Chapter 1637 Desire and Reality
Wen Rensheng glanced at Xiawang.
The real decisive battle actually started when he entered the script.
He already understood this.
Contact the mysterious seed and wake up from this script, and he will win.
Instead, he will sleep forever until the day comes when nature fails.
This matter is very dangerous.
He did not tell Zhao Han. After all, after the fool knew about it, he could only become more worried.
The real opponent is his own heart.
Instead of someone else.
It’s not the Tatars, it’s not the world, it’s not the people’s will.
Those things are too small compared to his heart.
This is just like ordinary people. For most people, their lifelong opponent is themselves.
The competitors I once thought of will slowly disappear as life continues.
Just how to wake up is a problem.
"Do you want to satisfy your own heart?"
When a person is addicted to dreams, it is because there are things in reality that can only be found in dreams.
Just like people addicted to online games.
Wen Rensheng thought back to his heart and saw where he was dissatisfied.
The next moment, he issued an order: "The army is dispatched, pointing directly at Donghan, leaving no grass behind."
Don't tell me anything about humanity, don't tell me about justice. At this time, there is only one word in his heart:
Kill.
Kill to satisfy past dissatisfaction.
Just two hours after the order was issued, his heart changed again.
“If you want to keep women and children, you can stay if you have no experience of joining the invaders.”
This is how my heart is, one moment I want to destroy the universe, the next moment I want to be the Virgin Hero.
Half a month later, the Eastern Cold calmed down.
Whether it is careerists or traitors, they have all been reduced to ashes.
Before they died, they did not know why they failed.
After hearing the news, Wen Rensheng felt a little satisfied.
And what he did before was also to satisfy his heart.
Whether it is tax exemption, Sansi, or Xiawang governing the world, they are just experiments on things that have been thought of but never done.
But now, Wen Rensheng still feels that something is missing in his heart.
What is missing?
He thought about it carefully.
Yes, are they those indescribable things?
No, if you do those things, you will be defeated.
There is a kind of person who will not do evil even in his dreams.
That's him.
After thinking for a long time, he had to admit that even though he was so perfect and powerful, he still felt a headache in front of his heart.
After thinking for a long time, he didn't think about what the missing things were.
My heart is tired.
Destroy it.
He thought like this, and then got into the large square bed one hundred meters long and wide specially built for himself by the people of the Holy Religion, and slept.
Dreaming in dreams, looking for answers.
…………
How to turn the world into a cartoon?
Zhao Han shook his dog's head and looked at the sky.
She fell into deep thought.
The answer given by the teacher is indeed exquisite.
Only the world of cartoons is beautiful.
Everything that is not good will be eliminated.
Of course, some childhood shadow cartoons are not included in this list.
What a duck detective...
Looking back on it, it’s scary.
How to transform it?
“How should I transform it into a cartoon world?” She had no choice but to ask her evil alien species.
“Cartoon world? Oh, it’s very simple. You must first know the characteristics of this world, extract its laws, and then set its laws into the will of the planet. In this way, it will It will run according to your rules." Xiaopang said simply.
“Isn’t this the same as installing an elephant in a refrigerator?” Zhao Han said bitterly.
"It's like putting an elephant into the refrigerator. If you can't fit it in, it's because your skills are not good. It's not that the question is wrong. You need to reflect more on why you can't do it." Xiaopang said with disdain.
"I'm stupid, I reflect."
Zhao Han then began to reflect.
Just reflecting is not enough, you have to go out for a walk.
So he went out for a private visit incognito. The emperor paid a private visit incognito, and it was taboo to wear a white dragon fish costume.
If you take hundreds of thousands of people with you, they will be arrested and called to the door, let alone just a few people.
What, you said the emperor is a dog, that’s okay.
Who would think of tying up a dog?
Unless its identity is known.
Walking through one village after another, as far as I could see, there was joy everywhere, and there were people tying silk to trees.
Fake, too fake.
Although the new dynasty has taken many measures, it is still difficult to implement them on everyone and make everyone happy.
It will take at least five years of hard work.
It's like reducing or exempting all taxes, but if you don't pay the imperial tax, the landlord will immediately increase the rent and take back that part of the tenant farmer's income.
You don’t have to rent, some people do anyway.
After all, without passing through the bandits, the population is still too large.
You don’t rent, some people rent.
Zhao Han deeply understands the deep pain of the people.
Although this is a scripted world, when everyone watches the movie, they will still feel sad for the tragedy of the protagonist.
The plot of the heroine being abused is the most poisonous of all.
So Zhao Han was thinking, how to solve this problem?
She really had no clue, so she had to make a few ambitions first.
The key to whether you can succeed or not is to be able to comfort yourself...
"I wish that everyone is happy in this world."
"I wish that there is no happiness in this world. It’s something I can’t bear to say.”
"I wish that everyone in this world will be reunited."
"Is this your method?" Xiaopang said in surprise.
"If you want to despise, feel free to despise." Zhao Han said while lying flat.
While talking, the purple flower dog was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, with a look of despair.
It’s like a bad student facing a difficult Mathematical Olympiad test paper.
"No, I mean stupid people are lucky." Xiaopang said in a complicated tone.
Then the alien instinct prompt appeared:
"Zhao Han never expected that the key to solving this problem is to make a wish and hope that it will be completed by itself."
Ah, successful?
Zhao Han was ecstatic, but then he was puzzled.
"Smart people, perfect people, will set goals, but never really expect it to be completed by themselves, but hope to do it steadily. However, this is an idealistic world. When your heart is sincere enough and your desire is strong enough , it will succumb to you," Xiaopang explained.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Han saw streaks of golden light passing in front of his eyes.
The turf, the trees, began to change.
Reality disappears and animation appears.
The outline began to blur, and it found that its hair had turned into clumps, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
"What's going on?"
"There is a price for a perfect world. If the sense of reality is too strong, the CPU can't bear it. Only by blurring can the consumption rate of the CPU and GPU be reduced. The computing power is more focused on fulfilling wishes," Xiaopang said with contempt again.
"Is that so? Sorry, I'm not a computer science major." Zhao Han said with shame.
Then it ran happily to a village.
In the village, a group of old farmers were begging for mercy around the only landlord in the village.
"Master Mo, please reduce the rent, 80% of the rent is really unbearable."
"If you can't stand it, you don't have to rent." A middle-aged man in blue satin said impatiently.
“We will go to the government to sue you.”
“I can rent as much of my land as I want.”
The old farmers had nothing to do, so they heard someone say: “ Don’t panic, the land here is too expensive. We won’t rent it anymore and go to work in the city. There are people in the city recruiting a lot of workers.”
"Recruiting workers?"
"Where to live in the city?"
"Yes, it's good to be at home for a thousand days, but it's very difficult to go out."
"You'll starve to death at home, but it's very difficult to go out. There is still a way to survive.”
While everyone was talking, a golden light suddenly flashed.
"I was wrong, how could I do such a thing? We are all neighbors, and I decided that from now on the rent will only be 50%, which will be enough for my whole family!" the middle-aged silk man suddenly burst into tears.
“This is great!”
“Thank you, Master Mo.”
Zhao Han was happy at first, but also a little weird when he saw this scene.
“It always feels unreal.”
"You bitches are just hypocritical. The real ones say it's miserable, and the animation ones say it's too fake. What do you want?" Xiaopang said impatiently.
“Well, people’s hearts change easily.” Zhao Han also knew that his demands were too high.
It is impossible to have both truth and perfection at the same time.
Even she knows that in the real world, there is never perfection, first love is always hard to come by, cuckolds are common, and marriage is the grave...
(End of this chapter)
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