Chapter 191 The Sudden Appearance in the Dream Court

"Alright, let's leave this topic at that."

In short, everyone should remember that in the new era of the Investiture of the Gods, the "grassland" will become the cheapest stage for rent.

Back then, there was no need to compete or worry about not having anyone, because once the curtain was drawn on the stage, the performers would change, and you could choose whatever you wanted.

The old model of "as long as the person is in Taiwan, the legacy continues for three generations after they leave" will become a thing of the past, like a farce.

It's just a farce; they gave up the entire table for a few scraps of rice.

Although the platform is small and insignificant, the sheer number of platforms that were given up makes it all the more remarkable. How is this any different from the ancient Heavenly Emperor's bestowal of titles upon gods and marquises?

The derived terms "valve" (read backwards) and "ancestor" (pronounced in the fourth tone) are the same.

They are the kings of cattle and the leaders of sheep. Like ancient gods, they understand each other implicitly, devouring the fertile "immortal herbs" and directly affecting the farm's ecology.

Once anyone touches their "immortal herbs," they will use their "supernatural powers" to savagely charge at them, unmatched by anyone.

In the end, there was no divine marquis, yet it seemed as if there was one, and all sorts of tragic and lamentable scenes were commonplace.

For example, even a simple statement like, "'Grandma's daughter, I'm not going in,' can be used to launch a massive protest." (Self-searched)

That was a scene where the "Sword of Wind" and the "Origin of Self" were both eroded together, yet the well-digger of yesteryear was nowhere to be seen.

Therefore, the new model is also a sword of the times, severing the connection between the three-dimensional and the ancient.

The new era and new models will force the soul to no longer be obsessed with the ground platform.

The stage is a strange stage. When you're dancing on it, it's incredibly cheap, but once you take down the curtain, its cost will teach you what it means to quickly make way for the next group.

And for every soulful dancer on stage, no matter how you dance, as long as you are sincere and positive, you will surely receive applause from the audience.

Conversely, if you stand still on the stage (regardless of how you acquired ZF, it's enough for a lifetime), you'll be seen as a withered shell by the audience. They'll sigh and laugh at you, and you'll feel ashamed. You'll then try to find ways to move your soul, that is, to do something.

Finally, a couple more words.

In short, what I least want is for people to understand what the real ZF is.

Because once people realize that ZF is not just about how many meters you've accumulated and how much your assets are worth, then they'll understand.

People will take back the time they can control for "freestyle swimming," take back the wisdom to avoid the vortex of lies, and so on.

Then, the original carriage will fall apart, the millstone will turn for too long, and many other problems will disappear on their own.

Secondly, please don't think that what I'm saying is wishful thinking or overly idealistic.

As I just mentioned, the movement of stars in the universe is the best example; if there were even the slightest imperfection or imperfection, it would not be able to function.

Even the stars and the sea are so perfect, let alone a mere three-dimensional planet.

This is the law governing the operation of the Great Dao.

However, since the birth of the universe, the laws of the universe have not yet fully manifested in the three-dimensional world.

Just like the proportion of the time that civilization has existed to the time of the universe.

There's a speed difference in between, and many things haven't been transmitted yet.

There is a step-by-step process, and there is a delay.

The moment the fire is removed, it signals that the delay has elapsed.

Although the Demon Lord is no longer here, his aura still lingers. What should we do if the demons, both large and small, are unwilling to let go because of his presence?

Some may outwardly submit but secretly harbor ulterior motives, while others may even directly obstruct progress.

When a question was asked in the live chat, the like icon immediately turned bright red.

"Didn't we just talk about this when we were discussing the millstone? It's about giving us a heads-up."

This ventilation system can be used in any future application.

The demon bared its fangs to suck blood and fill its belly; otherwise, it wouldn't have shed its disguise under the fire.

Whoever sees it should tell the demon-catching team. After slaying the demon and destroying its lair, any rare treasures found will be split equally.

With such a bounty placed, even Wangcai, the village's pet dog, has to cultivate his Fiery Eyes to catch demons. So what is there to worry about?

Using the greed of the three dimensions to suppress the evil thoughts of demons is the way of the Great Dao, where nothing is left undone.

Why must good and evil be irreconcilable? A virtuous person can be upright even when acting crookedly, and a vicious dog can be chained up to guard the house.

After answering, Green Pepper slammed his hand on the table, then got up and left.

The loud bang startled all the guests present. It was probably because the sound was too loud.

What are you all standing there for? get out of class is really over now.

[Maybe everyone's waiting for the bell to ring out~]

[How dare you speak like that? The guests are clearly enjoying the memory.]

After a long while, seeing the guests still sitting there in a daze, the live chat was filled with reminders to end the get out of class...

The young pepper who was the first to walk out of the live broadcast hall walked alone in the building corridor and suddenly saw Lao Xu coming towards him.

He then called out, "Old Xu, Qiuyue has cooked some fancy dishes tonight, come and eat with us."

"I'm afraid neither of us will be able to eat tonight."

Little did he know that Lao Xu had come specifically to see him, and came to greet him when he saw that he had finished work.

"Hmm, what do you mean?"

The green pepper was puzzled.

"See for yourself."

As he spoke, Lao Xu walked up to Qingjiao and handed her his phone.

Green Pepper took it, glanced at it a few times, and frowned slightly. "Holy crap, tonight?"

"Yes, Yuzu said that those people are pressing her hard, and they're going to put her on trial in the Dream Court tonight."

Old Xu shook his head.

"As far as I know, those people always appear in Yuzu's dreams when he least expects them."

Why was it possible to know about the pomelo in advance this time?

Or did they actually confront Yuzu about it in the real world?

Green Pepper asked.

"No, there's an inside man."

Old Xu answered.

"I see..."

My head hurts tonight...

Green Pepper glanced at the time, then thought of Qiuyue waiting for him at home. There wasn't even time to go back and eat a bite of the meal she had prepared. A look of helplessness crossed his face...

That night, in the Pisces palace.

The God King's master bedroom.

Yuzu sat on the bed, with Banlan and the head housekeeper beside her.

Banlan and the head butler were exchanging words while holding a piece of white paper with some secret incantations written on it.

Yuzu watched silently from the window as pterosaurs flew all over the sky. Her face was calm, but her eyes flickered like torches, and it was impossible to know what she was thinking.

'Dong'

As the clock on the wall struck the hour, it was 9 p.m.

At this point, Banlan and the head steward acted separately as they had agreed beforehand.

There, Banlan sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed.

The head steward stood to her side, raising his finger and silently chanting a secret incantation. Sometimes, while chanting, he would lift up a piece of white paper to take a look.

This move directly drew the ire of the Spectral Aura level, who would furrow his brows whenever he heard the sound of him raising the white paper.

At the same time, her slightly pursed lips seemed to be saying, "Can you be serious? Your unfocused spell is making it hard for me to calm down!"

How could I possibly master such a complex and lengthy incantation in such a short time?

Sensing her critical aura, the head butler secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the incantation was recited haltingly, and the spell was successfully cast.

The moment the spell was completed, the two of them followed the fluctuations of the spell and continued to act according to the arrangements they had previously discussed.

The vibrant aura subsided, and a faint glow gradually emanated from its body.

The head steward constantly influences the direction of the "techniques".

At the same time, he prompted Youzi, "Second Master, everything is ready."

The pomelo was received, and I turned to face the head butler.

Then the head butler pointed a finger at the pomelo and shot out a point of light.

A speck of light entered Yuzi's eyebrows, and Yuzi immediately collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.