Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“La-la-la-la! ”

The water keeps ringing.

White Star sword immersed the whole face in ice water, rubbing a slightly obscene ugly face, for five minutes, like rubbing off a disguised housing, revealing itself.

“Hoo--”

Take a long sigh of relief, smile at the ugly man in the mirror, the long fingers gently rubbing wrinkled federal uniform, no more half hesitation, “La” sound, pull the General's clothes off hard raw, then take out an ancient small leather case from the Qian Kun ring, “Ba Ba” twice bounced off the copper button, take out the robe that belongs exclusively to him.

“Universe, I'm back! ”

The White Star sword was dressed in a robe, and it was as brilliant as a sword that had been polished for a hundred years, walking toward the bridge.

When he appeared in an entirely new position before all the crew, even the most naughty, daring old bandits took a breath of air and couldn't believe their eyes.

The white sword of the moment, with a floral green breathable silk shirt on its upper body and a wind swaying coconut tree and layered waves, is tropical.

The lower body is a loose pair of beach pants, red to purple.

Wearing a golden wide grass cap with a dark red crystal sunglasses on the nose beam and a coconut and mango mixed juice, the juice is a little fucking parasol made of toothpicks!

The commander of the Great White Fleet carried the comprehensive fruit juice of Ryojinjinjinjinjin, tapped on the flip flop and swung into the bridge without a soul.

“ …… ”

All young crew members under the age of one hundred are staring at each other like thunderbolts.

The old star thieves, one or two hundred years old, who had stormed the bloody sea of Spider's Nest, were so excited that they could not breathe, they had to cheer.

Hundreds of complex eyes cast onto the White Star Sword, and the White Star Sword bounced off the crystal lenses of the sunglasses, one end at a time. He carefully picked them out over decades and was best qualified to join him in scolding the brothers of the Star Sea.

Some of these people, struggling to survive decades of prison, seem to have long faded in ferocity and anger.

Or the descendants of the ancient Star Thieves, when the Spider's Nest was broken, they were only three or five years old and knew the age of ignorance. Apart from the blood of the Star Thieves flowing in the deepest veins of blood, they grew up in the New Federation era as children and lived a life that had nothing to do with Star Thieves.

Just a few days ago, they didn't seem to be much different from the rest of the Federation, they were little, individualless screws on a huge state machine, at best within the limits of what military law could tolerate, just a little trick.

But now they're like wolves trapped in dogs from a young age, hearing a wolf howling from afar.

That wild call made them no longer able to contain the deepest forces of the bloodstream, to cool the heart that was about to explode, and to sing the most savage war song with the head wolf!

“Brothers…”

The White Star sword raised the glass high to his pack of wolves, “We, or our fathers, were once the evilest star thieves on Spider's Nest; the most despicable, hateful, hateful, hateful and fearful scum; slaves to our own desires and destiny; and the wretches who were pushed into the bloody slaughterhouse by all forces, forced to struggle!

“But those of us who are deeply guilty have been severely sanctioned by federal national law and have suffered for decades in a dark alien prison, excavating enough ore to pile up mountains to atone for their crimes.

“And in yesterday's fierce battle, we had countless brothers, fearless and desperate to save the entire Federation in a sense!

“Enough, in both legal and moral terms, we owe everything to the former Astronauts and the Federation of Stars and Glows today, and we all repay it with interest! From this moment on, we can be completely free from the shadows of the past, we are absolutely free, no more nations can make us sacrifice, no more destiny can bind us, no more power can stop us! ”

All the grandchildren of the ancient Star Thieves and Star Thieves held their breath, withstood the acidity in their nostrils, died tightening their fists, and listened quietly to the roar of the head wolf.

“Freedom - this is what we're going to give the word 'star thief' a whole new meaning!

“The star thieves of the past are nothing more than a bunch of hide-and-tail, bully weak, hog-dog people. Even though they are the ‘King of Star Thieves’ and ‘Premium of Star Thieves’, they are just the heads of a bunch of scum.

“But in the new age of the great universe, a new kind of star thief can be born, and that's us!

“Even the culprits of the ‘Great Dark Ages’ of the past, and the demonic tribes with no rivalries, can turn their heads and accept the cheers of the world. Why can't the star thieves control the fastest ships in the universe, manipulate the most powerful crystal magnets, drink the hottest wine, wave the sharpest chainsaw sword and hot melting knife, and become the freest people in the whole star sea? ”

“Look! ”

The fingers of the White Star Sword are like a dozen metres in diameter super-heavy guns, poking deep into the stars, "That's our way, that's where we're going to fight a painful place!

“In the center of the star ocean, the two biggest giants of all time, the Real Human Empire and the Covenant Alliance, are colliding hard and burning for a thousand years. Naturally, we are the star thieves, the best playground!

“There are countless fragmented starship wreckages for us to collect and upgrade; there are countless panicked armies to defraud and deceive; there are tens of thousands of resources to defend against the Great Battle of Sores; the planet can be robbed with fire; and there is a better chance to infiltrate the most important armory of the Empire and the Alliance, arming all our brothers to the back teeth! ”

“Don't you want to see the flower world in the middle of the star sea?

“Don't you want to see the legendary, mysterious, strange alien stars?

“Don't you want to see how exciting it really is when tens of thousands of the most powerful starships in the universe, a million extinguishing guns, are simultaneously sounding?

“Don't you want to find the ruins of the mighty ‘emperor' and ‘blood god son' of humanity 10,000 years ago, get their gods, even take their armor off, and see for yourselves how they rot and stink?

“Don't you want all the high empires and ruthless saints to know your name and shake like a great enemy when you hear the word 'star thief'? ”

“Does the White Star Sword," if it is more than one weight, end up completely devouring the entire sky's giant waves and smashing them hard on the heart of every crew member?

Their deeply depressed eyes gave off the glow of hunger, and deep down their throats came the swallowing of "snoring", as if one of the finest pieces of fat had been severely torn from the Empire or the Alliance, eating sea plugs and swallowing them desperately.

“Yes, yes! ”

“We want to, damn it! ”

“What's the point of a little noise by the star sea? Since we are star thieves, if we want to do it, we will die on the most precious treasures of the Empire and the Alliance! ”

The wolves roared.

“In that case, what are we waiting for? Let's go. ”

White Star Sword grinned, “The stars are the home of the man. Look at how brilliant the stars in the center of the star sea are. Come with me and grab the light of these stars. We are the most powerful star thieves of the 3,000 great worlds! ”

There was a glorious glow on the bridge and a mysterious ripple emerged under the influence of too illusory a realm.

The surrounding cabin walls and facilities seemed to disappear, as if they were floating directly into the universe, surrounded by deep and beautiful stars.

Many officers and soldiers of yesterday's Second Deep Space Fleet, "The Great White Fleet," regained the nascent star thieves, deeply shocked by the starlight, can no longer suppress the century-old ambition, desire and pride of the dust seal, shouting like a spherical lightning bolt, uncontrollably spreading claw teeth all over the cabin.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow ”

“Robbing empires, robbing alliances, even when encountered with extraterrestrial celestial demons, robbing them of their panties. We are the most powerful, freest star thieves in the entire universe! ”

“The stars, our fate, even if we die, I will die on the brightest star! ”

“Long live freedom, long live the star thief, long live the commander, long live the commander! ”

It's like thousands of streams converging into the sea, and all the voices converging in the end: “Hail Commander! Long live Commander! Long live Commander! ”

The White Star Sword ran out of energy and pressed its arms hard for half a day before suppressing this fanatical wolf howl.

“Brothers, since today is a good day for us to change bones and reborn, we should change our names slightly. ”

He laughed. “We are no longer affiliated with the Confederate Army or any star sea power. I am no longer a ‘commander’ or ‘white commander’. Of course, not to call me a 'white commander’ or any other soft name. You can call me...”

He beautifully sipped the chilled fruit juice and let that long-overdue sweetness spin in his throat for a long time. After absorbing all the sweetness, he swallowed it. This slowed down the sleigh, word for word, "You can call me - Boss Bai! ”

“Squeak! ”

Oversized grass cap, suddenly opened a small door, a crystal stone and a mechanically assembled white mouse drilled out, lying on top of Boss White's head and staring at the crowd.

“Go ahead, Grand White Star Bandits. ”

Boss Bai drank all the frozen juice, hiccups in comfort and patted his belly trail, "Towards the brightest part of the stars! ”

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Talk to everyone.

Today is a commemorative day on the road to the creation of "Forty Thousand Years of Fixing". Congratulations to our bookmate "Cloud Mist Convergence and a Cigarette” for becoming the first “Silver Alliance” in this book. With your support, our bookmate camp is like the Star Glow Federation. It's getting stronger and stronger, and we're on the rise. The old cow really feels a little... shameful, I don't know how to thank you!

Also, I played with the writer's assistant today and counted 16 years of code word data, 16 years old cow total code word 366 days, 3417348 words, average 9337 words per day, just three chapters.

Honestly, I'm tired! Who hasn't had a headache, a fever, a depletion of inspiration, an overturning of sleepless nights? Even if you're all right, you can't protect the whole family. Before that, the old cow would never have thought he'd be able to do a whole year of miracles three times a day.

But, you like it? To be honest, it's so cool! The old cow seemed to have 10,000 crystal clear worlds floating in his head. The old cow only wanted to do everything he could to pull them out and dedicate them to you, so that everyone could swim inside. Everyone was addicted, and the old cow was happy to forget all the pain.

At the beginning of 15 years, 16 years of insistence, it's not easy to walk all the way to today, but since all the brothers and sisters support this, what other reason do we have in 2017, like Boss Bai, to make a big fight?