Zhao Feng was stunned, with only one thought in his mind.
Good heavens, this swindler is incredible! He even managed to fool an emperor, a wise and benevolent ruler throughout history.
In the past, those who did this, except for Xu Fu who lied and fled at sea, all met a terrible end; they could practically compile a complete list of ways to die.
What's even more terrifying is that the story has been passed down to the modern era and has not been deciphered yet; some people still believe in her identity as the Goddess of Mount Tai.
Class monitor:
"As for why the Goddess of Mount Tai was known for her capricious nature, it all comes down to that great drought. Two fools offended the goddess and a certain god, which implicated the country, and they were punished with a three-year drought. Sure enough, it didn't rain for several months afterward."
Some people said with disgust:
"I wonder how many people have died. I think even if she is a god, she is an evil god."
"Nonsense! Didn't the appearance of the goddess after that dethrone the god of rain and then bring rain again?"
The class monitor retorted.
"He could have acted sooner. So many people died because of his playfulness. What kind of good god is he?"
The student who answered the question was seen as somewhat argumentative by many people.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but ponder. He felt that this was actually in line with the definition of a god. In earlier times, gods all carried an aura of wildness.
In the Shang and Zhou dynasties, popular witchcraft and divination methods often involved using human lives to appease the gods, sometimes even involving hundreds or thousands of people being buried alive as sacrifices.
Wait a minute, why am I starting to think of this swindler as some kind of god? Zhao Feng shook his head, firmly upholding his materialistic worldview.
The squad leader sneered twice:
"Then what about the divine seeds bestowed by the goddess? Although the grains we grow now have been improved..."
But everyone knows that scientists merely stimulated the potential of the original seeds; in that era, it was simply impossible to artificially select such superior seeds!
The argumentative guy... shut up.
Seeing that the debate had come to an end, the male teacher clapped his hands to attract the students' attention. He first praised the class monitor's knowledge, then teased him a bit, and asked the class monitor to play games with him after class.
Then the tone changed:
"...Some details are clear, but class monitor, you can't blindly follow and believe that there really are gods."
While there are indeed some inexplicable events surrounding the Goddess of Mount Tai, I believe that with the advancement of science and technology, scientists will discover the underlying principles.
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