Chapter eight hundred and forty seventh discussion
People who don’t know or don’t understand think that a sacred court is just a place to give high-ranking masters an occasion and a place to argue through. What’s so strange?
Oh, now we need to add the representative of the gods...
What?
Every god must be named in this holy court and listed as a regular discussion?
The high priest in red in the Goddess of Wisdom, as the representative of the Goddess of Wisdom, exercises the power of the arbitrator?
The Lord Chaos Angel even attended in person as the CEO, supervising all the resolutions formed by the Court?
this……
Well, the lineup is indeed strong, but it is still a place to argue, and the essence has not changed.
This understanding and statement is not unreasonable. Even if the factors of gods and goddesses of wisdom are added, this kind of occasion is to negotiate and resolve each other's differences within a platform and framework, integrate the interests of each part, and weigh the trade-offs to achieve a certain degree of compromise and balance, so as to dissolve social contradictions and maintain the current civilization and order.
From beginning to end, Wu Chen was avoiding all internal frictions within human beings. Whether it was this marathon-like sacred meeting or the current sacred court, they were all means to achieve this goal, not the goal.
Human beings have stepped out of the earth and have initially transformed Mars into a second home that is suitable for living. In the future, as humans advance to the interstellar world, the system will follow the shadows and penetrate into the real universe step by step.
The earth is too small, the solar system is too remote, and what is the Milky Way even for the vast universe?
To fully promote and develop the civilization of human beings on Earth, let them explore and march into the depths of the universe, and truly become an interstellar race, Wu Chen will surely gain a lot of benefits, even core benefits!
What is this core benefit? It is to rely on the earth, use the system, use its body, absorb nutrients infinitely from it to promote the continuous growth and development of its own small world, the universe-like universe, until its own small world becomes the big world and becomes the real universe. At that time, Nia will have a mass and volume similar to the earth's universe. At that time, where can he transform into this universe, he will surpass His Majesty's level in one fell swoop and reach a higher dimension that cannot be understood now.
"...What does this mean? It means that mortals are qualified to talk to gods, or even bargain... The soul is omnipotent, this wise Majesty is as vast as the sea, and it is simply unpredictable. With my limited wisdom, I cannot understand the purpose behind this..."
The internal meeting of the inner-flayer clan, on the eve of the convening of the Holy Inquisition, after the turbulent return of Jesus Christ, did not form enough ripples. After the ordinary people were shocked and sighed, they had forgotten the big scene in less than a week.
But the upper class of society and the top of the new social system, all who are qualified to think about the existence of such high-level problems and variables are shocked to be unable to do so for a long time.
During a leisure time before a meeting, several people were hired to sit around with the human forces and large groups of heart-fighters. Each had an open head in front of them. The brain tissue exposed to the air was sucked with their tentacles, trembling like jelly.
Enjoy the deliciousness of this brain gray matter and taste the rich emotions. Several young inner-scissors were drunk, and the topic naturally became deeper and less scruples.
"I think..." A red-skinned heart-slayer shocked the spiritual band. "Is this great and supreme existence still left the mark of being a mortal? You know, human beings are extremely complex creatures, and they are unpredictable. There are a few brilliant ones, and they are extremely humble. Sometimes, this brilliance and humility can even be integrated into one brain..."
"No, no..." Another blue-skinned inner-fighting demon interrupted him "rudely", "Your statement is too funny, human nature? No, no, I think it is more based on interests. If we want to understand the true meaning of covering up these prosperous and chaotic appearances, we must understand what the core interest demands of His Majesty are."
Seeing that the blue-skinned heart-fighting demon was very proud, so apart from the two tentacles that were squirming in the brain tissue, the other four tentacles could not help dancing in a daze. "Humans are a kind of interest creatures, born to pursue interests. When looking at them, they should not be confused by superficial phenomena, but should..."
"I think we are talking about a Majesty now!"
The blue-skinned heart-fighting demon was very dissatisfied with his spiritual band being rudely interrupted, "So what about your Majesty? Your Majesty has also advanced from a mortal. Besides, even if we face Hilo, in addition to maintaining the respect we deserve, when will we worship the top? The world is boundless, but the mind is boundless. Once the mind is put on the reins, it will wither and die. Our heart-fighting demons, as a race traveling in different crystal wall systems, respect the reality of different crystal wall systems, does not mean that we will be assimilated... or even degenerate!"
"Then what are the core interests of this Majesty?"
"This..." A rhetorical question made the blue-skinned inner-slayer Kak. He thought about it seriously and had to say that this Majesty is as "weird" as this crystal wall system, and is unique in the knowledge and experience of the inheritance of the inner-slayer.
Who can imagine that such an existence, true body, and original body, still lives in the mundane world, and lives with his own blood relatives from the mortal period, just like an ordinary human being?
What is the meaning of doing this? As supreme as him, he can achieve any purpose with gifts. Even without expressing enough tendencies and ideas, countless existences do anything to please him.
He clearly holds a brush in his hand and faces a piece of painting paper, and can splash ink at will, but he insists on tying up his hands and feet, holding a sacred meeting or a sacred court...
Since we have to follow his ideas in the end, why not be more direct? Such a story is more efficient, save time, and make more rational use of resources?
There are many other contradictions and incomprehensible places like this. Unfortunately, the inner fissures cannot open his celestial spirit cover, nor can they taste his emotions and his world...
"Tea time is over and the meeting is beginning!"
So, several inner-fighting demons ended their exchanges and sighs, closed their spiritual covers, and after the white light of treatment flashed, they greeted and praised their "afternoon tea".
Chapter completed!