Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

White deer are ready to be ridiculed, scolded and even eaten by the Golden Tooth boss.

Anyone who knows the silence of the Golden Tooth boss answers his question.

“Ever. ”

Wilderness Master said, "There was. ”

“Well...”

If the white deer can't talk anymore, they know they shouldn't keep asking.

“She's the best looking girl on all the farms, a hundred times better than old John's wife, she sings lots and lots of songs, and when she sings, her hair shines like the brightest sunshine. ”

Old Goldtooth Avenue, "She is also a good worker, she can do anything on the farm, she has always wanted to own her own winery, not big and not famous, even the winemaking workshop, as long as it is her own.

“We've saved a lot of money, and the winery is watching, and as soon as I complete the 'catch Yuri’ mission, I can leave the army and start a new life - farewell night, she tells me she's pregnant, and when I get back, everything will be different.

“But, uh, the next thing you know, I became... like this. ”

The Golden Tooth boss forks his index finger and middle finger, pointing to his own eyes of two orangutans.

“I'm sorry. ”

White deer bow their heads.

“No, even if I hadn't been captured by Yuri, the result would have been a nuclear war, our winery would have been razed to the ground, and even worse. ”

Boss Goldtooth whispered, "At least now I'm alive. ”

“What about them? ”

The white deer came out of his mouth and regretted everything.

“I don't know. ”

Boss Goldtooth shook his head slowly, "I shut down Camp X in Yuri for 10 years and struggled in the junk for another 10 years. Back here, the old farm and wilderness had long turned into rolling yellow sand, everything familiar was gone, my wife and... child, who knows? ”

“Don't worry.”

White deer don't know how to comfort people, some clumsy, “The Giants have their own talent, they must still be alive, you can definitely find them. ”

“Alive, huh, alive. ”

Goldtooth Avenue, "So you're stupid, kid, and you're ‘alive' in this wasteland. Do you really think it's better to live like this than to die?

“I don't want them to live, I want them to be dead, to melt completely in ignorant sleep at the moment of the nuclear war - the happiest result. ”

“Perhaps they fled to the underground in time and lived in an underground city without fear? ”

Bai Xiaokou said in a dry tongue, "You are an elite SEAL commando, a martyr who died on a dangerous mission to your country, should your family always be honored? ”

As it turns out, Goldtooth choked the wine out of his nostrils.

“Hahahahahaha, sacrifice, hahahahaha, martyr, hahahahaha, honor! ”

He dumped the bottle, stared at the white deer, and the red flame at his bottom turned into an extremely dangerous flame, "Kid, didn't you hear what I just said? For years, I was brainwashed by Yuri, turned into his claw teeth and killing machine, and helped him on his dirtiest and bloodiest mission! So, in" above "eyes, I am not a self-sacrificing martyr, but a despicable ‘traitor', the most dangerous‘ transgressor ’, how can I give my family half a favour?

“Not to mention, hum, hum, hum, even if it is the family of the victim, without special circumstances, do not enter the underground city to become an underground tribe. ”

“Why?”

The white deer wondered, "It's not fair! ”

“Fair?”

Boss Goldtooth sneered, "With the war getting bigger and bigger, the casualties in the warring countries are counted as' tens of millions', and how many families are there? So much space in the underground city, so much resources, so much for the families of the victims. What about those people? ”

"'Where and who?" said the white deer. ”

Boss Goldtooth shouted: “Those on Wall Street, 1% of them, those waving flags, suits, leather shoes, people with a sense of beauty, people sitting comfortably in their offices, blowing air conditioners, people operating computers, people with mouths full of 'fatherland' and ‘sacrifice'! ”

White Deer doesn't know what to say. He's not a very chatty person.

“Forget about me. ”

Boss Goldtooth waved a little blankly, "What about you, kid, besides sharing a body with your brother, what other relatives do you have, your parents? ”

“I also have a twin sister, she's normal. I mean, she's separated from us, but her legs aren't good right now, as for her parents...”

The white deer shouldn't have said it, but he hesitated, and he said, "Our mother died a long time ago, just like so many women in the wilderness, and as for our father, we, we don't have a father. ”

“You don't know who the father is? ”

Goldtooth laughed, “It's okay, it's normal. Eighty-nine out of ten kids in the wilderness don't even know who their father is. ”

“No, it's not. ”

The white deer shook his head, "We either ‘don't know who the father is' or ‘no father’, at least that's what the mother said when she was alive. ”

“What do you mean? ”

Goldtooth wondered, "What do you mean, no father?" ”

“In the vicinity of our populated village, a strange meteorite fell a long time ago, and the plants near the meteorite grew very lush and often appeared many strange, unknown little animals. ”

Bai Xiaolu said, "Once my mother accidentally went deep into the 'meteorite jungle', it seemed like she was still sleeping under the meteorite, and when she came back... she had us. ”

“Ha!”

Boss Goldtooth couldn't help laughing.

“We also find it absurd not to know why mothers make up such lies. ”

The white deer blushed, “It's very common in the wilderness —— people are born like animals, die like animals, breed like animals, and 89 out of 10 children don't know who the father is, what's the difference? At least, there must be a father. I really don't understand why mothers lie like that, it's not a shame.

“My sister and I have asked our mother repeatedly - it doesn't matter who it is, who it is we can all accept, even if she doesn't remember, at least telling us that we have a father, and we are satisfied.

“But Mother insisted that without such a person, she only became pregnant after touching the meteorite, saying that all three of our brothers and sisters were ‘meteorite sons', really, alas, she had been a little crazy since then and died soon after.

“You know, boss, there was a time when I hated my mother very much, hated what she said, and why did she have to cheat us with such ridiculous jokes? Why do we have to say we don't have a father?

“If we have a father, even if we don't know who he is, we can all think about it. He could be an unbeatable hero, he could be a rogue but very powerful villain, an evil king of terror, a traveler through the waves, or a handsome underground, it's all good, right, it's all good.

“But, son of a meteorite? A broken rock from the sky! This joke is not funny! ”

“It's not funny. ”

Goldtooth Avenue, "But don't hate your mother, maybe she has a hard time. ”

“Of course, we don't hate her anymore, just feel sorry for her. ”

The white deer sighed, "Anyway, in the wilderness, we have nothing, even without a ‘father', it doesn't matter. ”

Speaking of which, the two silenced again, not knowing what to say.

Perhaps coincidentally, their eyes simultaneously cast into the center of the carpet, "Strong Hands" played by old John and his son.

My eyes are sticky and I can't get away with it for long.

“Kid, if one day you find your own father. ”

Goldtooth Avenue, "What do you want to talk to him about and do? ”

“I don't know, do you? ”

The white deer shook his head, "What would you say and do if you found your child? ”

“I don't know. I never thought about it. They'd be dead by now. ”

Boss Goldtooth finally retracted his gaze and breathed a cloud, unable to wave, "It's time for you to rest, I should rest well. ”

“… good. ”

Bai Xiao moved his footsteps hard, moving every inch to the door, grabbed the frame and stood for a long time, suddenly turning back, trembling, “Boss, is" Strong Chess "fun? ”

“… maybe. ”

Boss Goldtooth sat up and looked at the white deer, "Maybe it's fun. ”

“Well, can you teach me how to play? ”

The white deer felt like they were about to cry.

He thought the Old Golden Tooth Congress would refuse, at least hesitate.

I didn't expect the Golden Tooth boss's lines to soften up.

“Come here, kid. ”

Boss Goldtooth waves, smiles, knocks around the carpet, "Sit down, I'll teach you to play. ”

……

They played "Strong Chess" for a long time.

I promised to play only one plate, but I ended up playing one plate after another. I think "Strong Chess" is really fun.

“This is the Opportunity Card. This is the Public Fund Card. You have to smoke the card when you get to this question mark. Understand? ”

“Ha, I own a water plant and a railroad company, you're dead, kid! ”

“So you can double the rent by buying all three tonal plots, right, boss? So you'll pay me, won't you, boss? ”

“Hey, hey, jailbreak card! ”

“What, what, and income tax? There's something else! ”

“I won, it won me again, didn't it, boss? Ha-ha-ha, boss? ”

They played one game after another, two pieces roaming and wandering in the “streets” that had long been ruined, they owned and lost again and again, the white deer fully committed themselves, forgetting that they were in purgatory deep in the desert.

“Again, again! ”

The boy was blushing, waving toy bills and the deed, exclaiming excitedly, "I will beat you this time! ”

This time, the Goldtooth boss broke his five fingers, closed his chess and dice, and shook his head at the boy.

“Enough, kid, it's over. ”

The Goldtooth boss smiled and sounded dull.

The white deer stunned, the smile on his face and the red faint gradually solidified, stiff and dissipated.

“Can't we play another game? Just one round! ”

Boy begs, he wants to cry again.

“One more round, and it's over. ”

Boss Goldtooth opened his palms and let the pieces and dice roll in his palms, colliding, mumbling, “It's all over, you listen, the music's over. ”

The song "Reproduced Yesterday" stopped sometime. In the little living room, there was only a boy who couldn't help but cry.