Zhang Jingtao smiled bitterly, this Rogge owns an antique airplane, is extremely rich, and has many women, and privately, these women are his wives.

This is a relationship between a rich man and a woman using money and responsibility, and the law is invalid for it.

So when he was a little short of energy, this guy often asked Zhang Jingtao to help him deal with his woman. He also said that he wanted to play retro and start a family with multiple people. It is conceivable that with such a guy who only enjoys himself and nothing else

Does it make sense for people who don’t care to say this?

Of course, Rogge is indeed qualified to despise the secular world.

Moreover, this guy also has his own theoretical basis, because he believes that the existing breeding theory is untenable. In his opinion, a child can have the genes of two fathers at the same time.

The high priest nodded slightly: "Then, you must know very well whether the universe will think about this issue, right?"

Zhang Jingtao thought for a while and said: "Yes, in my opinion, the universe can think."

The high priest said: "Tell me about it."

Zhang Jingtao said: "If you regard the universe as a dead thing that cannot think at all, it is an objective choice error, because it ignores that human beings themselves are also part of the universe, and human beings can think."

After hearing this, the high priest no longer needed Zhang Jingtao to say anything more, and said, "You think the same thing as me again."

But Roger over there didn't understand, and asked: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Jingtao had no choice but to say: "I mean, as long as a person's head can think, then this person will be considered to be able to think. He can think without limbs. The same is true for the universe. As long as a part of the universe, that is, human beings can think,

Thinking, then this universe can be considered to be thinking."

Rogge was suddenly surprised and said: "It seems that this is how the name Zesi in mythology came from, and it is actually pronounced in Chinese."

Zhang Jingtao said: "Yes, but this is just a metaphor. I mean, at least from this point of view, the universe should have a deeper consciousness, and her consciousness will also turn into the power of creation. As long as she

If she is willing, the fluctuations of her thoughts can form a frame like a three-dimensional figure. If this frame is dense enough, it will become space and physical objects."

Rogge said in surprise: "That seems to be it."

After hearing this, the high priest said to Zhang Jingtao: "Just understand these and hold this Guanyin well. Since human thinking is the closest to Zhou's thinking, then if one's mind is firm enough, perhaps one can use human thinking to disturb Zhou's thinking."

Thinking, I stole some of Prometheus's fire."

Stealing fire?

Zhang Jingtao didn't know what the high priest was talking about.

The high priest turned around and walked towards the cliff.

Zhang Jingtao straightened up with difficulty and heard the voice of the high priest blowing with the change of mountain wind.

"The Lord of the church said he was resurrected, but when did he open his eyes?"

However, although the high priest was speaking of the Lord, his tone seemed to be filled with regret for himself.

Zhang Jingtao was moved and sighed: "It's because I regret that I don't have the courage to face the vanity of the world. There are too many things that should be done, but I haven't done them yet."

Rogge's world view took a leap after this conversation, and he loudly said: "High Priest, don't go over there anymore. The mountain wind changes from time to time. You will be blown off the cliff by the mountain wind. Get back to the plane and hide for a while."

Hide, let’s try to find a way for the three of us to skydive together. There is snow below, so we should have hope of surviving!”

Unfortunately, the high priest ignored him.

The old man trembled and continued walking forward. The unpredictable mountain wind pressure and the cold accumulation effect were of course also a climber's nightmare, and his murmuring voice came intermittently.

"Lord, did he sleep 26.8 million years ago..."

After Rogge heard this, he had an idea.

"Two hundred and sixty-eight million years? It seems that the Jade Emperor in Wu Chengen's novel lived for two hundred and sixty-eight million years. I always feel that this man knows the true civilization of the Chinese."

Rogge, who likes Chinese culture very much, said.

"Yes, the ancients in modern times must have had a lot of real historical materials in their hands. However, under the raging warlords, they did not dare to say it clearly, so they could only hide the historical materials in novels." Zhang Jingtao stood up with difficulty and said to

Looking from a distance, he realized that although he was on Mount Everest, below the mountain peak, it had already become an abyss, with flaming red magma still shining. The ice and snow below were melting, evaporating smoke filling the sky.

Angry, like hell.

I don’t know what changes have taken place on the surface of the earth.

Because when the plane landed, Zhang Jingtao's head hit the back of the seat, and she couldn't remember many things clearly.

Rogge was also looking at the hellish situation, but he chuckled and murmured: "Maybe even if you succeed in parachuting, I don't know what happened to us there. I think we are really going to hell."

Oh, Lord, why did I come to this world for a visit?"

It's just that this guy never thinks about these things. He only eats, drinks and has fun, and then shows off on WeChat, and then talks about some very dark truths. It seems that being despicable is a god, and as long as you are shameless enough, you can become a god.

And, he did get along very well.

But at this moment, this kind of good luck seems to have no value.

Do people only search for their true value when they are about to die?

Just as he was thinking this, the high priest over there had already walked to the edge of the cliff and roared loudly.

"Alaya Consciousness, wake up!"

The voice was ups and downs, desolate and heartbreaking.

Zhang Jingtao looked over and saw that the high priest had already opened his arms, jumped off Mount Everest, and threw himself into the hellish flames.

And with this prayer, the cross on the Guanyin turned around crazily.

Zhang Jingtao felt his body shaking like water waves, and he passed out.

Before he fell into coma, the voice of the high priest was still ringing in his mind. When he opened his eyes and woke up, he found that he looked exactly like the high priest, with his arms spread out and falling.

However, he did not fall into the magma, but into a wilderness.

In his hand, he was still holding the white jade Guanyin tightly.

Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but panic, but fortunately, his body had turned into a shadow at some point, so the fall turned into a fall. The speed was much slower, and it seemed that he would not necessarily fall to death.

Is this the result of disturbing Zeus?

Thinking like this, Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but look at the Guanyin in his hand.

This Guanyin also turned into a shadow as transparent as water waves, and the words "Guanyin Maria" actually turned into "Reverse 26.8 million years."

Zhang Jingtao looked down again.

Below is a very primitive mountain forest.

The bushes in this mountain forest are so lush that many places are unthinkable to leave. The land in the distance is very disordered. Sometimes there are floods, sometimes there are small stretches of dead cement rivers, and only occasionally there are clear mountain streams among the mountains and rivers.
Chapter completed!