Chapter 1567 Opportunity

"Mom, I'm afraid." A female servant and her little daughter hid in a corner, coweringly waiting for the chaos to pass.

"Don't make a sound, Xiaohua." The maidservant's face was smeared with ashes from the pot, and the younger daughter's face was also smeared.

This is what she told her after she gave a bowl of rice to the hungry people on the side of the road. If there is any trouble, she should quickly put ashes on her face.

"Hey, there are two girls here!"

The most terrifying voices of two men came.

"too ugly."

"Fool, just wash it off."

"Wow!"

"Ah! Uh!" After two screams, a dog stuck its head in.

"There are still two people here, save them." A somewhat familiar female steward said.

How to distinguish the good from the bad?

In the chaos, it's easy to see.

Those who dare not follow the trend to snatch and burn them are good people.

The hunting dog Zhao Han finally gathered a large group of people.

Women occupy the absolute majority, followed by children, and then the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

There are three blind men.

They were already on the verge of death, and they were in the same situation as Wen Rensheng before, and now this trouble, they are a blessing in disguise.

Someone took care of it.

"There are 1451 people now, Dumb, what do you want to do?" Wen Rensheng said to the hunting dog.

The Hound took the slate and began to write: "Sleep."

"Let them all sleep? It's a good idea, it can stabilize their spirits." Wen Rensheng nodded.

While speaking, the hound fell down and snored.

Wen Rensheng saw a green streak appearing on the hunting dog.

A green dog.

interesting.

In his field of vision now, living things have colors, and inanimate things only have black outlines.

He has understood that the color of life is filled by his spiritual will.

Or scientifically speaking, it is the brain that fills the color of the objects scanned by Zhenqi according to the sound, movement...

Several leading old men arranged the people in dozens of rooms, and began to arrange for people to find rice for cooking.

A woman knew the location of a rice warehouse.

In the past, whoever approached here would be hacked to death, but now there is no one here.

A mountain of rice grains was displayed in front of everyone.

"They have so much rice, they are separated from my house by two walls, but my child is starving to death." A middle-aged woman wiped her tears and said.

"You can't say that, it's fate." A certain old man sighed.

"That's right, the honorable Master Huan is dead now, isn't it fate."

"When he died, he had a grand burial, and six concubines were buried, so he can enjoy the blessings in the next life."

"I heard that those who were buried were the oldest ones, and the younger ones were divided among his sons. What a crime."

"His sons didn't do well either. Nine of them died and only one remained."

"It deserves it, who made his family commit so many crimes, this is the punishment of God."

"God's punishment?" The sleeping hound moved its ears twice, writing down the word.

It is impossible for the women who are venting to think that what they say just to please their hearts will have such a great impact on another world in the future.

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"Woke up, really comfortable." Zhao Han opened his dog's eyes, only to feel very comfortable in his heart.

hungry.

Looking for something to eat.

It sniffed around, and someone brought a bowl of stew in front of it.

That posture is very careful, just like a bodhisattva in a temple.

"Guji Guji" it finished a few mouthfuls and felt more comfortable.

At this time, another little girl came and squatted down to clean the smoke and dust from its hair.

What to do now?

She remembered the chaos before.

I seem to have done something wrong again?

"No, you did the right thing. Alas, it's just that you have changed from a silly and sweet girl to a scheming woman. It's really embarrassing." The narration suddenly sounded.

"Why are you scolding me?" Zhao Han said dissatisfied.

"I'm praising you."

"Why don't you blame me? They were still alive and well, but I provoked the fight and made everything messy, so so many people died." Zhao Han said in a complicated tone.

"Why blame you? It doesn't matter if you die. The problem is that after you die, you have the chance to really change everything. Your calculations are really powerful." The narrator said sincerely.

"I have no plans!" Zhao Han emphasized.

She just wanted to make the life of the bottom people better, which is also called calculation.

"Why not, if there is no chaos, you can become the head of these thousand people? Although most of them are old and weak, they are also a force. If there is no chaos, they can rely on you wholeheartedly? Trust you? You can control Got such a big power?" The narrator said disdainfully.

Zhao Han was silent.

The other party is right.

Then she cast her dog eyes on those children who were eating sweet rice with big mouthfuls.

You can't imagine that a six-year-old half-grown girl can eat two large bowls of rice. If her mother didn't stop her because she was afraid that she would starve to death, she would continue to eat.

These children are her chance.

Zhao Han is not really stupid after all,

What should be done now is to find a safe place, settle these people down, and then start educating the children.

Children are the source of rapid change.

The human brain is the greatest gift of nature.

Children of primitive tribes, children who can't do 1+1, after fifteen years of education, can also quickly integrate into the modern social life two thousand years later, without any rust.

She only needs to spend six years to educate the first batch, and then six years later, the first batch can teach children thirty times her own, and then six years, nine hundred times.

This is the power of education!

Eighteen years later, the first batch of 90,000 six-year primary school students appeared if one hundred children were taught.

They are enough to change this era.

Any force that values ​​education can rise and enter middle life within two or three generations.

Zhao Han quickly sorted out his mood and thought about the future.

She wants to teach modern science in this martial arts world!

It didn't take long for her to discover that she was a fool.

She is a dog and can't speak, how to teach this?

Even if you have practiced kung fu and can scratch slates, you cannot scratch a textbook.

Even if she can write it out, it's all in simplified characters. If she doesn't pronounce the pronunciation herself, others won't be able to understand it, right?

Unless she can speak, if she can't speak, how can those children understand if they don't even know the words?

And the other adults here can't understand the book she wrote.

It's over, it's dead end.

She scratched her head thinking.

"Little Fatty, find a way for me to teach these children to go to school." She urged.

"No, I'm going to sleep again. This is a low-magic world, and it's very unfriendly to me. I'm going to sleep." The narrator refused.

"You, you..." Zhao Han was helpless.

This guy came out for a trip, he didn't do anything serious, he just came here to make himself happy.

"Why do you need so many things, you are just a dog now, that's the last sentence." The narrator still said one more sentence.

"It's still nonsense, give me some serious advice."

"My advice can only be given to people. It's really the last sentence."

After this sentence, the seed of her narration was completely silent.