"What are you doing, brother?"
While brushing her teeth, Xiaomei looked strangely at her brother who jumped out of bed early in the morning. He was usually a lazy guy who ate lunch for breakfast, but today he got up uncharacteristically and looked through yesterday with a serious face. news.
"Yesterday's news seemed a little strange to me. I always felt like there was something I didn't notice."
Zheng Yuan turned on the TV and clicked on playback.
"First, idiot Yosaku resurrected something weird again."
While doing it cross-legged, Zheng Yuan watched carefully and complained at the same time.
"It's still Yuzu, haha, you deserve it. You deserve retribution for resurrecting strange things, right?"
...
"...It's tragic, you big-headed donkey, what the hell is the name of the Extinction Devouring Destruction Dragon? Such a cruel delicacy creature deserves to be extinct! And the name is too dio. It was actually eaten and exterminated by Zebra? Oh! , a small country with a population of 30,000 has developed a biological weapon with a capture level of level 2, and gave it a diorama name to make other countries afraid of it."
...
"Many countries with Mao Khachi engage in these things every day and start wars. The people are suffering. What are they fighting for? Sweet Plains? Why haven't I heard of it?"
...
"Every day, Aiwan is forced to pluck wool by himself. You losers know how to bully an honest person like the Food Knight. Why don't you target the gourmet party? You are not afraid of making Aiwan angry enough to throw biological viruses into your country."
...
"Is it ranked 36th in the world? How come I haven't heard of it? Oh, I just came up recently. I rose so quickly. I reached the top 40 in half a year. The voice is super nice? A new way of cooking that combines music and food? I'm going there in the next two days. Just do it.”
Touching his chin, Zheng Yuan didn't find anything wrong until he saw the last piece of news. After looking carefully, he couldn't find the problem, but he vomited for a long time.
"What's weird? It's just people you know on TV, Uncle Yosaku, Brother Aimaru, and that Sweet Plains. Haven't you ever gone hunting there before?"
After Xiaomei brushed her teeth and had breakfast, she looked at Zheng Yuan who was sitting on the sofa and was meditating, and said casually.
"When have I been to Sweet Plains? I have been to Sweet Plateau."
Zheng Yuan said doubtfully.
"It's the plain where Kaidi Sweet Egg was found. Didn't you say before that there was a friend there? Oh, yes, is that the reason?"
Xiaomei suddenly realized.
"What!"
Zheng Yuan frowned. There is such a thing. Isn't Yuanyuan's hometown right next to Dolami Plain? And the last time I went there, the traces of the shells had not disappeared.
He picked up his cell phone and wanted to call Yuanyuan, but found that he did not have her phone number. In desperation, Zheng Yuan could only open the software he usually used to chat with Yuanyuan and sent her a message asking if she was okay. good.
The message was not replied immediately, Zheng Yuan frowned, because when Zheng Yuan usually sent messages to Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan always responded instantly.
"..."
Zheng Yuan was silent for a while, then picked up the phone and called his acquaintance in Yuanyue.
"Erina? It's me. Is Yuanyuan, whom I asked you to take care of before, in school now? Can you check? Oh, she's home for the holidays. Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, thank you."
"..."
Zheng Yuan rubbed his temples and Xiaomei said next to him.
"Why don't you, brother, ask IGO to find some Yuanyuan?"
"...No need, I'll go there myself!"
Zheng Yuan was silent for a while, then stood up with a calm face.
"Okay, be careful on the road. Yuanyuan will be fine. She is your friend, brother. Even if it is a war, your face can protect her."
Xiaomei comforted in a low voice.
"I know no one will deliberately cause trouble for me, but the lives of ordinary people are very fragile, Xiaomei. There is no eye for gunfire on the battlefield. No one knows who the bullets fired from the gun in their hands will hit."
Zheng Yuan looked at Xiaomei, "But you are right, no one will bother me now."
After touching Xiaomei's head, Zheng Yuan walked to the gate.
The weather is very good today, cloudless and sunny. One hundred million people are already sitting at the door with wide eyes, looking at Zheng Yuan.
"Ouch? (What's wrong? I can smell your scent changing from afar. Is it because you were unhappy that you lost in the game yesterday?)"
"You talk a lot, go find Yuanyuan, she may be in some trouble."
Zheng Yuan rubbed Yiyi, then turned over and rode up. Yiyi even had the saddle in place.
"Xiaomei, I'm going out. I'll be back soon."
He said hello to Xiaomei, but before Xiaomei could respond, Yiyi jumped out, like a white meteor, and disappeared from Xiaomei's sight in a few jumps.
"Be careful on the road."
Xiaomei whispered, feeling suddenly uneasy in her heart.
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"What do you think is the stupidest thing in the world? My assistant chef."
On the dark throne, Sanhu was rarely eating. Instead, he was half-lying with his hands on his face and looking at the half-kneeling young man below.
"It's a human being, Master Sanhu."
The young man with several vertical scars on his head and a large scar on his face said respectfully.
"How to say?"
Sanhu looked a little interested.
"There has never been a creature more stupid than human beings throughout the ages. Selfishness, greed, and wisdom evolved over thousands of years are most useful in harming fellow humans. Even stray dogs on the roadside are not He would be so passionate about killing his compatriots..."
The young man expressed his views in a calm tone.
"No, you are wrong Stajiu. Except for true perverts, no one will be enthusiastic about killing compatriots. What they are really passionate about is the benefits they get from the act of war."
"Benefit?"
Stajiu looked confused and looked up at Sanhu.
"Yes, interests. You have to treat the two parties fighting as a whole, just like a dog fighting for the ownership of a trash can. The hair and blood shed when biting are the dead people, and the winning side can get it. More garbage to eat.”
Sanhu looked at the child he was optimistic about below and said patiently.
"But you are right, people are indeed the stupidest things in the world, no matter from which perspective."
"What about us? Master Sanhu."
Qiao Niang, who had been listening, suddenly asked.
"We? Of course we are a more advanced species, a species that transcends humans. We are nobler, more intelligent, and more powerful. And Master Sanhu, you are our king, the king who transcends everything!"
At this time, a voice suddenly broke in, the door was pushed open, and an elegantly dressed man with a square nose walked in. He was holding dishes and looking at Sanhu with feverish eyes.
"Arufaro, I'm asking Stajiu."
Sanhu frowned.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation, Mr. Sanhu. Please forgive me."
The square nose is half-kneeling, and the left hand is touching the chest.
"I don't blame you, Aruffalo, it's just that I want to hear Stajiu's opinion."
Sanhu said.
"But it seems we have to wait until next time, Stajiu, go back and think about it. Only when you understand human nature can you see the world clearly. Okay, step back, I want to eat."
On the throne, the arrogant man looked up, and the dark rock layer could not block his deep gaze.
"And you, Yilong, just don't see clearly what human beings are, and that's why you have such illusions!"
He said secretly in his heart.
