilization 100,000 years later.

When the night was quiet, the girl quietly left.

A few people who pretended to be asleep rolled over.

"Did you think she would kill herself?" The moon and the moon ask the season without life.

It's hard to say, faith is often established at the time of salvation, and if she can't make her faith herself in the future, suicide is inevitable. After all...... The bitter taste of life is even more memorable. ”

The redistribution of resources, coupled with the second moment of unlawning since the founding of the country, ushered in the most chaotic time in the history of the Empire.