Mythological Native Species

With flowing golden light flashing in his eyes, Shang Xiong fell into deep thought in the face of several answers that emerged in his mind.

Then... he picked up a book and read it quietly.

The title of this book is "The World".

Aimer Komodo accepted Feng Linwen's suggestion and was no longer confused.

He began to find his own direction and entry point.

Starting from the "morality" caused by different civilizations and different world views.

Then try to find common ground as the background color of your own thinking.

Whether it is simple popular literature, or unfathomable ideological and philosophical books.

They want to gain broad acceptance.

All must at least have elements of 'widespread'.

Just like brain hole literature, although it is popular and even called fast food and garbage, it contains people's imagination and expectation of themselves, the future, luck, beauty, food, decisiveness, and a smooth journey.

Although they are basically out of reality, they are rooted in people's hearts. They have always existed, but they are constantly changing their forms.

In terms of form, it is itself an ancient literary expression.

Unfolding his recorder, Aimer Komodo took a deep breath and wrote the word "boundary theory" heavily on it.

In order to discuss the thoughts and civilizations of many worlds, it conveys its unified and revised morality and right and wrong.

That's what Aimer Komodo thinks.

From the differences, look for something in common, and then integrate and connect everything to give the rulers a direction.

A direction that completely changes the chaos, and a direction that completely stabilizes the entire Ancestral Star World structure.

It's just that this book, this kind of thought, is only brewing in Aimer Komodo's mind.

It has not become a real text, let alone circulated.

And next, Aimer Komodo will be hunted down, arrested, and tortured.

This will become a very "wonderful" part of others.

He also wrote the book "Jing Lun" for him, providing a lot of useful, soul-penetrating and personal experience materials.

This kind of overly serious and heavy literature is destined to be buried in peaceful times.

The burial referred to here does not mean that no one pays attention, or that there is no honor or even monetary reward and recognition.

Rather, it cannot be widely and massively.

A person who writes a book, whatever the original purpose of his writing.

But in the future, their wish must be that more people will see, understand, and even agree with everything described in their book.

Something too serious can't blow up people sleeping in their cradles.

At this time, although the entire Zuxing has a short-term peace, the war may break out at any time.

This fuse, on the surface, is in the hands of major forces and countries.

In fact, it is controlled by some big bosses of the Galaxy Human Race.

They need temporary peace to give some space for ideas to grow and evolve.

War and turmoil are also needed to select and validate those ideas for them.

The September sun is still vicious.

It was as if the river water boiling under the heat could not bring any coolness at all.

A Xinghe person slid across the shallow bend of the river with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and the wound he was holding was no longer dripping blood, and the wound seemed to have some signs of decay.

If it weren't for the birth of the Galaxy Humans, they would have undergone a certain degree of genetic debugging and had been vaccinated with a universal vaccine.

Compared with the human race of the Zuxing era, the vitality is much stronger.

This Xinghe person is only afraid that he has already lost the ability to move because of his injury.

Even so, his pace was faltering.

It seemed that he could fall down at any time.

call!

A power grid suddenly flew out of the woods by the river, binding the Galaxy man firmly.

Several outsiders in Beirut guard costumes emerged from the woods.

Then click on the electronic screen, compare the facial features, and determine the capture target.

After all, when looking at different races, if you don't get used to it, it's easy to become blind.

"Luo Bei! The Xinghe people, the fraudsters who have wandered through the seven countries, preaching the infinite theory of the emptiness of the Galaxy civilization, leading the society to chaos, anarchists... Now we will arrest you according to the law." A Beirut man who looked like a senior said. .

Then he grabbed the Xinghe man by the collar: "Where did you hide the false information you hid?"

"We've been with you for thirteen days, and we haven't seen you take it out."

"I'm sorry, we've run out of patience. If you don't tell us next, we can't guarantee that in the absence of relevant supervision, we will make some inhumane punishments for you."

The Beirut man with three nostrils, purple skin and long earlobes looks particularly hideous.

In his mouth, there are still sharp teeth that have not completely degenerated.

It also seems to be a symbol of some kind of barbarism.

When Luo Bei heard the words, he just sneered, and then spit out a mouthful of saliva.

"Bah! You are afraid!"

"You are afraid!"

"Because you all know that what you strongly deny is the truth, and even more the truth."

"I don't know what the big figures in the Galaxy Federation are planning, so that they choose to sacrifice Zu Xing and us to complete their plan."

"But you...you will also be buried with us in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They always need an explanation, whether it is for themselves or for the vast number of Galaxy citizens."

Luo Bei's words fell into the ears of a few ordinary Beirut people, and they were just random ravings.

They don't understand, and they don't want to understand.

"Take it away first!" The arrest ended hastily.

The river was still rolling with shallow splashes.

A grass carp emerged from the bottom of the river and spat out two blisters.

Then quickly dived back to the bottom of the river again.

"General! It can't be blocked any longer!"

"We have to seek help from the outside world. It has been blocked for more than ten years, and now there is a lot of noise. All the reasons we have been looking for have been dug through by many online public accounts." The remaining garrison headquarters, in front of Lin Fang, A group of non-commissioned officers is calling for orders.

For them, Zu Xing's blockade was Lin Fang's handwriting.

To cover up his fault.

Lin Fang wanted to use his own power to restore the rotten situation and eliminate a huge and shameful storm.

But ten years later, nothing has changed.

The situation was even more out of control.

What about Lin Fang?

For more than ten years, he has long been immortal, but at this time he seems to be a hundred years old, already full of gorgeous hair, and his face is full of wrinkles.

The panic in his heart was indescribable.

He already knew that he had stepped into a huge trap with one foot.

This trap, since he contacted Yang Jian, has been unable to turn back.

If he was given another choice, he would rather take the blame for killing the native species of the Galaxy, go to a military court, and stand trial at that time.

I will never come to Zuxing to be a garrison general.

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