Chariot of Doom

The old man shook his head, looked at Ye Hao and said, "I believe you, with your strength, it is not difficult for us to estimate." Tell what you want to know, and I will tell you everything you can say. Ye Hao smiled and said, "What energy does your base rely on now?" Am I really curious? The area of ​​this base is too large, you may only be able to use part of it.

"How do you know that this base is huge?" This time, the old man was really surprised. To be honest, Ye Hao didn't even know how big the base was. "Well, what? Don't you know?" Ye Hao asked. "Okay, let's talk about it.

To be honest, I really don't know that this base has been circulating for thousands of years, and it can only be used in such a small place. We tried to go to Ye Hao, but we couldn't get in. "

"We don't want to destroy the legacy of these ancestors." The old man's smile was a bit bitter and silent, Ye Hao could understand. Even if Ye Hao is the same as the human above. However, I am afraid that the hatred between the two parties cannot be resolved. This is not just a matter of race.

On earth, the hatred of Yanxia and Yanxia cannot be resolved. This is a problem between two races, but it is already a hatred of two civilizations. It can be said that hatred is in the bones of these people. "Can you tell me this piece of history? I believe that history spreads outward, and your history here is definitely not the same version."

The old man smiled, shook his head and said: "History." Ten thousand years have passed. Our era has basically accepted this knowledge. Who has time to learn more history? Originally there was a computer, but once there was a problem with this computer because of an earthquake, so we only know a few things about history. "

Indifferent, long time no see, just sadly said: "Actually, you did one thing wrong." "Did you do something wrong? What?" The old man was a little confused. "Well, what did you do wrong?" Ye Hao smiled. "How old are you?" Ye Hao didn't answer directly, but pointed to a young man next to the old man. Me? The young man pointed at himself absently and asked. "It's you, how old are you?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

The young man looks at the old man. The old man did not speak. Ye Hao just looked at the old man and found that the old man did not respond. The young man thought for a while and said: "I am 21 years old." The priest smiled and said: "Okay, then I asked you, why are you doing this today? Why?" Ye Hao asked softly. "Because Ye Hao killed our ancestors, of course we want revenge." Of course, the young man said.

The priest smiled and said, "Yes, Ye Hao killed your ancestors, but do you know why?" The young man looked at the person next to Ye Hao, and some young people around Ye Hao were also confused. Even for the old man, Ye Hao's face was only slightly considered. "Oh, I understand. But it's too late now."

The old man looked at it and said with a smile. The priest stopped talking and was silent for a while. History, no matter what kind of history it is, remember that history is not so useless. Ye Hao looked at the distant scene. Although there was nothing inside, Ye Hao's eyes seemed to see a deep history.

The role of history may not be known, but can we not know the history of the hot summer? Perhaps Confucianism is also to bring Yanxia people closer, but the ancient literature of Yanxia has taught Yanxia people how to use the power of language. Ask a college student, maybe some people don't like foreign affairs.

But for a person’s country, where at least 80% of the students have no good impressions of that country! How is this going? This is history! The role of history! Maybe this method will weaken being a person, but when is the most active time for a person? young!