Me and countless me.

Chapter 203 Death Will
Attendance is nothing to the gods, but the various records that follow are fatal.

And there are all kinds of problems.

Because supervision is troublesome, the gods sometimes do their own things when they are doing things. For example, if they have nothing to do, they will find a place to have a child, teach a few mortals they like, or go out for fun.

These are not a big deal, the Celestial Lords won’t care about them. After all, the gods themselves know their limits and won’t go too far.

If you have a child with a mortal or a goblin, as long as you don't interfere in the affairs of the world, don't expose the child in public, and teach the child to do good deeds, the Heavenly Masters will pretend not to see it even if they calculate it.

After all, as long as you don't overdo it, it's fine.

However, writing a report according to the new regulations involves one thing.

Collusion.

Over thousands of years, there have been many cases of gods skipping work to do things for each other. When supervision was not very strict before, they could just get away with it. But now they have to upload the information to magic weapons and then record it, so it becomes a big problem.

Some people are filling in for others, and they hand over tasks to their subordinates. But now that the subordinate has come down to earth, we can't put all the blame on the subordinate, right? There are also some resource expenses. Although the gods will not embezzle, there are lazy and stealing boys and small immortal officials. These crimes can be big or small, and there are a lot of things that need to be discussed by everyone.

After all, immortals and gods can also be lazy and greedy, and can neglect their work.

There are also some "small things", for example, the sin of some mountains shifting, which just coincides with the place where some monster-catching gods passed by. In the past, it was enough to just write that the monsters passed by, but now it is not possible.

So all the gods in heaven complained, but this request was very reasonable, which made people helpless.

Fortunately, the Jade Emperor did not refuse to give opportunities. He approved all the star gods and priests who wanted to ask for leave during this period, and even gave the Heavenly God a hundred days to let these people write reports.

One day in heaven is one year on earth, so a large number of immortals had to come down to earth and rely on the time difference between heaven and earth to better solve their record problems.

This also led to the sudden increase in the number of gods and immortals in the world during this period of time.

This is the case with a certain great deity from the Three Altars and Sea Assembly who does not want to reveal his name.

"I'm really convinced. Don't let me know who it is."

Nezha was dressed as a boy, gnawing on the chicken leg in his mouth angrily. Next to him was a smiling and heroic young man with a vertical wrinkle between his eyebrows and a small dog.

"I told you that you might as well enjoy yourself with me. Now you have to write those damn work records. It's really ridiculous."

Yang Jian looked at his brother Nezha with a smile, picked up the wine jug in his hand and took a sip.

Nezha rolled his eyes and spoke speechlessly.

"Who told you to have a good uncle? Besides, this is indeed a good thing. You don't know that there are often small immortal officials who use their power to violate the heavenly rules. Most of the time, the heavenly soldiers and generals are in charge of these bastards."

Nezha sighed and felt a little envious of Yang Jian. Although the other party held an official position, it was almost a sinecure. It was not so much his job to protect the people in Guanjiangkou as it was a reflection of his noble character and willingness to protect all people.

When he had nothing to do, he went out hunting. Most of the animals he hunted were monsters, demons, and evil people. He didn't need to report them to anyone, so he could be said to be quite free and happy.

"Don't mention him. Anyway, why are you dragging me to find a group of people to sing instead of filling in your schedule records?"

Yang Jian showed an unhappy expression on his face. Although he knew that his uncle had pressured his mother for the good of his family and for the sake of the rules of heaven, the grudge from the past still existed.

It's somewhat uncomfortable.

Nezha shrugged. The reason why he didn't want to stay in Yang Jian's house was very simple. It was impossible for him to eat and drink for free in Yang Jian's house for decades. Although they were friends who had risked their lives for each other, they would not care about each other, but he, Nezha, also wanted to learn some skills so that he could go out to work.

With his size, and since he can't use magic, he can only work as a musician to earn some money.

"I heard a lot of songs when I passed by that day, and there were many trendy instruments, so I wanted to take a look. Anyway, I have 50 years, which is enough for me to collude... I've finished writing. Besides, I won't be starving in the future, after all, I'm not like you, who has enough family property."

Nezha's voice was quite resentful, and Yang Jian could not help laughing. Nezha actually had a lot of tributes to use, but he would share his tributes with orphans, so Nezha really didn't have much private property. He could turn them into silver when he came to the world before, so this problem was not a big deal, but it was not the case with the new heavenly rules.

Roaring Sky Dog also laughed, making Nezha's resentment even deeper.

And just at this time——

The two people finally arrived at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave, and then a burst of powerful music sounded.

Four big guys suddenly appeared in front of the two men and the dog, with their upper bodies naked and their bodies full of muscles. Even people like Yang Jian and Nezha couldn't help but cheer.

"What a nice body!"

Yang Jian looked more carefully, because on one side, a monkey in clothes was sitting next to a musical instrument with several drums and plates. He had a pair of black chip glasses on his eyes and was holding two small sticks and hitting them continuously.

Among the dozen or so people on the side, each of them held a musical instrument in their hands. Some of the instruments even had obvious fluctuations of magical power. The tones they produced were very strange, yet very wonderful.

The four people in the field sang out a wonderful sound, which sounded like the language of some remote tribe, but it gave people a sense of positivity.

Although they didn't know what they were singing, Yang Jian, like Nezha, felt their eyes brighten as they followed the powerful dancing of the four big guys.

Just when they were wondering about the content of the lyrics, a Taoist priest holding a guzheng, who looked like a resentful woman, spoke.

"Such a good piece of music, why is it called the King of Understanding's Battle Song..."

This Taoist priest, who was like a resentful woman, sighed endlessly and could not help but speak.

"Master, you are a scholar, why do you always have such strange hobbies? You give these wonderful songs some strange names... and who is the King of Understanding..."

As these words came out, a young boy walked out, and at this moment, the resentful Taoist priest pounced over like a vicious tiger, and then the boy kicked the Taoist priest aside, and then spoke to his fellow disciples.

"It's time to get to work. Get ready. These are new drawings. Everyone, take a look. Get ready. Study them first."

The young man was naturally Li Ke. He was distributing the new blueprints in his hand. During this period of time, apart from having nothing to do, he went to the Black Mist Space to chat and gossip, and discussed the strategy of unifying the world with other Li Ke. However, one of them had a great commander, and the other was accumulating food and preparing to start attacking Japan. The scenes, population, and culture were all different, so they could not see eye to eye.

Li Ke can only keep experimenting in this world and see how many technological products can be realized.

But the result is good. Most of the technology trees can be climbed. At least now Li Ke has become very powerful thanks to the abilities of his fellow disciples.

Some of them possess magical powers and know some wonderful little spells. They even helped him make an electric guitar and even created a colorful card game.

The only drawback is——

These tools that rely on spells and mana are not universal.

Because only people with magical powers can use it.

The eldest senior brother took the drawing from Li Ke's hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and then stood there in a daze.

In his hands is an automated forging production line, which can automatically hammer out armor plates with the help of water. It is completely operated by mechanisms and is the result of the painstaking efforts of several of Li Ke's senior brothers.

Even these parts rely on some special metal formulas.

but……

"This is...Uncle Master..."

The eldest brother hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Uncle Master, this will make many people unable to support their families. Just one machine like this is worth the price of a craftsman in a state. These people make a living by forging iron. If this thing gets out..."

He saw a lot of good things invented by Li Ke, but Li Ke's inventions made him feel more and more fearful and uneasy.

Because at the beginning, he could rely on Li Ke's tools and teachings to make himself a famous master and an irreplaceable craftsman, but as Li Ke popularized more and more knowledge, his role became less and less.

The things he created began to gradually replace his functions.

As long as someone can understand what Li Ke writes, they can easily create a machine that can replace most of his functions. He is no longer the leader of creation, but just an ordinary apprentice.

And what Li Ke meant was...

Let everyone become an apprentice.

Li Ke was stunned for a moment. He was not surprised by what the senior brother said, because that was just his perspective.

Even if he studied with Sun Wukong, even if he knew that Bodhi Patriarch was really a god, he still wanted to become a good craftsman. Everyone has their own aspirations. The other party was not like him, born into a royal family, and was also a time traveler with a cheat. Li Ke would not laugh at him.

"Ah, then just leave it there for now. When you need it later, you can use it..."

"Uncle Master!"

The happiness that the eldest brother had when he was having fun before disappeared, leaving only uneasiness.

"What do you want to do?"

This is the question that all the fellow disciples have about Li Ke, because they don’t understand what Li Ke is trying to do.

By giving them this knowledge for free, Li Ke has now surpassed the image of Bodhi Patriarch in their hearts, because Bodhi Patriarch would not teach them in detail, and how much they could learn was up to them, while Li Ke tried every means to make them learn.

Each skill should at least require them to serve for a lifetime in order to obtain it, but Li Ke threw it out like trash, as if these were not treasures but pleasures, garbage that needed to be cleaned up.

"I?"

Li Ke smiled.

"God knows."

He said it in the affirmative, but the fellow disciples around him stopped their entertainment. Except for the fellow disciples who were cultivating immortals, the fellow disciples who were practicing various skills also had nervous expressions on their faces. Only Monkey had a look of sighing on his face.

Li Ke smiled, said nothing, left the drawings and left.

Nezha and Yang Jian looked at each other and immediately found it interesting, so they quietly followed Li Ke.

And the monkey naturally followed Li Ke's footsteps.

Standing on top of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Li Ke looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, then at the monkey still chewing orange peels, and sighed in his heart.

This is probably the time when the monkey is the most well-behaved. When he sees the other party again, he will probably call the other party the Great Sage.

Thinking of this, Li Ke couldn't help but think of the anxiety on the faces of his fellow disciples. Li Ke knew what they were worried about.

Just like workers, writers, and painters who are worried about their jobs being taken away by intelligent AI, these brothers who want to become good craftsmen and live a peaceful life are worried that they will not be able to keep up with him.

These machines will indeed take away most of the blacksmiths' jobs, but the eldest brother doesn't see that with more iron tools, many people will be able to use more iron tools. With more iron tools, the army will become stronger and can seize more land, better maintain public order, better develop industry, and then get rid of the shackles of population and farmland and reach the upper limit of feudal rule as much as possible.

But the Western Han Dynasty could no longer do it.

He was completely rotten, just like the late Ming Dynasty, no one could save this dynasty.

After losing their means of livelihood, these craftsmen were unable to return to the countryside to farm. Even if they did, they could not support themselves and their families.

They had no land, so they had to rent land from wealthy families. If the dynasty was prosperous and the government was clean, people would not starve to death, but it was different now.

Heavy taxes and levies will lead to the death of their entire family.

The eldest brother’s fear is understandable.

He was too advanced. In this era, even some immortals and even the knowledge of Bodhi Patriarch could not compare to the knowledge in his mind.

Those great masters who can predict the future 500 years ahead and 500 years behind actually don't need to promote productivity, because they have magic. Each of them has the ability to see and hear from afar, so they naturally don't need television networks and various convenient facilities.

But ordinary people need it.

Li Ke stretched out his hand towards Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, feeling the clouds and mist passing through his hand, and his eyes gradually became firm.

The rules and regulations of heaven are very good, but they isolate magic from ordinary people, making most people unable to use these magical spells.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals.

The Jade Emperor, the Lord of Heaven, in short, everything is good.

Do they have a concrete understanding of the society of immortals? Have they ever thought about what a world where everyone cultivates immortality would look like?
Or is it already the best it can be now?
What can you see in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven?
Li Ke didn't know. The only thing he knew now was that due to the heavenly rules, those tools made with magic could not be widely popularized in the mortal world. Even after becoming an immortal, the immortal secrets could not be leaked casually.

So being an immortal is good, but if being an immortal means having to watch things that make him unhappy happen, or things that he knows the correct answers to happen, then he would not be willing to do that.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave are not the places for him to do his work.

The greatest help that Bodhi Patriarch gave him was to tell him the rules by which this world operates, and he helped him to obtain the world's mountains and rivers, geography, species output, approximate population, and the properties of matter in this world.

Therefore, since obtaining these things, Li Ke found that he increasingly did not want to stay here any longer.

If he hadn't wanted to share the cultivation techniques with other Li Kes, he would have probably left.

So, looking at the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain at this time, Li Ke couldn't help but sigh.

"Monkey, it would be great if I could be the Emperor of Heaven. Then, I would be able to understand why the Heavenly Rules are like this now..."

And how that has changed.

but--

Yang Jian and Nezha who followed silently: “…………”

Patriarch Bodhi: “…………”

After thinking for a while, Patriarch Bodhi took a deep breath, pretended to be angry, and spoke to his boy.

"Why is there so much noise on the mountain today? It disturbs my quiet cultivation! Could it be that rude Wang Mang is causing trouble here again? I even call him a fellow Taoist, but he actually disturbs my Taoist mind... Go, give him these three volumes of Huangting and send him away. If nice words don't work, just drive him out of the mountain gate directly, and don't inform me again."

The boys looked at each other, wondering what the master was crazy about today. In the past few months, Li Ke used explosives to blast the mountain to mine, and also forged iron and held concerts in Fangcun Mountain. During that time, the master didn't say anything. Today, he finally quieted down...

So the two boys hesitated for a moment, but Patriarch Bodhi was no longer prepared to wait, and directly hit the two boys on their buttocks with his whisk.

"Go!"

However, he couldn't help but sigh as he watched the two boys quickly leave.

Because Li Ke may have realized something.

The Han Dynasty had to be re-established.

And just as Patriarch Bodhi thought, Li Ke realized this.

Looking at the atlas of mountains and rivers provided by the gods in his hands, as well as the conditions of various places, Li Ke sighed again.

Because destiny is hard to defy.

"You know what? Wukong, the Han Dynasty must continue to exist. Even if it is in an ugly form, it must survive."

As he spoke, Li Ke patted the confused monkey's shoulder, who had no idea what he was talking about, and spoke sincerely.

"So, Wukong! Considering that I often get you fruits and all kinds of delicious food, when you succeed in cultivating immortals in the future, you must remember to go to the underworld to help me, your brother!"

Sun Wukong, holding a banana, made a puzzled expression, then he stretched out his monkey finger and pointed at himself.

"I?"

　how to say……

　　When I woke up to read the post, I found that I didn’t post it yesterday because of the internet connection problem!!!

　　In addition, I have always wanted to write the Journey to the West part as a funny-style fairy tale. Penguin and this book can only write part of this idea, because if this part is written as a small copy, many things cannot be expanded, so some places can only be skipped.

　　In addition, you guessed it right, I write infinite flow, each copy can actually be divided into a book. Purely imaginative player...

　　But after the Yang, my spirit was really depressed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)