There is no absolute center in this world. If there is, it is our own heart. Some people have been kneeling for a long time and have forgotten what it's like to stand up. Thinking that they can survive on their knees, this poor bug doesn’t know that in this finite world, survival to death is an eternal race between species. They can only accept the fate of being enslaved and perishing.
The Indians who once spread all over the Americas still have a population of about 800,000 left and are confined in reservations in the name of protection.
About three hundred years ago, the British warships smashed into the South Pacific, and many indigenous small tribes in Oceania were wiped out. And just over a hundred years ago, the Chinese were shown as an animal in Europe. Humiliated? But even a long time ago, our ancestors used to call Dongying people on Chang'an Avenue as widows and black people as kunlun slaves, and they were sold in cages with peace of mind.
What is civilization evolution? It is the elimination of the lower level by the higher level. Integration and replacement are nothing but a compromise solution when there is no alternative. Putting the civilization history of competitors into the pile of old papers and putting their treasures in their own museums is the real ultimate goal of others.
So, go to your brainwashing.
After the end of the Flood Era, the world was divided into two parts, Eastern civilization and Western civilization. The towering mountains and boundless deserts allowed the few human beings who had survived the disaster to concentrate in a more suitable living environment to thrive and thrive. When the Emperor Qin unified the six kingdoms, the concept of the world did not come from Youyan in the north, but Qiangrong in the west, and the world was within Nanling in the east. In the next two thousand years, our ancestors relied on limited mobility and expanded as much as they could, finally leaving this family business for future generations.
Today, speaking of the concept of the world, it is all the places that humans can reach. But the land that is really livable and suitable for the development of a race is actually only a few continents. At this stage, contemporary science and technology are far from realizing the migration of the Moon or Mars, let alone looking forward to a habitable planet outside the solar system. And before this world achieves unlimited expansion, all human beings still have to compete for survival in the limited space of the earth.
If you fall behind on the path of evolution, people will break into your territory with their strength, and then tell you that the world is the same, so your homeland is also the world. When you think that people’s homeland is also yours under this framework, but they will hold up a shotgun and tell you that we don’t have the habit of sharing the land.
The world is yours and mine. In the final analysis, it belongs to advanced civilization. If I am more advanced than you, when my space is not enough, yours can become mine. Without strength, there is no right to speak. In this world, there is no right to speak. Your race is even restricted from breathing. If you don’t believe me, study and study the climate conference that ended not long ago, and listen to how people regulate carbon emissions
Writing novels is to entertain readers, but entertaining readers does not mean numbing readers.
So, go to you idiot.
Liang Hongnong continued: "Compared to people like Patton and Schroeder, Lao Chu is a toad at the bottom of the well, that is, you have thoroughly studied the stuff in the bottom of the well. You have to ask Lao Chu who has sealed this place. But the question is blinded."
Li Muye nodded, and continued to ask: "How did the shark tribe find you?"
Liang Hongnong hesitated for a while, looking at the gloomy gaze of Ono Brothers inadvertently, he laughed twice, and said: "This matter is not actually my initiative. You know that there was an Iraqi under my hand called Daxian Liaodong."
Li Muye snorted and said, "That man raised a three-legged golden toad. That thing is a treasure. It was a pity that my hands were soft and I didn't die."
"This is the person." Liang Hongnong said, "Although this person is dead, his people have found me."
"Walking out of the Ural Mountains?"
"Yes, it turns out that Director Li knew about it a long time ago." Liang Hongnong said: "These Yi people are new races created by the scientists of the Qiang tribe with the use of Kyu and hybridization techniques. They look thin and dry, their strength is immense, and they are stupid. I am ignorant and obey the words of the scorpion people."
Li Muye smiled and said: "There are a few of these monkeys in the laboratory of the special commissioning office. I don't need you to popularize science."
"That is, that is." Liang Hongnong said: "Your Director Li has great magical powers, and you abruptly took the place of my old brother Huang. The old man is willing to bow to the wind. This is the slightest thing in front of you. He definitely does not dare to make an axe in front of you." He said while peeking at it. Li Muye’s face and the sword in the hands of Brother Xiaoye continued: “After the Iraqi monkeys found the old man, they offered to cooperate with the old man. The old man was unwilling at first, but the Iraqi people brought back another one after they returned. Woman and this body..."
"So you agreed?" Li Muye interrupted him and asked, "What are they doing with you?"
"What else can I do is to do business and cooperate with them to do some geological exploration and virus research in our territory." Liang Hongnong said with a smile: "The old man is only good at this point, and he has some free skills in these aspects."
Li Muye nodded slightly, and said, "Mr. Liang is the number one master of the Moon Chongdi Master in modern times. You are more than a little freehand." Then he said, "So, you have done relevant academic exchanges with them? "
Liang Hongnong hurriedly shook his head and said: "The old man swears to the sky, it's not too late." Then he said: "Director Li, you are the director of the special investigation office, representing the government instead of the religious office in charge of life and death in the rivers and lakes. To be honest, if it is not a victim Instructed, forced to be helpless, the old man categorically did not dare to be an enemy of you. Before, he was confused and didn't know your way. After these few fights, the old man already knows the depth and will never dare to be an enemy again in the future."
"Don't say it so nice, I know you are not that simple." Li Muye said with a smile: "A big man can bend and stretch. It is not accidental that your old gentleman can live today under the situation of Bai Wuxia and Xuanchen for hegemony." Then he said: " As I said, it is the responsibility of all Huaxia rivers and lakes people to explore the crypts of the gods. Whoever they are can come down and share a piece of the pie as long as they recognize that they are Chinese. As for whether they can drink it, it depends on their own ability."
"Do you mean that as long as I'm in the crypt of the shrine, I am not your enemy?" Liang Hongnong asked shamelessly.
"You can say so." Li Muye nodded and said: "I know that Nanhaimen has been developing in the mainland under Huang Yonghao's guidance over the years, and has developed many clues in the political and business circles. This Protestant king now has the potential in his hands. Not necessarily under the profound dust, even Chen Sister would not dare to underestimate you, and you Old Monster Liang, as the Protestant Sage, the guest of Nanhaimen, and Huang Yonghao’s iron family, is such an important person, if it is not necessary, how can it be? Just kill it with one sword?"
Liang Hongnong was secretly alarmed, unable to think that his details had already been grasped by the special commissioning office. In the past two to three decades, he has established a Protestant religion for Huang Yonghao, controlled business elites, made contacts with political leaders, and secretly colluded with overseas political leaders, and had done many unseen activities in China. In some cases, even decapitation is not enough to atone for the crime. For example, collecting genetic data of Chinese people and discrediting the essence of Chinese learning. If all of these activities are detected by a special investigation, I am afraid that the consequences will be disastrous.
Li Muye saw that he was uneasy, and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, if I Li Muye speaks out, it will count. If I leave here, I have a chance to pinch you to death, but in this shrine crypt, You and I are in the same camp for the time being."
Liang Hongnong was perplexed by the divine light in his eyes, and subconsciously raised his fist in accordance with Xiaoye's intention, and said: "For the Republic, for the party's cause."
Li Muye laughed, patted the huge body of Old Monster Liang, and said: "If you are seventy or eighty years younger, I will definitely find a way to make you special."
This sentence caught Liang Hongnong's sadness, and the old monster sighed: "There will never be that day. Although the tortoise has a longevity, I have actually been enough for more than a hundred years." That's how it is said, but the words contain a deep nostalgia for the world.
Li Muye smiled and said: "The old Ji Fu Chi has a thousand li ambitions. Your image in my heart has been fixed. No matter how pitiful you are, it's useless."
Liang Hongnong smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing more sage than your Director Li, and you really can't escape the eyes of the old man with this insignificant way."
Li Muye said: "Speaking of returning to the previous topic, you go on to talk about the situation of the dragon pond."
Liang Hongnongdao: "To talk about this matter, it actually has something to do with the shark tribe. They asked me to find a similar place. That's why the old man remembers that it is a dragon-raising pond. Those shark tribes live in the depths of the Arctic. Family, with dragons as the same kind, they said that long ago, our ancestors were actually enslaved by their management, until later we evolved some special skills, so we broke with them, and they said that they created us Ancestors... "
"Speaking of people!" Li Muye interrupted him rudely, and asked: "Who told you these shit?"
"Dianna!" Liang Hongnong said: "The words of the old man are true, and they are all hers. The woman also said that we were made to exist as food for the mackerel people, but later we evolved our own. Civilization, more and more powerful, established its own country, and even created the dragon slaying technique, which not only created the opposition of the mackerel people, but also raised dragons for food in turn."
Li Muye began to think that it was the people of the Qiang tribe who were arranging the story indiscriminately and slandering the Chinese nation. Hearing that it was Diana who said it, he couldn't help but think seriously about what he said. If these words were really said by Diana, it probably meant that this view was approved by Bai Wuxia. The old Patton once said that the people of the shark tribe may have mastered the advanced technology of prehistoric biochemistry. And they also have the habit of creating new races. Thinking along this line of thought, it's really not impossible.
The descendant of the dragon, is it really him? It's interesting.
Then he asked: "She instructed you to enter the crypt of the shrine?"
"Yes." Liang Hongnong nodded and said: "But the old man is also willing. Li Qizhi is sick, and he knows that there is not much time. We all want to enter here and have a chance."
When he talked about Li Qizhi, Brother Ono suddenly remembered that Li Qizhi had also entered the crypt of the divine palace, and he didn't see Teacher Li along the way. It stands to reason that they should be on the same road. Asked hurriedly: "Do you know where Teacher Li is?"
Liang Hongnong said: "Not long after he followed, we encountered a purple dragon tree. The old man lied to him that the fruit of the wood can make people live forever and cure all diseases. He believed that it was true, so he took people to fight with the Tianzhu demon monk. , And later chased him up, but didn't see him after that."
Li Muye said: "He met me at the exit of the crypt, and then went down again. It seems that you are separated."
Liang Hongnongdao: "It's not impossible that this is possible. There are many karst caves at the entrance of that crypt. He doesn't believe in old age anymore. It is estimated that he flew solo."
Li Muye knew that it was useless to think too much at this moment, pressed worry, and continued to ask, "Dianna ordered you to come down to explore the crypt. Has there been any special task assigned to you?"
Liang Hongnong obviously hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is no special requirement, but I have ordered the old to pay attention to whether there is a dragon-raising pond below."
Li Muye glanced at him deeply, and saw that his hair was uneasy, then he withdrew his gaze, and said slowly: "I will assume that what you said is true, Mr. Liang, for the time being, you and I are on the same boat. People, in order to be able to work with confidence, I hope we will be more honest with each other."
"This is natural." Liang Hongnong nodded and said.
While they were talking, the two walked about a dozen miles away, and the giant humanoid in front of them suddenly stopped. Li Muye was keenly aware, aware of the gas flowing in the direction of the giant monster's left hand, and hurriedly stepped forward, but the giant monster had already flew up and jumped to the left. By the time Xiaoye brother chased him, this guy had disappeared without a trace.
Li Muye looked at the scene in the wide door open on the left hand side, and couldn’t help being stunned... If the Shrine’s Crypt was really just a tomb, it would be too amazing for him, what happened to our ancestors? What have you experienced
PS: This chapter is a bit emotional, with a little bit more private goods. The old hooligan is not an author who likes private goods, but not without it. Three thousand nine hundred words are charged according to the standard of three thousand, which is not a bad conscience. (End of this chapter)