There was a small garden in the backyard of Mary's Orphanage, and half-grown children were looking up at something.

The other dozen or so were chatting and playing on the other end of the front yard, and only the kid who looked up at the sky was intrigued by the sky. This kid is Xia Chenghao, a little fly studying aerial combat.

For the sake of the airspace, which seemed to humans to be no more than one-tenth the size of a yard, four hundred and six flies and three hundred and twenty-one Ubasi flies fought hard in the air within a radius of four or five meters.

Xia Chenghao didn't care why he could count how many little flies he could count, maybe all children would be able to count when they were about ten years old, and it was a matter of course.

In the hospital, the nurse aunt will occasionally teach some knowledge, and it stands to reason that every child can count the little flies here, which is what he thinks anyway.

Since the last time they fell from the tree, the movement of several dense objects has been getting faster and faster.

The killing cries of the little flies are extremely frequent, completely beyond the range of human hearing, but Xia Chenghao can vaguely hear that it is the roar of thousands of engines, like the situation of the two armies facing each other in the air battle on the TV show.

The battle situation was very tragic, from time to time there were Ubas flies in pain to the ground, turning and twitching, and the Ubas flies, which were already inferior in numbers, seemed to have a very small chance of winning today.

So far, the number of flies has been reduced from 321 to 312, and nine have died, accounting for 2.803738317 percent of the total......

"No, how can you not get rid of it?" Xia Chenghao muttered quietly.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, some are injured and pretend to be dead and fall on the leaves, and some think they are dead but fly into the sky again to fight, and the severed limbs and wreckage are shocking.

"Chenghao, the dean asked you to go to the office!" The nurse aunt stood in the corridor on the second floor and shouted loudly, holding the sour-smelling sheets in her arms.

Since the day when Mary's Orphanage was interrupted from receiving help from the Baogang Municipal Government, the children have not bought new supplies, and the nurse aunt has to dry these black quilts that have worn out holes every day, and she feels a little unbearable.

Officials from the Baogang City Construction Agency have come several times and asked Dean Ding to close the place early so that the space can be used for other purposes. On the other side of the city, I heard that a new orphanage had been built.

Because of Zion's policy, private charities such as Mary's Orphanage, which are not recognized by the government, are not included in the state-run integration.

Xia Chenghao was not interested in any of these things, he was just thinking about other creatures in the research institute except humans.

The most common are small flies, and they are also the species he has access to the most recently.

It has been investigated that there are about four families of small flies in this yard, with a total of nearly five million members.

He wondered if he looked at the Gris humans from that blue earth like he looked at the little flies in the yard. Will humans be like these flies, fighting each other for a seemingly worthless space?

In the real Gris humans, the battle for airspace is not enough, for ordinary people, the ground is more tempting than space.

If one day Xia Chenghao can stand in a higher position and look at things, including the earth humans and the Gris humans, they will repeat the same old path, it will be a non-stop war. From primitive people to ancient people, from the earth to Gris, endlessly.

The wars of human beings against each other are acts of violence and abuse, far more complex than the purpose of small flies. But there is one thing that is extremely ironic, because it is often politicians who trigger wars in the human world, not those military personnel who later participate in direct combat.

The small flies for food, the human beings for the sake of diplomacy in a disregard for the safety of others, it is undoubtedly violent.

The purpose of human warfare is complex, but the means are no different from those of these small flies wrestling in the air, always aiming in the direction of plunder.

When human beings only live on the earth, because one side lacks resources, they find a high-end excuse to "fight for survival" to plunder the other side, and the plundered side shouts self-defense and fights back, and the two forces that are considered "very righteous" collide and destroy the human society on the earth more wantonly at the same time.

It is human nature to be aggressive, and the reason why human warfare continues from Earth to Grimis is because this unsatisfied mentality is an eternal desire inherent in human bones.

It is said on television that war is God's punishment for mankind, and some people believe that war is an inevitable process of mutual elimination between superior and inferior peoples.

Maybe the little fly that Xia Chenghao observed is the epitome of human beings on the planet Grims, but he can't believe that one day he will become one of the battle little flies, or a Mo fly, or an Ubas fly.

The reason why the earthlings abandoned their original homeland and came to the cold planet Grims was that the war played a catalytic role, not only destroying the country's economy for a certain period of time, but also destroying some of the wealth that humanity shared together.

More than a decade ago, when major wars were being waged on Earth, and the population in some areas was severely imbalanced, and the shrinking male population constrained the development and evolution of humanity as a whole, so companies like Kappo that produced robots profited a lot.

Ordinary human beings hate war, just like ordinary little flies just want to live their lives quietly, and they don't want to occupy other people's airspace.

The earth's environment has been destroyed, and lives have been destroyed everywhere.

Since the age of ten, Xia Chenghao has been in the small world of Mary's Orphanage, feeling the connotation of war that others can't appreciate, at least appreciating the war process.

The screams and painful struggles shook his young mind so deeply that he even thought how good it would be if he had the power to stop them.

So he fetched branches from the ground and stirred them back and forth where the two teams of flies were fighting, thinking that in this way he would be able to dissuade the flies from the flies and the flies of Ubas.

As everyone knows, this approach did not help, but made one of them mistakenly believe that the other party had more strength and fought for his life more and more.

The number of dead flies falling on the leaves and the ground suddenly increased several times more than before, which made Xia Chenghao a little overwhelmed.

It seems that I have completely helped out, but the starting point is good, what is wrong with this? Did they not need to mediate in the first place, or did they do it in the wrong way?

He didn't know that if it weren't for this endless fighting, perhaps Mary's Orphanage would have been overrun by the Amamine Fly and the Ubas Fly, and there would be no room for humans to continue to survive here.

Everything has its two sides, it's always so incomprehensible, if it weren't for Dad teaching him a trick to think with his hand on his chin, Xia Chenghao would feel that there are more incredible things in this world.

He dropped the branch in his hand and looked up.

This time, it's all an outsider, let those little flies kill each other! That's their world, it's their battle.

However, this is Xia Chenghao's entertainment.