I am cultivating and becoming a saint in a parallel world

"Those parrots are not alive, but a kind of intelligent machine." Fatty said, "Because their simulation is very good, whether it is appearance, movement or sound, it is enough to look real, so people in the lower class think it is alive. parrot."

"So the person who chooses the person is not the parrot at all, but the person who controls the parrot." Wei Xuanshang said, "Are they the messengers?"

"You are very smart."

"Then what are their selection criteria?"

The fat man shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

"There are no standards," he said. "The envoys sent to various villages every year are from the nine major families. They regard this as a very interesting activity."

"Who they want to choose depends entirely on their mood at the time." Fatty recalled, "Some envoys like to interact with many people. While overlooking the Lower Zone, they also have to connect with people in Tiancheng, chatting with them while picking lucky ones. Son."

"Some people like to choose the ones they think are the most beautiful, while others think the ugliest ones should be thrown into the ghost zone to be fed to monsters. Others like mixed-race children, or disabled people with obvious physical defects. In short, there is no fixed standard, it all depends on preference. ."

This is a complete joke on human life.

Wei Xuanshang still couldn't be as calm as the people in this world.

The temperature was low at night, and they were making tea around the stove in the kitchen.

"Snapped."

The peanut in her hand was crushed into crumbs.

"do not worry."

The fat man said: "There are more than one million people in Ping'an Township, and it is impossible for him to look at every face. It is very likely that he has already chosen the lucky one without seeing you."

He picked up a roasted persimmon and handed it to Wei Xuanshang: "I wish you good luck."

……

A week later, when the sky was slightly brighter, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard in the village.

Crackling.

Suona soon joined in.

It is obviously a warm and cheerful tune, but it can scare children to tears in an instant.

Xiaocao immediately clung to Wei Xuanshang and held her hand tightly with his little hands.

The braid her mother was combing for her also fell apart, so she had to chase her over and comb it for her again.

On this day of celebration, there are regulations that everyone must dress up to welcome the arrival of the messenger from the Celestial City.

Xiaocao was wearing a new skirt that she had been looking forward to for a long time. It was made of light green linen and had a few small flowers embroidered on it. They were red, yellow, and purple. They were lively and cute.

Wei Xuanshang held Xiaocao in his arms and asked her mother to braid two small braids for her smoothly and tie them behind her head with clips.

It is also a rule on this day that women must wear their hair in a bun.

Then she looked at Wei Xuanshang - it had been nearly two years since she first woke up. Because she had not taken care of it, her hair had grown below her shoulders, and the ends of her hair just covered the butterfly bone. Tied casually behind the head with a rope.

Seeing Wei Xuanshang nod, Xiaocao's mother came behind her. First, he combed her hair, then braided her hair into two braids like Xiaocao, and then tied them at the back of her head with clips.

"This." Xiao Dao suddenly stretched out his hand from behind, holding a few small yellow flowers, which were bright and bright, with traces of morning dew on them.

"I picked them from outside, you...you, Xiaocao and mother, two flowers each."

Xiaocao's mother didn't ask for it, but instead put three flowers in Wei Xuanshang and Xiaocao's hair.

The sound of gongs, drums and suonas is getting closer and closer. When passing by the front door of a house, it means that people inside are urged to go out. This is the consensus on this celebration day.

"Let's go." Xiao Dao walked over first and opened the door. The sun instantly cast a faint golden light inside, making the little flowers on the girls' temples even more beautiful.

"Xiaocao, let's go." Wei Xuanshang picked up Xiaocao and walked out of the room.    …

This is a relatively large village with more than a thousand people.

The meeting point was in an open space in the center of the village. When Wei Xuanshang followed Xiaocao's family, more than half of the village was already standing here.

After about half an hour, the sound of gongs and drums stopped, indicating that every household had been notified.

Suddenly a layer of shadow covered everyone's heads. Wei Xuanshang looked up and saw dark clouds filling the sky.

"They're coming."

The surroundings instantly became extremely quiet.

In less than ten seconds, a disc-like aircraft appeared in the gloomy sky. It had a stronger sense of technology than the one seen above the garbage dump that day.

A huge light curtain appeared below the aircraft, like a mirror hanging upside down in the sky, replicating the appearance of the entire Ping'an Township below. There are densely packed people gathered together in small patches, each one as small as an ant.

"Hello."

A voice belonging to a young male came from the sky.

"My surname is Ji, you can call me Mr. Ji. I will be responsible for selecting the lucky ones in the Ping'an Township area for this celebration day."

The pictures on the light screen switched successively, and the scene of Ping'an Township disappeared, followed by a large area of ​​post-war ruins. In this ruins, huge explosions continue.

An elegant female voice read the narration: "One hundred and thirty years ago, an extremely horrific war spread all over the world, and the home of mankind was severely damaged..."

The entire short film shows the process of establishing a new world, and the narration is educating people in lower class areas to obey Tiancheng unconditionally.

The souls in the lower areas are inferior, full of desires, and sinful. Only when the soul is clean enough can it escape from the lower realm and enter the heavenly city.

Tiancheng is the guardian of the lower-class area, and obedience is the obligation of the people here. This is the only way for them to cleanse their souls, and only obedience can bring permanent peace.

"Sinful souls will eventually be redeemed, and a bright future awaits you." The male voice sounded again: "I declare that the celebration of the 130th year of the New Calendar has officially begun!"

The picture on the light screen once again switched to the bird's eye view of Ping'an Township.

"Now, has anyone discovered that one of their companions has become a traitor?" The male voice said, "If so, please raise your hands and tell everyone."

Before he finished speaking, a dense black shadow flew out of the giant aircraft and spread towards Ping'an Township below.

Then the giant light curtain in the sky was cut into countless small pieces and moved directly above the corresponding village. Where Wei Xuan Shang and others were, the picture in the light curtain changed with the movement of a black dragonfly.

Finally, the black dragonfly was fixed directly above more than a thousand people, and the small light curtain was also fixed on the scene of this village.

"Someone raised their hand!"

A hand stretched out from more than a thousand faces, and Xiaocao immediately pointed at it and shouted.

As soon as she finished shouting, her mother reached out and covered her mouth.

"Dip-dip-dip-"

The black dragonfly hovering over the village made a quick alarm call.

"Who's not here?" The village chief immediately came out and shouted.

"His sister is not here." The person who raised his hand was a 12- or 13-year-old boy. He pointed to a boy around him who was about the same age and said, "His sister is already five years old this year!"

The accused boy instantly caused public outrage, and everyone was asking why his sister didn't come.

Some of them had hot tempers and were already using their fists.

As the anger in the crowd grew stronger, the boy and his family were pushed to the center of the crowd. They instantly became heinous sinners, and the crowd punched and kicked them like they were enemies.

This picture was played in real time on the light screen overhead.