Pocket Hunting Dimension

Nangong Jing heard that his old ancestors did not hesitate to reject him, and some lost glances.

Then Jinyao Saint sighed: "I knew you shouldn't have been taught to drink when you were little. ”

Luzawa: “???? ”

He looked up at Jinyao Saint with some unbelief.

You're the culprit!

That lovely little Nangong Lori turned into the current drunk, is that your pot??

Is this the descendant of the pit?

Jinyao Saint once again said: “You can't find a boyfriend like you now... you like to drink, you like to fight, and you are particularly lazy, alas..."

Saying, Jinyao Saint sighed somewhat melancholy.

His mood seemed a little distressed, one sip filled with the rest of the Jingo tea, a long exhale, and some lost sight of Nangong Jing:

“It seems that the old ancestors will not be able to hold my quiet child until I die. ”

Nangong listened to his ancestors' nagging with no expression. His face looked very thick and he was obviously used to it.

Lu Ze felt a little stomachache on one side.

He wanted to laugh a little, but was afraid to get beat up by a drunk.

Now he finally understands what this guy just told him on the ship.

Honestly, the life of Nangong Jing is still long, but obviously Jinyao Saint Jin's time is far away. Maybe he has survived since the time of Earth until now, so he will retain the idea of the elderly people of Earth's age?

After all, the name Nangong is also the name of the food empire. It is a tradition to have children and inherit children.

Nangong said with no expression: "Grandpa, you've been thinking too much, you're still early. ”

Jinyao Saint grinned and said: “It's not too early. After all, we old guys are not normally promoted Saints, we have almost 2,000 years to go. ”

Saying, he looked at Lu Ze on one side and said with a smile: "In the future, people will depend on you. ”

On one side, Nangong quietly said that his hands raised the cup stiff and a little sadness flashed in his eyes, then pretended to be okay to continue sipping the tea.

However, Lu Ze on one side heard the words of Jinyao Saint, but opened his eyes with some shock: “You, Jinyao Saint...”

Jinyao Saint smiled and waved: “Just call me Old Nangong. ”

Lu Ze sniffed, then smiled and said, “Master Nangong, are you mistaken? How can a galactic-grade strongman have such a short lifespan? ”

Jinyao Saint heard the words and laughed: “Hahaha, the normal galactic strength, life expectancy is actually calculated in 100,000 years, but we old guys are different. ”

When Lu Ze heard the words of Jinyao Saint, he turned to look at Nangong Jing, who was drinking tea without expression.

Then he opened his eyes slightly and remembered something.

Being a galactic strong requires a lot of resources.

In less than 2,000 years, human beings entered the universe, and the former ones were even weaker. It was not possible, by reason of reason, for human beings to emerge from galaxies.

But more than a millennium ago, galactic strength emerged.

It doesn't make sense.

He looked up and looked at Jinyao Saint's dry face: "Master Nangong, aren't you normally promoted? ”

Jinyao Saint smiled with a squint of his eyes and smiled gently. He nodded and looked up at the void, his eyes slightly distant.

“At that time, our people had just been attached to the Pokémon. People had just been rehabilitated, but after all, the Pokémon were not one of them and could not help us all the time. Our strength was still too weak. Without the race of the powerful galaxy, it was simply impossible to get a seat in this star. ”

Speaking of which, Jinyao Saint gave a slight pause and grinned: “At that time, we made a deal with the twelve most talented old men of our time and the Elves. ”

Lu Ze opened his eyes and said, "What deal? ”

Obviously, that's why they became saints.

Jinyao Saint laughed: “After all, the Elves are a large people, and they have the resources to forcibly upgrade us to galaxy levels in a short period of time, and we inject the life of the galaxy's strong into the Elves' life tree, leaving only 4,000 years. ”

“While this forcible boost drains the potential of several of our old men, it also gives us the capital to compete with other races. ”

His face flashed a little sharply: “For more than a thousand years, we defeated this frontier in the Civil War, and it was no loss. ”

Saying, his face was slightly flashed: “Unfortunately, there were only four of us left in the twelve old men of that time, and there was an old man Lin who was still breathing. ”

When it comes to old man Lin, Jin Yao Saint is a bit sullen.

The old man's phone shocked all the fish he was going to catch.

That old thing, it's been hundreds of years, and you don't want to see them, old guys?

Does that old thing really want to die alone?

He's gonna piss me off!

Lu Ze: "…”

Listen, Jin Yiu Saint said that some of Lu Ze couldn't speak.

They were the most promising fighters of the people. If they practiced on schedule, they'd be at least star level by now, right?

Even at the star level, life is much more than they are now.

What is more, their potential will run out and they will be incapacitated.

When this realm is reached, hope for progress is no longer visible, and that hurts the most.

But without these saints, people might still be a very weak race, right?

Though people are still not strong in the universe, or even in the Pokémon galaxy, they are absolutely strong in the Milky Way.

It's all up to them.

If it was him, he wouldn't be able to do it, would he?

The foreman planted the tree, and the later man rode the cold.

But how many more people would actually plant trees if it didn't do them any good?

What's more, is this an option that forsakes your future?

No wonder they become human saints.

Holy Hyun, not to say strong is enough, but to have great merit to the people.

Lu Ze exhaled, although he could not be so selfless as these saints.

But he also needs to be as strong as he can be in order to make good on these former people.

At the same time, Lu Ze once again felt the horror of the Pokémon clan and forcibly upgraded the strength of the twelve galaxies, obviously nothing too difficult for them.

If it was too difficult, they probably wouldn't do it either.

After all, they are not homogeneous and obviously have to consider their own race.

And they get paid, and it's just a deal.

Just as Lu Ze thought, Jin Yao Saint smiled and said: "Lu Ze, your talent is very high. We all see progress in this time. Whatever magic you possess, it doesn't matter. Importantly, in the future, you will all carry the backbone of the people. ”

Speaking, he patted Lu Ze's shoulder: “Your talent is better than quiet, even better. There is hope of reaching the galaxy level in the future. At that time, we may not be here anymore. At that time, the people can rely on you. ”

Lu Ze grinned: “Master Nangong joked, maybe you will have a chance in the future, of course, I am also a human race, I will not excuse myself. ”

Jinyao Saint nodded satisfactorily: “Good consciousness. ”

He smiled and looked at Lu Ze. “Look at your talent. You can look good. What do you say, why don't you watch it quietly with my house? My family is quiet, beautiful, talented, and my galactic ancestors, this is the finest white and rich beauty, I can't even find a good girl in a lantern! ”

Lu Ze: "…”

He has already felt the silent, murderous look of the South Palace on one side.

What can he say at this time?

How much is this old man worried about this drunk getting married?

But according to this guy's nature, it's really a little hard to get married.

He was laughing and wondering what the answer should be so as not to break Nangong's old man's heart. Nangong Jing on one side said helplessly: “old man, this kid is my student, don't go up and say this if you see a man?? ”

Her expression was somewhat lifeless, and it was clear that Jinyao Saint had become a recidivist.

But Nangong had nothing to do with him.

You can't sanction your ancestors with an iron fist, can you?

Jinyao Saint heard the rumor and sighed in a shadow: “Alas... before I die, I still want to see my lovely quiet wedding child, and I want to hug a lovely baby, if I can hug the baby again later... Otherwise I won't even die to meditate...”

Lu Ze: "…”

Nangong Jing: "…”

The two looked silently at some grudging Jinyao Saint.

Lu Ze always felt that the scene seemed both visual and a bit like touching an old man in porcelain pretending to be dying.

Is this his illusion?

Why is this saint so skilled?

On one side, Nangong rubbed his forehead helplessly. There was nothing he could do about this ancient ancestor who had been urging himself to marry.

At this time, Lu Ze remembered what Jinyao Saint had just said and could change the subject, so he asked: "By the way, Master Nangong, what was that East Side gathering? ”

Just now, Nangong Jing and Jinyao Jin said that he was curious about the East China rally.

Jinyao Saint smiled and explained: "Our Pokémon star domain is divided into the central Pokémon sanctuary, as well as four domains, east and south and north, and our galaxy is east. ”

“The race that also depends on the Pokémon in the Pokémon Star domain is not very good, but does not invade each other. The Eastern domain holds rallies every five years, which means that our Eastern region also depends on the Pokémon race to exchange resources on its own. Of course, only the race of the Galactic Strong within the family is eligible to participate. ”

Lu Ze nodded, “I see. ”

The Pokémon stars are so big, there are hundreds of races that depend on the Pokémon race, there should be a lot of eastern regions, even if there is a galaxy level in the family, there shouldn't be too many?

Here you can see how good it is for a race to have galactic power.

Such assemblies are good opportunities for interconnection, whether in exchange for resources, inter-ethnic alliances or even the exchange of information.

The lesson of closed-door countries is that the Earth is a time gone by.

There is no distinction between race and country, it is only advantageous.