Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao suddenly realized, he said, although the underground wildlings are lively, after all, their minds are not open, they are not necessarily the best warriors.

If there is a great deal of worry, I think there must be no shortage of these wildlings, how can we split up an idle soldier to search for wildlings at such a critical juncture?

It turns out to get wildlings' blood, or pure genes, to unlock a weapon that's been dormant for thousands of years. That makes sense!

As a powerful pharmacopoeia shook out its dazzling glow, countless hours of milk and stalagmites were blown to pieces, immersing the entire cave in a massive slaughterhouse.

Countless wildlings emerge in the darkness - these are undoubtedly more attractive than anything else in the world for wildlings who have extinguished the vast majority of reason and merely retained their instincts to kill!

Oddly enough, even if the hearts are thirsty, these savages, including the worry-free, do not have much pleasure in their faces, and they are all as calm as the ancient wells, like a machine implanted with killing instructions.

Li Yao can't say which scene is more horrible - whether it is a fierce, evil, and vicious wildlings with a rich expression on his face; or now, though it is forbidden, it is like walking a corpse, empty of a human shell.

Countless thoughts turned around in my head, somehow, the ghost suddenly made God poorly think of Lei Zongli, the champion of boxing, the mechanically powerful man he met on top of Wuying World, Sin Tu Paradise!

The boxing champion is not a human being, but can perfectly simulate human emotion and even self-consciousness with highly developed databases and optimized screening mechanisms, often forgetting its steel bones, but treating it as a human being with flesh and blood.

In front of these people, they are all human beings, but they strive to abandon their flesh and their spirits and become cold machines.

Is there a difference between machines that want to be human, people that want to be mechanical, what is mechanical, what is human, people that are nothing more than machines made up of countless cells, and machines made of steel? If mechanical civilization does exist, does human civilization differ from it?

“Brother Yao...”

Li Jialing couldn't help but approach Li Yao voluntarily, rubbing the goose bump on his arm, whispering, "These guys make people feel so weird, like a desperate saint alliance, I'd rather face the fierce and vicious fairy fixer than face these cold ice monsters without emotion and humanity! ”

Been with Li Yao for a long time. Although he didn't say anything, Li Jialing increasingly refused to think of himself as a fairy practitioner, at least not a pure fairy practitioner.

Li Yao is silent.

Until he was angry with Dragon Yang, he had no desire for these cold, mechanical and puppet-like guys, no favor at all, only 100% aversion and vigilance.

But now...

Li Yao sighed softly: “Without a fierce and evil fairy fixer, how can you cut off a desperate saint? ”

“What?”

Li Jialing exclaimed, “Brother Yao, what are you talking about? ”

“Nothing.”

Li Yao clenched his fist and his expression became even colder, but his pure black eyes lit two clusters of stubborn fire, as if to use Mars to blow up the frozen souls of all the wildlings and the worry-free.

He stared at them for a long time, one word at a time, "Let's get back up there and see what changes we can make to this ridiculous world! ”

……

District 10084.

When Li Yao, Li Jialing, Longyang Jun and the worry-free came back here with a large number of "convert avenues”, the town looked completely different from when they went down, and it smelled like a good soldier.

District 10084 is one of the best towns for worry-free development, with half of the population being worry-free and the rest being sympathizers and supporters of worry-free religion.

This worry-free decision to riot was intolerable, overthrowing the domination of the “Black Iron Group" for hundreds of miles, and the 10084 districts naturally all set out.

By the time they returned, Li Yao, the entire town had been covered in a pale golden smoke and the air was full of aromas of oil, which the townspeople were slaughtering rock worms and roasting meat jerky as military food.

As for the red lizards, they are the best “horses of war”, which can be used to arm the townspeople into “underground cavalry" who are comfortable moving around at 360 degrees inside the mine, slightly compensating for the lack of power.

Within a huge hollow pillar, countless young and strong fish emerged, sitting on their knees like cold stone sculptures, staring at the dim and illusory light above their heads, solemnly looking at them, reading words in their mouths, but entering a "psychic” state, not knowing whether it was daily brainwashing or pre-war mobilization.

Mobilization before the war was supposed to be the most generous and bloody moment, but the gloom and death that surrounded the town and beyond was unspeakable, causing Li Yao to create illusions in the trance, and thought that this was a time when countless battle puppets were being activated.

Even the children were frightened by a heavy and dull atmosphere, afraid to laugh and sing anymore, but hid somewhere.

This scene made Li Yao feel heavy and thoughtful.

He wanted to help these hopeless people, so he had no faith in the world, including his own people, and had no idea where to start.

It's like being locked in an iron house with no windows and doors and no ventilation, and lighting a flame of bears outside the iron house without a glimmer of hope of breaking it.

Perhaps Longyang is right, the battle after coming to the center of the star sea is completely different from the battle he fought by the star sea.

This time, it is not a specific enemy, not the four electorate emperors, not the Oriental view, not the Lei Chenghu, not the Longyang King, not the Li Linghai, not even the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi, but the whole world, the whole upside down black and white, distorted deformation, ridiculous world!

Can he still win this time?

Or is he lucky enough to get help from most people?

Although he spoke to Li Jialing very chopped off the iron, when he returned to Shizhu, who healed his wounds, Li Yao was very rarely a little confused when he was alone.

“Dinner, VIP. ”

Just when Li Yao was upset and somewhat helpless, there was a very regular knock outside the door.

The young girl who had served them meals earlier reappeared, still looked cold, grinning, rejecting the appearance a thousand miles away, first shallow a gift, then put a tray of food in front of Li Yao, like a well-designed machine.

However, the frost between her eyebrows was a little looser than it was yesterday.

Maybe Li Yao didn't bother to fix the air circulation system so she could feel Li Yao's difference?

Li Yaoxin had something to do with it, and didn't care about the girl's rare change. She just said "thank you” and thought about her plans for the next step.

How dare the young woman not leave after half a day, but stand silently before him?

“Something wrong? ”

Li Yao looked up and curiously measured the teenage girl, but saw that the wide hood was covering up, and it was a silent expression - which was much more lively than a cold, icy machine.

Looks like this young girl hasn't joined Anxiety Religion for long. She doesn't have the ability to completely wash away emotions and express them. Li Yaoxin is a little loose. "Don't be afraid, let's talk about something. Is there another treasure that needs repair? Or do you want to learn how to repair an air cycle system? That's all right! ”

“No.”

The girl hesitated for a long time, still took off her hood, and by the way, took off her frosty mask. She glanced at Li Yao with bright black eyes. She asked courageously, "I just wanted to ask, did the VIP come from a very high ground? ”

Li Yao smiled: "Yes, I do come from the ground, more precisely from a higher star than the ground. My name is Li Yao, what's your name? ”

He's supposed to have a fake name.

But somehow, in the face of this underground girl who took the initiative to remove the cold mask, he doesn't want to wrap too many disguises. Let his real name be his real name. Even if he was found by Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi, he really gave his life for a fight. Even if he died, he would drag Wu Yingqi to bury him!

“I'm Ice Ice.” Girl's Way.

The underground world is very hot, the temperature is above 50 and 60 degrees, ice condensed from a cooler array is a necessity for survival, so many underground people's names carry the word "ice”. In many underground dialects, “ice” has a peaceful and auspicious meaning, and "ice” is a fairly common underground name.

Ice and ice was somewhat anxious to finish, peeking at Li Yao's divine colour, not angry to see the big man from the ground, but with a smile to encourage her to continue, which twisted the corner: “Since the VIP is from the ground, you must have seen the real sun? People say that the sun shines brighter than 10,000 flamingos come together. Is that true? I can't imagine the sun at all. ”

“Naturally that's true. ”

Li Yao couldn't help but laugh, “More than 10,000 flame flowers. At the height of the sun, it was even more radiant and brilliant than a million flame flowers blooming at the same time. I can't describe how beautiful that is - but I believe that one day you will have the chance to go to the ground and see the sun with your own eyes and see the blue sky and white clouds and billions of stars! ”

“Well...”

Ice bit his lips and bowed deeply to Li Yao. "Thank you, VIP. ”

She called it "thank you," but her footsteps remained static and her expression became more and more confusing, as if she didn't know whether to continue asking.

“No. ”

Li Yao is such a person. Even Xiao Xuanzhi, Baixing River and Lu's drunken stream did not necessarily fool him. Naturally, a little girl's mind could not conceal his eyes, “Ice ice, what you really want to ask is not the sun on the ground, but something else, right? If so, don't worry. Ask. I'll tell you if my brother knows. ”

“Thank you... Brother Li Yao. ”

Ice Ice was encouraged by Li Yao, dared to score another three points, finally appeared worried haze on his face, threw out the worrying problem, “worry-free teaching to go to war on top soon, I heard it was a real war, unlike our usual defense of wildlings little fight, my parents are going to fight to kill the enemy, Brother Li Yao, since you must have been from the ground, must you have experienced a real war? What does it look like? Will we win? My mom and dad, are you okay? ”