Zhang Mingtu had a strange feeling in his heart. Although everything had not been opened yet, once he opened it, this world might truly become a mythical country.
"There's not yet a complete standard for everything, and I can add a lot to this detailed standard."
How to gain more people's support and how to go a step further to enable many people to absorb the energy of heaven and earth are all a mystery to others, but for Zhang Mingtu, there is an answer.
"Then I can add or subtract from this answer at will and formulate a relevant standard. If we use the rumors in mythology and classical literature as an example, is this the Heavenly Law?"
Thinking of this, even though Zhang Mingtu has always had a good attitude, his mind couldn't help but waver when he thought about these related things.
Establish relevant standards for becoming a god, and then little by little, turn a pond into a stream, a river, or a lake.
It is like the python swallowing an elephant, and also the steps for a mortal to become a god.
"Many of the issues I considered before can now be realized."
What Ruihai wants to do is to let the true light of Daxia cover the earth and every corner, or to exchange it for fairness, but it is difficult to get. After all, people will inevitably have corresponding selfishness when they are alive, and they will inevitably try their best to make themselves stronger and better.
This has been the foundation for generations and cannot be changed.
This process is repeated for generations of dynasties. Land is constantly annexed, and related wealth is constantly concentrated in the hands of the top group of people, while the lives of other people become more and more difficult and miserable. Then a round of riots will be set off, making the earth white and clean, and the cards will be reshuffled again.
This has been the law throughout the dynasties and will not change due to anyone's will.
But now if there is a process of becoming a god, if someone can be extraordinary, if there is an extraordinary person who can monitor the earth, and it requires the joint recognition and response of many people, perhaps a completely different path will be taken.
Zhang Mingtu found it quite interesting.
At this time, someone related to the Agricultural College also raised his hand to ask a question.
"Dr. Zhang, you selflessly share your cutting-edge knowledge with us. Have you ever considered forming your own school, teaching only within your own sect?"
The person who asked this question was not a young scholar, but an older doctoral student from the Agricultural College.
After hearing this, Zhang Mingtu just smiled and shook his head.
"My master's ambition is to ensure that everyone in the world has enough food and clothing, free from the ravages of war. His lifelong research has been dedicated to this goal."
The elderly doctor of agronomy had a look of longing in his eyes, but more of it was disapproval.
He thought such a thing was impossible, but that did not prevent him from admiring the people who made such decisions and efforts.
At any time, idealists will be respected by many people, but most people will not agree with them, because idealists are more stupid than born fools.
Doing something knowing it is impossible will often only result in all your life's efforts being wasted.
Many old doctors did not agree with it very much, as the formula of related improved seeds had been leaked before. If it were not for the great druid Yuan who had a backup plan and better seeds in his hands, the impact of this round would have been very great.
The younger doctors of related agricultural sciences had a look of longing on their faces.
They have not yet been beaten by many societies, believe that the world is purer, and embrace relevant ideals more.
I also agree more with Zhang Mingtu's ideas.
Three cups of wine make a promise seem light.
Younger people always like to be unrestrained and prefer this ideal state.
There is no difference between the two.
The older generation, having suffered too many setbacks, tends to be more stable and mature, while the younger generation, having not experienced too many setbacks and hardships, is more passionate.
If the younger generation is guided correctly, they will not experience too many setbacks but move towards success step by step and realize their ideals step by step, then they will live a more comfortable life.
When the older generation sees that this path is viable, they will also change their ways.
Just like when the Illuminati was first established, more people joined in, and as the Illuminati grew step by step, and truly practiced its ideals step by step, a spark gradually started a prairie fire, and more and more people joined in, regardless of age.
Young people are more energetic and creative, and their ideas are often wild and imaginative, but there are many difficulties in putting them into practice. The older generation of people are more stable and mature, and they do things in an orderly manner without being rash.
Both are the cornerstones of the entire society and are indispensable.
Zhang Mingtu has a lot of experience in how to unite this group of people.
While his thoughts were turning, he answered questions from several people in the audience.
Zhang Mingtu stood in front of the stage again and continued to explain related issues.
Above his shoulder, a small head popped out, looking at the spacious classroom with curious eyes, mostly filled with curiosity.
The green scales sparkled with brilliance between heaven and earth.
Well, the unlucky guy that Zhang Mingtu specially marked, the dragon that struggles in the rivers every day and is in quite good condition.
Zhang Mingtu casually patted the shoulder and pressed the curious little head back down, his expression unchanged.
“Someone has to take a different path.”
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