Wan raised his questions like a well-behaved student.
“..........”
Damn, you're a nitpicker, right?
I told you these two brothers lived together but didn't get along, and you fucking asked me why they didn't go and reclaim the land.
This is as ridiculous as those Chinese experts asking why poor people don't drive taxis or rent out their idle houses.
How could the people of that era have the personal strength as strong as these little ants, and how could they have so much wasteland to cultivate?
Those lands belong to the master, and you're cultivating them without permission? Are you trying to save your life?
Deng Ru's face was full of black lines, and he really wanted to slap this argumentative guy to death.
Damn, you are just arguing.
But when he thought that Wan had a hope of cultivating to the realm of Taoist God, Deng Ru forced himself to suppress the urge to beat Wan to death and patiently explained to Wan.
"You fool, I have traveled through countless worlds. Different races and countries have different social structures. How can you use your knowledge to control other worlds?"
Deng Ru hit Wan on the head with a whisk on the spot, venting his anger at being argued with.
[...I am being reckless. Please forgive me, old immortal. Please continue.]
Wan felt a little pain when he was hit by Deng Ru's whisk.
After all, Deng Ru has divine power, the power of the creator god, and he can at least smash people to pieces when he hits them.
Only because of the high realm and strong strength can one avoid the fate of being scattered all over the place.
Of course, Wan also understood that the old god in front of him had probably traveled to many worlds and was knowledgeable.
Using the system of the Tian'en Kingdom to speculate on other worlds that others have seen would naturally be seen as argumentative.
There is no interoperability at all.
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