"This is"
Zhang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, feeling the sudden extra information in his mind, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Just now, when his hand touched the crystal dew flower, he could clearly feel that he heard some kind of sound.
In the language of human understanding, it was like some kind of crying, like saying "It's so hot, so hot."
No, to be more precise, this is not a sound, because it does not belong to any way of happening, nor does it belong to any kind of language.
Zhang Xiaoman couldn't even find a suitable explanation for it, because he had never experienced a similar feeling before, and had never heard of a similar situation.
To put it bluntly, it is like a piece of information, a piece of demand, the flower in front of me telling myself that it is so hot.
In other words, through contact with the other person, I felt the message "It's so hot now".
Maybe it's a little unclear, but if you look at it from another angle, it's much easier to understand.
It's like the information we get from the other person's current state after seeing something.
In a dry desert, a small flower that is dying will make people feel that it must be very hot now.
A crumbling tree on a wind-wrinkled street will make people feel that it must be in pain right now.
Sometimes, when you are overly sad, a sudden heavy rain from the sky will make you feel that God is as sad as you.
This is information obtained based on the current situation, which can change according to one's own thinking, emotions and other factors, and depends on the observer himself.
Zhang Xiaoman's current state is somewhat similar, but with a clearer objectivity.
On the surface, the crystal dew flower is blooming, but you can't tell that it is "very hot". If it could be seen at a glance, I believe that girl Yin Fei would have already done it. Remedy.
But Zhang Xiaoman felt that the other party was "very hot" from an objective level through physical contact. This was not a verbal expression, but a message transmission that directly affected ignorance itself. Compared with the situation in the previous example, more precise.
Because the former is the subjective guess of the character, while the latter is the truth conveyed by the material itself.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman felt that he seemed to understand the meaning of "omniscient".
To put it in layman’s terms, I can indeed “talk” to plants now.
And Zhang Xiaoman knows that the effect of this skill will become stronger as he invests more evolution points.
Now maybe he can only "talk" to plants, but who knows whether he will be able to use it to communicate with other objects, such as stones, rain, and breeze in the future.
Even bigger, planets, oceans, star radiation, etc.
If that's the case, then there seems to be no problem if this skill is called "omniscient".
"I see."
Zhang Xiaoman took back his hand and thought that he had indeed come to the right place in this garden.
He looked at the other flowers around him and immediately decided to try again to see if he could get some other information.
"thirsty!"
"thirsty!"
"thirsty!"
""
A series of "sounds" sounded in his mind, which Zhang Xiaoman perceived just after touching other flowers.
He discovered that not all flowers can express something. Only on those flowers that have needs, he can feel the corresponding information transmission.
Zhang Xiaoman knows that this should be the reason why his current skill evolution points are not enough, so he is not clear about what he can perceive when touching objects. Only those flowers that really have strong needs can he hear clearly. their words.
"Are you very hot? Let me water you."
He came to the front of the crystal dew flower and tried to convey information to the other party through contact.
However, judging from the situation revealed by the other party, the information he conveyed seemed to have no effect. The guy was still shouting "hot".
I don't know if I used it in the wrong way or if my skill level is not high enough. In short, the guy kept shouting about it and didn't say anything else.
Zhang Xiaoman tried several other flowers one after another, but got the same result in the end.
"Ah! Master Ji Xing! Why are you here!"
At this moment, an exclamation sounded from behind him. Zhang Xiaoman knew without looking that this was Yin Fei, the general manager of the forces he had deployed on this planet.
Turning around, Yin Fei, dressed in a white alchemist costume, walked into the garden carrying a kettle. She was looking at Zhang Xiaoman with joy mixed with a hint of vigilance.
"Lord Ji Xing! You came to pick my flowers again!"
Yin Fei's little face turned into a bulging bun shape. She walked over in a few steps and quickly looked at her precious flowers in the garden.
Although most people thought that Zhang Xiaoman left the world with the undead clan and would not come back in a short time.
But only Yin Fei knew that this powerful saint mastered an incredible teleportation spell that could teleport anywhere and anytime between two places unknown to each other.
In Yin Fei's view, Zhang Xiaoman's strength is no longer as simple as the holy level. He must have surpassed the holy level and be a true god.
In other people's eyes, what is called a long trip, but for Mr. Ji Xing, it is just like going out for a walk after dinner in the evening.
No, in the eyes of Master Ji Xing, this is even simpler than taking a walk.
Yin Fei has seen the state during teleportation. It comes and goes in an instant. There is no need to prepare for casting. It is simply a piece of cake.
"Haha, these flowers are very thirsty. You are here to water them, right?"
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and had no objection to the girl's "protecting flowers" behavior.
After three years of getting along, the two parties have become very familiar with each other.
In addition, he had never deliberately acted like a saint. After getting to know his character, Yin Fei gradually relaxed a little, and she was no longer as trembling as she was at the beginning when getting along with him.
After all, in the eyes of many people, in addition to being a saint who saved the human race, Zhang Xiaoman is also a powerful undead monarch who controls the world after death.
Maybe people in this world hate undead magic, thinking it is an unclean magic full of evil and the greatest blasphemy against the dead.
But no one would hate a ninth-level undead monarch.
In other words, no one rushes to hate the other person.
Because it is a symbol of strength.
After all, the continent of Erin is still a world where strength comes first.
This applies to other places as well.
"Lord Ji Xing, how do you know?"
After hearing what Zhang Xiaoman said, Yin Fei was stunned for a moment, then noticed the kettle she was carrying, and immediately reacted.
"Sir! These flowers are not yet mature! If you want them, I will help you find some that have been collected. Don't hurt them!"
The girl said quickly, with a vigilant attitude.
Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this. He had secretly picked her flowers once, so why did this girl still remember it until now?
But having said that, I seemed to have picked too much that time, and the little girl almost burst into tears.
"Okay, I won't pick your flowers, and I don't have any weird habits, so don't worry about it all the time."
Zhang Xiaoman said as he took the kettle from the girl.
He lightly snapped his fingers and saw all the water
A series of "sounds" sounded in his mind, which Zhang Xiaoman perceived just after touching other flowers.
He discovered that not all flowers can express something. Only on those flowers that have needs, he can feel the corresponding information transmission.
Zhang Xiaoman knows that this should be the reason why his current skill evolution points are not enough, so he is not clear about what he can perceive when touching objects. Only those flowers that really have strong needs can he hear clearly. their words.
"Are you very hot? Let me water you."
He came to the front of the crystal dew flower and tried to convey information to the other party through contact.
However, judging from the situation revealed by the other party, the information he conveyed seemed to have no effect. The guy was still shouting "hot".
I don't know if I used it in the wrong way or if my skill level is not high enough. In short, the guy kept shouting about it and didn't say anything else.
Zhang Xiaoman tried several other flowers one after another, but got the same result in the end.
"Ah! Master Ji Xing! Why are you here!"
At this moment, an exclamation sounded from behind him. Zhang Xiaoman knew without looking that this was Yin Fei, the general manager of the forces he had deployed on this planet.
Turning around, Yin Fei, dressed in a white alchemist costume, walked into the garden carrying a kettle. She was looking at Zhang Xiaoman with joy mixed with a hint of vigilance.
"Lord Ji Xing! You came to pick my flowers again!"
Yin Fei's little face turned into a bulging bun shape. She walked over in a few steps and quickly looked at her precious flowers in the garden.
Although most people thought that Zhang Xiaoman left the world with the undead clan and would not come back in a short time.
But only Yin Fei knew that this powerful saint mastered an incredible teleportation spell that could teleport anywhere and anytime between two places unknown to each other.
In Yin Fei's view, Zhang Xiaoman's strength is no longer as simple as the holy level. He must have surpassed the holy level and be a true god.
In other people's eyes, what is called a long trip, but for Mr. Ji Xing, it is just like going out for a walk after dinner in the evening.
No, in the eyes of Master Ji Xing, this is even simpler than taking a walk.
Yin Fei has seen the state during teleportation. It comes and goes in an instant. There is no need to prepare for casting. It is simply a piece of cake.
"Haha, these flowers are very thirsty. You are here to water them, right?"
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and had no objection to the girl's "protecting flowers" behavior.
After three years of getting along, the two parties have become very familiar with each other.
In addition, he had never deliberately acted like a saint. After getting to know his character, Yin Fei gradually relaxed a little, and she was no longer as trembling as she was at the beginning when getting along with him.
After all, in the eyes of many people, in addition to being a saint who saved the human race, Zhang Xiaoman is also a powerful undead monarch who controls the world after death.
Maybe people in this world hate undead magic, thinking it is an unclean magic full of evil and the greatest blasphemy against the dead.
But no one would hate a ninth-level undead monarch.
In other words, no one rushes to hate the other person.
Because it is a symbol of strength.
After all, the continent of Erin is still a world where strength comes first.
This applies to other places as well.
"Lord Ji Xing, how do you know?"
After hearing what Zhang Xiaoman said, Yin Fei was stunned for a moment, then noticed the kettle she was carrying, and immediately reacted.
"Sir! These flowers are not yet mature! If you want them, I will help you find some that have been collected. But in a dry desert, a small flower that is about to die will make people feel that it must be dead now. It's hot.
On a street rippled by the strong wind, a crumbling tree will make people feel that it must be in pain right now.
Sometimes, when you are overly sad, a sudden heavy rain from the sky will make you feel that God is as sad as you.
This is information obtained based on the current situation, which can change according to one's own thinking, emotions and other factors, and depends on the observer himself.
Zhang Xiaoman's current state is somewhat similar, but with a clearer objectivity.
On the surface, the crystal dew flower is blooming, but it cannot be seen that it is "very hot". If it could be seen at a glance, I believe that girl Yin Fei would have already done it. Remedy.
But Zhang Xiaoman felt that the other party was "very hot" from an objective level through physical contact. This was not a verbal expression, but a message transmission that directly affected ignorance itself. Compared with the situation in the previous example, more precise.
Because the former is the subjective guess of the character, while the latter is the truth conveyed by the material itself.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman felt that he seemed to understand the meaning of "omniscient".
To put it in layman’s terms, I can indeed “talk” to plants now.
And Zhang Xiaoman knows that the effect of this skill will become stronger as he invests more evolution points.
Now maybe he can only "talk" to plants, but who knows whether he will be able to use it to communicate with other objects in the future, such as stones, rain, and breeze.
Even bigger, planets, oceans, star radiation, etc.
If that's the case, then there seems to be no problem if this skill is called "omniscient".
"I see."
Zhang Xiaoman took back his hand and thought that he had indeed come to the right place in this garden.
