Now even if the live broadcaster shoots above their heads, all that can be captured are a few big oranges, no voices, and no faces.
No technical master can break the data after the privacy mode is turned on.
"I turned on the privacy mode. You two can rest assured that not many people will know about what I say today."
Dean Ou looked at his grandfather and grandson and explained the situation on their side.
After learning that the privacy mode was turned on, Shui Tianyi breathed a long sigh of relief and felt completely relieved.
"Madam, Grandpa, please speak calmly!"
The old man was silent, and his reason told him that this was the most correct approach, which was good for both the Shui family and Dean Ou.
But it is really impossible to pass the emotional level.
You must know that those are more than 80,000 lives, not eight, nor eighty.
They have been waiting and hoping for generations, and finally they have waited and longed for this day, but his great-great-grandson told him to take it easy.
In an instant, the old man couldn't hold his breath and rolled his eyes as if he was about to faint.
"Pinch the crowd!"
Something bad happened to Nanyin, please remind me quickly.
Shui Tianyi subconsciously supported the old man and stretched out his hand to pinch him, but he realized later that he didn't know where Ren Zhong was.
He suddenly looked anxious and asked, "Where is Renzhong?"
Nanyin quickly pointed it out to him. This guy was also very neat. Once he figured it out, he got started immediately.
"Ouch——"
Without holding back, the old man screamed in pain and woke up, and his anger was gone.
"Unfilial grandson, stop it, I'm going to be strangled to death."
Shui Tianyi looked guilty and explained with a smile, "I was worried that you would faint."
After all, he was almost 200 years old, and his body was so worn out that he couldn't even use the medical cabin, so he had to take it easy.
But we can't let him faint. If he faints, he may never wake up again.
"I hope you live another hundred years."
The old man's forehead is covered with black lines, which means he is really immortal.
Not interested in.
Once he has passed this hurdle in his heart, he can drop everything and leave.
Perfect!
"Go to my room and take out the small wooden box from the cabinet."
The melon is coming, this time the melon is really coming.
Nanyin and the dean immediately clenched their fists in excitement, watching Shui Tianyi leave with burning eyes, looking forward to his return like Wang Fushi.
Shui's family was very big, and after Shui Tianyi left, it took about ten minutes before he came back with the wooden box in his arms.
"Madam, grandpa, give it!"
He didn't think about opening the box to take a peek, but respectfully handed the box to the old man sitting on the chair.
"Let me show you some pictures."
The old man opened the box as he spoke.
Shui Tianyi stood aside, stretching his neck to look into the box with uncontrollable curiosity, while Nan Yin and the dean looked directly at the old man's hand.
There were a lot of things in the box. After rummaging through it, the old man took out a stack of photos.
"Take a good look."
He picked up the first photo first, which was a single photo.
The protagonist of the photo is a beautiful woman about 26.7 years old, with bright and majestic facial features, a tall figure, wearing a pure black uniform, holding a helmet in her hands and standing in front of a strange-shaped aircraft.
The second picture is of a young man in the same black uniform. He is about 25.6 years old. He is tall and has long legs. His facial features are not outstanding, but his eyes are extremely sharp.
His face was as frosty as ice, and behind him was a large area of scorched earth that was still smoking.
Then came the third, fourth, and finally the last group photo.
This time the background has changed, with ruins, artillery fire, thick smoke, flowing blood, and scorched earth blackened by blood and still smoking.
There were corpses everywhere, and everyone facing the camera had expressionless faces, but there seemed to be flames burning in their eyes.
Through this photo, Nanyin saw clearly the anger in their eyes and their yearning for light.
But this is not the point. The point is that the people in the photo have been restored based on big data.
Nanyin turned his head to look at the images suspended in the air, and silently looked away. He was shocked. The mass graves were really members of the Legion of Light.
Moreover, there may be a hidden reason behind the Legion of Light's stay.
She looked at Dean Ou and found that the old dean who always smiled like a Maitreya Buddha had transformed into a fighting victorious Buddha.
His aura was cold and terrifying.
"This is someone from the Legion of Light."
Affirmative sentences are loud and clear.
The old man nodded, picked up the first photo, pointed at the person on it and said, "This is my ancestor of the Shui family, Shui Xingyue, captain of the 12th team of the Army of Light."
Picking up a photo again, "This one must look familiar to you."
It does look familiar.
The one who looks like Jun Helan.
Nanyin couldn't help her curiosity, "Is this person's surname Jun? An ancestor of the Jun family?"
"The little girl has good eyesight."
The old man smiled and gave a positive answer, "He is Jun Qianzhong, the ancestor of the Jun family and the commander-in-chief of the Army of Light."
With that said, he continued the introduction.
After he finished introducing everything, the place was silent.
Nanyin and their silence was deafening.
Of all the people here, only the Shui family has truly developed.
The Jun family had not developed much for so many years. It was not until the emergence of the super genius Jun Helan that they were able to soar into the sky.
The remaining families have long been submerged in the long river of history, and it is unknown how they are doing now.
Especially for Zi Shujia, even his surname has disappeared.
"Madam, grandpa, what exactly do you want to say?"
Nanyin and the others were silent, and the old man was silent as well, but Shui Tianyi couldn't help but want to know why his old man was causing such trouble.
"They were killed."
The old man's words were shocking, and Dean Ou's face was distorted with shock, "This is impossible, the Legion of Light stayed here voluntarily."
"It's true that I stayed here voluntarily."
The old man did not deny this, but Dean Ou couldn't understand why someone would harm them since they all stayed voluntarily.
But he knew one thing, the old man knew more secrets than he thought.
Sure enough, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard the old man say, "There is no conflict between staying voluntarily and their murder."
There is indeed no conflict, but what are you trying to do?
Nanyin was puzzled. She really couldn't figure out how a brainless person would do such a thing that was harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.
"Don't you understand?"
The old man looked at Nanyin and the others with murderous eyes, as if you dare to lie, I will beat you.
That's a fierce look.
In line with the principle of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Nanyin and the dean nodded hurriedly, saying that they couldn't understand sincerely.
"When I first learned about this from my elders, I couldn't understand it. Later I understood it because I felt guilty and scared."
"Feeling guilty and scared?"
They spoke in unison, one note three times.
"Yes, I feel guilty and scared!"
The old man nodded, "I'll tell you a story. After I tell you, you'll know what's going on."
It's said to be a story, but it's actually a secret that has been passed down orally from generation to generation of the Shui family.
The secret protagonists are the Legion of Light, Chu Kunliang and their pioneers.
The timeline is in 2072 AD, the seventh year after the disaster on the home planet.
(End of chapter)
