Chapter 128: Zelda, the Mentor of the Revolution
Pain, pain came from every corner of the body, and my father's fists were still as strong as ever, thinking that he had grown to the point where he was able to compete with his father, but now it seems that the gap still exists, and now it is the same as exhausting all his physical strength just by flying.
But the goal has been achieved, and what I want to convey has been delivered.
Recalling the previous events, my father was shocked and regretted, but his relieved eyes were particularly impressive.
"I've noticed a long time ago, Dorag, you kid, I want you to be a righteous sailor like me, but you're not like me, you're thinking deeper!"
With tears in his eyes, the man with gray temples took off the righteous daze that was split on his shoulder and threw it on the ground, "Now have you finally found a career worth fighting for all your life?" You're better than me,"
"You kid, as a father, the old man is proud of you, it is natural for a man to go out of his way for his dreams, I have no reason to stop you, it is of course gratifying to see my son surpass himself step by step as a father. But, Dorag, the old man has been on the seas as a navy for decades,"
The green tendons on my father's forehead were so unforgettable, "You have made your decision, and of course I have to stand my ground!" Just prove it with your strength! Dorag, if I can't pass this level, don't complain about the injustice of the world! β
Very happy, actually very happy.
My father has always been a hero to himself, although he is unreliable most of the time, but he is indeed a big hero who stands up to the sky.
Therefore, I am actually very happy to be recognized by such a father.
So, face on.
didn't keep his hand, compared to his father, who was a little timid, he definitely didn't keep his hand, he was so terrifying when he was full of combat power, and after a few punches, his body seemed to be about to fall apart, and it wasn't a long time after the offensive and defensive battle, and he couldn't go all out against the enemy and was seriously injured, so he could only choose to retreat.
The body is getting heavier and heavier, I don't know how long I can hold on, can I really find a ship or an island before I can't hold it anymore?
Are you going to die here?
Just as he was thinking this, a small boat appeared on the sea below.
"It seems that I can't die!"
The body rode the wind and threw it towards the small boat.
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"Are you kidding?"
Louis looked at the man lying on the boat with some surprise, with a bright red tattoo on his face, and his name should be Monchi? D. Right?
He should be thirty-three years old now, yes, he is already an older young man.
This guy fell straight from the sky and landed in the sea on the side, Louis was of course curious, how could this guy fall from the sky, what kind of ability? It turned out to be quite a surprise when I fished it out.
"Suddenly I had an interesting idea."
Louis grinned, life was returned, the muscles began to contract, the body became thin, the muscles on the face began to shift position, the appearance began to change, the hair became longer, scattered to the waist, and the skin became fairer, which can be called miserable white.
"Hey, wake up, this friend, wake up."
Louis leaned out and scooped some water from the sea and splashed it on Dorag's body, nudging him gently.
"Meetβ"
Losing consciousness and regaining consciousness, Dorag opened his eyes.
"Finally woke up! You're badly wounded. β
Louie naturally didn't show that he knew this guy, "It's not dead yet, it's not like he's strong." β
"It's just luck."
Dorag shook his head.
"By the way, how did you do that?"
Louis smiled, "Falling directly from the sky, are you some kind of fruit ability?" Or is it above this?"
He pointed to the sky, "There's actually an empty island?" β
"I'm sorry, but you still don't know about these things."
Dorag shook his head, "A lot of the troubles in the world are because we know things we shouldn't know. β
"Haha, huh? Forget it,"
Louie shook his head, "My name is Link, and it's a traveling home. β
"Home?"
Dorag was stunned, "Is the family also going to sea now?" β
"Hey, laymen always think so, the so-called art comes from life, you know!"
Louis immediately changed color, and said in a somewhat weird manner, "Just like a government, only a government built on reality and built on the people is reliable, and it can write something by itself." β
ββ¦β¦β
Dorag was stunned, "A government built on the people? β
"Uh- did I say something I shouldn't have said?"
Louis immediately relented, "You don't hear it, I'm your savior." β
"No, Mr. Link,"
Dorag shook his head and said, "I'm interested in your point. β
"Really?"
Louis immediately showed a silly and sweet look, his current character is a very emotional idealist image, and the drill will be a little more like, "Hahaha, this is actually what I want to write!" β
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Dorag immediately asked, "What kind?" β
"I haven't thought of a name yet, but the tentative title is "One Hundred Years of Turmoil", which tells the story of a dying country that was invaded by foreign enemies, lost its sovereignty, and became a country."
Louis almost lit up in his eyes when he talked about this incident, "It is the story of countless people with lofty ideals who stepped forward to save the survival of the country when the survival of the country was in danger, and finally saved the whole nation." β
"Sounds corny."
Dorag scratched his head.
"Old-fashioned?"
Louis grabbed Dorag by the collar and said angrily, "You guy, do you know what a man's romance is?" In the vast era, use your own hands to change the world and save all you want to save! Isn't that the highest masterpiece? β
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"
Dorag couldn't stand the nervousness of the person in front of him, and easily asked Louis to hold his hands, "Then please continue, what is the specific?" β
"Hmph, then listen to Lao Tzu, this story!"
So Louie began to tell the story.
That turbulent history.
"Liberal democracy, constitutional monarchy, natural human rights, social contract, spirit of the rule of law, industrial revolution, class antagonisms, social contradictionsβ"
Dorag was completely stunned.
"The first stage is probably like this, the invasion of foreign enemies, the loss of national sovereignty, and after the peasant uprising, the artifacts learn industrial technology, and the reformists learn the ideological system,"
Louie coughed twice, after talking for so long, he was also a little thirsty, fortunately he was a liberal arts student, otherwise he really couldn't live, "The country began to change from this." β
"And what about later? Mr. Link, "
Dorag tugged at Louie's sleeve almost impatiently, "What happened?" In this way, none of them will be able to save the country? β
"You still don't understand! Eh, what's your name? β
"D, just call me Mr. D."
Dorag never imagined that he would meet such a guy.
βDοΌ Hey, I'll meet it occasionally, the guy with D in his name, One Piece is it, right? I'm going to go to Rogue Town to have a look, hahahaha, what he said before he died was brewing an opportunity to change the world, just like the invasion of foreign enemies inside. β
Louis laughed.
"So, Mr. Link, what about the follow-up?"
"You haven't understood it, it's not the utensils and systems that are useless, but something deeper, each country has its own differences, and what suits this country must be suitable for that country? All the explorers in the first stage can do is lay a solid foundation for the later ones. β
"Well, what the hellβ"
"I haven't thought about the plot yet, actually,"
Louis laughed, "But probably, since this is the case, let's just be thorough, destroy everything, and then rebuild." β
ββ¦β¦β
Dorag was slightly stunned.
Louis felt that the government needed an adversary, an extremely formidable adversary, so that it could ensure that the internal channels for promotion remained open and meritocracy.
Soβ
"Hahaha, in order to write this, I also thought hard about a lot of theories, come on, come on, since you are so interested, let's have a good chat."