After decades of tossing, the whole world has gradually understood a truth-the strong may not be suitable for managing a country, but they must be leaders and the holders of the highest power.
Because no one would be willing to hand over the power of life and death to someone else, especially if that person was someone who could die with just one breath.
The few people who switched to Shinto knew very well that their aptitude was limited, and it was difficult for them to compete with all kinds of geniuses who had risen at the same time in the past two hundred years.
So they hibernate one after another, guarding their one-acre three-point land, waiting for the day when the water drops through the stone.
It is very easy to break, the pioneers who rush to the forefront will become martyrs if they are not careful, they have only one life, and the ones who fight to the end are the winners who can write history at will. They have always implemented this principle.
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"Are you still unwilling to lose to that person?" Chen Bo, who was in Marinjoya, the capital of the Federation, also felt the psychic fluctuations of Yun Jie's departure hundreds of kilometers away.
He didn't care about Yun Jie's hidden strength at all. Not counting the few people who were hiding in the folk penance, there were eighteen sixth-tier councilors on the surface, and none of them revealed their full strength in the testing system.
"It's too urgent. Can't you wait another 20 or 30 years and leave after everything is perfected?" Beside Chen Bo, a man with silver hair and blue eyes, enchanting appearance, and full of neutral beauty said.
"He wants to go after him, that's all, Mr. Faith."
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Yun Jie's sudden departure immediately caused shock in all parties. Some people were surprised, some were puzzled, some felt regretful, some secretly delighted, and some collapsed.
A huge power vacuum is left to be filled by newcomers, although the perpetrators don't seem to care about what they have left behind.
In the intertwined network of relationships, the vital core is suddenly missing, but human beings are extremely adaptable. No matter who is gone, the world will always continue to operate.
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"Are you leaving?" Outside Bran's city, Yue Yu called to Bai Mo, who was floating like a ghost in front of him.
He nodded.
The transformation of the earth has come to an end, and it is estimated that it will take about half a year to carry out the final finishing work.
Mentally, the "cells" who have lived on the virtual earth for several years, after nearly ten years of adaptation in the virtual reality environment, will be able to easily get acquainted with the new life on the real earth that is almost exactly the same.
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Of course, before that, Bai Mo had to get rid of the star torch that Manghuangjie had made a bet with him.
As the envisioned "land of enlightenment", in his plan, there will no longer be seventh-level power in that world.
People from the earth space layer will reincarnate in the wild world when they break through the seventh level, and the natives of the wild world will "travel" here when they break through.
The Manghuang Realm will become a "lower realm" in a certain sense. Practitioners of the "upper realm" of the earth and moon can "go down to the earth" for experience. Conversely, the natives of the lower realm can also "ascend" to the upper realm after breaking through to the seventh level.
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"Can you tell me, what are you thinking?" She asked another question.
Bai Mo's true intentions have always been a mystery, and he often does things that outsiders can't imagine the reason for.
However, at this time, the clone he stayed in place had begun to become a little unstable due to the excessive consumption before and the spiritual art that still needed to maintain the sealing of the Sun Protoss.
The occasional flickering white shadow, like a light tube with a slightly bad connection, is on and off.
"Live..."
Yue Yu vaguely felt that there seemed to be three voices in the sentence left by Bai Mo at the same time. She wanted to ask further, but found that the person had disappeared.
Compared with the mother who was in a daze, Yun Ru, who was tightly guarded behind her, seemed to have understood something. She took a deep look at the direction in which Bai Mo left, with a trace of inexplicable and complicated emotions in her eyes.
"Let's go, let's go back to our new home." After several times of thinking to no avail, Yue Yu gave up thinking.
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"... Taken together, our conclusion is that the target may have suffered from a degree of split personality that would explain the inconsistencies in his demeanor."
"Professor Min, are you joking? A strong person of that level will suffer from the mental illness that ordinary people have?"
"Mental illness has nothing to do with strength, of course you can also call a practitioner's split personality a demon.
Inside the upper echelon of the Federation, there are some weird cultivation methods, which can artificially forcibly create inner demons, and constantly achieve the purpose of quickly becoming stronger by defeating one's own inner demons.
Of course, this kind of evil way has great side effects, and if you are not careful, you may be turned against the customer. "
"Could it be another urban legend."
"No, I've seen it with my own eyes..." The man called the professor wiped his glasses, and slowly fell into a state of sluggish memory.
Seeing this, the people around him knew that his old problem was repeated.
Every time they think of some past events, this usually meticulous professor will become like this, and they are not surprised.
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"Old Min fell ill again. I really don't know who it was that left such a deep psychological shadow on him, a professor of psychology."
"I heard that he was dumped once when he was young?"
"Just such a trivial matter, at least five out of ten men have experienced it, how could it make Professor Min's heart full of holes."
"It's hard to say about love, after all, who has never been young and frivolous." The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses said in the tone of someone who has experienced it.
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"Don't expose his scars. In half a year, after the start of the Great Expedition, most of our department's funding will be cut off?" Coming out of the dark room, a few tea-drinking crowd Said very reluctantly.
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"Since we have to leave, there is no point in continuing to study. In the remaining half a year, everyone will write a summary of the achievements of these years, hand it over to the Federal Central Archives Office, and then go back to their respective homes." Wearing a white coat, Zhong Director Nian sighed.
For this special nature, except that the work must be highly confidential, other fishing departments are quite easy, and everyone is still very reluctant.
Their main task is to analyze Bai Mo's mental state through various existing data and intelligence, and try to predict his subsequent behavior.
There are quite a few think tanks on the moon with the brand of the Institute of Psychology, which are actually strategic research departments in a sense.
The existence of Bai Mo's land can be regarded as the embodiment of Bai Mo's will, and the research on his psychology is not much different from the status of diplomatic strategy research in the Earth Age.
The only difference is that when they are conducting research work, they have to enter a special dark room to isolate information from the White Land.
These think tanks also have a unique nickname in the folk - Baijiao.
PS: ORZ is too busy this week, I can only say sorry for the update