Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

His skinny, weak teenage white mouse, like a mouse who had just stolen an egg, roamed around the living area, making chicken fly dogs jump.

On all sides, there were soldiers chasing him everywhere. Looks like he committed all kinds of anger. Hundreds of soldiers were sent out this time to hunt him down together.

The white mouse screamed, fled west, panicked, eventually entered the back chef of a hotel, fled from the back cook to the front hall, finally surrounded by dozens of regiments of scholars, including "Black Star”, a schoolboy with rubber soft stick, his calf facing the bone came hard, the white mouse screamed, flying seven or eight meters out, severely smashed the ground.

“White rat, look where you're going! ”

“White rat, take out all your deceitful money, and my ancestral purple sandstone pendant! ”

“And my silver-blooded blade! ”

For many years, it was all bloodthirsty, and the white rat pit was so miserable, where could it still be held up, the punch suddenly rained and beaten.

The white mouse had no power to fight back, held his head, rolled all over the floor, cried and split, screamed like a ghost crying wolf, struggling like a little lobster falling into an oil pan.

A lot of scholars beat up, and a few scholars familiar with the white mouse were hidden, but they didn't feel good —— don't look at the white mouse, he had a crooked date, he didn't have three or two meats on him, it seemed like a gust of wind could blow down, but his hands were shady and harsh, and he had a normal gas refining period of two or three puppets, three or five of them couldn't get close to each other. Why is it an anomaly today, like a dead pig who didn't eat enough?

There's a conspiracy!

Several soldiers looked around and instantly had a cold neck and a miserable expression!

Not far from them, in a chair in the corner of the hotel, were the instructors of the "Original Fleet”, as well as the gendarmes who were not on duty, and even the middle-level commanders of the Original, who were gathering to eat and staring at them.

The soldier held a rubber stick: “…”

The instructor held the chopsticks: “…"

The gendarmerie looked at them and at the instructor: "…"

The soldier almost urinated incontinently, and the first hit was strong, one standing up: “Report to the instructor, we've caught a thief! Stole our heirloom! ”

In the middle of the school, a white mouse with a nasal blue-face swelling was beaten, trembled and stood up, his tears had dried up, there was no place to reach out, his life was less like death's grievance, and his uniform was shaken off, revealing his skinny upper body, and his arms were opened.

Beaten blue and purple, glossy and slippery. Where can I hide anything?

The soldiers looked at each other, all foolish, and killed them. They couldn't figure it out. How could a white mouse hide so many crystals and Fabao without knowing where they were hiding?

“Pff--”

At this point, the white mouse seemed to have suffered severe internal injuries, a bite of black and purple blood erupted, his eyes were white, and he fell straight back and hit the ground heavily!

The academics stared at me, and you looked at me, and I looked at you, and at the instructor and the gendarmerie, who suddenly sank, and they were all too scared to cry.

……

Half an hour later, in the original medical compartment, Kevin De frowned, and the wrinkles could squeeze out two basins of water, staring dead at the white mouse on the hospital bed.

The white mouse, wrapped in a miserable white sheet, appeared even smaller, weaker, helpless, poor Chu Chu, and looked at him with a "finally saved, robbed for the rest of his life” look.

“General Instructor…”

The white mouse cried very weakly, as if the words did not match, and fainted at any time.

Givendeau's head started to swell.

Ji Wende was originally the deputy leader of the Alliance of War Stars, a lifelong old sailor who stroked and crawled on a crystal stone warship. In the "Fairy Rebellion" a few years ago, he was also involved in repression, mastering a severely damaged light warship, breaking three crystal stone warships in a row, and holding back the original name of the former "Fantasy" for a while, creating favourable conditions for Li Yao and others to raid.

After the establishment of the original fleet, after selecting geniuses and famous gates from all the stars of the planetary world, the entire elite of the planetary world gathered together in a one-size-fits-all attitude in the selection of instructors.

Being able to become the Deputy General Instructor for the actual training of the original fleet, Givender is naturally the leader of the Brothers of the Stars.

However, this 180-year-old Golden Danger also had some headaches when faced with the mystery of a millennium like the White Mouse.

“One hundred and twenty-two scholars who chased and beat you have all taken control, waiting for them will be the harshest punishment! ”

After a half-day of pondering, Ki Wende said, “This is the most serious collective discipline violation of the former fleet since its inception. What do these guys think of the former fleet as, and who do they think they are? Street bastards? ”

“You are going to be the best warriors in the entire planetary world, to fight the Real Human Empire in a hundred years! ”

“You did a great job on this, all the CCTV eyes didn't shoot you back, even if you were surrounded by hundreds of people, you didn't move a finger, maintain maximum restraint and invisibility, which is an example among the soldiers! ”

“However, it has been reported that you are involved in the 'Ten Winners' gamble...”

“Report to the General Instructor! ”

White mice struggled to sit up from their beds, their swollen faces filled with sincere light, “First of all, they were false accusations, the famous disciples of the real people's families, self-proclaimed elites, despised scholars of my grassroots origin, but stronger than them in all training subjects, so hatred, gathered together to teach me! If you can't teach me a lesson, I'm here to falsely accuse you! ”

“Do they have any real proof besides witnesses? Do you have any pictures? Any surveillance? Do you have my fingerprints on the dice? Even if there is, I will be punished! ”

“Of course not. ”

Kevin De Cold said, "No one else knows. I don't know what you're capable of. No more bad water will leave a trace. ”

The white mouse grinned and pretended not to hear the phrase, stretching out his second finger: “Second, even if you take 10,000 steps back, suppose, this is a hypothesis, I really participated in the 'Ten Fang Big Victory' gamble, then you should catch the current one! What's wrong with making a small report in the back? Is this betrayal of our comrades worth the name of our fleet? ”

“Today they can betray their comrades because of some personal grudges! Tomorrow, if the real human empire were so powerful, wouldn't they have blinked their eyes and become traitors and betrayed the entire planetary realm? ”

“Therefore, number 23333, Private White Star Sword, makes a strict recommendation to the General Instructor that you must control the use of these random traitors and never promote them to key positions in the future! ”

“All right!”

Ji Wende laughed and waved, “Bai, I don't have time to bullshit you, don't pretend to be too sick! We know what's going on! What do you mean, you're on vacation one day, you always have to get in trouble? This is a huge mess, more than 20 instructors came together to tell me how to protect you! ”

“Uncle Ji, I am unjust! ”

The white mouse's face was full of sadness. “At first, you recruited me into the original fleet. How was my character, Uncle Ji didn't know? ”

“I know, I know too well! ”

Kevin De stared at him.

Original fleet is the future of the planetary world, the news spread, naturally attracted numerous practicing geniuses and world disciples to sign up, the selection criteria were strict to the extreme.

Even talented teenagers who are from the realtor's family, who have awakened their spiritual roots and possess ancestral mysteries, may be brushed down, such as white mice, who are from grassroots, and whose appearance does not stand a chance at all.

In fact, that's true, the kid was brushed off the first time he signed up without mercy.

One day, Ji Wende was in Heavenly City, but he ran into a street fight, a skinny teenager, in order to stop the five big three rough strong pickpockets, surrounded by strong men, beat his head to bloodshed, all scaled.

However painfully beaten, even a few bones were smashed, the teenager still bit the teeth, stood up one at a time, even waving a small fist, pounding at each other, and persisted until the police came.

Witnessing the whole process, Ji Wende was greatly surprised. He personally took the teenager to the hospital and chatted along the way to find out that the teenager had come to sign up for the original fleet, but was brushed down. He was unwilling to work on the side of the Holy City, while looking for a refinery to study, and waited for the next year to continue to sign up.

“Even if I die, I will die in the fleet of the Plains! ”

The stubborn teenager said so.

The rest of the story is simple.

Kevin De is patient, took the time to test it, and found that the teenager, although of general physical quality, had a natural affinity for the Crystal Warship. How can I say that, like... he was reincarnated into a Crystal Warship!

Never before has Kiwende seen a man with such a stake in the Crystal Warship. Not only did the teenager speak clearly about the suction index of the various Crystal Warships in the star world like several jewels, but he could feel very precisely the subtle performance difference of each Crystal Warship with a touch.

As a result, Ki Wende personally shot the board and recruited Junior Specialists into the original fleet.

Nor did he know whether it was the most correct decision of his life or the biggest mistake.

Anyway, he soon found out that he had fallen for it - just the white mouse, the kid was raped and slippery, and his heart was so hot, don't say four or five puppet guys, even if 40 or 50 jumped together, it shouldn't be the white mouse who ended up lying on the ground!