It is impossible for people to appear out of thin air, nor is it possible to split a person's original soul into several parts.
The only possibility is that the extra people were found and entered from the main system -
Their identities are now clearly revealed, they are "hosts" recruited from various small worlds by the main system.
Luo Zhifeng's hand propped up his chin. Others could not see his dark eyes hidden by the bamboo hat. They could only see the graceful curve of his jaw and the smile that seemed to be smeared on the white clouds.
If they were thrown to Heaven by him, or the systems they encountered before, when they choose their hosts, they prefer those souls who are not afraid of laws and are greedy and sinful.
Most of the systems will gradually fabricate various lies to satisfy the host's ambition, and then make the hosts they bring think and believe that they are constantly getting stronger.
This "upgrade flow" model gives systems a taste of the sweetness. However, after the hosts delusion that they have become powerful, they will always have uncontrollable thoughts such as asking the system to kneel down and destroy the system, which is a harmless flaw.
So, there are some "powerful" hosts here who have experienced several small worlds. Will they really be so obedient and agree to come to Luo Zhifeng, a source world that is still being perfected and has no immortals and no gods
Moreover, after arriving in the source world, they were still unable to use the power they had previously mastered, and even had to compete with many other time-travelers and submit to their power—are these time-travelers willing
Luo Zhifeng guessed that these "hosts" were sent here after being fed false memories by the main system.
In order to ensure that the "host" who sat in a high position in the Yuan Kingdom would not have any objections, he tried every means to plot against the residents of the Liang Kingdom, but was stolen by his own people... People in high positions in the Yuan Kingdom should be carefully selected and cannot be held up by the mud. thing.
The truly capable hosts are pushed below to make suggestions.
As for whether it is really what Luo Zhifeng inferred... I still have to give it a try. Luo Zhifeng pressed the edge of the hat, stood up and placed the teacup on the low table.
Most of the people sitting around him were shirtless day laborers or passers-by taking a break. Luo Zhifeng sat with them, but one could not find any similarity between the two.
In a place like this, cheap lambs like Luo Zhifeng should be extremely popular, but for some reason, no matter how many times the people around looked at Luo Zhifeng, no one really got up.
It was as if there was some invisible barrier on his body that screened out all these individuals.
The Yuan Kingdom presented a prosperous scene, but there were also invisible waves surging in the darkness of the Yuan Kingdom, brewing and preparing unknown conspiracies.
Ding was a very small businessman in the Yuan Kingdom. He could not even be called a businessman. He lived a life of life and death, following those big businessmen to beg for food.
Whenever a big businessman made a rumor, he followed suit and learned to do it. He actually saved a lot of money in the past few years.
But the money saved was too small, and Ding Zheng felt it was not enough - but in the past few days, he asked his connections to know a piece of news in advance.
The big merchants of the Yuan Kingdom were planning to export two kinds of goods to the nobles of the Liang Kingdom. One was called "hemp pieces" and the other was called "Four Stone Powder".
It is said that if you soak the first piece of sesame in water and take a few bites, it will make you feel as if an immortal has come and caressed your head.
The latter Four Stones Powder is said to be less effective. It is an improved formula dug out from the past history, which can make people feel refreshed and refreshing.
Ding Zheng gritted his teeth and sneered, these two goods are so good, why don't they see the ministers of the Yuan Kingdom taking them! It must be something that wants to harm the Liang people.
But what does that have to do with him? Ding Zheng's eyes were rolling, and he finally decided to spend all his savings over the years to buy a batch of cheap four-stone powder and secretly supply it to the ordinary people of Liang Kingdom.
As soon as he made up his mind, he approached the superior to buy a batch of goods at the bottom of the box.
The goods have arrived, but Ding Zheng is stuck at the juncture of the fake notice (pass)—
The Guanzhao has undergone a major overhaul in recent days. The reconstructed Guanzhao has everyone's face and figure sketched on it. It is a new thing thought up by the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ding Zheng knew that Yuan Guo was eager for some kind of "foreigner" status, so he racked his brains and asked someone to get the attention of someone who pretended to be related to foreigners but disappeared.
As a result, looking at the outline of the body above, it doesn’t match Ding Zheng’s tall and thick appearance at all!
Even a blind person can see the dissimilarity between the two!
Ding Zheng was so angry that he clenched his hands and grabbed the person who brought this thing over: "Look at the head above, does it look anything like me?!"
He was tall and thick, with a face full of flesh. The man only dared to say submissively: "This, your requirements are really harsh. Just getting the attention from the so-called foreigners has already taken all our strength. It has to fit your body shape... There really isn’t!”
"Those weird-looking foreigners are here and there, and those who have some connection with them seem to be...slender men and women." The man said, "How about you find someone else, Mr. Ding? For example, Like this one—"
He looked left and right, and happened to see a man who looked like a frail scholar slowly approaching.
With a quick glance, the man felt that this man was very similar to the one in the photo. They both looked like they were erect. He hurriedly tried to drag this man to Ding Zheng to let him calm down.
"Who are you?" Ding Zheng glared at Luo Zhifeng who appeared in front of him.
Luo Zhifeng walked over slowly, coughing once or twice after taking a few steps. His face was pale, and "red plums" bloomed in the handkerchief in his hand while he was coughing.
"I can help you solve the problem of care. All you need to do is pretend that I am the person you care about."
Luo Zhifeng didn't wait for Ding Zheng to speak, and continued to whisper softly: "My care was stolen, and I don't have much money left on me. Not long ago, an old servant at home said that my uncle is seriously ill. How can I get back to being like this?" Going home
I just want to take advantage of Master Ding's inappropriate care and help you solve the problem of the goods you want to ship. Then those big merchants will not stop you. "
Ding Zheng was a little confused at first, but when he heard the pale, unfamiliar young man almost forced out his teeth to call him "Master Ding" and then said "big businessman", his heart skipped a beat.
This tone clearly suggested that Ding Zheng's status was too low, but he had to bow his head when he was in trouble. What caught Ding Zheng's attention even more was the dignified and indifferent attitude of the big businessman mentioned later.
What is the identity of a person who does not take big businessmen seriously
—Noble man.
With this slight throbbing as a premise, Ding Zhengcai took a good look at the details on Luo Zhifeng's body.
Ding Zheng recalled that he found that his voice was the unique accent of the capital city of the Yuan Dynasty. He was sick and pale, but his appearance was so good that it could make a girl pregnant, and the bamboo hat, robe and the decorations on it that were too small to be ignored also proved that Luo Zhifeng is either rich or noble.
Uncle is seriously ill...
Which family in the capital has been rumored to be seriously ill recently
Ding Zheng has no skills, but his information base is much wider than that of hawkers at his level. Otherwise, like his peers, he would have been exploited even to the last bit of capital.
Luo Zhifeng stared at him calmly, vaguely showing some expectation.
Ding Zheng finally narrowed his eyes - his uncle is seriously ill, could it be from that family? It's right, the details are right...
While he couldn't help but sigh, which blind servant had lost such a young master because of his poor health, he couldn't help but squint his eyes fervently, thanking the stupid servant for sending him to him!
It's just an unnecessary care, how can it compare with the wealth that seems to be within reach
From the corner of his eye, Ding Zheng caught a glimpse of the person who had sent him the care and ran away at some point. He snorted in disgust, followed by a fierce face that forced a "friendly" smile, and looked at Luo Zhifeng. .
"Okay, I believe you-"
As if he was afraid that Luo Zhifeng would regret it, he thrust the note into his hand and said forcefully, "I'm sorry to bother you."
It was time to eat, and Ding was busy trying to prepare some food to accommodate Luo Zhifeng. This was a bright money bag.
He didn't doubt it. Firstly, taking care of this thing was not a valuable thing. Secondly... Luo Zhifeng was so thin and weak, coughing up blood constantly. What tricks could he do
Unexpectedly, not long after Ding Zheng went out, he was stopped by several soldiers on the road. They were wearing swords and their eyes were cold and stern as if they wanted to cut off his flesh: "You are smuggling sacred objects, come with us." .”
Ding Zheng stammered: "I still have... and, gu... people to receive."
But these adults were not moved at all, and actually put the sword on Ding Zheng's neck, and picked him up like a chicken when he looked gray and frightened.
While Ding Zheng was frightened, he couldn't help but feel glad that he had given that care to him - with this kind of kindness, the young master would definitely come to save him, right
The young master and Luo Zhifeng, whom Ding Zheng was longing for, looked at the soldiers hurriedly passing by as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and glanced at the care that fell in their hands.
"The time is just right," he said, taking a sip of tea.
"Are you still waiting for someone?" The person waiting next to you is small Chapter 116
It is impossible for people to appear out of thin air, nor is it possible to split a person's original soul into several parts.
The only possibility is that the extra people were found and entered from the main system -
Their identities are now clearly revealed, they are "hosts" recruited from various small worlds by the main system.
Luo Zhifeng's hand propped up his chin. Others could not see his dark eyes hidden by the bamboo hat. They could only see the graceful curve of his jaw and the smile that seemed to be smeared on the white clouds.
If they were thrown to Heaven by him, or the systems they encountered before, when they choose their hosts, they prefer those souls who are not afraid of laws and are greedy and sinful.
Most of the systems will gradually fabricate various lies to satisfy the host's ambition, and then make the hosts they bring think and believe that they are constantly getting stronger.
This "upgrade flow" model gives systems a taste of the sweetness. However, after the hosts delusion that they have become powerful, they will always have uncontrollable thoughts such as asking the system to kneel down and destroy the system, which is a harmless flaw.
So, there are some "powerful" hosts here who have experienced several small worlds. Will they really be so obedient and agree to come to Luo Zhifeng, a source world that is still being perfected and has no immortals and no gods
Moreover, after arriving in the source world, they were still unable to use the power they had previously mastered, and even had to compete with many other time-travelers and submit to their power—are these time-travelers willing
Luo Zhifeng guessed that these "hosts" were sent here after being fed false memories by the main system.
In order to ensure that the "host" who sat in a high position in the Yuan Kingdom would not have any objections, he tried every means to plot against the residents of the Liang Kingdom, but was stolen by his own people... People in high positions in the Yuan Kingdom should be carefully selected and cannot be held up by the mud. thing.
The truly capable hosts are pushed below to make suggestions.
As for whether it is really what Luo Zhifeng inferred... I still have to give it a try. Luo Zhifeng pressed the edge of the hat, stood up and placed the teacup on the low table.
Most of the people sitting around him were shirtless day laborers or passers-by taking a break. Luo Zhifeng sat with them, but one could not find any similarity between the two.
In a place like this, cheap lambs like Luo Zhifeng should be extremely popular, but for some reason, no matter how many times the people around looked at Luo Zhifeng, no one really got up.
It was as if there was some invisible barrier on his body that screened out all these individuals.
The Yuan Kingdom presented a prosperous scene, but there were also invisible waves surging in the darkness of the Yuan Kingdom, brewing and preparing unknown conspiracies.
Ding was a very small businessman in the Yuan Kingdom. He could not even be called a businessman. He lived a life of life and death, following those big businessmen to beg for food.
Whenever a big businessman made a rumor, he followed suit and learned to do it. He actually saved a lot of money in the past few years.
But the money saved was too small, and Ding Zheng felt it was not enough - but in the past few days, he asked his connections to know a piece of news in advance.
The big merchants of the Yuan Kingdom were planning to export two kinds of goods to the nobles of the Liang Kingdom. One was called "hemp pieces" and the other was called "Four Stone Powder".
It is said that if you soak the first piece of sesame in water and take a few bites, it will make you feel as if an immortal has come and caressed your head.
The latter Four Stones Powder is said to be less effective. It is an improved formula dug out from the past history, which can make people feel refreshed and refreshing.
Ding Zheng gritted his teeth and sneered, these two goods are so good, why don't they see the ministers of the Yuan Kingdom taking them! It must be something that wants to harm the Liang people.
But what does that have to do with him? Ding Zheng's eyes were rolling, and he finally decided to spend all his savings over the years to buy a batch of cheap four-stone powder and secretly supply it to the ordinary people of Liang Kingdom.
As soon as he made up his mind, he approached the superior to buy a batch of goods at the bottom of the box.
The goods have arrived, but Ding Zheng is stuck at the juncture of the fake notice (pass)—
The Guanzhao has undergone a major overhaul in recent days. The reconstructed Guanzhao has everyone's face and figure sketched on it. It is a new thing thought up by the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ding Zheng knew that Yuan Guo was eager for some kind of "foreigner" status, so he racked his brains and asked someone to get the attention of someone who pretended to be related to foreigners but disappeared.
As a result, looking at the outline of the body above, it doesn’t match Ding Zheng’s tall and thick appearance at all!
Even a blind person can see the dissimilarity between the two!
Ding Zheng was so angry that he clenched his hands and grabbed the person who brought this thing over: "Look at the head above, does it look anything like me?!"
He was tall and thick, with a face full of flesh. The man only dared to say submissively: "This, your requirements are really harsh. Just getting the attention from the so-called foreigners has already taken all our strength. It has to fit your body shape... There really isn’t!”
"Those weird-looking foreigners are here and there, and those who have some connection with them seem to be...slender men and women." The man said, "How about you find someone else, Mr. Ding? For example, Like this one—"
He looked left and right, and happened to see a man who looked like a frail scholar slowly approaching.
With a quick glance, the man felt that this man was very similar to the one in the photo. They both looked like they were erect. He hurriedly tried to drag this man to Ding Zheng to let him calm down.
"Who are you?" Ding Zheng glared at Luo Zhifeng who appeared in front of him.
Luo Zhifeng walked over slowly, coughing once or twice after taking a few steps. His face was pale, and "red plums" bloomed in the handkerchief in his hand while he was coughing.
"I can help you solve the problem of care. All you need to do is pretend that I am the person you care about."
Luo Zhifeng didn't wait for Ding Zheng to speak, and continued to whisper softly: "My care was stolen, and I don't have much money left on me. Not long ago, an old servant at home said that my uncle is seriously ill. How can I get back to being like this?" Going home
I just want to take advantage of Master Ding's inappropriate care and help you solve the problem of the goods you want to ship. Then those big merchants will not stop you. "
Ding Zheng was a little confused at first, but when he heard the pale, unfamiliar young man almost forced out his teeth to call him "Master Ding" and then said "big businessman", his heart skipped a beat.
This tone clearly suggested that Ding Zheng's status was too low, but he had to bow his head when he was in trouble. What caught Ding Zheng's attention even more was the dignified and indifferent attitude of the big businessman mentioned later.
What is the identity of a person who does not take big businessmen seriously
—Noble man.
With this slight throbbing as a premise, Ding Zhengcai took a good look at the details on Luo Zhifeng's body.
Ding Zheng recalled that he found that his voice was the unique accent of the capital city of the Yuan Dynasty. He was sick and pale, but his appearance was so good that it could make a girl pregnant, and the bamboo hat, robe and the decorations on it that were too small to be ignored also proved that Luo Zhifeng is either rich or noble.
Uncle is seriously ill...
Which family in the capital has been rumored to be seriously ill recently
Ding Zheng has no skills, but his information base is much wider than that of hawkers at his level. Otherwise, like his peers, he would have been exploited even to the last bit of capital.
Luo Zhifeng stared at him calmly, vaguely showing some expectation.
Ding Zheng finally narrowed his eyes - his uncle is seriously ill, could it be from that family? It's right, the details are right...
While he couldn't help but sigh, which blind servant had lost such a young master because of his poor health, he couldn't help but squint his eyes fervently, thanking the stupid servant for sending him to him!
It's just an unnecessary care, how can it compare with the wealth that seems to be within reach
From the corner of his eye, Ding Zheng caught a glimpse of the person who had sent him the care and ran away at some point. He snorted in disgust, followed by a fierce face that forced a "friendly" smile, and looked at Luo Zhifeng. .
"Okay, I believe you-"
As if he was afraid that Luo Zhifeng would regret it, he thrust the note into his hand and said forcefully, "I'm sorry to bother you."
It was time to eat, and Ding was busy trying to prepare some food to accommodate Luo Zhifeng. This was a bright money bag.
He didn't doubt it. Firstly, taking care of this thing was not a valuable thing. Secondly... Luo Zhifeng was so thin and weak, coughing up blood constantly. What tricks could he do
Unexpectedly, not long after Ding Zheng went out, he was stopped by several soldiers on the road. They were wearing swords and their eyes were cold and stern as if they wanted to cut off his flesh: "You are smuggling sacred objects, come with us." .”
Ding Zheng stammered: "I still have... and, gu... people to receive."
But these adults were not moved at all, and actually put the sword on Ding Zheng's neck, and picked him up like a chicken when he looked gray and frightened.
While Ding Zheng was frightened, he couldn't help but feel glad that he had given that care to him - with this kind of kindness, the young master would definitely come to save him, right
The young master and Luo Zhifeng, whom Ding Zheng was longing for, looked at the soldiers hurriedly passing by as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and glanced at the care that fell in their hands.
"The time is just right," he said, taking a sip of tea.
"Are you still waiting for someone?" The waiter next to him asked Xiao