Supreme pardon

White sandalwood has an advantage, that is optimism.

When his feet are off the ground, he stays in a fixed space day after day, and when he accepts those boring family inheritances, the only way to make him happy is to enlighten himself.

Many people would think that he escaped, but only he himself knew that it was a way of avoiding pain for a long time.

Perhaps it can also be called cowardice. When encountering some emotions that make him feel bad, he will put his mind and attention on other things as if to escape.

But there is a limit to this suggestive optimism.

Like, these days on Earth.

When the anklet was cut off, he was obviously terrified, but knowing that he had no choice, he could only enlighten and accept it. When Wen Ren Jue made a move on him, he was angry, but he resisted and couldn't struggle, so he had no choice but to accept it. Find a way to get on with each other.

Although he was not free enough in Interstellar before, even if he yawned, someone would come to care and inquire, but on this abandoned planet, human life and dignity are as slight as ants.

Unlucky experience, he can't think too much, he instinctively puts all his energy on new and unknown things.

Shown like this, it seems very heartless.

But all this is not without limits.

He tried not to rely on the help of the people sent by Wen Ren Jue, and walked out of the royal city by himself. When his hungry head was dizzy and his hands were shaking, he wisely gave up.

He is weak, and he is weak.

There is such a voice in my heart, reminding me again and again.

"Without the Bai family, what are you? Do you think you are noble? You are not as good as my dog!" Crazy cursing, eyes full of hatred under the messy hair, on the white snow with blood flowing, His thin body stiffened and fell down... "Bai Tan, your hypocrisy makes me sick, you will be punished, you will be trampled on, humiliated, humbled like a bedbug just like me."

After so many years, that piercing curse and gloomy face suddenly reappeared clearly in his mind.

Wen Renjue's eyes drooped and his face was calm.

In his opinion, it was not surprising that Bai Tan would cry. This person was already weak, and crying might be a means. Even if it wasn't, it probably wouldn't last long.

With his right arm propped on the car window, he yawned silently, looking at the backing street outside the car with tears in his eyes.

Coming out of the king city is a town, and after a while, you should reach some scattered villages, and outside, there is a world of aliens and beasts, and there is no wilderness where humans live forever.

It's just that they are walking on the main road, and soldiers from the war department often clean it up. In addition to the convoys and passers-by, aliens and beasts with a little bit of intelligence will avoid it.

"Master, do you have any plans after you arrive at Fuxing?" Wei Duan was only curious about Bai Tan crying for a while, and immediately diverted his attention.

Wen Renjue's eyes fell lazily on the outside, the person on his thigh with his whole face pressed against him was still crying, suppressed in a low voice at the bottom of his throat.

"Step by step."

The speed of the car was steady, and there was a convoy of large trucks staggering past them.

"Why are you interested in Fuxing Academy?" From Weiduan's point of view, it is normal to go to the Renaissance League, but it is strange to spend time in school.

The owner should not go there until he has experienced student life, right?

"There are a large number of highly intelligent human beings in the revival alliance, and they are trying to integrate the newly emerging crystal nucleus system with technological civilization. ,I am very interested."

Looking away, Wen Renjue lowered his head, and touched Bai Tan's head with his free left hand.

The person seems to be really wronged. It has been 5 minutes and he still hasn't raised his head.

"College model?" Wei Duan asked curiously.

"Shuyi said that those who win talents win the world, and your descendants of gods will eventually have weaknesses in their inheritance."

Wei Duan was not very happy, "Are you still insisting on merging our heritage with subhumans?"

Although the master had said this idea from the beginning, in Wei Duan's view, only his own weakness would try to rely on things outside his body.

"If I can rely on crystal nuclear weapons to kill people, why do I have to do it myself?"

"But this kind of power is not really powerful." Wei Duan retorted. When they faced the disaster of the extinction of the race, they never thought of relying on demi-humans, or seeking cooperation from demi-humans.

The descendants of the gods are a proud race, and what they believe in is always only their own strength.

"Your existence may be called the energy of the soul." Although there are programs and other things similar to technological civilization, Wenrenjue knows that Weiduan is very disgusted with such a statement, and it likes to call itself the most obscure power in divine energy The supreme body created, "but what about the eye of heaven?"

Wei Duan was silent.

Wen Renjue asked again, "Have you ever thought that if you shook hands with the demihumans and cooperated with each other before the XF matter drifted away, then you might be able to escape from this planet when the catastrophe occurs."

"No!" Wei Duan's voice suddenly became more serious, and he said excitedly: "Shixing gives us life and everything. We are born here, and we will die here. We will not deviate from this planet."

Wen Renjue sneered.

Wei Duan seemed to be aware of his excitement just now, and added weakly, "For the descendants of the gods, the first star is our ocean, our air, and if we leave this planet, we will eventually die slowly. , it is better to perish here.”

The descendants of the gods rely on various energies in the earth's space to survive. In the universe, Xu couldn't support finding a new foothold.

This is the pride of the descendants of the gods, but also stubbornness, and even more reality.

In fact, Wen Ren Jue is not a person who likes to make assumptions. The reality is that the descendants of gods have never thought of coexisting with lowly demihumans, let alone shaking hands and cooperating with each other.

When the gods were weakened in the later period, the demi-humans who hated Wannian also retaliated and massacred them without mercy.

Naturally, the grievances and grievances in this cannot be explained clearly by him, a human being billions of years later.

"Probably the most precious things in the tomb are the inherited books. Unlike the system they are still exploring in Fuxing, although not all of them are left behind, they are enough for humans on Earth today. I have thought about whether they can be copied. The existence of the Fuxing Academy has collected the elite humans from the earth to the Nirvana Kingdom."

So many people graduated from the Renaissance Academy every year, most of them stayed in the Renaissance Alliance in the end, contributing to the prosperity of the city and the recovery of technology.

Their ability to attract people relies on the accumulation of scientific and technological civilization for thousands of years, and it is also the various experiences and conclusions formed the fastest after the emergence of the crystal nucleus system.

Wenrenjue had this idea for not a day or two.

Wei Duan paused, and quickly offered a suggestion: "I can sort out some books to help humans master divine power faster."

Of course, there must be some private goods mixed in these books.

For example, slowly brainwashing these human beings to abandon the concept of existing races.

Wait for the opportunity to gradually restore the characters, clothing and beliefs of the descendants of the gods.

His left hand rested on Bai Tan's head, his eyes fell into the distance, and he stroked the soft hair rhythmically. Wen Renjue felt that Bai Tan slowly stopped sobbing.

He looked down.

It was found that the person fell asleep at some point, because the nose was pressing on his legs, and his breathing was a bit heavy.

Moving his other hand from the car window, Wen Renjue turned him over and lay face up.

Bai Tan was suppressed from crying, his face was blushing, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

The long eyelashes are moist, and there are teeth marks on the lips that have not yet disappeared.

It looked very pitiful.

"Heh." Shaking his head and chuckling, Wen Renjue embraced the man with one hand, touched the closed eyelid of the man with the other hand, pointed down, and pressed the closed lips of the man.

Bai Tan didn't respond, and fell into a deep sleep after such a short while.

Wen Renjue turned his lower body, took out a miscellaneous book from the gauze on the back of the chair, opened it on Bai Tan's heaving chest, tilted his head, and looked down.

The journey is long, and it should be very boring along the way, so he asked someone to prepare a few idle books in advance.

The two personal guards drove alternately, Wen Ren Jue turned the pages steadily with breath, Bai Tan was sleeping comfortably on his lap, and unconsciously turned over, the book fell, Wen Ren Jue didn't reach out to pick it up.

I closed my eyes naturally, leaned my head against the car window, and fell into a light sleep.

The scenery receding outside the car is gradually monotonous, with human buildings appearing and disappearing.

After passing through several towns, the sun was slanting westward. The guards drove the car into a desolate town. When they turned around to call out, they found that Wen Ren Jue had opened his eyes, and his eyes were falling outside the car. There was a small convoy Follow them to this town called Guose, where they are arranging for unloading and moving in full swing.

The guard of the co-driver got out of the car first, and opened the door for Wen Renjue.

Wen Renjue moved his thigh, and the white sandalwood fan who had been lying all day woke up staring, rubbed his eyes, and asked a little confused, "Where am I?"

"Get out of the car." Wen Ren Jue gave him two words, stretched out his long legs, and stood outside the car.

Exquisite cloth shoes stepped on the yellow sand, and the arrival of their pedestrians attracted some people's attention.

On both sides of the narrow street, many stallholders were closing their stalls. After Wen Renjue got off the car, he stretched his muscles and stretched his hands backwards. Bai Tan had already trotted to his side.

In the unfamiliar environment and those onlookers with weird eyes, Bai Tan noticed the indecent clothes on these residents and passers-by, felt a little scared, and moved closer to Wen Renjue.