Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Friends of the audience in front of the curtain, this is the live broadcast of the special" Leap to the Uranus "section, launched jointly by Starlight and Sky Sunshine. Exciting moments are approaching, and the first fixers to the Uranus realm have boarded the starship! ”

“Ten thousand years! Since the fall of the Star Sea Empire, we have been separated from the brotherly world for 10,000 years! ”

“For 10,000 years, we have been alone in this cold, dark universe, alone against demons, demons and robberies! ”

“But after today, everything will change, and we will live and die with another fraternal world, fighting side by side! ”

“Together, let's wish Li Yao, Mo Xuan and other friends from the Uranus world a return home and wish our Brother Flying Star a safe journey to bring greetings from Flying Star to our brothers from the Uranus world! ”

At this moment, the entire planetary world is silent, ordinary people draw different gestures, eyes closed, silent prayer, the cultivators bear a thousand fingerprints, with the untold secrets of their respective sects, to send a hint of blessing into the universe.

At the edge of the Spider Star, on a wrecked carrier.

Dozens of five-sized, three-sized, vicious-faced sailors also clustered in sweaty, stinky cabins, tight muscles nearly tore up their sweatshirts, the big fists of the casserole were about to come out of the water, teeth chewed and blessed with "viciousness”.

“Pfft! ”

These rude and kind men were praying silently, but there was an uncoordinated murmur in the corner, a sharp and sharp voice, and they couldn't help laughing.

“White rat, you son of a bitch! ”

A bearded man opened his eyes and there was a big, ugly teenager in the corner.

The teenager's expression was rather disgusting. At such an exciting moment, he was in arrears. Instead of praying with everyone else, he didn't know where to find a bag of greasy peanut rice. He threw one in his mouth. He looked dirty and cheap, making people's fists move silly.

This teenager is really ugly.

He is like a congenital undernourished, acquired malnutrition, less than a meter and three heads, pink skin wrinkled, ears bigger than a puffin, nose pointed and red, two entrance teeth branches outside, biased eyes as small as a needle tip, plus surrounded by the orbit, dense numbness, like star-filled freckles, like wearing a natural eye mask, makes him look nothing like a good person, live off the three hands of a thief frown eye.

The teenager's name was White, and because he looked like a mouse and had two very strange white geraniums as pets, everyone called him "White Mouse”.

The white mouse was mixed up in this transport three months ago.

At that time, the Spider Nest star was being exploited with great demand for carriers and engineering vessels, with the involvement of a private company that had been working on Spider Nest for six months.

When he left Spider's Nest, he somehow blended into the boat.

In addition to the star thieves, there are a number of civilians on the Spider's Nest, either victims of the looting of the stars, or descendants of those victims, or the families of the star thieves, not all of whom owe blood debts, many of whom are slaves of the star thieves and have suffered all kinds of oppression.

After breaking through the Spider Nest, these victims naturally cannot be killed. After rigorous identification and polygraph, the original Spider Nest inhabitants who did not commit any crime, when they reached the age of 18, participated in the construction of Spider Nest locally. If they were under the age of 18, they were sent to temporary schools to study and contribute to the building of the newborn planetary world.

Even so, there are still a lot of people, in the past, who have had idle habits, are extremely reluctant to work, are reluctant to go to school, have nothing to do, and are annoyed.

A white mouse is such a leaky fish.

When he first got aboard, his condition was worse than it is now, not only was he thinner than a few matchstick-like bones, but there was also a large hole in his head that had just been scabbed, and the ship's doctors, after examining it, said that his head had been severely injured and his skull had been broken into pieces, 99. 9% of people had to die of such injuries, but they didn't know how the hard-boiled boy survived.

Such a wound caused the boat to take the initiative, took his photograph, printed his fingerprints and sent it to Spider's Nest, but the result of the inquiry was that the boy was a homeless child with no father and no mother. He ate and drank on the street all day long. In the previous days, he somehow fell into a mine. Everyone thought he was dead, but somehow, he mixed him up on this transport ship.

He was not a star thief, much less a bloodless man, only in his teens, and seemingly pathetic, the owner took him in.

The boy's vitality is really tougher than that of both cockroaches and mice. It took less than a month to completely recover, but he developed a good, evil, lazy habit on Spider's Nest. He was called to eat faster than everyone else. He was called to work, but he could hide, he could drag.

The owner of the boat kindly let him pass through the crystal brain and learn some cultural knowledge, but he fainted as soon as he read the book and fell asleep as soon as he posed the question.

Seeing him unwilling to go to school, several Kong Wuzheng, having learned a few days of boxing crew trying to teach him martial arts, he couldn't help but laugh and despise.

One by one, everyone on the boat was itchy and wanted to open the vacuum pipe and suck the snotlout into the universe immediately.

The only good thing about this little diarrhea is that he has a good temper. He laughs all day long. He doesn't get upset when he yells at him. He doesn't get angry when he scratches his ears. Even if he hates iron and steel knocks on his head a few times, he is fine. I don't know if he has a good breast or shame.

Stared at by dozens of strong men, the white mouse still hassled to kowtow peanut rice, sometimes sticking his little finger out to pick up his teeth, it looked very comfortable.

“Son of a bitch!”

A strong man with a beard grabbed his ear and lifted him up. The spit star shot him in the face like a nail: “White rat, I said your boy is usually lazy to do it, just to cheat and slip. Why is everything so big today so indifferent? Everyone prays for Li Yao and others, but you are here to eat peanuts! ”

The white mouse was ripped off by people's ears, still throwing peanut rice in his mouth one after the other. “I knew it, Li Yao, this boy Hung Fuqi Tian, made it amazing. Leave anything to him, he must handle it properly and properly. ”

“If so, why waste my saliva and pray for blessings? ”

“Scare!”

Brother Hung got angrier and grabbed the ear of the white mouse and twisted it: “You wrinkled white mouse, the human kid is big, the breath is huge, Li Yao is one of the top super experts in the flying star world, bombing Xiao Xuanzhi's super strong existence! You can't even compare to a piece of nasal shit. How dare you call him 'boy’? ”

“Hiss...”

The white mouse pretended to be in pain, but the smile in his eyes was to tell everyone that he hadn't put this pain in his eyes. "Hung, I seriously reiterated to you 3,225 times, hit back, scold back, can you stop calling me... white mouse? ”

Hung laughed: “Take a piss on yourself, you're not a white mouse, what is it? ”

The white mouse blinked and said: "Please call me, white old... brother. ”

In one sentence, many rough men laughed, and Hung snorted: “You slippery boy, you can't move your hand, you can't carry your shoulder. We let you do a little chore, you push three blocks, and you dare to laugh at our martial arts are stupid cows. Now you can call us brothers again? ”

The white mouse beat up a debt, "I've explained many times, I was born destined to do big things, what do you take to repair the drain array, clean the toilet, unwield the sewers and other small things like chicken garlic peel to make me do, of course, I can't take it personally. ”

Brother Hong sneered: “What do you mean 'big deal', old man... brother? ”

The white mouse crooked his head and thought seriously for a while: “Such as being caught in a storm in the stars, encountering a star thief, and coming down by the demons... When I encounter this kind of thing, I will naturally stand up and take care of everyone neatly, without leaving a little tail, in return for your help. ”

Everyone laughed even harder. Brother Hung was more "puffy” and hooked up two fingers thicker than the wrist of a white mouse. He stabbed a chestnut in the brain door of the white mouse: “Don't blow the air, you son of a bitch really want to repay us for saving our lives, get the hell out of here, less wandering in front of us, waste the food on the boat, still annoying! ”

“Don't worry. ”

The white mouse smiled and knocked on the rusty second-hand crystal brain on his wrist, knocking out a speckled screen of refutation.

What you see on the screen is a virtual enrollment form.

“I've been annoying everyone for so long, I'm a little embarrassed, not to mention the calm, so boring, I've had enough rest, I'm looking for something I've never done, something interesting to do. ”

The glowing word "plain" on the light screen stunned all the crew. After a moment of face-to-face, the laughter was going to blow up the little carriers!

“Original fleet? ”

“You wrinkly white rat, you want to join the fleet? ”

The Original Fleet is a new fleet being built by the star world. Its purpose is to break down the old sectarian and armored structure and bring together the teenage elite of the entire star world, starting with a blank sheet of paper, to redesign, decades later, to become the most powerful force in the star world.

When the Expeditionary Army of the Real Human Empire arrives in the Star Realm, the Original Fleet will take a headache!

In a nutshell, this is a fleet built specifically for the Real Human Empire Expeditionary Army, a fleet built for the war of a hundred years from now, the future fleet!

The word "plain" means “star fire, which can be plain”, which represents two small sparks, the star and the sky, which will surely set the bears of human civilization ablaze in the dark forest!

The original fleet, perhaps, will determine the fate of the planetary world.

Yes, a large number of sects have invested a lot of resources and sent their best children to join.

The Original Fleet also openly recruits military students throughout the Starfleet, regardless of their status, from 6 to 14 years of age.

A hundred years later, in the early 100s of years, these people were the perfect balance of spiritual energy and experience for the prosciutors, at its peak, enough to become the middle-class pillars of the planetary world.

The news was released, the flying stars were blown up, and all the children of the world were crowded, squeezing their heads to sign up.

Under the water rise, the first-try elimination rate alone has reached a cruel 13,000 to one, it is a perfect choice!

The entrance examination of the original fleet was extremely rigorous, even the criteria of military students were extremely high. I heard that even a grandson of a fallen star went to apply for the examination and was brushed down.

And this wrinkly white mouse?

How can people not laugh their teeth off!

Brother Hung burps with a smile: "By yourself, you want to enroll in the army school of the original fleet? Ha, you changed your name to" White Star Sword "? The name is very rude, but it doesn't really match your honor! ”

The white mouse laughed and shook his head: “No, I'm not going to the Original Fleet, I'm going to the... Commander Original Fleet. ”

As soon as they put it out, the crowd rolled with laughter. Brother Hung held his stomach and laughed out of breath: “Hahaha, what a fucking laugh, you white mouse, when did you become so righteous? Do you want to be the Commander-in-Chief of the original fleet, one day, defeat the Expeditionary Army of the Real Human Empire? ”

The white mouse opened its mouth, trying to tell, thought about it, laughed at itself, simply shut up, curled back into the corner, carefully sucked a peanut coat, the expression changed infinitely, like tasting the dragon liver phoenix.

“Audience friends, the countdown begins, and in the last ten seconds, our warriors are about to depart! ”

The hosts on the screen sighed so hard that they attracted the attention of all the crew that no one cared about the loud white mouse.

The white mouse squeezed his eyes, the light shadow staggered on his face, and in the speckle bargaining, the eyes of the strange and ugly teenager fluttered with the slight light that had been grinding out for centuries.

Behind the neck of the white mouse, suddenly two bags arose, a moment of peristalsis, drilling out two tiny mice.

The skins of the two mice were smoother and smoother than his eyes. The eyes of the mice were bright and humane, and the tail of one of the mice was shaken with a faint golden color.

White rats bounced their fingers and two peanuts flew halfway across the sky, but were caught in the tail by a geranium and fed off to the female rats.

“If it were you, would you understand me? ”

White mice grinned against the gold-tailed geranium path.

The geranium had a strange light in its eyes, as if it could really understand his words.

And the white mouse threw a peanut in the mouth of the geranium, and he faintly said, “You know why I'm going to command the fleet, and the Expeditionary Army of the Real Human Empire, right? ”

“Certainly not for the star world, not least for the future of any human civilization, which is such a shitty, backward justification. ”

“I just want to taste… the feeling of failure. ”