I am omnipotent because of wine

Style asked calmly, "Why did you do this? Logically speaking, I shouldn't have done anything bad."

"Why did you do that?" Hill's father sneered, and the ferocious expression on his face became more and more sinister.

"Of course it's because you put Jiang Yue into a coma. If she didn't fall into a coma, how could Hill be in danger because he bumped into the Zerg's sneak attack team on the way to the military area? It's all because of your fault .”

"Why don't you die?" Hill's father looked broken.

The style is strange, "Don't you know what exists in her body? I didn't tell you or how to say? Or do you really think your son is more important than everyone in the entire empire? More than all Are all human beings important?"

"It seems so naive." Style didn't intend to anger Hill's father, but he also clearly expressed his contempt.

Who made Hill choose to come to the military region to see Jiang Yue who was in a coma during class.

Did someone ask him to come?How could Jiang Yue, who was in a coma, come to ask Hill to come to the military area?

Nobody.

Including Jiang Gu, the younger brother of the heroine, Jiang Gu has been trained under pressure. He doesn't have any communication equipment at all, and it is impossible to contact Hill. All the reasons are caused by Hill himself.

And if no one told Hill, how could he know that Jiang Yue had fallen into a coma? Isn't it because Hill's father did it himself?

Whenever you make a mistake, you have to blame others.

Who do you think you are?

Style sneered, and moved at the moment when the other party's mood was obviously wrong.

The calf hooked the inside of Hill's father's calf from the inside. With the help of force, Hill's father's legs softened and half knelt on the ground. At the same time, his hands continued to move, and he directly grabbed the laser gun from Hill's father.

Even fired a shot at Hill's father...

"You said, I will sue you to a military court. If your son, whose life and death are unpredictable, is still alive, when he returns to the empire, will he face endless hell?"

When his son was in danger, he didn't want to save that poor son anymore, but instead wasted his time doing things and wanted to murder him.

God knows how much it would cost to be murdered for a special talent like him, and a powerful special talent like him?

Say something proud.

The style thinks it’s not good, if I am really killed like this, this country, this world, and the human beings here may really start a new era, be completely extinct, and wait for hundreds of millions of years to re-birth a new human .

At that time, the Hill family was eternal sinners.

Style's shot was merciless, directly piercing Hill's father's leg. The middle-aged man's eyes were completely red, and the various negative emotions in his eyes were shocking.

But this kind of person is not worth paying attention to.

After the style subdued Hill's father, he took people to investigate the bug vanguard team that attacked the empire.

At least those powerful enemies should not be allowed to attack the powerless compatriots.

After boarding the spaceship, after a long journey and searching for information, they finally tracked down the pioneer bug team.

The war is about to start.

The style of the mouth became more and more sharp, "It will rain very hard later."

Use the environment to affect those bugs. When the flying bugs face heavy rain, their wings cannot vibrate, that is, they cannot fly.

In this case, it is really not difficult to rub them on the ground.

It's just that these bugs are even more crazy because of the death of the king, and they often carry the idea that even if they die, they must bring a human to die with them.

Their king is gone, what else is there to struggle with?

This is why the style speculates that the world may fall into a new era, can you imagine?

The worms have lost their king. If they can't take this opportunity to completely eliminate the worms, they will enter into a battle of trapped beasts, and the final result is nothing more than a loss for both sides, and both of them die.

It's just that after the bug vanguard team was pressed and rubbed on the ground, Style received a distress message.

Ms. Tang's distress message.

The military area was directly attacked by bugs.

Those bugs are not as crazy as the king, they have completely ignored those high-tech lethal weapons, and use their physical bodies to completely wipe out all the humans here.

Because the breath left by their king before he died is here.

Be sure to kill everyone.

That's what bugs think.

We must kill all the bugs and let our descendants live in a peaceful environment. This is the idea of ​​all soldiers.

The difficulty of war is not just talk.

Faced with this distress message, even if Shi Feng rushed there at the fastest speed, there was still no way to completely save Ms. Tang.

This woman with the power of a conjurer has spent her entire life protecting humanity.

Even when she was dying.

When Shi Feng arrived at the place where Ms. Tang was, she couldn't even come to her side, and could only watch helplessly, watching that woman being emptied of all her strength, all her physical strength, and even all her flesh and blood... …

"I sacrifice everything I have to enhance the abilities of all fighters by 200%. I only hope that they... can live in peace."

Letting her companions survive became the last obsession of this woman.

But all that is left to style is a skeleton.

This senior is no longer just a senior, he is also regarded as an elder.

She taught him a lot.

All that was left to him was a corpse with nothing but a skeleton.

This is the first time Style is facing such an ending for someone close to him, and he cannot accept it.

Also unwilling to accept this result.

Then kill it.

Send all the bugs to hell to accompany her.

The hell is barren, and I believe that Ms. Tang will not feel bored with the bones of these bugs to pave a road.

Style didn't say anything to motivate the soldiers. Ms. Tang's increase in all her sacrifices was very powerful. The attack and defense of the soldiers were greatly strengthened. When the power of magic was 200%, it could reach the greatest human damage to insects. damage attack.

He rushed up.

Facing the overwhelming ugly bugs.

His companion rushed up.

Facing the compatriots who didn't even have corpses left.

The battle went on for a very long time.

When Feng Shi even thought that he might follow in Ms. Tang's footsteps, the war was finally over.

The bugs were wiped out.

And humans survived.

only……

Too many people died in this war.

Those people will never see a peaceful tomorrow.

Nine out of ten people in the army died in this battle, and one out of ten left behind was also scarred for life, or post-war syndrome or something.

but.

When they see the children who go to school facing the sun, they can still laugh even though they have all kinds of disabilities and diseases.

look.

We have done it, our ancestors have done it with us, and we have done it in peace.

The style is getting older, and the body is getting worse and worse due to various reasons. The most common thing to do is to drink small wine and eat small dishes in a family restaurant on the roadside.

Of course, he is old, but in fact he is not very old. He is only in his 40s now, and in the average lifespan of 200 years in the interstellar world, he is still a child.

His face is still young, but his hair is white.

And face death at any time.

On this day, Style was drinking while listening to the children from the nearby school after school.

"Hey, who is your favorite star? I like that James the most."

"I don't like James, he looks so unfriendly, I like Winona."

"I like that Xia Rubing."

"Why do you all like celebrities?" A child asked innocently, he looked very immature.

"Of course it's because they have something worthy of our liking."

"But I don't like them anymore, I don't like them at all. I even hate them. Why do they get a lot of resources and a lot of money? If it's just like this, why should they lead their fans to hurt those people? Soldiers who quit the battlefield without knowing anything about them?"

"I know that saying something like this may make you feel that I am out of tune with you. I have always known that, but I would rather be out of tune with you."

I also don't want to force myself when I know that the three views are not in harmony.

"I like soldiers, and I want to be a soldier in the future. I want to be an existence that protects my home and country, and uses magic to make this world a better place. I hope my life is meaningful, not after I get older , Looking back suddenly, I found that what I remembered were only those entertainment stars without any nutritional value. Goodbye, everyone is safe."

When the child was leaving the tavern, he bumped into the leg of Style sitting at the door. He was stunned for a moment, and then bowed seriously to apologize.

"I'm very sorry to bump into you, sir."

"It doesn't matter, you will definitely become the best soldier in the future."

The conversation seemed to be over.

After drinking happily, when I got home, I chattered to the posthumous photo and said, "Seeing Ms. Tang, someone still inherited your spirit. Hell is empty, devils are in the world, angels are still fighting, and nothing is left. people of the world."

After leaving this world, style sits sighing in system space.

The system cautiously asked, [Are you okay, it seems that the state is very wrong. 】

[It's okay, I'm just a little dazed, it's my first time on the battlefield, alas, but I am me, I am so powerful, haha. 】

Style laughed twice, suppressing all the overfilling emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, looked at the empty system space, and then remembered, [Ah, by the way, is there any decorations or furniture in the system mall? Give me some recommendations like that? 】

【Can. 】The system is silent, very well-behaved.

One is because the clip of this interstellar journey sold well at the box office. It made people in the world that belonged to interstellar many years later understand what blood is, and it also activated their beliefs buried in their bones.

In short, it has great significance.

But the system that only looks at money and not people, when faced with this box office, it has not been happy for a long time.

This mission always left traces in the heart of its sand sculpture host.

It might even last a long time.

The style is based on the furniture recommended by the system. Originally, I wanted to habitually buy various home robots in Interstellar.

That's all later.

I simply bought a two-story building with an antique style.

At the same time, it is also equipped with various furniture.

【Why did you buy such a house? It's very inconvenient to clean. 】The system couldn't hold back, did this task have too much influence on the style?

[I can rent a cleaning robot to clean it when the time comes, it doesn't matter.This kind of house in ancient times can make my heart calm down, so that I don't think too much about the past.The past has passed, and the future is yet to come. 】

I also want to visit my future.

How could it be possible to stop and only care about the past.

Taking a deep breath, the style went to a new world.

It's just that he doesn't know.

Maybe it was because the box office of the movies edited in the previous world was too high and he made too much money, or maybe the system's conscience discovered that he was stuffed into a peaceful world comparable to self-cultivation.

Style stays in the classroom with your eyes open.

When the door opened, the noisy students were talking about topics, topics, and favorite star TV series.

Quite peaceful.

Style is sitting by the window, the sun shines in along the window, warm, unconsciously, style lowers his head, lying on the table and fell asleep.

What he doesn't know is...

The system secretly turned on the beauty halo for him again.

This is also one of the permissions of the system.

Because good-looking people will get a lot of good things.

The system wants the style to relax in this world.

even the system.

After the emergence of the small black house model, I still force myself to learn the core values ​​of socialism. Of course, I may be abandoned by it at any time, and I have to pretend to be decent.

In order to avoid being returned to the factory for repair inexplicably one day.

This is all for myself!

How could it be for this sand sculpture host?

Humph.

When the style wakes up, recall the scene in the dream.

I always find it very strange, whether he wants to eat meat too much or something, when he sleeps in broad daylight, he keeps hearing the sound of a pig humming in his dream, tsk.

Since it is modern, let's go back to eat hot pot and enjoy the meat.

First I fell asleep, but later in the process of sleeping, the style accepted the memory again.

This is a love story between a school grass and a school flower.

Occasionally, there are some naive youth of some classmates.

However, these have nothing to do with school bully style.

The heroine Zhen Fu and the hero Qi Wei.

The two are childhood sweethearts, but...

What's a little odd about this story is that these two are a little too young.

But after receiving the overall view of the world, I suddenly understood that children in this world can get married and have children at the age of 16.

It's just right to fall in love at the age of twelve or thirteen, to talk for a few years, and then to discuss marriage.

What a fart...

Because I just fell asleep when I just felt sleepy before, I didn't realize that I was a green boy now.

Style headaches.

A group of junior high school students fall in love, and there are all kinds of entanglements in their hearts, and when they face the choices on the road of love, they are unbearably painful. I don’t know why they always feel thunderous.

Style felt that he should have bought a house in the system space, and then bought a lightning rod by the way.

cough.

Forget it, forget it.

Style woke up completely, and it was already three o'clock in the afternoon after school.

"Hey, Brother Feng, are you going to the video game city today, or to the club? The president of the basketball club invites you to join the club every day. We can also go and have fun, not necessarily joining."

Style was patted on the shoulder by a classmate as he followed his own thoughts towards the school gate.

Yang Hongyan said with interest, I didn't see Brother Feng after school today, and I was discussing with others where to go to play, or go to the bar for a drink, but I didn't expect to walk straight to the school gate.

strangeness.

"Why are you alone today?" The style is also strange.

Behind the school tyrant, the original owner, there are also a few good younger brothers, Sanhuo is one of them, and Yang Hongyan is nicknamed Sanhuo.

There were three other people forming a small team of five.

Luo Pu, nicknamed Radish.

Feng Cai, nicknamed pickles.

Song Rui, known by his nickname Xiangrui, is the youngest of the five, only 12 years old this year.

It stands to reason that these people should be children...

But this year's 13's style is already over 1 meters.

Song Rui, who is the youngest the most, is 1 meters.

The rest are about the same height.

What a messed up world, science is dead...

Feng Feng looked at Sanhuo with a salty face and said, "Brother Feng, let's go to the basketball club to have a look. A new female manager has been recruited there recently. This year's freshman looks very beautiful. Can you let me go and see?" look!"

"I didn't let you watch it, you can just watch it if you want, I want to go home early." Shi Feng stared at the twin dead fish eyes.

However, what he didn't know was that he had added a halo of beauty. Because of his status as a school bully, he looked extraordinarily handsome. When he looked at Sanhuo, it was like his elder brother was chatting with his younger brother.

But what the younger brother said didn't go through his head, and the elder brother was very helpless.

"What are you doing home so early? Anyway, my aunt and uncle don't stay home all day long, and they don't care about your grades. If my parents do the same, I can't be envious." Drag it in the direction of the basketball club.

"Then aren't you still alive? I didn't see you envious to death. Go if you want... Okay, let's go together, don't drag me, really, after a day of sleep, the bones are soft, play basketball It's okay to abuse you."

"Brother Feng, I just want to see you bragging. You are invited to the basketball club every day just because you are tall and handsome. As long as you are here, you can attract many girls to come over to be managers. You are still an old man who has never played basketball. Crap?" Sanhuo didn't feel any pressure at all when he pointed out that he was the boss.

"Brother is talented, how can a rookie like you compare to it?" Style rolled his eyes, waved Sanhuo's hand away, and walked in the direction of a basketball club.

When we got there, we found that the other three were already there.

Carrot also said, "Did you see that? One of three fires is worth four!"

"Whatever you say is right." Pickle looked at the style coming, and she was in a good mood.

Relying on his young age and status as a group favorite, Song Rui directly gave Style a big hug.