September 15, 2505. The fourth star field, the constellation Heavy Industry, Beta-4 C27F591, the planet Antija (known).

Hidden in the bomb shelter in the mountains, in the part that belongs to the military, there is a small room.

An Biru, the governor of Shangjing, his daughter An Baixue, and Bing Lanxin, the chief security adviser of the Ansu Empire, gathered around the bed to listen to the boy tell a story beyond their knowledge.

"The place where you live is a spherical planet."

"Wait! You say we're a ball at our feet? But how is the land flat? ”

The story was interrupted before it began, and Long Qicong frowned, not because of An Baixue's rudeness. The theological development of Antigia planet is hindered, and science is advancing at a rapid pace. Cars, guns, and airplanes have all been studied, but don't you have the understanding that the planet is spherical? Did it not appear, or did it not become popular?

"No, when I flew to the top, I saw that there was indeed an arc where the heaven and earth met at the far end."

Binglan said thoughtfully, and even An Biru beside her couldn't help but nod. The R&D department of the Imperial Military has recently appeared with similar conjectures. An Biru knocked her daughter on the head and did not allow her to interrupt again.

Long Qicong quickly understood that there was only a supercontinent above Antica, and the technical difficulty of circumnavigating the world was too high and it was not necessary. In addition, the previous Antigia was completely an immortal civilization and inevitably fell into the trap of classical theology.

Immortal magic and Taoism allow everyone to soar through the clouds and mist, call for wind and rain, and sweep mountains and seas. But no one knows what fluid mechanics is, what meteorology and climate, what geology and geography are. The premature loss of the pressure of civilization inheritance makes the whole civilization fall into a state of knowing what it is, but not seeking to know why it is, which is called the trap of classical theology.

Fortunately, Antigia was fortunate to enter the era of the end of the law, and made up for the shortcomings in the development of basic science. However, the development of science and technology to get rid of ignorance is only a matter of two or three hundred in recent times. If you think about it this way, the Antigian civilization has just entered the stage of understanding the world, and it is understandable that there is some lag.

An Baixue stuck out her tongue and stopped interrupting. Long Qicong continued to narrate this world, and the three of them listened carefully, and no one interrupted. It's just that this picture is a little weird.

The planet is like dust, floating in the infinite space. Up and down the four directions, said Yu; Throughout the ages, it is called the universe. This space, finite and unbounded, is called the Universe! A radius of 46 billion light years!

And such a universe, God created it four! The first, and fourth universes are ruled by the Empire, and the second and third universes are governed by the Federation. The empire that aims to unify the four universes and call the universe a star field.

The two powers have been opposing each other for a long time. This is the whole picture of the human world. Unexpectedly, Long Qicong only explained what the world looked like, and did not say a word about his own affairs.

"You say 'people'?"

An Bi consciously asked questions, but Binglan didn't realize what was wrong. What happened to the "people"?

"Yes, people! Am I not human? ”

Intelligent life on other planets can be scaly reptiles, or feathered birds, so why can't they be people who walk upright on two legs? Some people always want to rebel against the way of heaven, but they don't know that the birth of their entire species is very likely to be an arranged script.

Bing Lanxin was the first batch of cultivators after the end of Antigia's era, and relatively speaking, her thinking and cognition were a little old. Therefore, she felt that people from other planes should also be human. At best, some fangs, claws, horns, tails, and the like. But it's generally humanoid, isn't that common sense?

"What about the noodles? Have you found any other planes? ”

Glancing at An Biru, Bing Lanxin asked what she cared about. Long Qicong thought for a moment and sorted out his language slightly.

"It depends on how you define the 'plane'. If it is a race that cannot leave the land, the other continent is another plane; If it is a civilization that cannot leave the planet, the other planets can be considered other planes; If we define the plane as the universe, then there are four planes. ”

An Biru glanced at Bing Lanxin, and seemed to be a little proud. In her opinion, Binglan's heart is a little pedantic after all, and the questions she asks are a bit ridiculous. Her questions weren't just curious, they were thoughtful.

"Which side attacked the city before?"

"Federation." Long Qicong said calmly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all.

"Do you know which side it is that is hovering outside the sky now? Is it an empire? ”

Long Qicong nodded and said, "It can only be them." ”

An Biru felt uneasy in her heart for no reason, "empire" is not a good word. With such a name, can he be a good talker?

Different from her mother's worries, An Baixue asked curiously.

"Are they going to attack us, then?"

Long Qicong fell into a momentary doubt, he frowned, carefully pondering the memories of the empire in his mind. Grandfather Long Yuantian taught him all kinds of knowledge about the Federation since he was a child. However, there is less mention of the empire, only three characters.

"I don't think it will be conquered by force. Grandpa said that there was an emperor in the empire who coerced other powers into signing an Ishtar interstellar pact. The Covenant prohibits waging war against the Third Planet, so it is likely that the Empire will use other means. ”

The rules made by the strong have always been used to restrain the weak, will the strong themselves abide by them? Isn't the Federation also a signatory to the Ishtar Interstellar Convention, and isn't it also brazenly shelling the cities of the Third Interstellar Civilization?

Moreover, the term "Third World" was originally derived from the word "Third World". The Convention was signed with the word "world" in mind, implying the word "known". In order to avoid loopholes, a word was specially coined with clauses.

"Third Star" itself is a neutral word, but when it comes out of the mouths of the First Star powers, it is always a bit derogatory and discriminatory. An Biru felt a little bit, the snort from the top powerhouse. But he could only smile bitterly.

The story will end, and An Biru and Bing Lanxin will leave separately. One of them was an important member of the imperial government, and the other was Taishan Beidou, a cultivator in the end of the Dharma era. Everyone has their own business, and to live is to do things. Cultivators don't have to work, labor can create value!

An Biru immediately set off and headed for the Imperial Capital, the stakes were so high that she had to face the saint in person. Bing Lanxin wants to guard Shangjing to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to make trouble. The two adults went to get busy, leaving only An Baixue and Long Qicong.

"Why don't you tell me about you? About your grandfather and yours. An Baixue sat on the edge of the bed and asked.

"Antigia doesn't care about that, and she can't help. Don't talk about meaningless things, it's a waste of time. Saying that, Long Qicong showed a lonely look.

An Baixue's eyes flashed with tears, and she hugged the boy in her arms, "I care, can you talk to me?" ”

Long Qicong's eyes twitched, he was silent for a while, and asked, "What do you want?" ”

"What I wanted, I've got!"

As she spoke, An Baixue tightened the boy in her arms. She could clearly feel the changes in her body. In her spiritual cyclone, a crystal was melting little by little. Transformed into pure spiritual power, it seeped into the blood and poured into the limbs and bones. She realized as if she was awakening to something.

After being silent for a while, it seemed that he understood An Baixue's meaning, and Long Qi only then opened his mouth to tell his story.

The Dregg family is one of the federal powers. Since the establishment of the Confederation, the power of the Dragers has become more and more terrifying. There is no party within the federation that has the strength to compete. Until, Long Qi from the day he was born. All the members of the Drager family gathered together to celebrate.

The banquet ushered in an uninvited guest, whose identity was unknown and whose body was unknown. It appeared out of thin air and slaughtered one hundred and thirteen people up and down Drager. The Deleger family is all top powerhouses, and the head of the family, Long Yuantian, has reached the limit of mortals.

As a result, there was only Long Yuantian up and down Dragel, who was able to escape with his young grandson Long Qicong who cut through the space and forced his body into the void with his physical body.

In the void, there is no space, no time. You don't have to specify a destination, you don't care where you go, you can make the jump in an instant and reach anywhere possible. The two of them arrived at the fourth star field in the empire, near Antiga.

After that, it was a forced landing on Antiga, and the grandfather and grandson lived incognito. Although the days were hard, they were peaceful. To this day, the Commonwealth's pursuit force came to the door.

Regarding the matter of the Four Holy Sects, Long Qi never elaborated. But An Baixue keenly captured that if there were no branches of the Four Holy Sects, those people in the Federation might not be able to find the traces of the grandfather and grandson.

"Jiang Yifan, that guy! Well-dressed beasts, dignified! I didn't see it before, he's such a bastard! ”

Indeed, Jiang Yifan was indeed the fuse of his grandfather's fall. But when it comes to the fuse, Long Qi doesn't care if he can leave Nero behind. Then he and Long Yuantian can stay out of the matter. However, if Long Qicong is given another chance to choose again. In that situation, Long Qicong would still choose to be desperate and reckless again.

People are human beings after all, and feelings will always suppress reason at the most critical time. This is a disadvantage, but isn't it an advantage? Long Qicong's blood is hot.

"No, the culprits are in both houses. The masterminds behind this operation, the participants in front of the scenes! Everyone, I will personally send them to the execution table! ”

"Why don't you just kill it?"

Long Qicong shook his head, but he didn't know how to explain this question for a while. The ancients: When is the time for retribution?

So in order to prevent the never-ending continuation of hatred, either cut the grass and eradicate the roots! Spouses, parents, children, brothers, all killed within the nine clans! It's best to punish the ten clans! Kill your friends too! Then cut down the nine clans of my friends and root them out...... But how many people are going to be killed? Or laugh and grudge! It seems that there is no other way.

When Long Yuantian asked him this question, Long Qicong fell into deep thought. Long Yuantian's original intention was not to let his grandson fall into the whirlpool of hatred. After all, it wasn't necessarily the people of the Federation who slaughtered the Dragers, or even people. In this case, Long Yuantian still had a trace of illusion about the Federation. Supporting this fantasy is just a hope for the safety of his grandson.

But the situation has changed, and Long Qicong must take revenge! If the blood feud between Dregg and the top, because of insufficient evidence, cannot be counted on the head of the Federation. Then this time, Grandpa Long Yuantian died, and the Federation couldn't escape no matter what.

"The result of justice must be achieved by the means of justice. Only by means of the law, to judge, to sanction! Only can the chain of hatred be completely broken! If the federal courts can't do justice, I'll go to the local courts! If the existing law can't judge them, I'll change the law! ”

This is Long Qicong's reply to his grandfather, but now his grandfather can no longer hear this answer. An Baixue, although she doesn't know the words law and justice very well. But it didn't prevent her from understanding what Long Qicong meant, so that no one had an excuse to take revenge on him and cut off the hatred.

"Yes, beat their sons to cripples and beg in the streets. Wife and daughter sold to others as dogs! This is what these high-ranking people fear the most. Disgrace them! It's worse than death. ”

Hearing this, Long Qicong was stunned, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't look at An Baixue's natural appearance, but my heart is dark and evil. ”

Even Long Qicong didn't realize that An Baixue's words turned on a strange switch in his heart.