Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"All your efforts for so long have been in vain."

"Is it you?" Qilan said with a solemn expression. He did not answer the boy's question, but stared at the boy for a long time, as if he was recognizing an old friend.

"Yes, yes, it's me, it's me, it's me." The boy said impatiently, "Can I interview you, how does it feel to have all your hard work thrown into the trash for so long?"

"When you appear here, my efforts are not in vain." Qilan still remained calm and collected, "So you are his brother, and your brothers are the oldest kings of the Dragon Clan?"

"Well, how do you feel now that you know such a great secret?" The boy squatted down and said with a smile.

Qi Lan carefully observed the boy in front of him from top to bottom. The boy in front of him felt strange to him, with a sense of oppression appearing and disappearing. He seemed to have a playful smile, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

The hairs on his back stood up. It was the feeling of being targeted by a creature at the top of the food chain.

Qi Lan calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: "You were the one who introduced me to Kassel College back then?"

"Absolutely." The boy shrugged.

"You want me to get in touch with your brother, why, because of my speaking spirit?"

"right."

The boy is very calm.

Obviously there was no need to cover up at this moment, but for some reason he suddenly sighed.

"But the effect is obviously not very good. This is my negligence. I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic. You were someone he was not good at dealing with at the time. At that time, he had a pure loser mentality. The more you valued him, the more uneasy he became. I felt that you were talking nonsense and that what you were describing was not him at all, and then I subconsciously distanced myself from you."

"On the contrary, the cold-looking Chu Zihang quickly approached him by virtue of his advantage as a senior in high school. It must be said that order and time are really important to this guy."

"As for Caesar..."

The boy thought for a while and said helplessly: "For my brother at that time, Caesar was the 'strong one', and he was the weak one. It is natural for the weak to attach themselves to the strong. Of course, with his mentality, he may not take the initiative to stick to him, but Caesar is almost like the second Zhao Menghua, so who makes the second girl he likes be Caesar’s girlfriend?”

The boy rubbed his temples with a headache: "So, developing a game is really time-consuming and labor-intensive, and you need to consider all aspects."

Qi Lan took a deep breath and said, "Senior Chu Zihang and Senior Caesar are both Mingfei's friends."

"Friends? Do you think Chu Zihang and Caesar really regard their brother as a friend? Or, what is the reason that made them regard the good-for-nothing Lu Mingfei as their friend?"

The boy grinned, but Qilan felt a great threat at this moment.

This is a dangerous question, and the degree of danger depends entirely on the boy's perspective.

Qi Lan keenly realized that what the other party was paying attention to was not necessarily whether Chu Zihang and Caesar regarded their brother as friends, but the second sentence, the nature of the friendship between the three.

Friendship can be very precious or very cheap, but most of the time it is the latter.

In the face of family affection and love, friendship is the most fragile and extensive.

In most cheap friendships, the most basic thing is the equality of status and identity, and the consideration of whether it can bring benefits. This is the basis of this friendship.

Without waiting for Qilan to come up with the most appropriate answer, the boy looking at him suddenly smiled and said:

"Qilan, if you didn't see the fragmented future, would you still take the initiative to befriend him?"

Qilan's heart sank.

If he hadn't predicted certain scenes with his word spirit, would he still have taken the initiative to invite Mingfei in that 3E exam?

The answer seems obvious.

Qilan asked back: "Do you think they became friends with Mingfei because Mingfei awakened his power?"

Judging from the truth of the matter, assuming that he did not grasp the scenes the prophet saw, he would not take the initiative to contact Mingfei, and naturally would not form a friendship with Mingfei. It can be said that the essence of their friendship is also a kind of maintenance of interests.

In the same way, this answer can naturally be extended to Caesar and Chu Zihang.

And all this seems to go back to the most fundamental "power and power" of the Dragon Clan.

Ke Qilan knew very well that some things should not be assumed like this.

Whether you want to make friends with others or attract others to make friends with you, the most basic thing must be that you have a "sparkling point" that attracts the other person and deserves their admiration.

And this shining point is not necessarily the maintenance of interests.

With the help of his words, he saw the future hidden in Mingfei. It was a bright and shining future, hope and salvation. His attempt to follow Mingfei's footsteps was to seek salvation, not to make profits for himself.

The most fundamental difference is that he can die at any time for the future represented by Ming Fei.

The boy sighed, feeling uncharacteristically depressed.

The alley is narrow, and there is only a ray of sunshine pouring down above the head.

He raised his head, followed the flying dust in the light with his eyes, and said with a wry smile:

"That's what I originally thought. Nothing in this world can escape the scope of 'power and power'. No matter it is a human or a dragon, no one can escape the pursuit of fame and fortune hidden in their genes."

"But the problem is that my brother in the previous life did not wake up like this one. He is still incompetent and good at talking nonsense, but Chu Zihang and Caesar still have some unshakable bullshit friendship with him."

"Chu Zihang probably sympathized with him, or maybe he shared the same problem. He saw the shadow of himself and his father in his brother, and subconsciously hoped that his brother would not follow their old path."

"As for Caesar... this guy is really a middle school boy. His friendship with his brother was completely forged in Tokyo. They experienced life and death together, and they worked together to trick Chu Zihang into sending away the girl... these experiences Added together, they become unbreakable friends.”

"It's ridiculous, right? At least I think it's quite ridiculous."

The boy lowered his head and spoke softly, but his eyes were so dark that Qilan couldn't understand.

"I have always believed that power and power are the most precious and important things in the world. They are the things that everyone should pursue, even me."

"But now..."

"The man who controls the most powerful force in the world told me that power is very important, but it is only a tool we use to protect those around us, not the only thing we want to pursue."

"It's like telling you, Qilan, that the future you are pursuing is wrong from beginning to end, completely wrong. What you are looking forward to symbolizes hope, but actually represents Yongye's despair. You have been thinking about it from the beginning. wrong!"

"How would it feel if it were you?"

It was so strange that the topic returned to its original starting point at this moment!

"I feel that I have been deceived, deceived by the person closest to me, but what he deceived me about is that power is not everything?"

The boy did not wait for his answer. It seemed that he came here not to seek an answer, but to find a suitable listener.

"Do you know what are the two things that make me most angry but powerless in this?" The boy whispered: "He controls the most powerful violence in the world, and he is my brother."

"How could I not believe it? He is my brother and he will not lie to me. And he is also the master of the most powerful violence in the world. No one has more say than him, so whatever he says is right."

"He said that power and power are not everything, so it is not everything. He said that in a parallel world, our family of four will live happily, so that's it. He said that what we should pursue is love, so that is love - although I still don’t fully understand what love is, but it doesn’t matter anymore, it’s whatever he says, who’s name is..."

His speaking speed became faster and faster, and his golden golden eyes became brighter and more ferocious, but suddenly stopped at the last moment, and the original excitement disappeared. After a long silence, he was almost whispering and low to himself——

"He is my brother."

When the period ends, everything becomes silent.

In this narrow alley, Qilan raised his head, closed his eyes and felt the ray of skylight pouring down from his head, as well as the boy's warm emotions.

At this moment Qilan seemed to understand something.

Maybe he found the end of this journey.

"Qilan, do you want to see the reality of this world at the end?"

The boy suddenly raised his head, with a smile on his face again, and there was already a cold gaze deep in his eyes.

"What I asked for." Qilan took a deep breath.

"Then we have to speed up and hit the road." The boy stood up, put one hand on Qilan's right shoulder, and said with a low smile, "We are going to fly."

Qilan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the sudden wind pressure made him unable to speak for a moment. They set off a sonic boom in an instant, and the shock wave spread like a substance below!

The field of vision suddenly broadened.

From narrow alleys to a vast world and an endless sea of ​​clouds.

They stood in the clouds, overlooking the world from a new perspective.

"Look there."

Qilan looked in the direction pointed by the boy, shock filling her lungs. There was a bronze pillar that reached into the sky and the earth. Just as recorded in the Ice Sea Fragments, the black emperor used it to inscribe the merits of suppressing the white king. of bronze columns.

"That is one of the nodes of an alchemical matrix. Frixis used it to record his achievements in suppressing the White King, but in fact it was part of the alchemical matrix he created."

Suddenly, his eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, Qilan was shocked to find that they were already standing in front of the copper pillar!

There was a sound of wind tearing through the air, and the smelly wind fell from the sky. They were enveloped by a huge shadow.

Qilan looked up and his expression changed drastically. It was a giant dragon corpse guard with a size of 100 meters!

Even if we look at the first generation species, there are only a few strong ones with a size of 100 meters. Even if they are reduced to corpse guards after death, they still possess terrifying power and power.

The boy simply snapped his fingers.

The air above suddenly became as viscous as gel, and the clouds and light and shadow in the sky behind them became distorted and blurred. The dragon that fell down seemed to be stuck in a mire, struggling in the viscous air.

Qilan looked at this scene in confusion. The hundred-meter-level dragon, with terrifying strength and speed, was struggling as if it were drowning.

But what the people around me use is just Word Spirit·Gel.

The effect of this spirit is to turn the air in the field into gel. The user can generally offset the kinetic energy of pistol bullets. Excellent ones can withstand machine gun fire and even block fired artillery shells, but absolutely no one can block a giant with it. Dragon's Pounce!

The boy waved his hand, and the giant dragon struggling above them flew upward like a cannonball!

"It's not worth mentioning. Let's continue the topic."

The boy smiled and said:

"Qilan, the world is going to be destroyed. Of all the scenes you have seen, this is the only one that has not changed."

"The dragons you saw in the future who want to destroy the world are now doing their best to save the world, but the humans you are trying to save know nothing about it. They don't even know the crisis the world will face. Think about it It’s so ridiculous.”

Qilan's eyebrows twitched and he was silent.

"Of course, even if they knew, they couldn't help much," the boy added.

He spread his hands and said: "Humanity itself is still too weak. I can only say that the future is promising."

Qilan said solemnly: "What about you? If Frisius is trying to save this world, how can you fall behind him?"

The boy was surprised and said: "It seems that you have learned a lot of information from those guys in the Presbyterian Church. You are right. My relationship with him determines that I cannot fall behind him."

"Except for this."

He shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Saving this world is not as easy as you think. How sure do you think Frixis is? In my opinion, 10% is higher."

In an instant, the scenery in front of them changed again.

Qilan suddenly landed on the ground with both feet. He looked around and saw that standing in front of him was a palace over a hundred meters high. The gate was spacious enough to allow an army to pass through.

"You should have received the news. There are many buildings from the Dragon Age appearing all over the world these days. These are all part of Frixis's layout. He created the largest alchemy matrix in the history of the world, covering the The whole world.”

"The basic function of this alchemical matrix is ​​to increase. He is trying to prevent the impending overturning of the elemental sea by infinitely increasing his own abilities."

The boy paused and suddenly sighed: "There may be some changes. I'm not sure if he recalled the past. After all, he has failed."

Before Qilan could clear his thoughts, he heard the boy whisper to himself again:

"That woman did not give Frisis the corresponding memory. If he really recalled it, it means..."

He suddenly fell silent and slowly turned his head.

Qi Lan was surprised by his sudden change.

At that moment, he thought that the boy fell silent because he thought of some terrible truth, but then he knew that he was wrong, because the boy was turning around and looking behind him, his eyes were rarely dark.

This bronze city cuts across the middle of the city, right in the middle of a street.

They stood at the end of the street and looked back.

At the end of the road stood a girl.

The breeze blew, her ponytail swaying slightly, and behind her were the dead leaves flying in this late autumn and early winter time.

The tip of her nose and eye sockets were a little red, as if she had been standing here for a long time, with the same stubbornness as the girl who had accepted her fate and never looked back.