Winter is coming (17)

Style: Science Author: One night and two nightsWords: 2773Update Time: 24/01/18 12:34:50
Probably everyone would not like the atmosphere of sitting around the stove in the winter, boiling a pot of tea, and placing fruits and snacks next to it, eating snacks, drinking tea to keep warm, and chatting at the same time.

This is a way for people to easily close the distance.

Li Yi just didn't expect the effect to be so good.

How dare you say it!

Also, why do you come to ask me if you don’t like women?

I respect your orientation, but if you want me to enlighten you, that's impossible!

"No, sir, you misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

Perhaps because he understood everyone's eyes, Qin Shijie hurriedly explained.

"Wait a minute, what did I misunderstand? Didn't you say it yourself?"

"...Ahem, what I mean is, what do you want to express, can you make it clearer?"

Suddenly realizing his gaffe, Li Yi pretended to cough to cover it up a bit.

Fortunately, no one cared about his illness. After all, Qin Shijie's words were extremely explosive...at least in this time and space, and attracted the attention of all the blades present...

In fact, Wang Tianping was the only melon-eater at the scene.

This is because he put most of his thoughts on the story of his life that he just listened to.

After listening to Qin Shijie's narration, several people realized that they had misunderstood.

"You really misunderstood. I didn't mean that kind of love, but a kind of... I can't say it. Let's put it this way, it's not the kind of love between men and women, it's just a pure love. Hateful, but not everyone, but selective."

"Wait a minute...that's not the kind of person you're talking about, right?"

"What kind of person?"

This question was asked by Wang Tianping, who looked confused at the moment.

After all, he had just heard about his "tragic" experience. Even after hearing such explosive information, he still could not turn around.

Of course, none of this matters anymore.

Because it turned out that they had misunderstood.

As a master who hangs around in the flower field, the peerless pretty boy Qin Shijie still has a very "professional" ethics.

You said you don't like women in pleasure scenes? does not exist!

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

How would Qin Shijie spend the next few decades without the understanding of the woman in the entertainment scene?

Even if he becomes a bad old man, he still comes to drink flower wine every day!

Yes, these were the heroic words that Qin Shijie once made.

Although it didn't sound serious, to people at the time (actually, Wang Tianping and Fu Yuan, who were only twelve or thirteen years old at the time), they sounded like quite men!

Can you believe that these are just words spoken by a little kid who is just twelve years old and has no hair at all?

Ancients, well, Li Yi had to admit at this moment that this time and space was indeed the ancient times in his impression.

After all, in his world, twelve-year-old children were still attending extracurricular classes.

That's too far.

Moreover, Master Qin Shijie is not the main content of this story.

So don’t worry about that much for now.

In fact, the main reason is that the content of what this prodigal son said is somewhat discordant. In order to prevent being discordant, it would be better to reconcile it first.

"So, sir, is this what I'm going to do for the rest of my life?"

Wang Tianping's face was filled with an expression called sorrow greater than heartbreak.

It’s not surprising that anyone’s life is clearly “arranged” from birth to death, down to the smallest detail, and that person is a gentleman whom he admires, a master of the world.

He couldn't help but not believe it!

How can anyone fool someone out of their mouth, or in such detail?

It’s impossible to be good at all!

"Isn't that a bad thing to say? I feel like he was hit."

Looking at Wang Tianping's eyes, Li Yi was a little worried and asked Moros.

As a result, the other party took over everything.

"It doesn't matter. If he can't bear this little setback, then he is not a real child of luck, which means I was wrong. In this case, it would be better to give up as soon as possible."

"Do you want a strong dose of medicine?"

Li Yi heard what Moros meant and was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that this creature from another universe could do this!

Is this something he learned from his seniors?

"This is nothing. There will be more in the future. Just be optimistic. It is not that easy to self-awaken the system. Even for a son of luck like him, if he wants to achieve it overnight without going through many hardships, today How can there be such a good thing down there!"

Moros looked noncommittal.

It can be seen from the way he doesn't care much about this matter that this is indeed nothing, the more powerful thing is yet to come.

And he was just using this method to double stimulate Wang Tianping, the son of luck.

According to Moros' explanation, whenever troubled times are approaching, the fortune of the dynasty will begin to fall apart and be transferred to some people.

These people are collectively known as the children of luck.

Yes, there is not just one child of destiny, but many.

But there can only be one person to usher in a new dynasty, so what should we do?

Survival of the fittest!

This law, which has been universal since ancient times, plays an important role at this moment.

In other words, only by using the method of continuous updating in the big waves can the transformation of many children of destiny be completed, and in the end only one person will be left.

Son of Destiny!

Referred to as the Son of Heaven.

And in this process, all the children of destiny who have been assigned to the previous destiny will continue to switch between the two poles of consumption and growth.

This is a winner-takes-all game.

It is also a cruel game where the loser will die without burial.

Throughout human history, stories like this have been repeated over and over again since the emergence of groups.

The strange thing is that for ordinary people, this change is not surprising.

Most people will not feel any disgust or discomfort with this dynasty change.

Among 10 million people, only 5% at most are fighting for the replacement of the old with the new.

Others remain neutral like melon-eaters, neither supporting the new nor supporting the old.

This is probably the norm, except for some special circumstances, that is, after the emergence of rulers who truly regard the people as human beings rather than tools, everything becomes different.

Li Yi didn't know how Moros chose Wang Tianping.

Maybe it's nearby?

After all, Fucheng is right under your nose!

Maybe it's because this person has higher potential?

Li Yi noticed that in addition to Wang Tianping, Moros also paid some attention to the young commander of the border army named Fu Yuan. Judging from his expression, he must be a son of luck!

Otherwise, some things cannot be explained, right?

Of course, this is still not the point.

Perhaps because there were so many Sons of Luck, Moros chose one to gather together.

In case of falling out in the future, would it be faster to collect them?

Not to mention, this possibility is quite high.

Thinking of this, Li Yi couldn't help but glance at Moros, who was squinting at all this.

That kind of look and expression seemed to be examining something.

Yes, that’s how it should be!

Seeing the other party's expression, Li Yi became more and more sure of his thoughts.

The two sons of destiny are together, one is older and the other is younger.

If the Son of Destiny wants to complete its final evolution, it will inevitably absorb the luck from other Sons of Destiny to strengthen itself.

What does it mean to have a ready-made one nearby?

It shows that this older son of luck can easily be one step ahead of the others without spending much effort.

Just eat the person next to you!

You must know that when troubled times truly come, the outcome will be determined by luck.

Therefore, luck (luck) is the most precious talent in troubled times.

Escaping a fatal sneak attack and assassination, and by chance getting a yet-to-be-famous general to become his confidant, etc., there are countless deeds in history that sound like fantasy stories.

The reason is actually due to luck.

Thinking of this, Li Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Why do I feel like you are playing tricks?"