latelenovela Chapter 361: Planning and Calculation
Chapter 361: Planning and Calculation
Zhang Song grabbed a young girl and pointed his finger at her forehead.
squeak!
The forehead cracked, and a poisonous insect that looked like a strange fish crawled out of the forehead, sticky and disgusting.
"Transformation of Spirits." This is the most powerful one among the hundreds of people around, and he already has his own spiritual consciousness.
"Don't shout, where is your real body?"
"Hehe, it's right here, go find it."
Snapped!
Zhang Song pointed and shattered it, then slowly walked forward along the road.
Countless corpse puppets rushed towards him, making strange squeaking sounds from their mouths, and strange fish emerged from the eyes of some of the corpse puppets.
Some of them actually have the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Stage, are strong, and rush forward to kill regardless of everything.
Before they got close to Zhang Song, these corpse puppets fell down one after another, and flames burned on their bodies. After a dozen breaths, they turned into ashes. Even the strange fish Gu hidden in its head could not escape.
After walking about half of the city, wherever we passed, there were piles of human-shaped ashes.
He stopped in front of a restaurant, Zui Xiang Lou.
"Sir, please go upstairs."
Zhang Song went upstairs and sat on the second floor near the window. From here he could see pedestrians stumbling back and forth outside, with terrified faces and marks of scratching on their bodies.
"What would you like to eat, sir?"
"I'm waiting for your boss."
The waiter's face immediately turned ferocious, and when he turned his head, he showed a completely different face.
"Outsider, if you don't want to die, get out!"
puff!
The head shattered, and before the body fell, it flew more than ten meters away and smashed the wall, revealing a fat middle-aged man.
"Do you know that all the people and souls here belong to me?"
"You killed my people and took their souls. I feel really bad."
The middle-aged man didn't dare to speak, but walked out from behind the wall with a flattering smile on his face.
"Who are you?" Zhang Song grabbed with his big hand.
The man's head suddenly exploded, and a strange silver fish spewed out black smoke, its body twisted in the air, and disappeared in an instant.
"boom!"
The strange fish fell from the air and seemed to have hit the transparent glass.
"This world is over, you can't escape." The strange fish cursed, its eyes were fierce, its body was agitated, and it was ready to self-destruct.
"Wait a while before dying." Zhang Song collected the soul directly.
The strange fish realm is nothing more than the Hedao realm. In Zhang Song's hands, there is no secret at all.
"Brain-eating fish, chaos creature."
Each chaotic creature is extremely powerful. They have no world of their own and wander aimlessly in the darkness. Once they find their target, they immediately rush forward without any care.
This brain-eating fish discovered a crack in space, drilled in, and after devouring thousands of people, it began to give birth to offspring, sweeping across the entire city.
Zhang Song has never raised fish, but he knows that fish live in groups.
Since this fish can get in through the space crack, there must be a group of brain-eating fish outside.
The divine consciousness covered the entire city, but no survivors were found. However, some people's souls had not been completely devoured, and they still had a chance to reincarnate.
...
In the underworld, Emperor Yan summoned the three ghost generals and many monsters.
"From today on, only the Ghost Gate at Fallen Mountain will remain in the outside world, and the other Ghost Gates will be closed."
"The soul devotes its entirety to reincarnation."
"Those who committed serious sins in their lifetime were sent to the animal realm."
"The soul is not complete and is thrown into the demon spirit path."
The three ghost generals all breathed a sigh of relief. There were too many ghosts in the underworld now. Some ghosts who knew how to practice cultivation had even reached the level of ghost generals. They fought every day, destroying one group after another.
Ding Xi stepped forward and saluted: "Sir, with such a large-scale birth, I am afraid that the world of the living cannot bear it, and the order will be disrupted, and it may even..."
Everyone here has lived for hundreds of years. If they have children at home, they cannot afford to raise them and can only let them starve to death. Some of those who have daughters may simply throw them into the water and drown them.
Now the world of the living is in turmoil, and the Human Emperor is levying a head tax and wants to attack another domain.
In less than ten years, the population dropped by 70%.
"No problem, I will ask the dynasty to build an orphanage and guarantee support."
"Sir, there are now a large number of ghosts occupying the Styx. They refuse to obey the rules and want to establish themselves as kings. You have to make the decision yourself."
Zhang Song's soul was instantly shrouded in the River Styx, and the pitch-black water was filled with all kinds of ghosts.
Because of the impact of the water of the Styx, the deep sea is incomplete, and some are left with only instinct.
"Is King Dark Cloud here?"
"Greetings, Taoist Master!" Wuyunxian knelt down on the ground obediently.
"One third of the souls are kept in the Styx, and the rest are sent into reincarnation to fill the vacancies in the world of the living."
"Respect the law."
This is Zhang Song’s second step in preparing to extend the life of the withered martial arts world.
Man can conquer nature. When the population reaches a certain number, it will be favored by heaven and changes will occur.
People’s hearts are fickle.
Human beings’ creativity and ability to change are the best among all races.
By that time, the military will be prosperous, the population will be thriving, and the success rate of prolonging life can be increased by 20%.
Outside the palace, the shadow of the withered bone Tathagata appeared, with his hands clasped together, "Greetings to the First Martial Dao Master!"
Zhang Song's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the Withered Bones Tathagata: What do you think about this, fellow Taoist?
The withered bone Tathagata clasped his hands together, his expression solemn, his eyes radiating wisdom: "Master, the laws of the great changes in the world are not complete now. Doing this is like killing the chicken to get the eggs, and it is like pouring oil on a raging fire. It cannot be sustained for a long time, absolutely not."
If he did not have some backup plan, he would still agree with the idea of Ku Gu Tathagata in his heart and accept Ku Gu Tathagata's suggestion.
The means I prepared this time were indeed somewhat extreme and violent.
At this time, Wu Yunxian, who was standing respectfully, lowered his head and reminded him in a muffled voice: "Master, this world is in decline, why do you still care about him? If it were me, I would just sell it directly. Besides, there is still Master Ku Wudao, why bother to risk your own life?
Wuyunxian represents the voice of most people, that this world is beyond salvation.
It has been declining for nearly thirty years. If there are some connections, they will try to leave here. Even the Emperor Wu Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty hopes to attract the favor of the Hongjun World and join the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This world is beyond salvation. This is the consensus of everyone, from top to bottom, from monks to ordinary people. All intelligent beings can feel it clearly.
In this kind of doomsday, everyone is struggling hard and everyone is living a hard life.
Zhang Song thought about it and asked again: "Fellow Daoist Ku Gu, then tell me, if there really is a Heavenly Dao, would it sit back and let this world go unnoticed? Would it just surrender and surrender because of the decline of this world? Don't you have any means of defense at all?
The withered bone Tathagata was not surprised, and murmured for a moment: "The Dao Lord's Heavenly Dao has always existed, but it has not yet developed spiritual intelligence. But now it must have instinctively sensed the crisis."
"But even if the Heavenly Dao senses it, what can it do? It's like a toddler, how can he carry a thousand-pound weight? Even if he is a child from a rich family, he has no concept of money, no ability to manage a household, and no means to control people's hearts. Even if he is handed over to this family, can he maintain it?
Everyone was silent, knowing that the current situation was even more serious than what they had said.
A few years ago, Zhang Song ordered the direct opening of the four ghost gates, which further accelerated the world's withering process.
Zhang Song made a few seals with his hands, and various suggestions continued to arise in his sea of consciousness, deducing the feasibility of several plans he had prepared.