Shrouded in blue light, Zhao Mai was worshiped by many residents of Eureka, and some even called him "true God". After hamanna died, the inertia of life made them look for a new spiritual dependence and leader. They are already familiar with the concept of "God", so they use it in Zhao Mai.
Belief is a kind of power. Gods know how to gather and use this power, and Zhao Mai is no exception. The power of these beliefs forms a field, covering the city of Eureka and floating towards Zhao Mai.
"I am not your God. I will not save you. You must save yourself." Zhao Mai isolated the gathered power of belief with the field of Z worm, and then said, "Hamana is dead, you can try to control your own destiny."
No one understood what he was saying. For most people in Eureka, they have no idea what their destiny is. Looking at the confusion and disappointment in their eyes, Zhao Mai can clearly feel their confusion and confusion. Killing the wicked can save the good, but it does not mean that the good can live a happy life. With the development of the present situation, it is very likely that Eureka will fall into chaos completely, and even become a city of sand robbers when there is no order.
Come to a country, kill his head, completely paralyze and eliminate his management, break all the shackles, the basic release will not be democracy and freedom, but chaos. Order is always born from chaos, which shows that chaos runs faster and comes earlier than order.
It's like the power of faith gathered on top of your head. It mingles with Eureka's collapsing territorial consciousness, influencing and intertwining with each other, trying to find a way out. Zhao Mai's eyes were fixed on it, just to observe what it would do. The will of the world has the ability of self-regulation, but no matter how it is regulated, it can not revive hamanna. Crimson's important battle against Eureka is meaningless, and Ricardo is not doomed to fail here. What will the world do next?
An old man gave the answer. It was an old slave who had been taken to the slaughterhouse to end his life in a stone hook and someone else's stomach acid, but now he was free. He had been crawling on the ground, his knees and forehead flushed with sand and stone. The will of the world hovered over him for a while, and the old man stood up. Bending his back, he tried to look up at Zhao Mai and asked, "are you Ricas, the emancipator of slaves?"
The moment he spoke, Zhao Mai understood. So he replied with a smile, "I'm not Ricas, but I'm his friend."
"Will you govern and rule us?" When the old man saw Zhao Mai shaking his head, he asked, "where's ricks?"
Zhao Mai closed his eyes, his field is communicating with atas' world will, and soon reached an agreement. "You need to find your own savior, but eventually you will find that the Savior is yourself. Ricardo is in kelde village, but that's not the end of your journey, it's just the first step
The old man nodded. He looked around, pulled out a half burnt hardwood stick from the ruins, used it as a walking stick, and turned to walk outside the city. "I'm going to find Ricas, the slave liberator of tyre, who should know what we should do."
Many people followed him and collected food and drink along the way. Eureka's territorial consciousness and people's praying power have a place to go, part of which is attached to this team. The rest are still hovering over the city, perhaps when and where new heroes will appear.
"You can easily be the master of this city - it's one of the big cities in atas, even though it's built on the crater of the skeletal volcano and the human flesh processing plant." Tyrion seems to be encouraging Zhao Mai, but in fact, he is advising: "as long as you drag all the oases in the desert, you can easily support these people."
"If next time I'm going to attack a Witch King's city, you'll tell me that again." Zhao Mai replied: "I know that you have been the official of Kaiyan city and the acting prime minister of westero. Now I need you to take out your collar so that I can destroy the Witch Queen and take over the population of every city. I also need to have enough spare power to meet the immigrants of a world. All of these need to be planned ahead of time - and I think you know who that person will be. "
Tyrion's face collapsed, his hands spread out, and he said with an exaggerated expression: "I really want to have the opportunity to play my talent and ability, but it shouldn't be so hard. There are no women, no wine, even the food is just mushrooms I'll die at work. "
"I'll revive you, so don't try to be lazy." Zhao Mai shook his head and returned to the car with his collar. Because of the settlement of the wizard king of Eureka, the historical mission of the crimson Legion is basically over, and the world will pestering sartilli is also gone, which is the most important thing. Zhao Mai and the world will reach a compromise. The expansion of xirang and Z worm will get the help of atas, which is something no one has ever done in history.
"I have to say that you have the potential to be a dictator more than any Witch King. And for the sake of all the people in the world, I have to do my best to become a poor man enslaved by you. " Tyrion looked back at the city. A group of ragged runaway slaves followed them far away. They want shelter, but they are afraid to get close because of fear. "Zhao Mai, do you know why there are classes? Although they are miserable, but as long as someone is still under their own, it will produce a sense of satisfaction. Man is really a sad animal. He gets happiness by the illusion of comparison, and I am just a sad little man. ""If you want to take someone back to serve you, just say it. Don't go around." Dogian took a look at the people who were huddled behind the corner and the pillar. "These people are all slaves. Their clothes should be hard-working, but they don't serve people."
"Not yet, Tyrion." Zhao Mai said to the little devil, "at present, the entanglement of the will of the world here is too deep. I don't want you to get into any trouble. Wait... "
Zhao Mai frowned and looked at a man in the crowd. It was a small beggar with one eye. He was thin and small, and he was slowly pushed behind in the crowd. The connection between her fate and atas has been very weak, almost on the verge of death. At the moment Zhao Mai saw her, influenced by the z-bug field, her connection with the world was broken. Zhao Mai foresees the future and knows that as long as she gets on the bus and leaves, she will be knocked down by the scattered crowd, and will be fatally injured in the stampede. She will die before night falls.
"Take her with you." Zhao Mai uses psychic powers to separate people and drags the little girl over. The little girl fainted from weakness and fright.
"How old is she? Considering that malnutrition will be less severe, she will be seven or eight years old at most. What can she do?"
"Nothing, you don't want her to do anything." Zhao Mai said: "in my family, the daily work is done by yuandinglong and gongchong. Originally, you don't need to do anything. Recently, I see you are so leisurely. Take care of the children in your spare time! Believe me, although you are small, as long as you take care of others, you will feel tall and great. Just think of her as one of your lost illegitimate daughters
"It can't be one of my father's illegitimate daughters, so I have a sister."
"Considering your bad relationship with your father and the reputation of your family, she can't be your sister." Zhao Mai said, "that's it. You have to cultivate some normal hobbies, or make your past weird hobbies normal. "
Although the little girl was thin and small, she was still half a head taller than Tyrion. Take care of her? For the first time, the dwarf realized that it was absolutely inappropriate to tease the boss.