Man is a walking beast.
The book that Yang Fan burned had this written at the beginning and end.
In extreme pain, Yang Fan thought of the author's ramblings in the book.
"When I was a child, my family was well off and my life was going smoothly. Now that I think about it, there was no one happier than me at that time. I should have grown up in a honeypot, but just like all the children in the world, Refusing to settle for the status quo, I began to imitate the most extraordinary people in those tall tales. I parodied their isolation and deviance without ever having the slightest doubt as to their origins.
When I was seventeen years old, I left my hometown on that old Sakura Stone-powered airship. At that time, I was always moaning for no reason and it was really disgusting. However, the awakened superpower gave me the ability to realize some of my fantasies. So I just left like that without saying goodbye to anyone before I left, so that later, I didn’t know what happened to my loved ones until twenty years later.
During my travels, I have been to many places and encountered many things, both about things and people.
Things are always good things, and those good things make me stronger than ever. Sometimes those treasures that ordinary people flock to seem to pounce on me on purpose, and they come so coincidentally that they make my hair stand on end.
Most of the things about people end in tragedy, and the process is always accompanied by the death of the weak and the hesitation of the strong. They are always unpredictable whims, so that no matter how strong I am, I cannot prevent them, and the weeds' The roots are too strong, even I can't do anything about it.
Those tragedies were similar. After seeing them more often, the wild cats dying on the roadside gradually moved me more than the massacre and abuse of civilians by nobles.
I was numb, and for a long time, I even chuckled about it.
People who have nothing are the happiest people, but people who have nothing are not human beings.
I can’t remember exactly which day it was. I just remember that that day I was extremely angry. In just a moment, I crushed the hearts of all the governors and nobles in that star field. I led the hungry civilians to rise up. Those big people in the central star field Because the master was afraid of me, he gave me a beautiful name that day.
It’s ridiculous to think about it, I’ve never even been to Baidi Star.
On that day, I had something that could move me forward, and I became the most despised mediocre person in my life.
On another day, a rare day of light rain on a dry planet, the old immortals of the Ji family found me and wanted to kill me, but they failed. I won, and I beat the Ji family until they were almost extinct. From then on , people in the entire universe are afraid of me.
But that day, those people from the Ji family also destroyed me.
The grandmother who likes to eat fish, the slow-talking cook, the children who clamor for stories every lunch, those groups of poor people who have been miserable for half their lives because of other people's mistakes, in that moment, Along with the entire galaxy, they were turned into powder by them. From then on, they became the traitors that the fools said were wiped out by heroes. No one cared about their whereabouts anymore.
Human beings are walking animals.
They create the most stringent bottom lines and the noblest virtues in the universe, and then regard trampling on them as the privilege of being superior to others. They put shackles on themselves called human nature, with the purpose of truly enjoying the absurd moment when human nature is torn apart. pleasure.
I am now the most powerful individual in the entire star. I can leave this plane at any time if I want. Some time ago, a woman who claimed to be a revolutionary found me and said that as long as I could help her kill someone who claimed to be " "Main God", a being whose nature is similar to it, gave me a coordinate map of the nearby realm.
I can leave, I can leave at any time. Anyway, I have nothing here. As long as I want, I might be able to go to a young plane and become a foreign god, and be carefree and happy from now on.
As long as I want.
But, I lost.
It won.
I hate this, but yes, it won, completely and without controversy.
I know that for it, "people live and work in peace and contentment" is just a stage, a stage that will inevitably end, necessary but not important. For it, individual joys and sorrows, and even the prosperity of the entire civilization are just stepping stones on its way forward. No matter how enthusiastic it is about humans now, one day in the future, when the balance tilts, the fate of humans will not be any better than that of those omnics.
I know, I know everything, I know all the truths, I have seen too much, lived too long, and I understand all these causes and effects.
However, if I make a stupid choice, I can let the people relax for a while and live like human beings for a while, even if it is just a few epochs, centuries, or even hundreds, decades, or years. , so what happens to me, what does it matter?
Young man, when you find this book, I should be dead. You may be in a difficult situation, wandering here on the worst day of your life, picking up this book, and reading these lines.
I don't care what you do with the things in this book, and I don't worry that your end will be the same as mine. After all, you are its chosen practitioner, my life, my beliefs, my existence, Everything about me was woven step by step to pave the way for you. You don’t know what it did to allow you to find this book here, and you also don’t know what it did to allow me to write this book. , how many people were sacrificed and how much blood was shed.
I don't care, really, it doesn't matter, and you don't need to care either.
I just hope you know that I have sacrificed everything for the people. My feet have never been contaminated by even a grain of sand on Baidi Planet. What I like most is actually the fireworks when the mechas collide. My most persistent thing is always tomorrow. The fruit of smoke.
Therefore, when you use the legendary White Emperor Martial Saint's unique skill, Emperor Jin, recorded in this book, I hope you can understand how absurd and ironic this whole thing is.
In the final analysis, all worlds, all civilizations, are a joke.
How did it happen?
Yang Fan couldn't remember clearly. This was probably because of the holes the monster had opened in the back of his head. He felt like most of his brain had been sucked in. There seemed to be something wrong with his vision, hearing, and taste. He I was so groggy at the moment that I really couldn't escape from this terrible situation.
Of course, fortunately, he has Emperor Jin. This energy extracted from the essence of life can not only repair his body, but also strengthen his heart and soul, so that he will not become incapable because the brain that carries himself is damaged. A useless person in action.
It might have been twenty minutes, or it might have been two hours, before Yang Fan finally woke up from the painful nightmare. The next second he regained his ability to move, he pounced on the remains of the monster like a hungry wolf. , I picked up the part where the watch just prompted, and there was a burst of bites.
To be honest, it tastes good.
The gradually rising feeling of satiety, accompanied by a subtle feeling of fullness, reminded Yang Fan of the bold words he had made on the spaceship a while ago.
One day ago, in the cabin.
"This exam will be held on the artificial satellite No. 136: Iron Desert."
Wei Wushuang rarely put on the air of a normal teacher and said to the students below, "This satellite is the personal property of Director Xi. It is used to imprison experimental subjects that still have research value in his experiments in recent hundreds of years. Among them There are a total of 3,648 experimental subjects, and the degree of risk cannot be accurately assessed due to the different abilities of the experimental subjects."
"Then what is this watch used for?" Yang Fan raised his hand and said, "It's so annoying to wear it."
"Satellite No. 136 was constructed using a spell from the world of living beings to prevent the experimental subjects from losing control of their abilities, thus endangering the residents of nearby colonial stars."
"This spell will amplify the energy consumption of all living creatures in the atmosphere of Iron Desert Star by six times, and at the same time strengthen all the senses of sentient creatures regarding the intake of nutrients. In other words, you will be very hungry during this exam. And ordinary food cannot cover the consumption of your daily activities."
"So, what is this watch for?"
"Recently, scientific researchers have discovered that some experimental subjects have shown resistance to the spell. After a large number of experiments, they found that consuming some tissues of these experimental subjects will weaken the effect of the spell on the eater in the short term."
"The watch just issued is loaded with Tiemo's experimental subject database, which can help you identify those experimental subjects that are resistant. It is a means provided by the school for you to avoid the spell."
"Experimental subjects..." Wolf suddenly realized a problem, "They are all human, right?"
"At least."
Wei Wushuang took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and shrugged indifferently, "It doesn't look like it."
"Cheating Kangxi"
Seeing that she didn't deny it, Yang Fan thought of the horror movie he watched a few days ago and suddenly retched, "You want us to eat people?"
"Eat as much as you like."
"Who will eat it?"
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to eat, you won't eat."
"I just don't want to eat it!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I believe you."
"me!"
Yang Fan looked around twice, and finally pointed at the ceiling of the spacecraft, vowing to do so with certainty.
"I, Yang Fan, will die! I will just fail the exam! Even if I copy the book a hundred times! I will definitely! Impossible! Eat those ghost things of unknown origin!"
Actually, how should I put it...
Isn’t that what people are like?
Assessing the situation and taking advantage of the situation.
Yang Fan comforted himself while devouring the food.
As flesh and blood entered his belly, the spell gradually became ineffective, and the efficiency of Emperor Jin's operation finally returned to 100%. In just a few breaths, Yang Fan went from half-dead to barely able to walk.
This is the edge of the Qiming System. The planet called Gao Tianyue has always blocked the sunlight on the iron desert due to artificial interference. It is hopeless, lightless, and vast. At this moment, Yang Fan does not know how much he misses the picture of Baidi College. The big stone table is filled with food every meal time, and there is also the small courtyard with a sad scenery but still the fragrance of birds and flowers.
And most importantly, his little nest.
His cozy little nest can give him infinite warmth. I remember that on the first day of owning the little nest, Yang Fan forgot about his brick house on Biluoxing and completely fell into the embrace of the small stone house.
I'm so hungry, I really want to eat the food cooked by Master Li...
A glimmer of light finally appeared in the dark wasteland. Yang Fan followed the light and saw a girl waving a giant sword in the distance, killing monsters.
"Ah, Ah Qing!"
Yang Fan was extremely excited and shouted to the girl.
"Do you have food?"
