Dumplings were falling from the sky in an endless stream, and the stars fell like meteorites, but there were no ripples.
The fourth plague...
This is a very old word. As for now, it is not a particularly taboo word, because that era was hidden in the dust and no trace seems to be found.
Jin Yuan looked at the sky, then looked away, rubbing his temples with two fingers, looking particularly tired.
She is expanding her invasion with Lingfeng Kingdom as the center. Faced with the fog of war in front of her, she is taking a steady and steady approach: It's not that the commander-in-chief doesn't want to advance quickly, but it seems that there seem to be many time and space tunnels inside the spaceship. Faced with such an unusual situation, In the unclear multi-dimensional environment, she cannot act rashly. She can only use the tentacles of the world island civilization to continuously extend and explore outwards.
Due to the restrictions set by Jin Yuan, most players advance very slowly and can only explore around the Lingfeng Kingdom. The Dragon Hive is currently under her rule, but it will take time to form a prairie fire.
However, the creativity of the Lezi people will be able to exert their exploration capabilities in a short time, and the energy density in the spacecraft is indeed very suitable for improving the realm, which can be regarded as raising troops + promoting the integration of civilizations.
As for whether he will be assimilated by the spaceship civilization...
If you think about it too much, they are fun people!
The shrimp head is very good.
How could they be assimilated when they were the only ones torturing others?
After all, these things can be very ugly to NPCs protected by the system. The spaceship civilization gold yuan does not give the NPC an identity. Just like the wild monsters in the jungle before, if the player has the ability, he will definitely take action.
Jin Yuan couldn't hurry up, and the camera returned to the Rhine City Temple. At this moment, Yuan Xi had not yet woken up. His eyes were foggy, but Zhang Shouwang, on the other hand, looked calmer and calmer, entering a state of "selflessness".
"If I were the Qing Emperor that year."
With a sigh, a great picture was opened.
[There are two types of books, those for readers and those for writers.
[Readers feel that traditional stories must have an inspiration and a clear context. If they are confused, they will get angry and shout for a refund. But writers do not need other writers to educate themselves. They are arrogant and pride themselves on being the best in the world. Come here to pick, and you will realize for yourself that what you get is right.
["Yan Gu Chou" is a long-old book. Its title has three pronunciations, so it also has many names. The most famous one is "Hiding the Ancient Chou".
[The glory of a hero must be shed, because there is only one piece of clothing like this. People of the previous era wore it, but modern people cannot wear it. But the past is the foundation of the present, and you cannot put yourself in a dragon robe by denying it.
[It is music rather than words that best reflects the spirit of the times. If music is vulgar, then there must be something wrong with this era, and the popular music that is recommended is the epitome of the era. Any sophistry will pale in front of the objective, just like a boy who studies during the day, and his mind is full of pornography at night. It's evil, but this raging desire cannot fade away because of your self-elegance in the morning.
[Young people with deficient morals always want to find solace in the nooks and crannies, kneel down in front of sculptures, unite with leaders who are too gentle, and use violence to cheer for them.
[History is meant to remember that when a civilization loses its right to speak, it disappears into thin air. Small countries are littered with corpses, and their influence is not as great as that of big countries.
[The real demise of Syria is that they cannot even hold on to the word "Syrian style", and those young people will not think about the brutal war and the culprits behind this word, just like they are ashamed to talk about the scars their ancestors suffered, and in " "Nanjing Massacre".
[Yes, the middle class always hopes that the world will be beautiful and free from disasters. They cannot believe that their despicable quality of life is based on blood and tears. Forgetting the earth is a complete betrayal of the sky.
["Yan Gu Chou" is a book that shifts from describing the objective world to studying the inner world of characters. This is a book from the primitive plundering period of capital. It has no name and is very hard to read. It cannot be read in one breath. It is crazy. The time that tortures you, a day, a week, a month, a year.
[This is a parasitic book, which is cruel and violent towards the teenagers who like it. The person who wrote it lived in a selfish and bloody era. Thinkers and moralists were out of place in this world. People needed inventors, progress, and milestones one after another to bring meaning to their time.
[I am not criticizing anything, but this is the objective reality of this era. During this period and an author who is so special that it is almost impossible to copy, he wrote this book that basically cannot be understood unless he is the author. It is touted and lofty. Even if it is sunny and snowy, it will definitely be misunderstood.
[This world is vulgar. Just like all people think that they should eat healthy, exercise, read books, and watch profound movies, but in the end they choose violent tastes, hard and violent visuals.
[You have to understand that people are the animals that like to deceive themselves the most, just like they talk about their ideals and plans. Please remember, my dear, what people really want to do cannot be told to the gods. They don’t have that much time. , "Yan Gu Chou" was also starved to death.
[The heart is dark because it is an internal organ and cannot see the light. It only turns blood red when it is taken out.
[I am a bug, I am an animal. The only reason I have at night comes from the kiss of the moonlight. My child, if you are lucky enough to read this book of mine, please go on firmly and inherit my memory. This road is very long. , perhaps, you will also become a book like me, which can be interpreted by those who come after you.
[It’s late at night, let me send you a message:
[Manual labor is the great disinfectant against all social viruses. 】
Zhang Shouwang finished reading.
The other party's words were full of strong self-confidence, but I didn't know how to refute it. However, the subtitles in front of me soon popped up:
[Congratulations on finding the book reference, successfully merging "Insects", "Mother's Wild Child", "Book with My Brother (Completed)", "Yan Gu Chou" is being updated, and rewards will be distributed...]
【drop! "Letter to my brother, reward: Concentric knot"]
Zhang Shouwang was still in a daze. He pinched the red concentric knot on his hand and said nothing. In other words, he could not move freely yet.
After obtaining the Tongxin Knot, Yuan Xia from afar also came to this space and time. The Tongxin Knot lying in Zhang Shouwang's palm seemed to sense something and flew lightly to Yuan Xia's right wrist and tied it automatically.
This is the capability of the cannon fodder system.
Jin Yuan can't sense ball lightning and crow sacrifice now, but all these things in front of him should be the system's built-in capabilities.
The commander-in-chief didn't say anything, and she didn't know much about the cannon fodder system. She could only say that it should still be a force on her own side.
"where is this place……"
After the sundial shrunk, it was held in Zhang Shouwang's hand. His current mood was considered indifferent, and he spoke in a fluent manner, making him seem unapproachable.
Looking at the shabby red flag behind the young man, Yuan Xia smiled faintly, and his carelessness was much restrained, "I am also reminiscing. There is a younger brother in my body."
"You mean, I inherited my brother?"
Zhang Shouwang turned sideways. The angel didn't say anything, but looked at Zhang Shouwang's left palm holding the concentric knot just now. There was also a concentric knot on his wrist.
Following Yuan Xie's gaze, Zhang Shouwang also saw his left wrist.
this……
"What do you remember?"
“When I first came here, Galway said there were three countries here.
"A country is always exposing the dark side of this society. The government's behavior has no bottom line. The people must recognize the reality. We ourselves are the first person responsible for security.
"A country believes that the logic of its social operation is hopeless and wants to create a new world. The last country says that although life is hard and the fate is difficult, living in the present is happiness, and it must be grateful and content.
"Maybe, choosing one of them will be the next step for me."
"It's kind of hard to choose."
Yuan Xie was silent for a moment.
Is the third country super fresh?
Jin Yuan also had an ear to listen.
The environment around the big city civilization is very complicated, like a carefully crafted trap. This is why the plot of Black Sheep has not been advanced. There is nothing to write about in the quagmire.
In the blood-red church, the relationship between Yuan Xia and Zhang Shouwang was in a stalemate. It was not that they were not harmonious, but that they did not know how to start communication with each other.
"Rules! What bullshit rules are these! Why do you have to lose your loved one in order to move forward! I remember it! My brain has memorized it! Let me out! Let me out!"
The trapped beast roared hysterically, and both teenagers chose to listen for a moment.
"A Letter to My Brother" is finished, but there are still many places that are unclear and have been painted black.
The sound stopped, but soon, another one came:
"At first the explorers were noble. They wanted to spread civilization, but the footprints they left opened the door to darkness. As we all know, a little red oil can change the taste of a bowl of clear soup, but not vice versa.
“When violence dominates order, morality is already in vain, and the corpses on the river bank and the hungry and sick colonized people are just the best choices made by the invaders.
"What is value? What is greatness?
“When idealism comes to the battlefield and becomes a predatory medium for the victorious countries to carry out their duties against the defeated countries, the collapse of values and the split in self-perception instantly turn young adults into a lost generation. These trees that grow in the sun are eventually buried deep in the ground. The underground way, escaping from this world for one's own growth.
"The dark world has no sound, and the life swallowed by it is like an object that is not affected by gravity and falls into a dissolved structure."
