Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1122: A small carbon base, so arrogant

After Zhao Chuanxin took care of Gulizar for a few days, Zhao Song really had enough of the dumplings.

"Dad, we've been eating Xiao Long Bao for three days."

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the bun into his mouth: "Oh, then what do you want to eat? Jiaxing thin buns, Shaoxing noodle buns, Haining oil dumplings?"

Zhao Songzhen was puzzled: "Dad, Mom said that you have to go far away to buy breakfast every morning. Why do you go so far? Isn't there any breakfast nearby?"

Not only does Zhao Chuanxin run far, he also gets up early.

No one knows what he is doing out there so early in the morning.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up his daughter and said, "Okay, let's buy it nearby tomorrow."

Although he bought it nearby, he still went out early in the morning before dawn to walk around the Qiantang River and then returned to Hong Kong Island to buy breakfast.

Zhao Chuanxin left Hong Kong only after Gulizar recovered from her illness.

He was originally going to Australia, because after Zhang Daquan arrived there, he quickly formed an armed team and committed all kinds of plunder, causing the local white people to complain bitterly.

But now Zhao Chuanxin changed his mind.

He first went to the capital, to the Morrison Library.

Zhao Chuanxin bought all the surrounding courtyard houses and connected them into a main body.

At this time, the Morrison Library became the center of Internet companies, with a large number of employees and armed guards, and the security was tight.

Morrison works part-time as the executive director of an Internet company, coordinating and resolving difficult problems.

Because he knew how to manage the library and had a detailed index, if a customer somewhere needed to order information, he only had to flip through the index book, which was as thick as a dictionary, and he would immediately tell his employees where to find the book.

Zhao Chuanxin came, and Morison was surprised: "General Zhao is here."

Zhao Chuanxin got straight to the point: "Search for keywords for me - UFOs, spaceships, etc..."

Morrison was scratching his head as he listened. "What the hell is going on here? This isn't how our Internet company operates."

"Is there a local gazetteer of Hangzhou? Let's search it and see if anyone has seen anything strange."

“That’s not how it works…”

"Forget it, I'll find it myself."

Zhao Chuanxin went into the library and asked Xingyue to scan the book catalog.

The Morrison Library is now truly the best in China and the West.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin didn't know what he was looking for.

After flipping through it for a while, he asked Xingyue to write down anything useful.

Xingyue said: "I know what you are looking for. You can't be obsessed with this kind of thing. You can live for a long time, and there is a high probability that you will bump into it in the future."

But Zhao Chuanxin did not give up.

He sent a telegram to Li Guangzong, asking him to tell Zhang Daquan: If you are killed by a group of white people in Australia, I will help you avenge.

Then, at the instigation of Xingyue, he returned to the sky and flew.

Australia, Perth, Zhang Daquan is so majestic.

Zhao Chuanxin's control over them is basically like letting the sheep do whatever they want, as long as they stand up.

There were no rules or regulations, so Zhang Daquan acted recklessly, causing the local white people to complain bitterly. They could appeal to the sky or the earth for help, but no one answered.

The original local garrison and port navy were self-expelled after being warned by Zhao Chuanxin and retreated to Canberra in a desperate manner.

Zhang Daquan was shocked after receiving Li Guangzong's telegram.

To be honest, he dared to rush forward recklessly because he relied on two things.

Firstly, he had fought for many years, and even in the later period, he often led his troops into battle. He had strong abilities and was well-versed in both combat experience and training methods.

Secondly, that is Zhao Chuanxin.

After Zhao Chuanxin said this, Zhang Daquan immediately restrained himself.

Damn, what if something goes wrong?

There's no point in taking revenge, the person is already dead.

After Zhang Daquan calmed down, he was not idle. He immediately sent a telegram back to China, asked people to help him put advertisements in newspapers, actively recruited people, and made a vow with the money he had plundered during this period - anyone who was willing to come would be given 10 yuan first.

Even at the cost of his own money.

Zhang Daquan patted his chest and said, "We need as many people as you want."

According to Zhao Chuanxin's regional division, Western Australia is roughly divided into four parts, with the central areas being: Darwin, Port Hedland, Perth and Madura.

The four places form an ecological protection alliance.

Four protected areas.

Darwin is run by Dadong and Perth is run by Zhang Daquan.

Aren’t there two vacant spaces?

Zhang Daquan couldn't help but come up with an idea.

If he had a strong army and took over the other two places, according to Zhao Chuanxin's nonchalant attitude at the moment, Zhang Daquan even wanted to establish a country here.

But things are not that simple.

When he posted the advertisement, others would inevitably have mixed feelings when they saw it, especially the leaders of various forces in the south under Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhang Daquan spent a lot of money to recruit people as soon as he arrived. Did he make a fortune?

All application telegrams were sent to Li Guangzong.

Li Guangzong did not alarm Zhao Chuanxin.

To this end, he formed an Australian Ecological Reserve Transfer Investigation Team.

In the past, people had to be coaxed to go, but now not everyone can go.

Australia was like a snack after the meal. Li Guangzong thought that Zhao Chuanxin did not take it seriously enough and decided to do something about it.

Zhang Daquan is the best example. In the report he sent, in order to recruit soldiers, Zhang Daquan actually recruited Australian Aborigines.

Australian Aborigines are very dark, like black people.

But the facial shapes and hair of these indigenous people are not like those of black people.

Until now, no one has been able to figure out what race they are, but they must be mixed-race.

The local indigenous people make their living by hunting and gathering and are a nomadic population.

They wandered around, singing and dancing, and were not suitable for joining the army and fighting.

Zhang Daquan is a typical Chinese, who is extremely utilitarian. In order to recruit people, he even asked his compatriots to participate in local indigenous dances, and even brought local statues home to burn incense and worship as a sign of friendship.

But Zhang Daquan asked them to help him fight...

……

Who doesn’t have a hobby in this world?

Zhao Chuanxin was looking for evidence to prove something.

Xingyue encouraged him: "Nikola Tesla, didn't he always say that his brain could receive signals? Go back and ask him."

Zhao Chuanxin cursed: "You are starting to speak with a purpose now, right? Stop beating around the bush next time."

Last time, Xingyue asked him to hand over a divine consciousness tablet and two test tubes to Benjamin Goldberg for research.

This time, Xingyue instigated him to return to the sky and fly, which must be related to this, and not just for Zhao Chuanxin's interest and hobby.

Zhao Chuanxin has always been interested in the supernatural, but unless he sees it with his own eyes, he denies all ghosts and monsters.

Over the years, he has traveled far and wide and has seen a lot. Apart from the strange things he witnessed a few days ago, the rest were just rumors spread by ignorant men and women.

Lao Zhao is an expert at physical exorcism.

But Zhao Chuanxin still flew back to the sky.

He went to Nikola Tesla and explained the reason.

Nikola Tesla said happily: "Zhao, do you finally believe me? But unfortunately, this is different from what you think. It is a frequency. You know what frequency is, right?"

Zhao Chuanxin crossed his legs and lit a cigarette: "Nikola, just tell me the truth. Apart from the inexplicable things in your mind, have you ever seen anything strange with your own eyes?"

Nikola Tesla was very honest: "That's not the case. But you have to believe that the signals I received in my head are absolutely extraordinary."

Zhao Chuanxin was disappointed and took out his cell phone to call Benjamin: "Come back, I'm in the restaurant."

After hanging up the phone.

Pot stickers join in the fun.

He thought the two were talking about monsters, and said mysteriously: "Boss, I have a strange story. It is said that in the ninth year of Guangxu, there was a river, and a man was practicing martial arts by the river. Suddenly, a monster jumped out of the river. This monster was very scary. The upper body was a fish, and the lower body was a human. The body was like a thick pillar, and the hands and feet had webbed feet. It attacked the man..."

Nikola Tesla was stunned when he heard this: "Is this true?"

"Isn't it true?" Guotie'er's greatest hobby in life is bragging.

Zhao Chuanxin: "Ah... tui! Aren't you talking about the fish-man story in Dianshizhai Pictorial? Do you think I don't know?"

He has read a lot of books and newspapers over the years.

There was no way, there was too little entertainment, and Zhao Chuanxin even developed the habit of reading.

At that time, the print in books and newspapers was very large. Even if he read all the newspapers and picture albums, it would not be as great as the information explosion in the future.

Guotie'er was dumbfounded. He chuckled and said, "The shopkeeper has exposed it. But I'd rather believe it than not..."

Zhao Chuanxin’s idea is exactly the opposite - people should behave in the opposite way and look at everything with suspicion and criticism, and then verify the truth, instead of blindly believing in the absence of evidence and taking unfounded things as one’s own cognition.

Suffering arises from misperceptions.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hands in disdain: "Get lost!"

Guotie was not happy and said angrily, "If you don't believe me, forget it. If you don't believe me, you will suffer sooner or later."

Benjamin Goldberg is here.

"Master, what's the matter? I'm doing an experiment."

Zhao Chuanxin listened to Xingyue's muttering and repeated, "How is your experiment going? Can it be integrated?"

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head. "I have tried many methods, but none of them worked. Now I am trying a new method to inject two types of tissue cells into the butterfly pupa. The way the butterfly emerges from the cocoon is so mysterious. Maybe it can fuse the two."

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, he remained silent.

Benjamin Goldberg added: "By the way, Master, I found that the tissue cells you gave me are extremely active and can survive without sterility and specific temperature and pH. I need you to help me make a better microscope and a knife that can be precise enough to cut cells into pieces..."

Xingyue told Zhao Chuanxin: "Okay, promise him."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly walked out of the restaurant, and when he got outside he asked Xingyue, "Tell the truth, what do you want to do?"

Xingyue quickly said in a flattering manner: "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just told you that you are not interested. I want to try to combine my main body with your secondary limb. In this way, we can become one in a sense."

Zhao Chuanxin was alert: "So what if we merged into one? Are you trying to take over my house?"

Xingyue said disdainfully: "Possessing a body? Have you read too many Taoist books recently?"

"explain."

"If your body perishes, I will die too. Maybe I guessed wrong, but I can tell from all the signs that you don't want to live long now. So I have to protect you better. Merging with the body of the dead spirit will enhance my abilities in all aspects."

Zhao Chuanxin was silent for half a minute.

He was a little confused.

Originally he wanted to live a century, and then another century.

But since he had several children, he felt that immortality was actually a curse and torture for humans.

Therefore, he could quit smoking but didn't, he drank even though he felt nothing, and he would never give the Fearless Vanguard an order that would extend his lifespan.

Zhao Chuanxin is willing to put an end to his life one day, but Xingyue seems unwilling to embrace the end.

Ever since this guy developed self-awareness, Zhao Chuanxin has had an extra layer of moral and ethical shackles on his mind.