Before taking up the post of Director of the Liaison Department of the Yueluotian Bureau, Colonel Zhao Hu also worked part-time as Director of Logistics. He helped Lin Chong to mine stones from the mountain and made a stone table and a stone chair.

Lin Chong sat upright on the chair and placed the Little Red Book on the table, but it still felt so... shabby.

“Wuxian, can’t you create some buildings like the Lingxiao Palace? Isn’t our Heavenly Palace too simple?” Lin Chong asked Wuxian with a frown.

“That requires the presence of a Heavenly Official of Creation. I can’t hold both positions. Besides, I think the God should be able to instruct on how to transform some objects…” Wuxian protested slightly.

No one can count on anyone, right?

The Emperor of Heaven and the chief steward of Heaven looked at each other and felt helpless.

"When other heavens were established, it shouldn't have been so difficult..." Lin Chong pondered, "How did they obtain supplies?"

Okay, difficulties must be overcome.

Lin Chong suddenly discovered a problem. Although he wanted to issue a formal document, he had no paper or pen. What could he use to write it?

“Transforming the imperial edict into paper and pen is the job of the Heavenly Official in charge of writing…” Wuxian said.

Lin Chong was certain that when other gods achieved heaven, they must have already had a large number of people under their command.

"It's over..." Lin Chong was feeling depressed and couldn't do any work.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu came over excitedly, holding a slate in one hand and a piece of coal, both of which were dug out from the mountains, in the other. He placed them in front of Lin Chong and said, "Comrade Tianbing, you should overcome your difficulties first and use this to write."

It is the comrades cultivated by the Party who possess a spirit of revolutionary optimism... Lin Chong grabbed the piece of carbon with emotion, and suddenly felt that there was no God in heaven, and he was more like a primitive man.

Put pen to paper.

Lin Chong's hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

“God, what’s wrong with you?” Wuxian asked curiously.

“Should I…write in simplified Chinese characters? Or should I write in traditional Chinese characters?” Lin Chong asked Wuxian.

“Simplified Chinese characters? Traditional Chinese characters? What are those?” Wuxian didn’t understand. “Of course, the imperial edict must be written in divine language.”

Lin Chong was struck by lightning and the piece of coal in his hand fell onto the table.

“God, you…” Wuxian didn’t understand.

However, Zhao Hu frowned, looking embarrassed.

Lin Chong had the same expression.

“Could it be that... God, you can’t write?!” Wuxian guessed in surprise, could it be that you are... illiterate?

…

Mount Buzhou.

Emergency meeting.

Representatives of the countermeasures team expressed their opinions.

"The divine text is obviously the rootless text. This was described when Comrade Tianbing wrote the history of Kunlun."

"So the question is, why can't Comrade Tianbing write rootless text?"

"Why should he know how to write? He has never learned it."

"Actually, this is related to a setting..." An expert from the countermeasure team said, "Is Comrade Tianbing really the Lord of Heaven? Is he the Immortal Emperor of Yueluo Heaven? If he is the Lord of Heaven, then he should have mastered these skills, but it seems that he doesn't..."

"The visitors from the heavens called Comrade Tianbing 'Supreme'. No one ever said that he was God. Comrade Tianbing only existed in the image of God when he was held hostage to create that fake heaven. However, it was only for a moment and he only appeared in Colonel Zhao Hu's dream." 704 recalled.

"So we can judge that Comrade Tianbing is not the complete version of the Emperor of Heaven. He needs to learn the rootless text." The experts of the countermeasures team put forward this point.

As for who to learn from...

Now on Earth, only Wu Fu has mastered the complete Wu Gen Wen.

…

Pure white prison.

A square table.

Sitting on this side are Lin Chong, Lin Man, and Lin Buzhou.

Why three people?

Because Lin Chong must go through Lin Buzhou's circulation before he can use Buzhoutian, and Lin Man is the circulation channel of Wufu.

Wu Fu was sitting opposite.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"I never knew... that dreams could actually be detected by the only root fruit..." Wu Fu forced a smile. He always thought that his dream was a private space for him. But when Lin Man came with Lin Chong and Lin Buzhou today, Wu Fu realized that his dream was also recorded.

"This technology has been realized a long time ago, but you don't know it, and I'm too lazy to tell you." Lin Man said expressionlessly.

"Then the conditions I mentioned earlier..."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Everything was recorded and used as data for your personality analysis." Lin Man said.

"I suddenly feel a chill in my heart." Wu Fu said honestly.

"Ahem." Lin Chong felt that he had talked too much nonsense. "I asked you to come here today because..."

"Tell the truth!" Lin Buzhou slammed the table with a bang, which scared Lin Chong.

"I haven't told you what I want him to do yet..." Lin Chong sighed.

"Oh, oh, oh, I was impulsive. I get angry when I see this guy. He actually plotted against me back then!" Lin Buzhou was referring to the time when Wu Fu was teaching him the Huangliang Immortal Art, and he deliberately buried a statement in it, exposing the positions of Lin Buzhou and Xu Junhu.

"We each served our own master back then, and I had no choice but to do it. In fact, I already wanted to surrender, but the superiors are too strict, so it's difficult for me to do it." Wu Fu immediately complained.

"Well, let's get to the point." Lin Chong said to Wu Fu, "You did a good job in solving the puzzle of Ziwei Emperor's chess game. You helped Lin Man a lot, which is very beneficial to Earth civilization. I thank you on behalf of Earth civilization. Now I need your help with something else. Please teach me Wugenwen in the shortest possible time..."

"Wait, why do you want to learn Wugenwen?" Wufu said immediately, looking quite surprised, "Wugenwen is of no use to you right now."

Lin Chong looked around, and 704 whispered in his ear: "You can tell Wufu a little about Yueluo Heavenly Palace. We are still in the stage of exploring how to use the Heavenly Palace. Wufu may give us some hints."

"It's like this..." Lin Chong sorted out his words, "I have already established the Heavenly Palace in the Journey to the West. A Kunlun Immortal has ascended to become a celestial being. I need to use the rootless script to issue an order to command Shenzhou..."

Bang!

Wu Fu stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him was overturned to the ground.

His expression was one of sheer horror.

He subconsciously pointed at Lin Chong, but then realized that this was not right, so he quickly retracted his hand and knelt down in front of Lin Chong with a plop, prostrating himself on the ground, paying homage, and shouting, "Greetings to the Supreme God of Kunlun!"

Hey……

Lin Chong was confused by the Five Blessings' bow.

Why such a big gift?

It’s not the New Year yet?

…

"Get up, get up." Lin Chong helped Wu Fu up. "Don't kneel first. Now tell me why you want to kneel."

“If you can achieve the upper realm of heaven, you are already supreme, on par with the other twenty-four gods, but... how is it possible?” Wu Fu was shocked. “The magnificent heaven must have taken billions of years to conquer various realms and obtain roots and fruits to build it. It has only been a few decades... Is this a single root fruit?! How can the other gods watch you achieve the heaven?!”

Of course, Lin Chong would not say that his heaven was only a tiny place.

He just nodded and said nothing.

Second update~