Good tempered because he was "warned".
Intelligent creatures above the first level of civilization are not allowed by the law of the universe to attack humans here.
But on the contrary, because the humans here have not entered the first-level civilization, they are not within the scope of cosmic law.
The simplest explanation is - others can attack him, but he cannot hurt others.
"A strange law, is it to protect lower civilizations from being harmed by pioneers? But it's useless?" Zheng Senlin thought for a while, and he should find an agent.
Without an agent, he couldn't do much here.
Thinking of this, Zheng Senlin checked the stores of advanced civilizations, and then searched for a special "contract", a contract signed by "Abutobacteria" and "Dark Life" with the people on earth.
This contract is absolutely binding on both parties, and the other party can be ordered to do anything if the other party is absolutely voluntary.
"Hey, do you want to sign a contract with me?" After letting go of the little gangster, Zheng Senlin looked at him.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Madman..." The gangster covered his bruised wrist, cursed Zheng Senlin and ran away.
"It looks like we still need to find desperate people, but before that..." Zheng Senlin decided to take a look at the surroundings and understand the habits of this world.
He continued walking along the pier. Although there was a lot of haze around him, his eyesight was much better than ordinary people. Along the way, he saw countless vicious cases while walking.
As he was walking by the dock, he saw gangs of dockworkers fighting for "shipping rights."
As he was passing by the street, he saw someone dragging the woman into the alley.
In the street shop, there is an alchemical colossus beating thieves.
Rich people drive alchemy cars and drive through the streets without slowing down even if they pass by pedestrians...
"The moral quality of this world is very low. It's like Gotham City. If the entire planet is at this level, then this place should be called Gotham Planet."
The earth is not in such a mess, not even in most of the ancient times.
It's not that his moral level is very high, it's mainly that he doesn't have the ability to be so messy.
According to the fertility level of people on earth, this level of chaos cannot be maintained at all.
Because people on earth are too incapable of giving birth.
There is a cycle of chaos in history. During this short cycle of chaos, a large number of humans die, and then it stops.
It’s not because the moral standards have gone up or stopped.
But a large number of people died in a short period of time, and there were not many people left. The population in the unit space was sparse, and it was impossible to cause trouble even if you wanted to.
"People here have about six or seven children per child." As he passed the streets, Zheng Senlin saw the most orphanages. On the road, he often saw women leading six or seven children. These children were exactly the same age and looked the same. They are similar and should have been born from the same fetus.
High fertility rate is the key to maintaining chaos.
Chaos will eat up the excess population that cannot be fed, allowing it to maintain dynamic equilibrium.
"Morality is indeed built on the social structure, and the social structure is built on the physiological structure. Biology is the basis of everything..." While Zheng Senlin was wandering around the city and checking various alchemy sites, he suddenly smelled something. Familiar smell, "Those little gangsters? They came here with someone, what do you mean?"
"Boss, right in front, he must be an alchemist from out of town." The little gangster was holding a strange alchemy tracker in his hand. The tracker was a combination of a mechanical product and a living insect. The insect sniffed the little gangster. The "smell" on the bruised wrist, and then screaming in one direction.
"Are you sure you're from out of town?"
"He must be from out of town, maybe a foreigner." The little gangster said firmly: "His clothes are very strange, and the alchemy pot he is carrying is of a completely unseen type, and his expression seems dull. The robot... speaking of it, he looks a bit strange, do foreigners look different from us?"
"Well, some people in the plateau area look different from us." The gangster leader finally believed what the little gangster said this time. He carefully explained to the people he brought behind him: "In a moment Be careful when doing it. Alchemists are not easy to mess with. In addition, he is a lone traveler without puppets, which means that he is very confident in his own strength. You must listen to my command later, Qian Don’t act recklessly!”
"I know, after living in the neighborhood for so long, things must be done properly..." More than a dozen people behind him responded in succession.
…
"Are you going to ambush me?" Although there was such a long distance and the street was noisy enough, Zheng Senlin still vaguely heard the other party's conversation.
"Well, let's take a look at the alchemy attack methods."
Thinking of this, he walked into an even darker alley.
After wandering around in a darker place for a long time, Zheng Senlin finally came to an unmanned fountain.
The attack has finally arrived!
The first attack was a crossbow bolt, hitting him in the ribs...
Almost at the same time, four bottles of "alchemy potion" fell on the surrounding roofs.
These potions are colorful and come in a ball-shaped glass vessel.
The purple potion fell to the ground and exploded on the spot...
The red potion fell to the ground, causing the explosion flames to rise several meters high...
The cyan potion fell to the ground, and poisonous gas instantly filled the surrounding area...
The green potion fell to the ground, and the corrosive gas melted the base of the fountain until it "crackled"...
Then, several alchemy puppets emerged from several connecting passages in the alley. These strange things made of metal, wood, and flesh, showed good athletic ability.
After they came out, they attacked Zheng Senlin with their swords and axes, making a clanging sound in the place.
"Is it almost done?" After the flames extinguished and the poisonous gas dissipated, the gangster leader still looked worriedly at the scene. At this time, there was thick smoke inside, and he couldn't tell why, "Go down and take a look!"
"Why me?" The little gangster with an injured wrist was a little timid, "He recognizes me!"
"You also recognize him. Go and see if the person is dead. The fog was too thick just now. You can't see clearly whether you attacked the wrong target! Go!" The gangster leader glared, and the latter had no choice but to slide down the exhaust vent. The roof.
"Okay, okay, damn, it's me every time, it's me every time! Just because I'm thin, I'm the one who steals, I'm the one who gets beaten, and now I'm asked to see him, he's an alchemist, What should I do if he blows himself up..." The gangster cursed all the way as he walked deep into the thick smoke, squinting his eyes and covering his nose, looking around, but he didn't see the person being attacked.
"Boss, there's no one!"
"No one? This is impossible!"
"There is really no one. If you don't believe it, come down and take a look!"
