Waste Strong Foundation

Under the rule of Shun, the inner square and the outer circle of the royal city were surrounded by water canals, and there were eight watchtowers, covering an area of ​​nearly 200 million square meters.

It is equivalent to the volume of a new campus of a modern university.

The five players were inspected by the city defenders in a row, and there was a lot of wow, exaggerating that they seemed to be visiting the restored Xia ruins.

This is not surprising.

Chinese people have attached great importance to history since ancient times, and the usual rescue archaeology of Ming and Qing tombs can attract a lot of discussion, let alone prehistoric civilization.

It would be great if major domestic game manufacturers could seriously integrate the history and culture of ancient dynasties into the game background in the future.

They will never find fault, and firmly focus on encouragement!Reasonable adaptation, secondary creation, as long as you do it seriously, it will do!

A thousand words and one sentence: History must be alive and integrated into daily life to be interesting.

At the same time, under the player's perspective, the subtitles provided by Ma Binghe scrolled continuously, briefly introducing some common sense of ancient history.

Broadly speaking, the royal city in the Yao and Shun era belonged to the central city, where politics, military, religion and culture were concentrated, but the internal structure was still relatively loose. Hundreds of tribes from all over the country formed large tribes to participate in the operation of the city, and Shun was not the only one in power. .

Even specific to the distribution of political power, apart from Shun, all the elders, warrior leaders, ministers and priests participated in every decision-making.

Of course, at this time, the production level was low and the people's wisdom was not developed, so the nobles had an absolute advantage.

According to the distance of blood relationship, the level of force and the gap in wealth, the nobles and nobles are naturally distinguished. The closer the relationship with Shun, the higher the status.

In addition, it is ordinary people who pay the fixed amount of grain and food according to the law and obey the distribution of labor.

Theoretically, a large number of slaves belonged to a piece of personal property, life and death were involuntary, and they were not considered human beings to the aborigines.

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Players watched the subtitles while admiring this big city that gathered the wisdom of their ancestors, and gained a lot. Some plan to buy some books to recharge their batteries after going offline.

Fan Pingting is very happy as a graduate student of the Department of Archeology, and actively shares with the players what she knows about the archeology of the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties.

Qu Wan guessed that this girl might be someone from their forum, so she didn't go up to "recognize her relatives" immediately, and she was fascinated by listening to it.

Fan Pingting spoke more and more briskly, she stretched her neck to confirm the location of Ma Binghe, and whispered jokingly:

"But this time the cultural common sense scrolling on the game panel contains Ma Lao's 'private goods'. My guide is not the same as him."

Who would have thought that Ma Binghe's ears are sharp, not to mention that the beautiful woman is by the side, pulling at the skirt of his clothes and pretending to be angry:

"What's the situation? I'll talk to Lao Xia another day. Why is it a private product! The statement of high EQ means that academic opinions are not unified!"

When it comes to professional matters, he has the character of a ruffian and a rogue, and he speaks up as soon as he has something to say, not to embarrass young people.

Fan Pingting straightened her back in embarrassment.

Damn, she was indeed a little over-excited today. In order to sell Amway, she almost got into trouble with her tutor.

Several acquaintances smoothed things over, saying that they would go back to the WeChat group to continue chatting at night.

Fan Pingting smiled shyly, and saw a beautiful female player looking at her, "Ahem, are you also interested in ancient history?"

Qu Wan was slightly startled, and shook her head in denial: "No, no, I don't think I can understand your doctor's thesis, I just listen to it, nothing else."

After she came into contact with "Waste", she gradually got out of the shadow of being disabled and living alone at home for many years, but she was still not very confident when meeting strangers.

If her physical condition recovers well, Qu Wan plans to start an accounting firm again after a while, and bring back her previous connections.

Seeing Qu Wan's clean and elegant smile, Fan Pingting had a good impression of her, and tentatively invited:

"Then... let's add a friend? Do you have a team? It seems that this main mission is difficult."

Qu Wan has been fighting alone since she was promoted to level 8, thinking that this little girl is a member of the forum after all, "Okay. I will take advantage of it."

Fan Pingting: "Where is it? We are short of people!" She does not agree with the view that only a high degree of education can do research, and she does not think that education is linked to the quality of character, but thinking that the two of them are talking in a shallow way at this time, it does not make sense. Beauty, so I held my mind and didn't explain directly.

……

Under the rammed earth wall.

The slave with the triangular white paint on his face recoiled on his knees.

Dayu returned to the royal city to relax physically and mentally. While waiting for the elders to see him, he introduced to everyone the tribes that obeyed Shun's orders.

First of all, the Youyu clan where Wang Shun belongs has the highest status.The second is the Tao Tang family of the former Wang Yao.

Again, there are large tribes that have made great military exploits in the past 20 years, or have benevolent and virtuous nobles.

As the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, the Xiong family also has some forces in the royal city, mainly in charge of hunting and livestock breeding.

As for the Xia clan where Dayu belonged, it can be said that the Gonggong clan and the Gonggong clan are "fighting against each other", and the two clans have sent outstanding children to control the water.

Fei Mingqiu nodded.

Judging from the myths and legends he had read, the Gonggong family was the first to be ordered to control the water. Compared with Dayu and Gun, they were traditional and old-school nobles.

Dayu remembered something, bowed respectfully to Phoenix, and then turned to Shang Yuan and Fei Mingqiu, "I don't know if you have seen a dragon."

dragon?Dragon and phoenix often go hand in hand.

Fei Mingqiu thought of Jiaolong who guarded the ghost gate for the ghost mother and Yinglong who was killed by the thunder punishment from Di Jun, "What do you mean?"

Da He, who rested beside him with his bronze sword in his arms, said proudly, "Hey, you will know when you enter the inner city."

Sitting on Taotie's back, Fenghuang greeted the players, propped his chin and replied casually: "It seems that he raised a mud dragon."

Yuanyuan also chimed in: "The candle dragon is in the south, and there are no serious dragons in the north. Ordinary people who control dragons... hmph, they are all deceiving themselves."

Dahe blushed.He is stupid, but he still understands the principle of not offending gods, what can he do, just bear it.

Fei Mingqiu half-understood, caught a glimpse of Shang Yuan looking at his own hand again, his action was one step ahead of his thoughts - grasping Shang Yuan's wrist.

Shang Yuan: "What's wrong?"

Fei Mingqiu: "...I saw you in the ghost mansion. I mean, you were six years ago. What about you?"

He felt that he had swallowed two important adjectives, these two attributives were pondered over and over between his teeth, and finally he forgot to say them.

Shang Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the five fingers of his right hand, rubbing his thumb vigorously on the protruding knuckle of his index finger, "Then what we see is similar."

Fei Mingqiu: "Yeah, it's a good thing Phoenix made a move, otherwise players might complain that our game is too underworld after entering the ghost gate, haha."

Shang Yuan casually nodded, as if the most important thing right now was his detachable hands.

Fei Mingqiu looked at Fenghuang with his back to them, thinking of the deeds of these gods reading minds without saying hello, he was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to say too much.He vaguely knew what was pulling Shang Yuan's attention away, but he wasn't sure if it was just a fantasy.

After two quarters of an hour, the envoys with jade rings on both hands came from the inner city, saying that the king and the elders wanted to see them.

Fenghuang pointed to the crocodile next to the messenger and said, "This is the mud dragon. See it? No matter how bad that guy is, Zhuyin won't be ridden by a mortal."

He is merciless in killing ghost mothers, and his attitude is willful and arrogant. Speaking of Zhulong in Chudi in the south, he has some emotion and pity.

It's a pity that people in the Central Plains don't know much about Zhulong, so they didn't understand what he was talking about.

The envoy saw a man in red sitting comfortably on the back of the beast Taotie, and his face turned pale with shock, "Gao Mi, this is—"

Fenghuang got up and smiled, "I'm Master Xiao Fei's master, I'm here with him, don't bother me."

Fei Mingqiu: "..." I always felt annoyed by yin and yang.Didn't you say go to town for a drink?

Twenty women sitting under the wall, drinking water and resting their feet cast puzzled eyes on Fenghuang, and discussed his background with each other.

Dayu didn't know how to introduce Fenghuang's identity, worried that the hasty introduction would ruin the plan of this auspicious god and cause trouble between the two sides.

Fenghuang grabbed his sleeves and girdle, clapped his hands and urged: "Let's go, let's go, I sent salt and pottery earlier, go home earlier!"

Messenger: "Okay, please come with me."

Da He patted his forehead, wondering for whom these women and slaves sang dirges, and asked the envoy why on the way to the inner city.

The envoy said in amazement: "Dahe, don't you know? It has been raining for days and the king is seriously ill. The priest sent them to the altar to pray for blessings."

There were so many players that it was impossible to squeeze all of them into the royal city. Seeing that it was going to rain, the front team couldn't see the edge, and some people went offline.

Chen Yiheng and Li Xiaoming also took off the VR equipment and put it on the table, and turned on the computer to download today's screenshots and screen recording files.

Answering the reply of the private message, editing the video, the two of them ignored the meal and swiped their mobile phones, and continued to work after eating two mouthfuls of watermelon.

As soon as the school graduation ceremony is over next week, Li Xiaoming will be able to officially join the job.

He glanced at Chen Yiheng who was sitting across from him typing on the keyboard, and his heart pounded.

Whether to go to real estate or do new media... Will my father spin like a top with a seven wolf belt...

"Damn, this **** (expletive) has changed his number to spray again! Crazy."

The game commentary video they cooperated with was very popular, and it was the most popular on the site for four consecutive weeks, which attracted a lot of sarcastic comments.

Where there is red, there must be black. Li Xiaoming thinks that he and the other are old men who already make money by making videos, so there is no need to feel wronged or uncomfortable.

But I can't stand some keyboard warrior wives-too break the moral bottom line, not only scolding them, but also humanizing their fans.

Li Xiaoming's eyes were on fire, and he banged on the keyboard and cursed back.

The three words [iron waste] appeared most frequently.

He felt comfortable cursing, the boy on the other side of the network cable clutched the mouse and stared blankly at the screen thinking about his ideas, then grabbed his phone and left a certain Internet cafe.

In summer, the boy was still wearing a crumpled and yellowed hoodie, muttering: "Go to Henan... in Henan..."