Chapter Eighty-Five: The Inheritance of Civilization! [Up]
"Master, is it really okay to do this? Although he still retains the memory of humanity, he is no longer human after all. ”
For several days, Li Tomb and the red mutant parrot were nested in the old man's collection, immersed in hard reading, and the eldest lady finally couldn't help the doubts in her heart and asked about the old man.
The old man did not answer directly, but asked, "Do you remember the assertion you told me last time?" ”
"You said that the future world will be a world of zombies, humans, and mutant beasts."
The eldest lady frowned, "This is just an inference, and judging from the blood sample study on his body, my inference may be wrong, zombies may collapse soon, their evolution is too fast, and the gene chain will completely collapse sooner or later." The world in the future may be an era when humans compete with mutant beasts. ”
"It doesn't matter."
The old man waved his hand, "I only know that eggs can't be put in one basket, in order to prevent the things of the ancestors from breaking in my hands, I naturally have to divide them into three parts and pass them on." ”
"You see, zombies, mutant beasts, there's all there. I also passed on a copy of the past from those unfilial sons. Now, when I die, no matter whether they fight to the death or live, who loses or wins, anyway, the things of the ancestors can't be broken. ”
The eldest lady suddenly cried and laughed, "When is this?" You're still thinking about your old antiques. You don't think that if they do realize something there, then you won't become a sinner of humanity. ”
"When I die, I don't care if he floods. Besides, if that's the case, then it's also the juniors who don't fight, what can I do. In short, the things of the ancestors cannot be broken in my hands. ”
"What's more, in the era of the end of the law, do you think that just by relying on a mere evolution, you can revive the martial arts?"
The old man's expression was a little gloomy, "I have long understood that I am the last martial arts inheritance, and no one will be able to achieve martial arts in the future." Without true qi, even if you learn it, it's just a superficial kung fu. I just don't want to look at the things of my ancestors and cut them off. ”
"Alright. All right. Don't mention that. ”
The eldest lady hurriedly changed the topic, she knew that this was the regret of the old man's life, he was born at the wrong time, and he was the only martial arts master who achieved this last, and the world looked at his scenery, how could he know the loneliness in his heart.
The old man waved his hand, "And most importantly, remember what I wanted to do in the first place?" Don't you think this sudden end is very similar to what I wanted to do when I was younger, but eventually stopped? ”
The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, she had been married to the old man for decades, and she had already had a clear heart, and immediately understood the meaning of the old man's words, but her heart tightened, and she said in a trembling voice: "You mean to say that this end is likely to be man-made?" This...... How is this possible? ”
"Nothing is impossible."
The old man sneered, "At the beginning, I was obsessed with it, and I was not going to use your research to pull the whole world into the end and recreate myths. This situation is very similar to what I had envisioned. The end is coming, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest will survive. In a desperate situation, the potential of the human body is exploded. ”
The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the old man when she was young, that eventful time.
Of course, this is just a hypothesis. But even if it's true, it's none of our business. ”
The eldest lady sighed, gently grabbed the old man's hand, and said softly: "Then you, have you ever regretted it?" ”
The old man thought about it and said honestly: "When you play mahjong, to be honest, you really regret it......"
"Yang! Hero! Male! ”
Gritting his teeth and roaring, the old man immediately hugged his head and ran away.
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Hearing the movement upstairs, the red mutant parrot immediately gloated, "The dead old man has provoked a few more old ladies." Deserve. ”
Li Tomb didn't pay attention to these, these days, he kept looking at the old man's collection of cheats, and he gained a lot, not only martial arts, but also many of the cheats of the old man's collection of gods and ghosts, unable to cultivate, but many of these things made Li Tomb realize, and felt that he could combine his own abilities and reproduce them.
For example, the martial arts heavenly eye that the old man said, Li Tomb carefully studied it, which was of great help to the true eye and silver pupil he studied, and the wisdom condensed by the ancients helped him avoid many detours.
In the past few days, he has been studying a fairy biography, and a magic weapon of the immortal family mentioned in it makes him think. The red mutant parrot is also reading seriously.
It does not get a lot of inspiration in the book like the tomb of Li, the book it reads is a book of mountains and seas, which records many myths and legends of mythical beasts.
There are pictures and truths, although the painting style is not very good, but it still makes the red mutant parrot very excited, "I have decided, I will no longer be a parrot in the future." I'm Suzaku, huh? Phoenix doesn't seem to be bad, either. This three-legged golden crow is also very **. ”
"Which one should I choose?"
The old man's collection opened the eyes of the red mutant parrot, and he felt that his previous world view was too narrow, and only these mythical beasts that were enough to destroy the world in myths and legends could be worthy of its identity.
However, after touching his body that had not yet grown feathers, the red mutant parrot was a little deflated, "Forget it, when the feathers grow, they will be golden, and I will be a three-legged golden crow in the future, which is red, and I will be a Vermilion Bird in the future, and if it is colorful, I will be a phoenix in the future." ”
"What if I have black hair?"
The red mutant parrot was a little melancholy, and felt that it was better not to grow its feathers too quickly.
These civilizations that have been buried in the pile of old papers and passed down for tens of thousands of years are silently passed down in this somewhat dim library, a zombie and a bird, some greedily absorbing the wisdom that has been handed down from time to time, and looking for their own nutrients from it.
The inheritance of the ancient civilization has nothing to do with evolution, but it makes Li Tomb a little empty heart, and it becomes full, that is from the old civilization heritage, there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, and the heritage of a civilization is not in the most advanced science and technology, but in the history of those buried in the pile of old papers, no one cares about it for a long time.
When Li Tomb finished reading the entire library of books, it was shocking that five months had passed, and there was no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold did not know the year.
The inheritance of civilization was so attractive that Li Tomb forgot about the worldly and suddenly realized that he had been delayed on the island for too long.
In the second month after coming to the island, the red mutant parrot finally began to grow feathers again, and it did not disappoint, it was still bright red wings, as if it was burning with flames, so the red mutant parrot quickly justified itself and thought that it was a red bird, and then began to tirelessly want to learn the ability of the divine beast red bird to destroy the world in the old man's collection.
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