Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 116 Heavenly God
According to the old-fashioned imperial aesthetics, the next step should be "the heights are too cold".

The arrangement of the banquet is also particularly ingenious in this aspect; the "moon" of the quiet planet is used to carve the stairs, which fits the meaning of the text so well, and it does not touch the general's inner itch.

Even the high-rise buildings are based on the theme of "Moon Palace", which is most likely to be liked by Zuo Wu's black hair and black eyes.

The only problem is that Zuo Wu came up too fast.

This award ceremony is so big that the carved moon will most likely become a permanent landmark in the future.New urban areas are already being planned, and buildings have even sprung up.

In the future, the city born for the "banquet" will let this banquet go on forever in the form of commercial activities and residents' daily life.

After all, there are legions stationed here, and they also have family members; and a sum of hot money from giant companies; banquet guests who decide to settle here in the future...

Everything foreshadows that the Moon Stairway will become a bustling new city.

The premise of becoming a city is that each step must be wide enough.

Thousands of steps are connected by gravity elevators, which rotate slowly, like DNA spirals that rotate endlessly in space;

As for the staircase with the widest area in the first few levels, the stairs are staggered. The idea of ​​the designers is that if Zuo Wu and the general want to go to a high place, they must cross each staircase again and again.

Just like most shopping malls are deliberately designed to be easy to get lost.

On the surface, it is to meet the function of meeting and inspecting the public, but in fact it is to cover up the fact that the superstructure has not yet been completed.

The abacus was well calculated, because as long as Zuo Wu walks a little slower, sees more people, and visits more places, then weeks or even months will pass in a blink of an eye.

At that time, the unfinished buildings above will be completely completed due to the rush of progress; those guests who rely on their identities and move slowly will also be able to secure the position of commander-in-chief because of Zuo Wu, and even start the formal process of aspiring to the top. Wait and see, it's neat and tidy.

In the high place, only on the square-sized platform, in the completely completed Moon Palace, there will be a classical dance party, which will be the main event of the banquet.

but.

Zuo Wu pulled the general, rushing all the way like a speedrunner in a game;

Flying around is no longer enough to describe how perfunctory he is with the team's painstakingly delaying the design of the time. He even snatched a suspension car from nowhere while he was unprepared, and hula-la kept going up quickly.

Life is short, and the more exciting stories you can see, the better.

Zuo Wu is not the kind of person who thinks that all the tiny details are worth savoring carefully. Now he wants to know what the general will do when he really reaches the top of the ladder.

The general praised Zuo Wuyi with the "buzzing" sound under his helmet:
"You found the car? Obviously there is no such arrangement... I understand, as expected of you, there must be some kind of guidance!"

"Where are you going? You said you were going in the wrong direction? It's absolutely impossible! You must think that there is something worth noting on this floor, and you need to observe more..."

"Crash? Ah! I also think that pillar is an eyesore, but after removing it, it's much better!"

"This... excuse me for being stupid, I really don't understand your deep meaning..."

Zuo Wu grinned all the way, not wanting to distinguish between the general's grotesque ridicule or sincere praise; the optical satellite following them was full of panic, and the gravity elevator pushing them up was so reluctant.

Soon, under Zuo Wu's poor driving, the suspension car was galloping like a wild horse.

On the lower level of the stairs, the piled up flowers are like a dream. Only the dilapidation caused by the unfinished upper level is the true face of the world.

The bright and clean moon can only be seen from a distance. The smooth ground at the lower level is obtained by the creation of the planet by polishing it inch by inch; the higher level has not had time to do this work in the future, the roar of the creation raises high dust, and there are still large areas on the surface. The potholes.

On the contrary, Zuo Wu was not in a hurry, and leisurely jumped down from the hover car he had snatched.

The gravity parameters of the upper level of the ladder are only suitable for the rapid movement of engineering creations, which are too small for people, and it will take more time for the raised dust to fall to the ground.

The first two big banquet administrators could only stop these engineering creations, and it took longer to adjust the gravity. Zuo Wu dragged the general to walk in this delicate sandstorm, and the carefully prepared clothes were easily soiled.

The dust piled up like snowflakes; Zuo Wu became more and more cheerful, and the general's brass helmet was so silent that it could run water.

He finally ended his excessive flattery to Zuo Wu, and followed step by step, watching Zuo Wu kick up a little dust occasionally, playing happily like a naughty boy.

They went up another level.

The banquet plan has long been fragmented. For the unknown guests at the lower level, and even more inexplicable hundreds of millions of viewers, the banquet administrator can only deal with them with the projections that have been prepared and taken from Zuo Wu.

The appearance of the projection can still reap bursts of cheers and applause, but it is already an illusory shadow that can no longer be caught up or touched.

Actually?

Under the optical satellites who have chosen to look away, the elegant clothes on Zuo Wu and the general have been completely soaked in dust; the delicate moon soil has penetrated into every gap in the clothes woven with traditional techniques, and the dust and silk can no longer be separated .

The general finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Slowly stepped forward, bowed, and put his hands on Zuo Wu's body, causing a high-frequency vibration to rush out.

Finally, most of the dust stained on Zuo Wu's body was shaken away, and a trace of dusty luxury was restored.

Zuo Wu was a little playful: "Didn't you say that whatever I do is the most suitable? Why, you can't stand it if the clothes are a little dirty?"

The general breathed heavily, his chest heaved up and down with his breath, and the diving helmet embellished with gold remained motionless: "...The judgment of the gods has no effect on you?"

"The swan song of a civilization that can go from virtual attack to reality, the influence on me doesn't seem to disappear so easily,"

Zuo Wu inspected his heart, grinning with his hands on his hips: "I still can only be an emperor, but I also think in my heart that the so-called emperor should be free."

The general was silent.

There are crystal-like creations in the sky turning their tracks, and the refracted light shines on him and Zuo Wu.

Another moment.

The general breathed out with difficulty: "...like a child willful, playing with sand and ashes, is it freedom?"

"Give me... please... be more serious!"

As if aware of the disrespectful and impolite tone, the general took a step back wordlessly, and slowly knelt down on one knee.

The glittering and translucent creations in the sky are becoming more and more brilliant.

Zuo Wu nodded, and he was really serious for a few minutes, pointing to the sky: "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you solemnly? I only give you this one chance, you deal with it, then I will still be cynical from now on ,"

"The shiny creation above us is the judgment of the gods, right? I have already memorized its attack method, and it won't take effect on me again."

The general suddenly raised his head, and suddenly found that when he was being dragged around like a walking dead, he was now very close to the top of the ladder.

The unfinished scars, no guests, the still potholed square, everything is very different from what I imagined.

but.

Maybe it's time, opportunities are always sudden and fleeting.

The general wanted to end the painful perception gap that had haunted him like a nightmare all his life.

He bowed his head, kneeling on one knee instead of knees, holding his helmet with both hands, and the fan behind him stopped.

The diving helmet was slowly taken off, and the general revealed his gaseous and fleshy head, which looked like a ghost because of self-mutilation all year round.

"Please...judgment on my miserable life," the general's tone became higher and higher: "Use your absolutely correct blood, use your absolutely correct freedom, and use your destiny to become emperor to judge me !"

"Whether it's affirmation, denial, or disgust! I don't want to be cursed by gaseous creatures when I'm pregnant with pure-blooded human blood, and I don't want to be caught in the middle of nowhere! I want to confirm whether I should be noble or humble! "

There are two small shooting stars, and they know through the broadcast that this is the time to shoot; the bright red Pegasus and the beautiful creation are approaching the highest point of the ladder at a high speed.

The general offered the most humble bow to Zuo Wu.

The judgment of the gods is still so crystal clear, silently overlooking the earth.

I don't know which one is the "god" now.

(End of this chapter)