About my super space sniper battle

[They call you "Black Sheep". 】

Most low-dimensional scholars or visionaries like to imagine the high-dimensional world as a distant place of peace flowing with milk and honey.Like the afterlife country that human beings go to after they stop breathing in various religious legends, the high-dimensional world has the advantage of time and space that the low-dimensional universe cannot match. It seems that it should be full of sunshine and flowers, and it is the ultimate Eden that will always radiate the light of hope.

But in fact--

The distant sixth dimension is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and the cold wind is howling; if the absolute advantage of being in the sixth dimension is ignored, this is undoubtedly a bitter cold purgatory like an icehouse.In the cold weather, everything is lonely; most of the territory is permafrost tundra, almost no grass grows.If the creatures scattered in this dimension like chess pieces are a little weaker in their will to survive, their blood will cool down at any time, and their lives will be taken away by the severe cold.

For civilians, every day of living in the sixth dimension is like a fierce battle against the sky.

When the people in the fourth and fifth dimensions have firmly moved towards the starry sky, started to improve their genes, and gradually became super-ego gods; the civilians in the sixth dimension even lived a simple life that was slightly better than slash-and-burn farming.They nestled against the edge of the relatively warm forest and sea on the snowfield, and lived in groups in the "base" allocated by the gods. The strong took care of the weak who couldn't work, and the wet nurses nursed the infants; As a result, the bloodline continues from generation to generation.

In an extremely cold place, survival is difficult.But fortunately—most hardworking and kind-hearted Liuwei people think so gratefully—fortunately, they still have the blessing of great, wise, and omnipotent gods.As long as they work hard, serve the six-dimensional god with pious hearts, and pay enough "dimensional crystals" to the gods, they can get energy blocks blessed by the gods, food and heat sources, warm wine, and More means of production, so that they can serve the Protoss more attentively.

As long as you uphold a kind and humble heart, abide by your beliefs, and persist in working, the Protoss will never abandon them.This is the creed that the six-dimensional civilians strictly abide by from generation to generation.

No one wants to violate this creed in the past—compared to being unable to find food in the snowstorm, being helpless, and being gradually deprived of vital signs by the low temperature; Lead the long-haired pony into the cold tundra and forest sea (if they perform well, the protoss will generously give them magical self-heating armor to drive away the cold at work), and collect rose-colored "dimensional crystals" in nature. "Give it to the protoss.

Our god is naturally the best, most merciful, and greatest in the world—six-dimensional people never doubt their god.

The protoss live on the high Yulu Mountain. Legend has it that there is a geothermal hot spring driven by the power of the eyes, so that the life of the protoss will not be as difficult as that in the civilian world.The place where they live is warm and humid all year round, making the protoss look so good-looking, with fair and tender skin, long silver hair so neat and moist, and their manners so elegant and decent.Unlike commoners who are generally sloppy, with knotted hair, and a weather-beaten rough face cracked without grace in the dry and low temperature; the protoss have a face like a crown jade, with a personable manner, and are full of people who have never suffered. air of birth.

When the great envoys of the gods came down to various family bases on sacred steel mounts to collect dimensional crystals, their handsome and extraordinary appearance would inevitably make some young boys and girls among the common people dream about it.At this time, their parents will sternly reprimand their children: Don't look at the Protoss with such disrespectful eyes!

—— Protoss are not allowed to intermarry with civilians!Don't even think about it!

And having reproductive impulses towards the great protoss is an unforgivable sin. It is the dirtiest filth in the soul. It needs to take off the armor and kneel in the cold wind for an hour to introspect before it can be washed clean.There are often boys and girls who can't stand such a severe test, and are directly frozen to death in the washing of the dirty soul; it is even more frightening to kill one to make an example.The Overwatch Council and the elders of the civilian families on Yulu Mountain hoped that this kind of reverence would continue from generation to generation, so that the common people under the snow-capped mountains would turn a blind eye to those beautiful skins and only devote themselves to searching for Weijing devoutly in exchange for survival materials.

However, every few generations, every few administrative districts, there are always some unruly souls eager to try, trying to cross this taboo line.

Some are just bottom-up (or occasionally, there will be top-down) gazing, civilians love the Protoss hard but can't get results, and spend their lives in deep disappointment-this is a relatively mild ending .In some cases, the two sides are entangled with each other for reasons that the elders can't figure out, like thunder from the sky, and a "barbarian" who can't stand on the table in the snowy field is looking for life and death, with a hope of breaking through. All beliefs are mutually promised for life.

At this time, although the Overwatch Council within the Timing Committee did not understand, it still reluctantly pointed out a thorny road for these obsessed couples.

This is the "trial" ceremony like breaking through the gates of hell.If the trial is successfully passed, the civilians will be like a fish jumping over the dragon's gate and ascend to the Protoss. Not only can they get to know each other and stay with each other, but they can also find a job for the Protoss on Yulu Mountain and enjoy an unimaginable peaceful life on the snowy field; if the trial fails— —which, in Protoss, it is a high-probability event, so big that it can be summed up as a narrow escape—civilians are either dead or disabled, ruthlessly abandoned by fate.

Even though the pass rate of this test is so cruel, in the long river of time, there are still many generations of lovers licking their blood, fighting with their lives for a little chance to stay with their sweetheart for the rest of their lives.After all, if you don't make such a bold move, once the forbidden love between the commoners and the Protoss is discovered, the commoners whose lives are as thin as paper will only end up being beheaded and executed.

Even in the eyes of the protoss, the "trial" of civilians is not a trivial matter.It is related to the inclusion of new members of the Protoss. A trial requires a series of cumbersome administrative approvals and preparations by the Overwatch Council, as well as strict selection of the person in charge of the trial.

Mr. Qi Cheng, an observer of the Protoss—or to use their internal name, "Timing Committee"—had the honor today to be the person in charge of the first trial of the Protoss in ten years.Qicheng, as one of the strong contenders for the next Chief of Staff of the Timing Committee, won this honor on an important project that happens once in ten years, and the signal meaning displayed in it is undoubtedly very obvious.

On that day, Qimei, another important observer in the committee, pretended to visit her younger brother's study early in the morning, leaning on the long column with her arms folded, with a half-smile, full of sourness.

Qimei is wearing an exaggerated dark orange brocade python robe with a heraldry pattern - it can be regarded as a symbol of the highest status in the timing committee, but in Qicheng's view, there is really no need to wear it as daily clothing like her brother - the dragon and phoenix pattern is wide The belt is tied around the waist, and a pair of cloud-patterned boots with complicated designs and colors are under one step; the eyes are lightly cut, and the hair is full of silver threads.

Qimei, as her name suggests, was cast from the same mold as her twin brother Qicheng's facial features. She is an elegant man in line with the usual standards of the gods.

Qicheng became impatient when he saw his brother.He put down the reagent that he was rubbing back and forth on the case, glanced at the gold and silver threads all over the other party's body, and said sarcastically: "Brother is dressed so grandly today, is he going to get married?"

"Attending the trial ceremony that is rare in ten years, I will naturally wear a luxurious dress and treat it solemnly." Qimei generously ignored the sarcasm in his younger brother's tone, and nodded, "It's you, as the person in charge, who is so shabby today to attend the ceremony?"

Qi Cheng was wearing a simple and elegant plain shirt, tied in the middle with a single-color belt, and covered with a solid-color crane cloak for keeping warm in the ice and snow; except for the identity card hanging on the belt, he had no other decorations on his whole body.Compared with other handsome protoss who are dressed in expensive clothes, with rare jade rings on their ears, and wish to be surrounded by auspicious clouds at any time, Qi Cheng is so clean, he looks like a Buddhist.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong.In fact, after he knew how his clansmen got their rich clothes and food, he no longer wanted to create such a gorgeous appearance of having nothing to worry about.He is clothed in cloth and vegetables, and his residence is not as magnificent as his fellow robes. He is a well-known ascetic monk on Yulu Mountain.

"To maintain the balance of all dimensions, you don't need to dress like you're going to perform in an opera all the time." Qi Cheng replied softly.

As soon as Qimei took a breath, she undoubtedly couldn't understand her younger brother's disdainful appearance.Among the dazzling team of clansmen, only his younger brother's clean and dull attire is particularly eye-catching; his younger brother's head that is always held high and his self-confident sober posture are particularly annoying to him.

Qimei threw down the mask that barely maintained her demeanor, leaned into Qicheng's ear and said fiercely, "You only dare to be so presumptuous in Yulu Mountain because of your aunt's doting on you. Do you know what people call you behind their backs?"

Oh, what do you call me?Qi Cheng tilted his head to take some time off.

"They call you 'Black Sheep'. Qimei laughed provocatively, "You are really special, you know that?"The protoss of Yulu Mountain are brilliant and shining, but you are the bleakest one-you are the stain on the beautiful jade, the black sheep among the sheep. "

"This stain is connected by blood with your compatriots, and they share exactly the same DNA." Known as the "Black Sheep", Qi Cheng politely replied, looking straight at the man who was dressed as luxuriously as a doll and whose hair was like a waterfall of ice. , as if one of his own faces was reflected in the water.

"...Actually, if you look at every dimension, every time and space, there is no one more similar than the two of us." Qi Cheng deliberately angered his brother.

"We shouldn't be like this!" Qi Cheng hit Qi Mei's taboo, making the narrow-minded brother want to jump up, "There shouldn't be twins on Yulu Mountain! I'm a brother, and there should only be me." one!"

——You are the one who was born later and extra!

Qimei's lips trembled, noticing that Qicheng's eyes were already cold to the bone, holding back his anger, and staring at him firmly like steel nails; he couldn't help shivering, and suppressed the second half of the sentence in his heart.

Qimei is domineering and domineering, and she also knows that her younger brother, who is loved by the leader, is not a good stubble.Qicheng was ordered to preside over the trial ceremony today, and the signal was obvious.No matter how dull the protoss on and off Yulu Mountain are, they should understand today. If there is no accident, Qi Cheng will be their next leader, the head of the Timing Committee.

——It is Qi Cheng who is as eye-catching as the black sheep among the sheep, and who treats himself harshly like an ascetic!Qimei thought dissatisfied; not him, this twin brother who shared the entire set of DNA with each other.

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Suspension of updates for a week due to family matters.It will be updated after September.

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