Yunan City was surrounded by mountains. Some people said that Yunan City was warm in winter and cool in summer, like spring all year round. However, Lü Shu felt that this was a lie.
When Lü Shu entered Yunan City, the first thing he did was not to observe how prosperous the businesses here were compared to Field Ridge Town, but to pay attention to the defenses here.
He casually glanced around and saw Wu Weijun leaning lazily against the wall, chatting. There were also officials at the city gate. At first, Lü Shu was worried that he would need an official document to enter the city. However, those officials were chatting and did not even look at Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu.
Moreover, Lü Shu felt that Wu Weijun was very poor. The Qing Fortress Army that he saw in Field Ridge Town were all mighty and extraordinary. Their horses were the best, and their red armor showed that they were regularly maintained.
But Wu Weijun was different. Lü Shu felt that the weapons they used were rusty. They were obviously not magic artifacts, and could not even compare to normal weapons …
Wu Weijun's commander was also the Castellan of Yunan City. Lü Shu thought that a vagrant child must have some extraordinary means to become a Castellan.
But this military affair … Could he really win a war? He did not know how Wu Weijun won those few battles.
Lü Shu suddenly had a feeling that the Divine King and the Emperor Of Heaven were raising these people like sheep. They were not even shepherds and did not care about what the sheep in their territory looked like.
Sometimes, he wondered if one would involuntarily view those who were weaker than him as ants after becoming too strong.
Someone once said that the act of "freeing" was illusory, because you didn't know if the fish or loach you set free was good or evil. If you set free an evil fish, wouldn't you be blamed by the gods?
Someone retorted, "Why would fish care about good or evil? Just release them. "
Whether it was fish or loaches, they were all the same in the eyes of humans. They were tools, food, and so on. There was no difference.
However, in the eyes of the gods, ordinary humans were the same. They were not worthy of their attention.
In the world of Lü Zhou, there was still the Grandmaster Realm above the First Grade. The Grandmaster Realm looked down on the world as if they were looking down on a bunch of ants. Who cares what they do? I just need to be strong enough to maintain my rule.
This was different from humans ruling over humans. Humans ruling over humans needed to consider the people's livelihood, the environment, customs, and so on. But here, it was more like gods ruling over humans. No matter how much ordinary people struggled, it was useless.
If that was the case, one could probably understand Wu Weijun's current situation … Wen Zaifou, the Emperor Of Heaven of the South, didn't care about them at all. Would the gods care about a group of ants who shamelessly sought personal gains? That would be looking down on the gods too much …
Although he had never seen Nie Ting in the Divine Treasure Realm, Lü Shu could imagine the power of moving mountains and filling seas. A player who could cut off the Kunlun Void Hell's Gate at the First Grade was indeed similar to a god. At least in the eyes of ordinary people, this was the case.
There was no such thing as the Divine Treasure Realm here, only the Grandmaster Realm.
But to be honest, Lü Shu preferred people like Nie Ting. Nie Ting could fight side by side with the Tengra Earth Net, sit under the walnut tree, read documents, and even hold a bowl of millet porridge and tell Shi Xuejin that green onions were not delicious.
Lü Shu felt that Nie Ting was a living person, not a god. This was much better than the Emperor Of Heaven.
Of course, he hadn't really seen the Emperor Of Heaven, so he couldn't jump to conclusions.
At this time, Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu passed by a Jiang Ji Noodle Shop. He saw that it was crowded and lively inside. It seemed that a large group of people were discussing something. Vaguely, he heard someone mention the Divine King.
Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu looked at each other and walked in. A waiter came up with a white cloth in his hand and greeted them, "Would you like to have a private room on the second floor or on the first floor?"
"First floor." Lü Shu glanced at the menu hanging in the shop. "Two bowls of beef noodles."
"Okay." The waiter led Lü Shu and Lü Xiaoyu to a corner. Lü Shu glanced at the group of people and heard someone talking about the Divine King.
He said to Lü Xiaoyu, "You go and take a seat first. I'll listen to what they have to say."
There seemed to be several tables where Lü Shu stopped. There seemed to be customers at the same table. One of the old men said, "Today's discussion of Wang Xue was really hearty. Everyone's opinions have broadened my horizons!"
Lü Shu was a little bored when he heard this. Wang Xue … This f * cking Old Divine King had raised a new profession.
Someone suddenly picked up a mouthful of noodles and put it into his mouth. Then he said, "I'm determined to read all of Wang Xue's poems and draw out the Divine Kingdom hidden in the poems by the Divine King!"
The group of people next to him began to applaud. Lü Shu was stunned for a long time. Was this the folk Wang Xue? Were they so fanatical?
It seemed understandable. For such a shallow culture in the world of Lü Zhou, the Old Divine King alone owned 99% of the cultural products. It was probably normal for them to worship him …
Suddenly, someone teased, "Brother Yu, the poem 'The sun is at the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles, go to the next level. ' This is Ascending Yellow Crane Tower. Yellow Crane Tower has appeared in several of the old Divine King's poems. My generation wants to know what this Yellow Crane Tower is like and where it is. You must figure it out. "
Brother Yu sighed. "Yellow Crane Tower is a holy land in our hearts. First look at the line 'The sun is at the end of the mountain'. You can see the mountains in the distance from Yellow Crane Tower, and the mountain is probably in the west …"
Beside him, Lü Shu pondered for two seconds and said, "Have you ever thought that Yishan could be a person's name?"
The heated discussion in the noodle house suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked up at Lv Shu, who was standing next to them, and then recalled the poem …
"Negative emotion points from Qi Ziyi, + 666!"
"Negative emotion points from An Hao, + 666!"
"Chen Weihua …"
"This argument …" Someone hesitated for a moment. "The Old Divine King wanted to beat someone up when he heard it …"
When the group of people heard it, they thought that it was nonsense and were about to scold him. But when they looked up at Lü Shu, they realized that his face had gone mute, and even his tone had weakened …
At this moment, someone suddenly said, "But this is also a new angle …"
When Lv Shu heard this, he was stunned. Could it be that someone really believed it?
Someone looked at Lü Shu. "Brother, do you have any other opinions?"
Lü Shu pondered for two seconds. "Don't you think that the line 'The face is at the end of the mountain' is actually scolding people for being shameless?"
The group of Wang Scholars fell into deep thought again …
"Negative emotion points from Qi Ziyi, + 666!"
"Negative emotion points from …"
Lü Shu did not know that he had inadvertently created a niche school of thought for Wang Scholars …
There were very few people in this school, but there were still some …
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