To Four Thousand Years Later

Solomon went deeper and deeper into Egypt. The crowd surrounded him and sang praises.

In Yastaru's view, Solomon's greatness can be called a god.

He can't cause any special phenomena—his mouth can't breathe fire, he can't trigger an earthquake with his feet, and he can't roll up or calm down a tsunami at will. He doesn't even have a long enough lifespan, can't fly and can't predict the future...

There is nothing special about him, and his body composition is exactly the same as that of ordinary humans.

...But his wisdom, his insights, and even his inspiring words and commanding power far surpassed the humans of this era—even completely surpassed the gods.

Is this the wisdom that humans can achieve?

Is this the wisdom that humans will master?

Just thinking about it a little bit made Yastaru feel worried—if all human beings have the wisdom of Solomon, does this world still need gods?

In that case, do you still need me...

"I reiterate again, I am here for peace! I am not here to cause disputes!"

Under the scorching sun at noon, Solomon rode on a camel and shouted loudly: "Our purpose is to persuade Pharaoh to stop maintaining tyranny! It is to eradicate the war between the two countries! It is to let all peoples on this earth have flesh and blood. Food and clothes to wear!"

"You are not meant to be by my side all the time, but to say to the people all over Egypt 'King Solomon has come! He has come with peace! He has come with abundance and friendliness!' If they If you don’t believe me, tell them what I said.”

Solomon's sharp eyes were like burning flames, which made people dare not look directly: "No one will refuse rich food and clothing - if they say 'No!' They must be the ones who were bought by Pharaoh! Or, they hope that others and themselves Sloth who suffer poverty together!"

"—And you are not! You are all very righteous people! You work for the welfare of others, just as you care for your relatives. You are all far-sighted people! So I want to say, you are all Wise man!"

"So praise it! You have become wise because of me!"

Solomon's voice boomed, even people far away could hear it.

The pure white robe he was wearing was rusted with gold patterns, and against the backdrop of the sun, it seemed to be shining with a faint golden glow...Of course, this visual effect was also specially prepared by Solomon in advance.

Those around him also shouted excitedly: "Long live King Solomon!"

"Long live King Solomon—"

The sound went straight to the sky and could be heard miles away.

They shouted with all their might, making the nearby ground rumble and vibrate their hearts. They couldn't even hear their own voices if they didn't shout with all their might.

And Solomon just raised his right hand, and the shouting sound quickly disappeared.

From extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, the contrast makes people doubt whether Solomon has the power to control people's hearts.

Solomon's voice became quiet again.

"You should keep in mind that our enemies are not only from the pharaohs, but more from ordinary people who don't know good and evil, right and wrong. That's because they don't believe our sincerity, and they don't believe that we are for peace here!"

"The words of the dull are sharp knives. They point to the hearts of the wise with the power of crowds, and make them unable to make any changes. But we only need to be firmer, stronger, and more united than them, and the sharp knives will no longer be sharp , their will will be shaken—"

"You must not act violently, and be respectful to all people. You will eventually become the majority among the people of Egypt, but you must not plunder, steal, or damage other people's things! If you do so in disorder Woe to you! You will be removed from my people as a farmer removes stricken wheat."

Solomon issued an admonition to the gathered villagers: "We must give courage to the timid, protection to the weak, and enlightenment to the dull! In this way, people will become our brothers instead of us. enemy!"

"Therefore praise you! For you will be many, because people will obey your words!"

"Long live King Solomon!"

Shouts and praises surged like waves again.

Solomon repeatedly and loudly repeated his assertion to the assembled crowd.

He has repeated these words for two days. He said it once every morning, noon, and night, and when he was about to reach the next city, he stepped on the rock outside the city, and said the last word to the nearly a hundred men, women, old and young who came out with him.

His words had no explanation, no reason, and no evidence at all—but Solomon's utterly confident voice and piercing gaze were evocative.

People subconsciously listened to his words, imitating the cries of those around them, repeating Solomon's assertions over and over again.

His name of wisdom has long been heard throughout Egypt. As early as three or four months ago, people had learned and realized Solomon's wisdom and benevolence through various channels. Now that they have let go of their guard against him, they will no longer doubt whether his words are correct.

As Solomon said before.

Once ordinary people accept a small part of the information as correct, they will naturally accept the rest as correct.

He constantly builds up the concept of "we", gradually turning "I" into "us", but no one notices.

Solomon and his party entered the surrounding cities in batches and scattered, and repeated Solomon's words to other people who were tortured by the war and oppressed by Pharaoh.

The people lined up to meet the King of Wisdom they longed for, and bowed down to him as if seeing a **** coming to the ground.

They firmly believed that the pharaoh had been abandoned by the great **** Amon—then King Solomon, who was born at this time, must be the next pharaoh chosen by Amon!

If you look down from directly above Egypt, you can see the rushing torrent.

From the village where Solomon entered, the road he and his queen took towards Tanis was like a shark moving a school of fish. The people were carried forward by him, and more people spread out and entered other cities. Then they left the city again and headed further afield.

The farther away from Solomon's city, the slower the flow of people. But the crooked road he walked swept away almost everyone from the village.

There are elderly people trembling as they walk, and women with children in their arms. Many more were the young and the young—these were Solomon's most steadfast supporters.

This is the result that has been laid out since half a year ago, or even earlier, and after three months of evolution.

Now Solomon's visit and speech was the final straw. His words shook the whole of Egypt, and everyone began to think that Solomon was the only savior of Egypt.

It was a miraculous rebellion, fought for no leader, for no purpose, not even oppressed themselves.

That was the torrent of people's wrath just for the sake of opposing Pharaoh, and resolutely opposing Pharaoh