Thick fog hit his eyes. Jiang Chou stood up and waved his arms, causing the thick fog to flow like water, leaving a slight wetness on his arms.
Where is this place? Are you dead?
Life and death are big issues, but since I can still think, maybe I am not dead.
At her feet, Qingzi's body was slowly dissipating into light spots, and the light spots merged into a vague line, pointing in a certain direction.
It seems that Qingzi is something similar to the underlying protection logic of the program in the secret realm of Lone Wolf Dao. When the entire Lone Wolf Dao falls apart, Qingzi is the only backdoor.
Without much entanglement, Jiang Chou stood up and walked in the direction indicated.
Not far away, Jiang Chou suddenly touched something hard under his feet. Lowering his head to push away the white mist, Jiang Chou was shocked to find that it was actually a step.
There is more than one level, but it leads continuously to high places. The mist that is so thick that it is about to turn into liquid is extremely high and deep, and there is a faint red light spot.
Climb up the stairs.
"Ding!"
Suddenly, a mechanical sound sounded in his ears, but he couldn't tell the specific location, but it made Jiang Chou's face change slightly.
Could this familiar voice from the online novels of the previous life be the system? As a standard equipment for time travellers, it has been delayed for nearly twenty years. Is it finally coming?
"Do you think the system has credited the account? You're dreaming! Maybe you heard this voice a little strange, and you don't know what I'm talking about, but it doesn't matter, it's just a bit of my bad taste."
Immediately afterwards, the voice of a young man who was a bit rogue but naturally had a certain dignity sounded.
"Next, please listen to what this emperor has to say to you."
The entire white mist trembled and flowed, rising and falling, like the audio channel display bar on a huge stereo.
Jiang Chou frowned.
"You are now stepping on the fourth step. I was only four years old that year, and my main task was to herd cattle for the landlord. Later, when I looked back, I found that that was the happiest time in my life."
Jiang Chou looked at the white steps under his feet, thought for a moment and then stepped up again.
"When I was fifteen years old, there was a drought in my hometown of Haozhou, and there was no harvest. The unscrupulous landowners tried to take my mother away to pay the rent, so my father had no choice but to sell the house at home."
"In the spring of my sixteenth year, locust plagues and plagues occurred again. My father, eldest brother and mother died one after another... How can I live like Lao Zhu? Oh, you may not know Lao Zhu, forget it, it's not important...
The important thing is that I had no choice but to enter a temple and become a monk due to the natural disaster!"
"Gan! Do you know how scared I was when I first learned that I wanted to be a monk! Sixteen years old! It was when I was full of youth and vitality, and the girls here are so delicate. I can't help but have to rely on the fifth girl for the rest of my life.
, this is really the most terrifying thing.”
"Fortunately, there was a famine in the temple soon. It's strange, why should I say lucky when such a tragic thing happened?"
"Anyway, after the famine, the temple sent us out to beg for alms for three years! Do you know how I spent these three years!"
"Hehe, I'm having a great time... Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about my own pleasure, but the pleasure of those little girls..."
Jiang Chou paused and twitched at the corner of his eye. At this time, he reached the seventeenth step. He looked up and saw that the steps in front of him continued into the deep fog with no end in sight.
How long do I have to listen to this man's nagging...
Jiang Chou had some vague guesses about the identity of this person who sometimes called himself "Laozi" and sometimes called himself "this emperor", but he was not sure yet.
Keep moving forward.
The voice in my ears continued to ring, telling me that after returning to the temple, natural disasters still occurred frequently, ethnic conflicts and class conflicts became increasingly acute, and the Jing Dynasty was in full decline, unable to suppress or reform at all, like a giant elephant riddled with holes.
, can only wait to be pecked by vultures and fought over by tigers and wolves.
Jiang Chou's guess became more and more certain that the Jing dynasty was the predecessor of the present Dahuang dynasty. It was destroyed about 1,300 years ago. After that, after another 2 to 3 hundred years of turbulent wars between gods and demons, Emperor Shihuang finally established the human race.
Uprisings broke out all over the world, demons and ghosts were rampant, and people were in dire straits. The owner of the voice joined a certain rebel army at the age of twenty-five, and began a legendary life.
Later, Jiang Chou listened to the entire history of the rise of emperors.
A life that should have been magnificent and passionate, but narrated in that light and joking voice, Jiang Chou only felt a sense of wretchedness.
Also, why does this tone of voice still sound slightly familiar?
It's like I've heard it somewhere but haven't seen it again for a long time.
"Lu Zhongtian is my last opponent. After defeating him, I felt lonely. I often thought of him when I woke up late at night among the beauties and demons... At that time, we were also like this: he got off me and I got on top.
I'll... don't get me wrong, I'm talking about fighting."
Jiang Chou stood in front of the last step and stepped forward without hesitation.
"You must have heard what happened next. Invincibility was too boring, so I had no choice but to proclaim myself emperor."
"I like the word 'Huang' very much. It is grand and domineering, and it matches my temperament. And I don't want to be the second Lao Zhu, so the name of the country is called 'Huang'."
"This is the name of the country already, and it would be meaningless to call it anything else, so I asked Lao Chen and the others to pretend to mention it in the court, and then I passed it and that was it. Hehe, let's borrow the name of the one emperor through the ages.
Name, this wave is the export of culture from another world..."
"Well, you can call me...Shihuang Emperor!"
The moment the voice fell, Jiang Chou's footsteps also landed on the high platform. In front of him stood a table similar to the podium in an auditorium. At the same time, the surrounding clouds and mist suddenly dispersed, and a bright sun slowly appeared in front of Jiang Chou.
rising.
Immediately afterwards, the white mist between the sky and the earth began to surge and make a huge sound, as if there were countless drums beating at the same time in his ears. Jiang Chou felt that the heart in his chest was about to pop out of his mouth at the next moment.
As the white mist surged, the clear and light ones were rising, while the turbid and heavy ones were falling. Soon, the endless mountain peaks stretched out rugged and steep spikes from under the white mist, approaching towards the sky. Around the big sun in the sky,
The newly formed clouds and mist are accumulating redder and redder.
Rivers gush out, plains spread out, and heaven and earth gradually become enlightened.
A picture of creation appeared in front of Jiang Chou!!!
For the first time since he came to this world, Jiang Chou was truly shocked and speechless.
In fact, no matter who is watching the birth of a world with their own eyes, they will inevitably feel the insignificance and powerlessness of individual life.
However, could it be that Emperor Shihuang did all this alone? Is this something that human power can achieve?
Jiang Chou looked in front of him in silence.
At the same time that the heaven and the earth were being formed, the high platform he was on was also changing. But when Jiang Chou saw this change clearly, his face turned dark.
The change was very small, except that the table that originally stood in front of me changed its appearance.
It turned into a silicone model of a graceful beauty doing extreme stretching movements facing Jiang Chou. She was wearing tight training clothes, her slender legs were straight, she bent down and gently touched her delicate bare feet with her palms.
Due to her movement, the training clothes tightened the fullness of her chest, making it even more uncomfortable. The ravine seemed to be deeper than the deepest canyon in the world.
What made Jiang Chou feel even more helpless was that the model's movements caused the surface that was originally the tabletop to now be her buttocks.
On his hip, there was a book that he obviously needed to reach for.
The problem is that the tabletop is flat, but the more uneven that part is, the more tempting it is. So the book is swaying gently in the breeze, as if it will fall down at any time.
"What a vulgar and filthy man!"
Jiang Chou cursed angrily, took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and glanced at the cover of the book from a distance.
No squinting eyes.
With just one glance, he was stunned and his heart almost stopped beating.
The words on that booklet were very familiar to him, and he had never forgotten them even after so many years.
It's Simplified Chinese. This chapter has been completed!