I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Jiang Ruanruan returned to Qian's house. The house had been cleaned up, and only the faint smell of blood indicated what had happened here before.

She walked up the stairs and went straight to Qian Yiming's bedroom. When she opened the door, the strong smell of alcohol filled the air.

Qian Yiming was seen curled up on the cold floor, his tears flowing silently like a bursting flood.

His lips trembled, as if silently describing the pain in his heart, while the white wine in his hand seemed to be his only solace, pouring down his throat one after another.

Qian Yiming got up in despair and looked at Jiang Ruanruan: "Yun Wang saw me killing someone, and he took back the sword he gave me. He will never pay attention to me again..."

Speaking of this, Qian Yiming covered his face and burst into tears. Recalling Yun Wang's cold and piercing eyes, his heart hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Who said that."

Jiang Ruannuan took out a dark, sophisticated metal composite bow.

"Look, this is what Principal Zhou gave to Yun Wang before, and Yun Wang asked me to bring it back to you."

Jiang Ruanruan made up a white lie and comforted her softly.

Qian Yiming suddenly stopped crying, wiped away his tears, carefully touched the bow and arrow, and smiled through his tears.

"And these." Jiang Ruanruan opened the big iron box, revealing the metal arrows inside.

The shape of the arrow is unusual, with a V-shaped tip at the front and sharp barbs on both sides, which is very powerful.

"All for me?" Qian Yiming beamed with joy and couldn't put it down.

"Yes, but these are not given to you as collectibles." Jiang Ruanruan smiled.

"This is Vice Chairman Zhou's personal weapon. He made outstanding achievements on the battlefield with it when he was young. To treat it as a collection is to insult this bow."

Qian Yiming's eyes were bright and he said seriously: "I will use it, I will definitely use it."

He suddenly remembered something and his eyes widened: "The country fought a war decades ago? Principal Zhou also went to the battlefield?"

Qian Yiming always believed that the country had been developing harmoniously for a long time. If it weren't for the invasion of another dimension, it would have continued to develop so steadily.

Only now did he realize that somewhere he couldn't see, there were people carrying heavy loads and trying to maintain a harmonious situation.

"Otherwise, why do you think so many people follow the Zhou family?" Jiang Ruanruan sat cross-legged on the floor, recalling the past.

"My mother used to be a war correspondent. She took many photos and I have seen them all."

She calculated the military achievements of the Zhou family in detail: "Destroyed the small white-eyed wolf country, regained the territory, and defeated the countries that used military force to test and provoke the country... The Zhou family is obviously a rich family, why is the bloodline so withered? They all sacrificed their lives for the country, and most of them were sacrificed. "

Jiang Ruanruan felt a burst of heartache and regret. Now the Zhou family only had one bloodline left, but someone else was in power.

But Miss Zhou didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction on her face, and she expressed her support and trust in Zhou Fusheng during the conversation. Since everyone was satisfied, she, as an outsider, had no right to interrupt.

Qian Yiming kicked off the wine bottle and sat on the ground, looking puzzled: "With so many military achievements, why don't I see any media publicizing them, and there are no records in modern history textbooks."

Jiang Ruanruan sighed: "It's too violent. It can easily influence immature people. Their minds are full of fighting and killing, which makes people impetuous. Isn't society in chaos?"

Jiang Ruanruan held her face in her hands: "The Zhou family's military exploits have been buried, but I still remember them. You must also remember that this is our blood and backbone. Peace comes to peace, but the momentum must remain."

"Once everyone is immersed in Harmony Township, the situation has changed and you are still stuck in it, unable to extricate yourself. If someone stabs you and you still want to use your mouth to reason, swallow your anger, look forward and backward, thinking that the sea and the sky will be brighter if you take a step back, then the country will be finished. No one is a soft persimmon. I want to step on you, don’t you think so?”

Qian Yiming nodded silently.

Jiang Ruanruan pointed his finger at the floor and continued his analysis: "With the current situation, we can clearly see the difference between covering up the war and spreading it widely. Factions have been divided outside. On one side is the militant group headed by the Zhou family, and on the other side is the Zhang family. The core of the peace faction headed by the family is divided like this, and everyone from class to class is in their own team, including the people, this is division!"

Jiang Ruanruan hit the nail on the head: "When there are divisions, there are neutral factions who deal with things diplomatically. If a country has so many factions mixed together and cannot unite as one, the enemy will inevitably seize this weakness and cause our country to fall apart."

"Even if outsiders don't take action, over time, if some things happen and everyone disagrees and dislikes each other, large-scale internal strife will break out and the balance will be broken. At that time, some countries will reap the benefits. profit."

Qian Yiming was fascinated by what he heard and asked blankly: "Then what should we do?"

"There's nothing we can do."

Jiang Ruanruan unscrewed the bottle of wine and drank it down. It was so spicy that she grinned and took a moment to relax.

"Do we have the right to speak? Do we have military exploits? Our family only has a false name. What's the use of being respected? If you come up with an idea, people will just listen to it. Who would trust a child's words?"

Jiang Ruoruan held Qian Yiming's hand and looked sharply: "But we have a good hand. Your father has paved the way for you. There will be a lot of military exploits waiting for you in the future. You have to take advantage of this." Do practical things, improve yourself, and hold the power, so that others can truly respect you, support the Qian family, and change the situation."

"I...I..." Qian Yiming pulled out his hand in panic, his eyes timid.

He understood what Jiang Ruanruan meant. She wanted him to succeed in the battle with the alien creatures and open the genetic lock during the war.

"Don't be afraid, let's take our time."

Jiang Ruanruan knew very well that Qian Yiming's temper could not be changed in a short period of time and had to be taught little by little.

She changed the topic: "I heard that you brought Song Zhijie back and tortured him to death. He will definitely not die. What do you think now?"

Qian Yiming moved his lips. Ever since he calmed down, especially when he was told that he had killed the wrong person, he became afraid and told the truth.

"I want to apologize to him, but I'm afraid he will retaliate."

Jiang Ruanruan frowned: "You have forgotten that he bullied you before? You have forgotten that he openly insulted me? What kind of apology do you have? Why are your bones still so soft?"

Qian Yiming kept silent.

Jiang Ruanruan held his shoulders: "Since Yun Wang took him away, he is your good friend and will not let go. Don't worry about this matter. Keep up your energy and concentrate on practicing bow and arrow. Starting tomorrow night , I’ll take you to the shooting range for practice. Go to sleep, it’s getting late.”

"Um…"

Qian Yiming staggered onto the bed holding his baby bow, and soon began to snore.

Jiang Ruannuan pushed open the window to disperse the smell of wine, turned off the light, and gently closed the door.

The room fell into darkness, and suddenly, a bloody hand stretched out from under the bed.

The girl groped for the window tremblingly, and sat astride the window sill. She stared at the high floors, swallowed timidly, and then jumped down.

The girl was in a cold sweat from the pain. She didn't dare to make a sound or stay any longer, and limped towards the darkness.

On the branch of a tree, a row of black crows flapped their wings and shouted hoarsely.