Zhang Sen will not measure a person with his inherent impression, but what this commenter said is precise and precise is probably true.

He turned off somersault cloud takeaway and then looked at a few more takeaways. It seemed that those who made takeaways were all "celebrities" famous for their speed, such as Hermes takeaway, Hot Wheels takeaway, Indra takeaway...

When he saw Indra takeaway, he couldn't help but think of his friend in the Indian mythical world, so he ordered Indra takeaway without looking at the reviews.

Indra Takeaway claims to be as fast as lightning, but in fact the speed is far less fast than lightning.

After waiting for about half an hour, a guy with a slightly darker skin, big earlobes, and a reddish brow. At first glance, he could tell that an Indian guy was flying from the sky, and he kept singing songs with a lot of Indian style along the way.

Yes~~~~~~~~~~!

Crack choke...

...

Accompanied by the singing, Indra fell in front of Zhang Sen, took out the takeaway box, and smiled and said, "Sir, your takeaway has arrived."

"Thank you!" Zhang Sen took it expressionlessly and said.

After Zhang Sen took the takeaway, Indra said, "Do you have any other requests for the guests? Although I can't draw a cerebellar tiger, I can dance. Do I need me to dance a food supplement for you?"

"No need, thank you!" Zhang Sen responded lightly.

Indra seemed a little regretful and struggled, "Can I allow me to watch you finish eating before leaving?"

"Why?" Zhang Sen looked at him and asked.

Indra smiled and said, "This is a responsibility to every guest, and I hope to receive first-hand feedback."

"So that's it, then I'll try it!" Zhang Sen nodded. He had forgotten the purpose of ordering takeaway and opened the takeaway box directly.

In the food box, various ingredients were mixed together, and a strong curry smell came to your face. Zhang Sen picked up the gift spoon and gently spatuated it, and ate it under Indra's gaze.

The moment Zhang Sen ate, Indra stared at Zhang Sen tightly. When Zhang Sen felt the burning gaze at him, he immediately smiled silly.

"What do you want?" Zhang Sen asked, asking, "I didn't eat it, but it wasn't particularly delicious.

Indra swallowed his saliva, and the next moment he was overwhelmed and said, "Please give me a good review, uncle!"

“…”

Zhang Sen looked at Indra, who had completely distorted his impression in front of him, and felt speechless. He had been making trouble for a long time and wanted to make a good comment.

He wondered, "Is it really that important to praise?"

"Of course, do you know Sun Wukong? He is a big shot in the takeaway industry, but because he offended the White Bone Spirit, a bad review made him survive now, so please be sure to give a good review!" Indra nodded repeatedly, then said in horror as if he remembered something terrifying.

Zhang Sen understood, he touched his chin and said, "Let's bark twice."

"Wow!" Indra shouted immediately.

Zhang Sen looked at Indra speechlessly. Is the livelihood of Eternal Country already so difficult?

"If you win, I will give you a good review!" He looked at Indra and shook his head.

Indra suddenly burst into tears and said, "I'm grateful."

"Do you attach great importance to this job?" Zhang Sen took out the chip and gave Indra a positive comment, and asked while typing.

Indra nodded repeatedly and said, "Of course, it is relatively easy for those with industries, but it is really not easy for proletarians like us to earn resources for cultivation. How can we describe it... Maybe it's like women. You people with industries can easily open women's legs, while those of us who don't have industries will clamp their legs, and it's very difficult for us to spread their legs."

"What the hell is this an adjective?" Zhang Sen said speechlessly when he heard this.

Indra said seriously: "There is not a saying that fate is like a woman's legs. Some people can easily pull it away, but they are always tight-fitting to others."

"Then do you think you are the one who was rejected?" Zhang Sen asked while eating the curry.

Indra nodded and said, "Life is too unfriendly to us outsiders. Going to find a job... Most of us need education, and the country will never recognize education from other worlds. Moreover, most positions have long been solidified. The master passes to children and grandchildren. Anyway, there is definitely no share in us. What do you think we can do?"

"Then why don't you sell some specialties? Doesn't Sun Wukong have Huaguo Mountain? Are you not the Thor in Indian mythology?" Zhang Sen spit out a bone and then asked.

Indra's face turned slightly dark and said, "Do you think you are the only guest?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Sen made a nasal voice and expressed his inquiry.

Indra sighed and said, "There are currently 199 Sun Wukong registered in the Eternal Kingdom, and there are fifteen registered Indra, and there are also three thunder beasts, also called Indra. What you think is specialty is not considered a specialty at all, and it has long been known to everyone they sell."

"Since life in the eternal country is so difficult, why not leave and go to another world to be free and easy?" Zhang Sen asked after eating the last spoonful of curry.

Indra smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I voluntarily join the Eternal Kingdom?"

"Are you forced to join by the Forever Kingdom?" Zhang Sen asked with his eyes wide open.

Indra's face turned embarrassed and said, "How could the Eternal Kingdom care about a little person like me?"

"Do you have a big enemy in another world?" Zhang Sen asked while covering the food box.

Indra shook his head and said, "Don't you know the one who is united?"

"Tortoise? What's the thing, a divine beast?" Zhang Sen took out a glass of water and asked while drinking.

Indra sighed and said, "You really should understand it carefully. This is not a secret. The so-called "return to oneself" means "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself" and "return to oneself," said Indra sighed. "You should really understand it. "You should really understand it. "You should really understand it. "You should really understand it. "You should really understand it. You should really not be able to do it. "So you should never be able to do it," said Indra sighed. "You should really be able to do it. "You should really be able to do it. "So you should never be able to do it," said Indra sighed. "You should really be able to do it. "You should really be able to do it. "

"Very strong, is it even stronger than the strongest root?" Zhang Sen really didn't know this, and his expression was a little serious and asked.

Indra glanced at Zhang Sen and said, "You really don't know? Let's explain it in a simpler way. Use the level of the prehistoric world to make an example. If the strongest person in the root level is a semi-saint who touches the rules, then the transcendent is a saint, and the one who returns to the same is a saint of different forms. The transcendent is the strongest existence to prove the truth with strength, while the one who returns to the same is a saint who has merit and enlightenment, and there is only one line behind the transcendent."

In fact, this metaphor is not appropriate. After all, it is two completely different systems, but Indra can only explain it this way. After all, he does not understand what the concept of transcendence is and what kind of existence is the same.

"So that's it, how can you become a unity?" Zhang Sen asked.

Indra shook his head and said, "I don't know what to do, but the easiest way to do it at present is to kill other selfs. It is said that this can plunder the other's power, because everyone is actually the same person. After killing each other, the power source is too similar, so they will be attracted, so they integrate into themselves and strengthen themselves."

"I think of a movie, and it seems that there is such a concept." Zhang Sen rubbed his temples and spoke at this time.

Indra shrugged and said, "This is not surprising. After all, many people want to be the same. It is not impossible to have some information leaks captured by some artists."

"I probably understand what's going on. So, there are many Indras abroad who are eyeing you?" After understanding the concept of unity, Zhang Sen finally understood why Indra would rather deliver food in the Forever Country than go to the Forever Country to become king.

Indra said helplessly: "It's not just the Indra outside, but Indra in the Eternal Kingdom also has no good intentions. However, the laws of the Eternal Kingdom do not allow them to kill me, otherwise they would have taken action long ago."

"So that's it. Thank you for your answer. I will order a few more takeaways when I have time, and I guarantee that I will give all good reviews!" After Zhang Sen fully understood the whole story, he smiled politely at Indra.

He did not intend to participate in Indra's struggle, nor did he plan to contact other Indras. The chatting ended here.

In fact, this Indra who delivered the takeaway was already lucky. After all, he was still alive, and there were probably more Indras who had already died.

The temptation called "Unitor" is too great, and the earlier you act, the higher the winning rate. After all, the more sources of fusion, the stronger the power will inevitably be. When facing other selfs, it will definitely form a crushing force, leaving other selfs without any backhand power.

But can the realm of ‘Unitarian’ be really achieved by killing?

Zhang Sen was a little skeptical about this method. After all, if you just kill all yourself, it is a unified person. In theory, someone should have done it. After all, for many old monsters who are often billions of years old, it is not particularly difficult to spend time killing all of them.

But he only now knows about the Uniformer, which shows that killing is probably not the right way to become the Uniformer.

Zhang Sen sat cross-legged and thought, the more he thought, the more he felt that the concept of unity was a bit problematic.

Because does the ten thousand me in "Ten Thousand Is One" refer to a certain number, or does it require all of yourself?

If it is all the "self", then if some "self" die in some disasters, does that mean that the "self" will never be able to achieve unity of all selfs?

Moreover, according to the description of the tree-like universe, the world is born and destroyed all the time. No one knows whether new selves will appear in these new worlds. So what is the matter with the unified one?

Just as the prisoners often say in the TV series, "Sacrifice one me, and there are thousands of me."

Can becoming a united person still fail at any time? Once a new self is born, it will fail. Then the newly born self must be killed in order to become a return to the unit?

The more Zhang Sen thought about it, the more chaotic he became. Finally, he sighed helplessly. As expected, it was impossible to figure out such a thing at all.

The transcendent, the unity, etc. are so complicated.
Chapter completed!