Chapter 1122: Our Foundation

The soldiers of New China like to engage in competitions, shooting can be compared, fighting can be compared, power armor manipulation can be compared, and even the two companies in the competition can fight several times in a row, so that the master of the kitchen can not grasp the amount of rice.

When the duel between Xu Yichen and Gu Jingwei was publicized, the players of the entire Wangxiang City were excited, officers and veterans with secret levels had basically heard of Xu Yichen and his powerful squad, and it was the ultimate dream of every soldier to achieve that level.

With their publicity and rendering, those recruits who have not been in the army for a long time are also full of expectations for the upcoming martial arts competition, and the free players have already entered the state, Yang Yuefan semi-openly sat in Wangxiang City, active soldiers can't gamble, those free players don't have this restriction, as soon as they came to the Far South, they encountered such an interesting thing, they were happy.

Before and after, more than 4,000 people participated in Yang Yuefan's market in one night, and when the aboriginal representatives from all over the country arrived, the entire Wangxiang City had entered the state of a city that never sleeps.

Every street is crowded with idle players, the aborigines of Wangxiang City never thought that one day life would be so easy, the villagers of Wangxiang City have eaten a lifetime of food with the characteristics of the Song Empire and the Far South, and are coaxed by players.

The straw hats made by the women on weekdays were also swept away by the players, and the temperature in the Far South was a bit high at this time, and the players were almost sunburned to death during the daytime parade.

Although Hippolyta is known as the queen of the Amazons, she grew up in the Amazonian tribe, and during her lifetime, the population of the Amazons did not exceed 3,000 at its peak.

According to the elders of the tribe, the Amazon kingdom was once a vast land, with 50,000 Amazonian warriors and millions of slaves living in the vast land.

The transcendent and the mortal mingled and enjoyed the leisurely time in the streets after the sun had set, and the vendors shouted to sell their wares, the transcendents did not rely on their own strength to lower the price, and the merchants did not raise the price because of the wealth of the transcendent.

Master Gast blended in the crowd, carefully observing these Seris people who came from afar, everything that happened here made Master Gast feel happy, the problem that had been plaguing the human group, the compatibility of the transcendent and the mortal, seemed to be solved here

Incredible!

The old druid dragged Haurna away from a food stall, the centaur lady had inherited the characteristics of the besticity, and she was frighteningly frightening, and the Seris had already fed her too much, and Master Gast was now worried that Haurna would not be able to run in the future.

"How did you do that?" Master Gast asked the demon hunter beside him, he and Xu Yichen had fought side by side many times, and although there were some conflicts in the middle because of the affairs of Storm's Rest, the old druid still admired the young Seris.

"If you're talking about social stability, and the power gap between the transcendent and the non-transcendent, my answer is a strong regime." Xu Yichen smiled and took the food handed over by a hawker, and the aborigines of Wangxiang City still remembered the demon hunters: "When the power of the regime is strong enough to erase the gap between the transcendent and the mortal, everyone will live within the rules, and the society will be stable." ”

"All along, the transcendent have held themselves very high and felt that they were superior to mortals, mainly because the foundation of those regimes or forces was built on the transcendental." Xu Yichen explained his worldview to Gast: "The rulers rely on the transcendent to stabilize society, and they naturally become a privileged class, and this top-down inertia is far greater than the fragile trust between the transcendent and the mortal. ”

"You're saying your country is completely different?" Master Gast looked up at the players who were queuing up to place bets in the distance: "So what is your country built on?" ”

"You need to observe for yourself, our country is huge, and everyone can find their own sparkle in her." Xu Yichen looked at the sky: "For me, the most important thing is a sense of belonging. ”

"A sense of belonging?" Master Gast couldn't understand the complicated expression on the face of the Seris, but he was willing to find it himself: "I have made a request to go to the Song Empire, I will take all the young apprentices away, in my absence, Gregan is the guardian of the Ring of Pastoral Trees, and the druids are willing to accept new things, as long as it is beneficial to this world, I hope we can continue to cooperate." ”

"We are our best friends and the worst enemies of our enemies." The Demon Hunter promised Master Gast, "Time will tell." ”

"The popularity of the Seris in the Far South is very high, it is you who have been resisting the occurrence of Chaos Erosion, and the Far Southerners have taken this to heart." Master Gast said sincerely: "But there are many cities and residents here who are immigrants from the Old World, and this time there is an open battle between you and the forces of the Old World, and many people are in a dilemma. ”

"You are draining the prestige you have gained, and the Far Southerners don't want to get involved in the fight between the two beasts, but you haven't given them a choice." Master Gast admonished Xu Yichen: "The Far South is big, enough for everyone to get what they want here. ”

"What we want most is to keep our enemies from what they want." Xu Yichen shook his head contemptuously: "We don't need to force others to make a choice, but the truth will, you asked me before, what is the foundation of my country, and now I tell you, Jairian must be repaid as one of them." ”

Master Gast sighed and didn't continue.

The strength of the Seris is almost visible to the naked eye, and those transcendents are full of pride and a sense of honor for the country behind them, and they are unstoppable, and they do not need to think about other people's thoughts, and they are not willing to do so.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Seris are still willing to accept the existence of the native inhabitants of the Far South, rather than intend to purge the Far South completely, like Chaos.

Xu Yichen looked at the huge martial arts stage that had been built, and his chest was full of pride, as if he had returned to the past, and understood the difference between the two worlds little by little as he got older.

New Huaxia has such and such shortcomings, but she also has many advantages, when history has turned points again and again, Xu Yichen chose to seek common ground while reserving differences, let herself blend in, to understand her history and her spirit.

Can the revenge of the Ninth Dynasty be avenged? Although it is a hundred generations!