Human Brain Ranch

Dappled sunlight.

The Slave Dynasty, the Seaside Country, and the Bronze Country. Zhu Zhengwei sat in the old house with a calm expression as before, flipping through the pages of his diary and reading them patiently.

It's hard to imagine that this is written by the third brother.

It's not written, and it's far worse than even his worst student.

It seems that the elegant teacher has completely returned to the wild, and has become a rough savage who can do whatever he wants. With a swipe of the pen, the handwriting is crooked and sloppy, and he writes wherever he thinks.

In a trance, Zhu Zhengwei seemed to see a long-lived person walking alone through history, witnessing the destruction of history, the rebirth of civilization, and the growth of human beings. Everything in the world is intertwined into a sacred epic.

This is the hymn of the years.

It is also the precipitation of civilization.

Perhaps, I should get used to this, because I created this dream world, which is no longer a dream at all, but a mysterious world where a large number of souls breed.

They're really alive.

He suddenly smiled in a complicated mood, and continued to read,

[In the summer of 0128, I changed from a soldier to the war executive adjutant of You Country. Fever and witchcraft continued to consume the lives of these soldiers. I bet the commander that this long war that lasted for several years will soon end. The truce, as expected, I won within half a month, and the two major coalition forces still couldn't take down the tyrant's city of hundred stones. We are finally going back to China, but I have to leave. My unaging face will come out if I stay in one place for a long time big problem. 】

[In the winter of 0138, the Bronze City held a saint's birthday banquet. The hot air balloon was lifted into the sky, and the woman sprinkled flowers on it. In order to commemorate the 250th birthday of the saint Zhang Zhi, the princess also took the opportunity to recruit relatives. She is the descendant of the elder brother's daughter. This is why I seldom go to the Bronze Kingdom. When they held the holy ceremony, I was playing chess with an old man who didn't know who Zhang Zhi was in front of a wine shop in Heiyun Port, and I lost everything. 】

[In 0140, Emperor Shi Guang of the Slave Kingdom was assassinated. In that long battle that year, no one could defeat the powerful man who claimed to be the closest to God, but he was ridiculously stabbed to death by a group of mortals at night. Our brains can release The power of terror, the physique is still extremely weak, the power of the gods, the physique of a mortal, how sad? After all, I only have half of the power that my brother gave me, and I still haven't researched the divine blood factor, the method that makes human beings completely perfect in practice, and makes the air flow flow through the whole body. Qi, still can't get down to the neck, and is tightly stuck. And the tyranny of the slave dynasty will always be overthrown in this way. 】

[In the winter of 0141, the new king ascended the throne. It was the slave labor hero who led people to assassinate the tyrant. He became the next Emperor Shi Guang. Wei Lue. But after the third transfer, their kingdom sensed that the seeds of qi were being diluted, and their power was not as good as before. 】

[In 0146, I bought the sixth volume of the rare edition A New Interpretation of the Sage's Enlightenment in the Bronze Jingshan Temple. The wisdom of the world is always great. This temple gathers the most powerful monks and wise men in the country, interpreting what I could not have imagined back then. Theory, put it down. 】

[In 0152, I went to the City of Hundred Stones again, and the slave dynasty was fading away. I came back as a well-known wealthy businessman. I walked around and found that there was nothing to see. They are not stupid, they already know that their own demise is inevitable, but they are still in the last carnival. On the boulders, I accidentally remembered the scene of counting the stars with the slave worker Ada on the night long ago. He said to me: It turns out that those boulders are soaked in elephant blood and human tears, and they are cold to the touch. 】

[In 0154, I discussed with a professor of the Bronze Kingdom named Li Su the reasons for the end of the slave dynasty. In the winter snow, we fought red-faced, and secretly I felt that his arguments were well-founded. The older I got, the more stubborn I became. . 】

[In 0156, I decided to go back to my hometown to have a look. But where was the happiest childhood? It was Journey to the West playing on TV. But when I think about it carefully, I no longer remember the plot, but the impression of the old civilization era has been completely blurred, and even the faces of the family members are almost completely forgotten. I only remember that the elder brother is disabled, and the elder brother is a man with a mole. 】

Finally, he left a note,

Over these years, my brother has been wandering around and never returned. I'm afraid that the two of us will pass each other while wandering. What do you think?

Over the years, I have been looking for the method of perfecting human cultivation, but I have struggled to find the way.

And the history of this world, what kind of truth does it contain?

Zhu Zhengwei closes the diary he left behind.

I haven't been here recently, and I haven't been wandering around the world for a long time. How can I find myself?

However, most of the students used to sleep for eight hours at night. After the current 24-hour cycle, the time flow rate in a day is three times that of nine years.

More than a hundred years have passed inside, but in reality Zhu Zhengwei has been busy taking exams outside for the past ten days.

This is an unavoidable daily life for a student. Fortunately, I didn't fail the subject, and the rest of the time is spent looking for various animals.

The dream world in front of him developed into such a way that he did not expect it.

Zhu Zhengwei thought for a while, and wrote a vague sentence about the immortal on the back of the note.

The blizzard is on again.

Just like three thousand years ago, the predators crept out of this ancient land quietly, and the night couldn't hide the cold light on the minions of the ancient species.

Um.

very satisfied.

No matter how you think about it, it makes sense, and you can get round no matter how round you are.

Zhu Zhengwei carefully put the reply letter in the hidden compartment, and then left again.

This disappearance took another hundred years, and he planned to find some special creatures to enrich the world.

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