Every door is a world. How many unimaginable existences there are in that world, I am afraid no one except Brother Zhang knows.
The reason why these places are called the Upper Three Realms is naturally because the things inside are beyond the reach of human beings.
Just like the thing last night, they talked about it during breakfast the next day. Wugenshui said that if you look at the length of the feet alone, the original height of that thing was even more than three thousand meters.
More than three thousand meters.
Listen to this number. Maybe it doesn’t sound that amazing. After all, any middle school student can run three thousand meters away. But you have to know that the largest known weapon currently built by mankind is the Ford-class aircraft carrier, and its length is 337 meters. .
And the appearance of that thing is not very consistent with some characteristics of this world, because it is completely inconsistent with the theory of evolution, but it may also be because it is too powerful and does not need the support of the theory of evolution at all.
The ability of that thing is definitely nuclear bomb level. Without Brother Zhang, humans may not have any effective means to fight against this thing, and it is obviously not just one but a group.
Xiao Ma didn't actually have a specific understanding of Brother Zhang's work before. He only heard a little bit about it, but now after reading his work process, he feels it is still very scary.
Because if you want to limit the power that exceeds what this world can bear, you must also use power that exceeds what this world can bear.
Xiao Ma suddenly understood why Brother Zhang always seemed so disconnected from the world. It was precisely because his power was unbearable for the world, and he couldn't bear it.
He is cause and effect.
No wonder, no wonder he always repeatedly emphasizes that he is the evil dragon.
Xiao Ma felt that he was stupid after all. Of course, Brother Zhang would not explain it because it was meaningless. After all, he is a different flower blooming in this world, and he doesn't care about the things in the world.
"Are all worlds full of monsters like that?"
"Not necessarily, but if you accidentally stepped on a nest of ants, would you say sorry to the ants?"
The four of them were sitting at a street tea stall having late-night snacks. Xiao Ma curiously asked some stories about other worlds he didn't know about.
"Of course not."
"Well, neither can they." Brother Zhang chuckled: "So there is no need to worry about whether one size fits all is not rigorous, as long as no one is allowed to pass."
"So they are gods?"
"Um."
After that, Brother Zhang briefly chatted with them about what gods were. In fact, there was an era when humans and gods coexisted all over the world. In that era, humans were just their playthings, which was not worth it. Mention it.
Judging from the power they have displayed, mankind's ridiculous technology has still not been able to cause any substantial harm to them until now.
In that enlightenment era when the knowledge system was not yet developed enough, these extraordinary creatures would be called gods. Those who tortured humans as ants became evil gods, and those who manipulated humans as ants became gods.
The gods unscrupulously seek happiness from lower-level life forms, enjoying the reverence, fear and admiration brought by weak creatures.
Until one day, in this group of weak creatures, a will belonging to the world itself was born. This will has countless clones. It will be born anywhere in the world. As long as there is life, such a will will be born. Doppelgänger.
The clones have the same power as the universe, and they protect the children of this universe from being played with by outside things.
Brother Zhang happens to be this guardian. There is nothing special about it, it just happens. There are two main lines between him as a person and as a guardian, but because the guardian line made him too powerful, it affected his main line as a human being.
Materialism and idealism are opposites, unified and separated from each other here, so while he fulfills his responsibilities seriously, he also loses the happiness he deserves as another main line.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
And all his efforts now are actually a kind of resistance, using as much human posture as possible to resist the inexorable force imposed on him.
Some people say that even though he is so fucking awesome, he still cares about what other people are doing, but his original job is to care about these people. This is a belief that is rooted deep in his mind. His job is to be the owner and guardian of a tea restaurant, not a fucking tyrant.
This is the nature of the work, and this is the content of the work that cannot be explained. If we go by what those guys say, if Brother Bing has a gun in his hand, will he be able to do biabiabia, biabiabia unscrupulously?
Little Brother Zhang was not born as a guardian. He was a child who grew up normally. When he was a child, he would chase dog bastards everywhere. Then suddenly one day, his sky fell, and a voice repeatedly asked him. , telling him to do nothing, the human line was completely obscured by this voice.
Who wouldn't be crazy? In the end, in order for him not to go crazy and to control that powerful force, Xiao Zhang's father used his own power to cut off the root of Xiao Zhang's idealism, but he was killed by the powerful force.
When it comes to pain, who can suffer more than him? You don't have the power to achieve a perfect life. And he is still sunny, kind and gentle. Isn't this enough? Just twist it a little bit, his life has been like this.
"Why do monsters from other worlds like to come to us?"
Xiao Ma asked curiously: "Are we so unbearable?"
"Cooking is the original sin." Brother Zhang chuckled and said, "Who doesn't like to pick a weak persimmon?"
These four words made Pony Ma sick. After a long time, the world was a soft persimmon... He thought he was quite powerful here.
"Have you ever met the kind of outsider who treats the world as a complete equal in these years?"
"Yes." Brother Zhang thought for a while and said, "This is the old man who goes to our place for dinner on Christmas, so I treat him to a meal every year."
"So that's it..."
They chatted until almost dawn before returning to the resting place. At this time, it was time for Brother Zhang's milk tea shop to close. Xu Wei was cleaning there, and when she was sorting out the sundries, she found that there was something under Brother Zhang's radio. Holding a book.
She curiously took out the book and opened it to read. There were words written by Brother Zhang, which were excerpts of some famous sentences. The beautiful fonts and beautiful sentences can indeed relieve people's stress to a great extent. of.
Xu Wei was no exception. She held the broom and sat down on Brother Zhang's seat to turn over the pages. When she saw Tagore's sentence "The buds look forward to the cool night and the morning dew, but the blooming flowers call for the free sunshine." She couldn't help but read it.
And just after she finished reading, she suddenly saw the words on the notebook light up, turning into dots of fluorescent light and scattering in all directions. Then she looked up suddenly, her eyes widening.
Looking out of the window, there are dense flowers growing all the way from Chang'an Lane into the distance. They are everywhere on the roads, roofs, walls, and street lamps.
Those lifelike flowers began to extend outwards unbridled, soon covering half of the city, and then continued to grow.
Some people who got up early and those who went to bed late saw this puzzling scene. Looking around, the world was covered with green leaves and flowers. The wind blew, and the rich mixed fragrance filled the tip of the nose.
That night, the number of calls to the police was overwhelming, and the pressure finally fell on the mouse.
The mouse was plucked out of his comfortable scapegoat. When he opened the door and took a look, everyone else was dumbfounded...
"I lost..."
The mouse stood at the door with his hands on his hips, looking at the sea of flowers all over the city, and then he pulled the Brontosaurus up with a phone call.
Brontosaurus rushed out angrily, but when he opened the door, others were also stunned.
"I lost..."
When he turned around, he saw Xu Wei with a dull face, and then pushed her back to the milk tea shop: "You can't come out, I'll go out and take a look."
After saying that, he climbed up to the tallest building around him in a few clicks. Looking around, he thought it was "Minecraft". The whole city was a sea of flowers, growing in every corner.
He quickly flew towards the edge of the city, and when he arrived, he found that the sea of flowers was still growing at a distance of three meters per second, covering a large area of land.
looks good? It’s really beautiful, but it’s really bad. If there’s too much of anything, it’s a disaster...
Flowers are no exception.
"What's going on? Over there."
the rat on the phone asked anxiously.
Thunder Dragon roughly calculated: "Three meters per second, one hundred and eighty meters per minute, ten kilometers per hour, which is more than two hundred kilometers per day. In about a month, there will no longer be any environmental pollution problems."
"How to say?"
"That's not fair. Damn it...who can do such a thing except me, Brother Zhang?"
Mouse took a deep breath: "We have to activate the word spirit together, are you ready?"
"Let me do it, you will die." Brontosaurus gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, I can still be resurrected, but if you die, you are really dead."
"You won't survive if you are killed by the spirit of words."
"How about... call me boss?"
"Um... no." Mouse was silent for a while and said, "Not only will he not care about it, he might even take away our spirit of speech."
"Yeah..." Brontosaurus took the phone and said, "Then come together. I'll be responsible for cleaning up, and you'll be responsible for making people forget."
"good."
The most nervous people now are not Thunder Dragon and Mouse, but Xu Wei.
She was obviously frightened, and she was holding the notebook tightly in her hand. She didn't know why she was like this. She just read a poem.
After she recovered a little, she rushed over and called Brother Zhang while crying.
Hearing her cries and her intermittently talking about the situation, Brother Zhang slapped his head: "It's my fault."
After saying that, he clasped his hands together and came to the Brontosaurus and Mouse, covered their mouths, and then dragged them back to the milk tea shop.
"Don't use your spirit to eliminate my ability, it will backfire." Brother Zhang glanced at the notebook in Xu Wei's hand: "It was my negligence."
Xu Wei cried and handed the book back to him, but Brother Zhang shook his head: "It's useless. It belongs to you. Your voice makes it come alive. You have to control it carefully. It won't happen every time." Someone helps you solve the problem. Next time this happens, if you can't solve it yourself, you will be punished."
After saying that, Brother Zhang went out and touched the flowers blooming outside: "It's quite beautiful."
