At this time, something flew over from the direction of the sacred mountain. It was an unknown man, about twenty years old, with a handsome face, wearing a green cross-collar ancient costume. He has never been seen among the first generation gods, and last time this kind of clothes was worn by the servants of the gods on the sacred mountain.
After the other party flew closer, he saw her and was stunned. Then he immediately knelt down and knelt down to worship her.
Xining raised his hand to signal to stand up.
The other party should have also used invisibility, and no one noticed that there were two uninvited guests next to them.
Daya struggled too hard and screamed at the top of her lungs. Several strong men simply lifted her up by her hands and feet and continued walking towards the deeper water.
The man who came later stood aside, bowing his head slightly and saying nothing. Since the Lord God was here, there was no need for him to do anything.
Either show up and save, or stay silent.
But Xining chose the third option, turned around and flew towards the sacred mountain.
The man just stared, helplessly seeing the Lord God, who had not been here for hundreds of years, just left. Like a shooting star, it headed towards the sacred mountain.
Now he was dumbfounded. What did the Lord God mean? Should he save him or not?
Xining flew to the sacred mountain and saw several villages along the way. The size of the buildings and farmland is about the same as when I left before, but the people are slightly different.
Some villages have mixed races, while others are divided according to skin color. It seems that it is also to maintain the diversity of human races, rather than ending up with just one mixed race.
These are all small things. To her, living things are just like before. Whether they evolve or die, they are all part of history. Paying more attention to them is mainly for the sake of faith.
When it was almost over, she deepened her blur again.
First go to the cave with the huge viewing terrace, where she lived last time.
The furnishings inside have been changed, and a lot of furniture made of jade has been replaced. After all, long time can make plastic and glass weather into powder. The remaining wooden furniture is almost all made of golden nanmu and agarwood, which are very dense and not easy to corrode.
She walked over, sat on the bed, and touched it with her hand. Not only the mattresses and quilts on the bed are new. Even the hanging gauze and curtains are 90% new.
The cleanliness and tidiness seen from all aspects prove that someone has been cleaning the place and replacing the old ones. Many pieces of furniture made of jade have polished edges and corners that are shiny and patinated.
She walked out of the room, and the sacred mountain was still green with green mountains and green bamboos, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. A group of young boys and girls who were servants of God, dressed in uniform dark green ancient costumes, were busy with their own affairs and did not notice her arrival.
From time to time there are servants of God in green clothes coming and going, but what they hold in their hands are not brooms or feather dusters, but books and papers. They should belong to higher-level servants of God.
Everything remains as usual, as if time has not passed.
It feels a bit incredible that on this planet, three spaces and three trajectories exist at the same time, including the prehistoric era, post-modern AI, and the era of farming maintained by the gods here.
Which one is the best?
Perhaps the vast majority of people will choose postmodernity. After all, there is no need to support a family, no disease and pain. Everyone can live the life they want, and even become a warrior in a game that does not exist in reality. , the emperor, has the perfect partner.
But they and so many virtual lives only live in a host computer the size of a room. What kind of life is this?
While Xining was thinking, a bunch of people appeared out of nowhere, running and flying out of the cave houses above and below, heading towards the place where she lived.
Those were her fourteen first-generation gods and some divine servants wearing green clothes, one of which was the one she saw by the pond before.
She followed behind and watched them swarm in and kneel down together: "Greetings to Goddess Xining! Greetings to the Lord God!" After prostrating, they all raised their heads excitedly, only to find that there was no one in the whole room. See.
He was wondering, and even questioned the servant of God who brought the news.
The servant of the god knelt on the ground in panic, saying that he had indeed seen the main god, and that he saw the main god flying towards the sacred mountain. He can't keep up with the speed of the Lord God.
While they were noisily discussing what to do, Xi Ning eliminated the virtual reality and revealed himself.
As soon as they saw the Lord God standing behind them, looking at them. A large number of first-generation gods and divine servants quickly turned around and knelt down to salute.
Xining dodged and came behind them, found a chair and sat down: "There are more people here." He watched them all turn around again, still kneeling towards her.
Nian Cang, the first generation god, responded: "I'm telling the goddess, more than a hundred divine servants have been added to the sacred mountain. If they can't break through the cultivation level within ten years and don't get immortality, they will go down the mountain and go home. The same is true for the previous divine servants, such as Xiu Because there are signs of aging, Just go back to the original village or go to the village specially set up for retired god servants. Every year, each village will select the best ones to make up the number. Those who go back can tell the villagers what they have seen and heard in the sacred mountain, so that they can strengthen their faith. .”
Xining nodded, thoughtfully: "Are you the leader here now?" It seemed that when she left last time, it was not him who connected with her.
Nian Cangzuo bowed and said: "We implement a shift system, which changes every three years. If there is a major mistake while on duty, one round will be suspended. If there is merit, three years will be added. Other gods have the right to vote for impeachment."
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This is a very democratic approach. Xining nodded again: "How did you originally plan to deal with the things I saw before when you sent people there?"
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This is a small thing, but from a small thing, you may be able to analyze a lot of things.
Nian Cang turned to look at the servant who went to the pond: "Qingzhu, tell me."
This is a good habit. Knowing that what she wants to hear is the truest words, simply let the person doing the work speak.
Qingzhu kowtowed first before speaking: "Goddess of Enlightenment, we received a document from the head of Waitang Village seven days ago, concerning the fact that the village chief girl pretended to be a god, pretended to be a god, and the other four people believed it. We plan to follow the instructions The village rules of their village are Shen Tang”
"After receiving the news, the fourteen gods of the sacred mountain took it very seriously. After a meeting and discussion, they decided that during this period, the five of them abandoned the true gods and believed in the false gods created by Daya, so there was no need to protect them. Life and death were decided by their village. .”
"This servant went here just to see the final results of Waitang Village without giving any instructions."
This Qingzhu speaks in a calm tone, clear enunciation, and is organized, which is what you need when looking for someone to do things.
She went to another place: "Qingzhu? It's a good name." All the names outside were rubbish, and the original ordinary name turned into a clean one.
Qingzhu's mouth had a polite smile like a shopping mall: "It was the name given by the god. As a servant of the god, if you can return to the village, you can still keep the name, but the people in the village are not allowed to give such elegant names. This is outrageous. ”
So that’s it, no wonder those names are all there.
"You all go down, just pretend I'm not here and do whatever you have to do." Xining sat there, watching them get up and retreat respectfully.
When there was no one else in the room, she walked over to the sofa-like couch covered with soft and thick cushions and lay down on it. (End of chapter)