For a time.
All along Mountain Road, countless people who had violated the Fourth Rule received warnings.
"Changing lanes whenever we want isn't allowed anymore?"
"Why do I have to check behind me just to turn right?"
"Why should I yield to you?"
For a time, many cyclists complained.
Yet many others were delighted.
"Great! Now we won't have to worry about being forcibly taken away."
"Exactly. I'm riding properly, and someone comes over to seize me as a slave. That clearly violates the Fourth Rule. Cyclists cannot interfere with others' normal riding."
This was a basic traffic rule: your actions could not affect other vehicles and pedestrians traveling normally.
For example, when changing lanes, making a turn, entering a main road from a side road, crossing an intersection, starting up...
None of those actions could affect normal travelers.
For a time, those expressing gratitude vastly outnumbered those complaining.
But Wenren Sheng did not care about any of that.
I made the rules, and I set the rules of this world.
Adapt if you can. If you cannot, you will naturally be eliminated.
That was the law of nature.
And having come to this world, Wenren Sheng was the creator of its laws of nature.
They should have considered themselves fortunate.
The rules Wenren Sheng had established already had considerable bottom lines.
Had it been someone unable to control their own nature, this world would likely have long since been turned into a mire.
Wenren Sheng then continued riding.
After an unknown amount of time, a group of animals suddenly appeared on the road.
It was a herd of antelopes crossing the highway.
Leading them was a Big Horn Antelope, a full head taller than the others.
The cyclists ahead immediately fell into disarray.
Some rang their bells, trying to