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Lookout: Politics in civilization is cared for by the 280,000 great thinkers on the ark. The great sacrifice of the First Xianfan War www.biquge.info led to the rescue of many people who died in the technical sense of the lookout civilization to participate in the unlocking operation, and a total of 250,000 people were successfully unlocked. After all the successful unlockers were glad that they were not dead, they knew the first of the two routes to advance to the Great Thinker that Cheng Pan said.

If the second route is to cultivate the will to support strong thinking from the growth of the mind. The first route is to strengthen one's will at the moment of extreme danger and death, and then learn to form a strong mind in the battle space.

The mentor is still the mentor, but these newly promoted big thinkers wonder why the Supreme Commander Zhang Yi did not support the successful unlocking, and everyone who is asked this question is secretive about this question.

The core light and shadow drop room above the ark is still lively. The newly promoted first-order gene lock is in great need of intellectual power. The ignorance of all kinds of battle space, as well as the psychological confusion of encountering failure, are habitually found by Cheng Pan to understand. The old first-order thinkers of knowledge are not as careless as the new first-order thinkers.

Zhao Feng was one of them, and when Cheng Pan was questioned by Zhang Qiang, Cheng Pan's performance as if he wanted to hide something made Zhao Feng very disappointed. Although he did not approve of Zhang Qiang's approach, Zhao Feng was sure in his heart that Zhang Yi's death must have more than 90% of the relationship with Cheng Pan. Unconsciously, Cheng Pan's performance was too perfect, and Zhao Feng and other big thinkers subconsciously regarded Cheng Pan as an idol with a perfect personality. Zhang Qiang asked Cheng Pan to spread out his thinking at that time, which was an unreasonable behavior. Zhao Feng felt that he could not accept such conditions. But the object became a mentor, and Zhao Feng subconsciously hoped that the mentor would maintain this perfect image with honesty.

When there is a flaw on the idol, this flaw that is a flaw is infinitely magnified in everyone's eyes. Zhao Feng could only sigh that no one is perfect. Zhao Feng walked into the core hall of the ark, and at this time, there were about sixty first-order people standing in the hall, and the center of the eyebrows sent out a torrent of information and the light and shadow in the center.

When Zhao Feng entered, he felt Cheng Pan's words ringing in his ears: "You are here." Once upon a time, Zhao Feng thought that Cheng Pan's multi-line dialogue was a kind of artificial intelligence, but seeing that there were real people thinking as a template to form NPCs in the battle space, it was so indistinguishable from human sensibility. Zhao Feng understands that the total amount of thinking of the mentor may be as high as he can't imagine.

Forming such a big mind and not being disturbed by the many thoughts that communicate with yourself, effectively clearing negative emotions and maintaining a positive attitude (it is normal for one person to complain to you and maintain an optimistic attitude, but a hundred people are either complaining, or cheating, hurting, and betraying. The emotion of hatred treats you, and even tens of thousands of people treat you like this, if you can still stick to your original self, then only people who are extremely strong in the final variable can carry all this to glory. This in itself is a kind of strong realm. In this realm, Zhao Feng can't understand the difficulty at all now.

Zhao Feng said calmly: "Mentor." What do you want me to do? Cheng Pan listed a picture of a person, Zhao Feng frowned when he saw this picture and said, "It's him." This person is Huang Le. Cheng Pan said: "It's him." Zhao Feng said: "What he did was already notorious on the Ark. ”

Cheng Pan said: "But he still didn't kill anyone, did he?" Zhao Feng said: "It can't be proved that he killed someone, so he doesn't have to go to the trial seat." After Zhao Feng said this, he peeked at Cheng Pan's light and shadow, but he didn't find the mood swings he hoped to see.

Cheng Pan said: "He is not having a good time now. Zhao Feng said: "Maybe it was his own cowardice that made him end up like this first." Cheng Pan shook his head and said, "You look at him with emotion." Under different circumstances, a person's humanity blooms to different degrees. Lookout civilization is precisely the volunteer conscription model. Some people don't have to face the choice of fighting. But at the beginning, the lookout changed into a form of compulsory soldier, Huang Le may have already faced what he didn't dare to face, and he may be the backbone of civilization after crossing his own hurdle. ”

"Just him" Zhao Feng said with three points of suspicion and seven points of disdain. Cheng Pan didn't speak, opened a few clips of Huang Le's work, careful and meticulous, his eyes were red in production, and in the war with the Tianque Dynasty, he was working in the factory with vigor.

When Zhao Feng saw these pictures, his expression changed. Zhao Feng said: "He works hard. Cheng Pan said: "So he thinks he is qualified to obtain some rights, and subconsciously ignores the shortcomings that he has not yet overcome." Zhao Feng looked at Cheng Pan and said: "People really can't cover with a shortcoming, but one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds." ”

Cheng Pan said: "Originally, the shackles he faced were just that one fainting blood, but now the shackles are indeed the prejudiced eyes of the entire sword-wielding class. It's not good. The former was the fate of his birth, and he was partly responsible for the latter, but most of the responsibility was for the disregard of the sword-wielding class. ”

Zhao Feng looked at Cheng Pan inquiringly. Cheng Pan said: "I don't want to give up on him, since I got here, I won't take the initiative to give up any of the wonderful things I see." Will not give up shattering any inherent destiny. ”

Zhao Feng was silent for a while and said, "What the hell is going on with Mentor Zhang Yi. Cheng Pan said: "An uncontrollable outside. Zhao Feng said: "It's unconvincing. Cheng Pan said, "I know. But not believing doesn't mean you have to delay what you are sure you are going to do right. ”

Zhao Feng nodded and said, "I'll go." ”

Huang Le, who has been frustrated for 28 years, walked on the ice field unconsciously, and at this time he no longer had the vigor he had a few months ago. The surroundings are always being directed at strange things. The person who is pointing doesn't care, but for the person being pointed, the countless superimposed points are an invisible mental injury. No one knew about this kind of injury, and the sword-wielders subconsciously determined that Huang Le's coffin was a speculator. Ye Shuo ignored it, the sword wielder ignored it, everyone ignored it, but the only person who couldn't react to ignore it was Cheng Pan, who kept his eyes open.

On this plane, Cheng Pan can be misunderstood, hated, disdainful, and treated in any way by the outside world. But Cheng Pan just can't leave or close his eyes. The battle of fates began when it arrived.

Huang Le, whose face was withered and haggard, bought a bottle of wine. The drink that the wine hero likes, this is because of those heroes in the martial arts world, due to their internal force, their ear power and hearing perception are excellent, and any wind and grass can be perceived, even if they take a nap on the couch when they sleep, and the sound of the smoke pipe piercing the paper window can be perceived. This powerful perception is torture for people with insufficient willpower, and it can only be completely calmed by anesthetizing it with alcohol.

Huang Le, who had a red nose, raised the bottle and prepared to fill it, but the bottle was taken away. Huang Le stood up vigilantly and looked at a masked person who suddenly appeared next to him. Huang Le said nervously: "Who are you?" The man with the mask said, "You are very depressed, and this mental illness is very rare in lookouts. Huang Le said: "Can you manage it?" Zhao Feng, who was wearing a mask, said, "Why don't you go to the mentor?" Huang Le said, "Why should I look for him? He only cares about the sword-wielding. ”

Zhao Feng said: "Yes, he should only care about the sword wielder, the brave people. But maybe you're too cowardly for him to look at. Huang Le's voice suddenly said urgently: "Who are you?" Zhao Feng said: "Let you face up to the instructor who can bleed." Huang Le said: "Sneaky with a mask, who do you want to impersonate?" It's a lookout, and I can shout at any time. ”

Zhao Feng said: "The secrets of the ark can only be known by the sword-wielder, if you want to confirm my identity, there are two ways, the first is to go to the education center to find a tutor to confirm. As for the other one, call everyone out and let the sword-wielder know the fact that I opened a small stove for you. ”

Huang Lesuo said with disdain, but his voice was a little choked: "I don't bother to be a sword bearer?" Zhao Feng said: "It's just an ability, you can deny the title you got after the trial, but if you refuse directly, I can understand that you don't have the guts." ”

Huang Le said: "You don't need to provoke. I can only go to the tutor to confirm your identity first. Huang Le, who came out of the education center three hours later, was already lost, when Huang Le thought that the world had abandoned him, when no one cared about him and no one paid attention to him, when he was about to give up on himself, Huang Le found that there were still eyes on him.

When he felt the bleeding for the first time in the sword trial, Huang Le found that compared to before, everything was dark, and the fear of bloodshed was far less than the dark horror of loneliness.

Looking at Huang Le's sword-wielding trial, a ray of spiritual light bloomed in Cheng Pan's palm. After the light of the soul stopped, Cheng Pan said: "The balance of the future is tilted. ”

Everyone in the Lookout Civilization is fulfilling their tasks. The sword-bearers have gathered under the new banner. The more people who experience life and death, the stronger the ability to endure pain is that they feel powerless. The earth-shattering blows of the Sea Clan cultivators made the civilians who arrived at the Lookout Ice Field in the First Immortal War feel very excited, and these newly arrived civilians began to try to hold their swords. This mindset is easy to understand. In most fantasy novels, the pig's feet are suppressed by blows, and the situation of shouting for strength is the same. The same mentality is the same as not doing well in the exam and being determined to study hard. The mentality of ordinary people is not exclusive to halo pig's feet.

The number of sword wielders began to recover, and in just one year, more than one million sword wielders were qualified to use the triangular blade. However, this sword wielder also has a common problem: he rarely has the right to use the hot # weapon. It's because of culture. The more powerful the weapon, the more complex it is, and the more it requires a certain amount of cultural knowledge to master. The will and spirit determine the world, but it is also bound by the objective conditions of the world. The sword-wielders of these cold weapons were still honestly in the classroom.

The dilemma that the Lookout civilization is now facing is that after the death of a large number of sword-wielders who were originally the backbone of production, production has stagnated on a large scale. The development of science and technology began to slow down due to the lack of key figures. A period of low tide began.

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