Jing Ming silently drew an equal sign of incarnation outside the body and schizophrenia in his heart. According to Zhang Fu, the bodhisattva has innumerable incarnations, that is, countless consciousnesses have been separated. How did such a first-class bodhisattva figure get schizophrenia?

Jing Ming couldn't help but think that he had listened to the sound of everything, and that feeling of being out of control still shuddered when he thought about it.

If the bodhisattva really heard these voices all day long, he would not have a nervous breakdown......

Sins and sins, how can you think like that...

Jing Ming shook off this idea in his mind, whether the Bodhisattva didn't think about it, Jing Ming was not willing to make himself a fine division for the sake of the incarnation outside the body, and besides, would the separated consciousness have an external plug-in, and what if the separated consciousness was not controlled by himself?

I still have to think of another way.

Jing Ming frowned on this side, and Qin Liang had already set up a close relationship with Zhang Fu.

From the moment Zhang Fu appeared, Qin Liang's gaze never left him.

Don't mention the earth escape that you have witnessed with your own eyes, Jing Ming has a mouthful of how you immortals, how are you gods, how are you supernatural, Qin Liang still doesn't understand, this is an immortal in front of him.

It's the first time I've seen a fairy when I've grown so big.

There are still some differences from the white-bearded old man I imagined, he has no hair bun and long sideburns, and he does not have a beard like a fairy wind bone, and he seems to be young and does not seem to be as old as himself.

Not to mention, it's quite fashionable to dress.

"Xiao Qin, how many military bases are there in the country, and where are they?"

Jing Ming suddenly interrupted Qin Liang, who was stunned for a moment, his expression a little tangled: "This...... It's a secret. ”

Jing Ming glared when he heard this: "I'm about to take over these bases, who are you keeping them secret?"

Qin Liang thought about it, and smiled embarrassedly: "What Mr. Jing said is reasonable, well, there are about more than 3,000 large and small bases in China." ”

More than 3,000, fortunately, not too many.

"Forde, I'll go out. ”

"Where is the young master, I'll come with you, right?"

"No, I'll go home and make it convenient for me to be alone. ”

Qin Liang hurriedly said, "Mr. Jing, when will you come back this time?" Minister Zhao and the people from the bank are still waiting to deliver the money to you." ”

"I'll be back as soon as I can, before dawn. ”

Jing Ming said so, and then disappeared, leaving Qin Liang and Zhang Fu in the room.

Sprinkling beans into soldiers is just creating some puppets, and there is no hope for incarnating outside the body, so Jingming has to use people.

That group of Mingjiao disciples ate and slept all day long, and they were too idle, so they should find something to do. Fortunately, there are not many military bases in China, more than 3,000 bases, and each base is equipped with two people and there is still a surplus.

Yes, Jing Ming plans to have two people in each base and let them rotate the guards.

This group of people is originally trained by the national system, and they are all familiar with instruments and equipment.

As for whether two people can defend a base or not, Jing Ming is not too worried, isn't there a modifier, and creating six or seven thousand supermen is just a matter of moving ideas.

I remember that Lu Xue'an's various attributes have been adjusted to 1 million, which is already the black meat of Supo in the city, and this group of people is not much, they are all adjusted to 10 million, which is better than thinking that they can cope with any situation.

Well, not counting immortal power, Xiang Pu's various values of a heavenly immortal are only 1 million, and Jingming is equivalent to dropping more than 6,000 humanoid nuclear bombs in China.

There is also the issue of loyalty, this group of people are now staunch theistic supporters, fanatical followers of the gods, and Jing Ming will not leave even if he pushes them away.

Jingming doesn't mind the issue of loyalty, love is loyal to whom, and with their loyalty, he will not ascend the throne, the point is to do what he explains well.

Giving them extraordinary abilities is to let them do things, and I don't think anything can stump them, well, if they encounter difficulties that even they can't cope with, it is estimated that it will not be possible to change to the original army.

And these people are free labor, and if they have a physical strength of 10 million, they can not eat, drink or sleep for a year.

Well...... Each person will be given a kilogram of gold bars, which is equivalent to 200,000 yuan per person, which should not be worse than the original salary.

So overall, Jingming is still very relieved.

In this way, the problem of the defense of the domestic base can be considered solved.

Just thinking of it, Jing Ming returned to the villa in the middle of the night, causing a commotion.

Fortunately, there were not many people awake, and Jing Ming shouted.

"Where's Li Guochang? Come and see me. ”

For Lilliputia, this voice was as loud as an air defense siren, waking up Lilliputians from its slumber.

The quiet night instantly became noisy. Jing Ming heard a lot of people shouting about Lord Zuo, and then he remembered that Lilliputian was a theocratic country.

Not long after, Li Guochang appeared in front of Jing Ming while running and dressing, tilted his head and said sincerely: "Great Mingshen, why did you summon Xinnan?"

Hearing this title, Jing Ming was really not used to it, so he grinned in the eyes of the villains and took Li Guochang out alone, took him to the bedroom, and enlarged the goods into a life-size product.

Li Guochang was still a little excited to recover his size, but he said: "Great Mingshen, Xinnan still has to manage the Lilliputian Kingdom for you, and he no longer pursues his original body." ”

Jing Ming never got used to hearing this, and if someone stepped on his head, he would definitely be one of the rebels like Dr. Zhao.

Jing Ming didn't bother to correct him, and said things directly.

"What other activities do you have besides eating and sleeping every day?"

"Oh, we have homework every day, organize the study of Myojin's thoughts, and sing the story of Myojin. ”

Jing Ming was stunned: "What story can I have?"

"That's a lot, there are Mingshen created the Holy Maiden, Mingshen has a catastrophe, Mingshen resurrects the dead, Mingshen controls time, Mingshen absorbs the underworld, Mingshen destroys the world, Mingshen Creation, etc., etc., etc., ten major events, one hundred and twenty-five miscellaneous news. ”

Jing Ming's forehead was sweating: "You guys are so idle every day?"

Li Guochang's tears immediately fell when he heard this: "Mingshen, the believer is wronged!"

"Huh?"

"In addition to organizing the study of the morning and evening classes every day, Nobuo has been working hard to compile the Mingshen Ji, and he has not dared to slack off in the slightest. ”

Jingming: "......"

"With the strong support of the land attendant envoy, the first half of the Myojin Ji has been basically completed, including the Chinese version, English version, Russian version and other fourteen Chinese versions, just wait for the printing tools to be in place, immediately print 7 billion copies, and make sure that all human beings around the world are bathed in the glory of the Myojin!"

Li Guochang said that his eyes were shining with excitement, and Jing Ming didn't dare to look at them directly, thinking that they were just playing at home, but he didn't expect this group of people to be so fanatical.

Brainwashing plus proselytizing.

Jingming was in a cold sweat, Nima is a cult.