Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The vast stars, sparkling brilliance, converge into a sparkling flood, expanding in all directions to the dark universe, accompanied by a war of conquest to destroy the decaying and destructive forces, gradually forming a star map of the realm of today's true human empire.

This is the central lobby of the National Museum, on the dome, on the western side of the Imperial Palace, a scene of constant fluctuations and circulation.

With his hands behind his back, Li Yao stood directly in the middle of the National Museum, his eyes gradually sliding from the pioneering map of the imperial frontier to the front.

Just ahead is a black throne set with a golden dragon pattern, no one above the throne, but a black crystalline armor sits on the daima golden knife, poking out the collision angle of the fork around, like a steel jungle, unspeakable brutality and hegemony.

It is said that it was the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi who used to scold the wind clouds and crush the stars' armaments.

Admiring this black crystalline armor up close, Li Yao's feeling of "Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi's coffin plate is almost out of reach" again.

Empire Queen Li Linghai ventured back to Emperor Du, naturally has the overall plan, will never suddenly return to the palace to die.

Millions of Royal Forest Army, Miscellaneous General and disabled veterans inside and outside the Imperial Palace, as well as countless indignant people, are the safest places for emperors at this moment.

She stayed here under the pretext of leaving behind many wronged officers and soldiers.

Ironically, she used the National Museum as a temporary base camp, transforming the office space of the top two floors of staff into her own secret conference room and command centre.

Li Yao is nominally the close guardian of Li Linghai, but he knows that Li Linghai inherited the Emperor's inheritance, and possesses the legendary "divine power of heaven”, his fighting power far overrides him, and he doesn't need his protection at all.

In addition to occasional acting in front of people, Li Yao enjoyed walking around the National Museum of the Real Human Empire in a few days, gaining a deeper understanding of the history of the Real Human Empire, and even being able to observe the many relics of Black Star Emperor Wuyingqi at a nearest distance.

Naturally, before he dived alone into the Real Human Empire, he never dreamed of it.

Li Yao couldn't help but immediately convey his fantastic experiences back to Xingyao Federation to surprise Ding Bell and Golden Heart Moon.

Unfortunately, since the "City of Sky, Manju Shahua” was blown up by him, he has been with Li Linghai, Lei Chenghu and hundreds of immortals. He really can't get away to find a hidden and unmanned place, build his own ultra remote communication base station, and never have a chance to contact his hometown.

You can only continue to compress the full belly laugh and wait for it to be released later.

Picking up the steps, he came to the third floor of the National Museum, facing the window of the Imperial Mausoleum, but saw Li Jialing looking at the distant row of people worshipping the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi.

“You've been staring at these people for days. ”

Li Yao walked over and said, "If you still have a thoughtful look all day, why, what are you thinking? ”

“Nothing.”

Li Jialing shook his head, silenced for a while, and couldn't help it. “I just think that these people are both pathetic and pathetic, and in any case they are being used, as if I had been used ever since I was born. ”

"I don't know if Her Majesty is using these people," said Li Yao slightly. "But for me, I sincerely want to help these people get what they deserve, be it combat, dignity, or just the right to survive.

“Such practices, which may be radical and extreme and may even pose extreme risks, are no longer viable, and this is the only and final opportunity. ”

Li Jialing looked at Li Yao with some surprise: "They are immortals. ”

“Yeah, they're fairy fixers. ”

Li Yao sighed, “The immortals are naturally the greatest enemies of the immortals, and these ‘Miscellaneous General, Optical Bar Commander’ are not good men and women who eat fast Buddha. Many people in their homes are bullies, usurpers, heinous culprits, and even bloody executioners who suppress popular resistance.

“But no matter how many dozens of heinous crimes they have committed, at least they have been successful in resisting the invasion of the Alliance and defending human civilization.

“Whatever the motive for their participation in the 'Empire Fight Back', even if it is solely for personal merit, at least objectively, without the massacre and sacrifice of these immortals, perhaps the stars have long been occupied by the puppets of the Alliance, and even enough resources and energy have been collected to revive thousands of ancient nations - that would be the ultimate and irreversible disaster of human civilization.

“Credit cannot offset sin, nor should sin conceal credit. These people are both criminals and meritocrats, and I would like to see these fairy fixers stand on the bench to receive the punishment they deserve because of their past sins, and even personally punish them with a clear and righteous sentence, but I would never like to see them kicked open and die in silence, like dogs, in the depths of poor streets and alleys, after all that they have done for human civilization.

“Can you imagine the difference between the two? ”

Li Jialing thought seriously for a moment and nodded.

“Not to mention...”

"Even if these ‘Miscellaneous General' have all committed unforgivable crimes in the past, these disabled veterans, these low-order fairy fixers of the refinery and foundation period, can still be said… I mean not that they are not guilty, but that if they can change the soil, change the system, change the model of education, they will not necessarily be able to become real fixers.

“I can't kill all the fairy practitioners in the center of the star sea, but I really want to find a way to completely destroy the soil that breeds these fairy practitioners. ”

Li Yao's eyes crossed Li Jialing's shoulder and threw a platoon of ordinary Imperial veterans who had stepped on a straight foot to worship the giant statue of Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi. It felt really deep.

Li Yao himself came from the “disabled veterans" of Xingyao Federation. Whether he took the college entrance exam as a teenager or returned to the Federation to be defamed by the blood demons, he finally passed the ordeal with the selfless help of the veterans.

He has deep feelings for the army, for the veterans.

Although the Real Human Empire was an enemy nation, he could not hate those veterans who had sacrificed everything in their war against the Alliance and defending human civilization.

It is also a disabled veteran, the gap is really too great, what is going on in this country, Li Yao can't help but think.

“The family of the four electorate emperors was inevitably too stupid and greedy, as was Oriental's expectation of the Prime Minister. ”

Li Jialing couldn't believe it. “Don't they know that this is an act of ‘shaking the national capital’, to make a big mess? How can they not know how to solve it properly beforehand? This is outrageous! ”

“It can only be said that the real world is not a game, and it is not possible for those in power to push a button lightly and let everyone below follow orders 100% without discount, like machines. ”

"Even with the strength of Blackstar Emperor Wu Yingqi," said Li Yao. "Even if some of them were disobedient to Yin Feng Yang, lurking in their claw teeth and wanting to test them, did they eventually give rise to such a toxic tumor as that of the four large families? How can you control everyone down there if you have an Eastern view of the district?

“I believe that with Oriental vision, vision and wisdom, he must have known long ago the consequences of abolishing the Colonel and ignoring the disabled veterans, but the manpower is sometimes poor, and the people below have thoughts and ideas, and may have to pull hair on the disabled veterans' allowance geese with their hair down, so that they are corrupt, what can he do? ”

Li Jialing frowned: “Oriental gaze is called the 'Iron Blood Chancellor’. Can't even solve this little matter? If anyone even dares to corrupt the invalidity discharge allowance, just grab him and kill him! ”

“What if the corrupt is a senior-level, dysfunctional geek? ”

Li Yao asked, “If it is a Lijiahua God who is corrupt, can you kill all Lijiahua God? If it is an Orientalist's own deity that is corrupt, can Oriental hope to cut off his own hands and feet and kill his own deity? If we do not distinguish between the powerful family, the Oriental family or the other two, all the strong members of the four families have long formed diving rules. The crows are black, there is no one who is ungreedy. What can the Oriental look at? ”

Li Jialing stunned for half a day: “Why is it that none of these extremely powerful computational people have considered the consequences? Why are they so greedy and short-sighted? ”

“This has nothing to do with greed, stupidity, short-sightedness. Ultimately, it is an institutional problem, or deeper, a philosophy and a way of thinking, that is distorted from the root. ”

Li Yao said, "Just because the fixer holds the concept of 'weak flesh and strong, the winner is king’, the strong becomes winner, the winner can eat everything, the weak becomes the loser, the loser will lose everything.

“Therefore, any rational fairy practitioner has a very strong motive to do whatever it takes to plunder all resources and interests and to constantly strengthen himself.

“It is simply not possible to consider whether such pillaging is justified and legitimate and whether it will have catastrophic consequences in the long run.

“Because if we do not plunder wildly now, we will be weak and losers in the short term, losing everything in brutal internal competition, and what long-term and holistic interests will we talk about?

“The vast majority of rational, normal-minded fairy fixers, whenever they have the chance, will definitely 'goose over pluck their hair and corrupt' to improve their chances of survival, and any resources that get into their pockets are often extremely difficult to pull out - that's a matter of reducing their chances of survival, how can a normal person agree?

“Perhaps a thousand years ago, when the Real Human Empire was first born, there were some 'ideal, moral' fixers, the ‘pure fixers’ of Lei Chenghu, but in the long race for survival, these fixers were doomed to be eliminated - as if, without our presence, these battle-wrestling juniors and disabled veterans were doomed to be eliminated.

“The heroic sacrifice, the battle death of the immortals are all eliminated. Only the most selfish, shameless, daring, corrupt immortals can survive. After generations of ‘reverse screening’, what are the remaining immortals like?

“Today's real human empire is made up of hundreds of millions of such immortals. Under the appearance of bright light, the pus of rotten stench flows, the depravity of strange land departure and mass demonic dance is endless. Even if the top figures want to save their lives, there is no way to do it. Any top-down means of change will become an excuse for interest groups to further squeeze the bottom, worsening the situation in the lower strata of society - what is strange about all this? ”