Chapter 427: A Mentally Retarded Planet in the Eyes of a Cat

Best really flew with a handful of snot and tears, but the actinic giant hand that seemed to be close at hand couldn't fly.

But it simply didn't care, just sat in the air and began to mumble nonsense.

"Lord, you don't know, don't talk about dealing with evil creatures, this world is quite meritorious, but the mental retardation here is too stupid!!"

The cat's paws wiped its face, throwing out snot and tears that looked heavier than the entire cat's body.

"More than 600 years, more than 600 years! I have drawn what the computer looks like, and I can't even build a computer in this circle of two hundred and five, so I got a shell!! Even the travelogue I wrote is completely a running account, or a hot-blooded little white meow~!"

"Ben Meow didn't wait until he died, let alone the appearance of the Internet, which made me watch dramas for more than 600 years, do you know how little imagination these guys have!"

"Oh no, I'm not dead, I'm changing... It's me who waited until I'm dying and didn't wait until the movies and the Internet!"

After all, it seems to have thought of something.

Best looked back, first at Makuru, who was still in mid-air, and then at the stunned crowd on the ground.

Nevi guests make up some of them, and the rest are races of all races of the world.

Best's gaze focused on their clothes, hands and feet.

Within seconds, it began to howl into the sky again.

"Lord, look at it, look at it, they haven't invented any great modern tools now, they don't even have electricity, they don't have electricity!"

With that, as soon as the cat's paw was hooked, the high priest on the ground leg who had just stopped bleeding flew up.

"You should be the highest-ranking person, you say, do you have the Internet, do you have computers, do you have light bulbs, do you have electricity?"

The high priest was terrified and dazed.

"I knew ... ”

"This group of mentally retarded people is hopeless... ”

At this moment, Makuru in mid-air finally reacted, first looking at the giant hand hovering in the sky in shock, and then looking at the strange beast that brought hope and accompanied him for more than a hundred years.

"Boss Best!what's going on, why am I'm still alive?And, how am I getting young again!I'm feeling so strong now!!"

Best looked back at him with disdain.

"Meow~ Shut up Makuru, I'm talking to the Lord, I see that you are quite pleasing to the eye, and I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life, so I petrified and sealed you before you died. ”

"Anyway, you look at your children and grandchildren, I don't know how many generations, there is no interest at all, except that the clothes have changed, and the brain is still a pimple! ”

Makuru immediately remembered that since it had taken more than ten years to prepare, and it had taken more than twenty years to unite the power of the world and the "magic technique" taught by Uncle Best, the monster that brought about the end of the world had finally been solved.

Later, Uncle Best spent more than ten years hiding the world it called "Planet" in the "night".

After that, the old man was like crazy, drawing a lot of strange sketches, trying to make some "inventions", forcing smart people all over the world to innovate, but he didn't see any improvement until Makuru himself died.

Wu Wei watched with a smile as Best fell into infinite spit mode.

and Bai Ze glanced at each other, and felt that this thing was still the same after so many years.

However, Wu Wei and Bai Ze had another problem in their minds.

"More than 600 years?"

Looking at Best, its state is stable at the peak of the Silver Intermediate Level, and it is only one step away from entering the Silver Advanced, but it seems that it has never been able to cross it.

"This is a bit interesting, just looking at the normal silver intermediate creatures, the vitality is extremely vigorous, it is not at all obvious that it will die of old age in 600 years, at least it should be several times, why does Best only live for more than 600 years?"

It's like asking Bai Ze, and it's like talking to yourself.

"Is it because you're not with me, or because of that parallel universe?"

Best, who has been chattering, talked from the invention to urging the world to create a drama at the same time, and from the boredom of the drama to how it resisted the urge to kill and watched the 300th similar drama.

It was talking about the twentieth time it broke out of the atmosphere without the psionic net, and finally failed to escape back to the planet after wandering in the universe for half a year.

Suddenly, Best stopped, and looked at the earth and the big hands in the sky.

"Hahaha~~~~"

"The Lord is coming! Ben Meow is going back!! hahahaha, my prison life is over!!"

The cat was juggling in the air like a convulsive, and its roar was sharp and poignant, scaring the countless spectators below, even the Nevi guests.

Makuru's mind was originally in a state of mush, but when he heard the word "go back" from Best, he didn't know why, and instantly came to his senses.

'Go back ... Uncle Best is going back... ’

Sadly, he suddenly looked up at the big hand that was shining and twisting.

'If Uncle Best wants to go back... This hand is!!'

Makuru's heart, which hadn't even been able to make much of a splash at the resurrection, suddenly became agitated and yelled at the sky.

"You are destiny~~~!"

This roar drew the attention of many people on the ground back to the hand that covered the sky and the sun.

Since the resurrection of the stone statue, the hand has not moved, and the sound that began to sound like a bell on the Great Dao has never been seen again.

"Makuru~ I said, we still have the possibility of goodbye. ”

His tone was flat, as if he were talking about something as trivial as a falling leaf breeze, but Makuru knew that it was the sound of an existential change for the entire world.

Just like His last answer in the dream.

He is destiny!

The strange thing is that since the "resurrection" of Makuru and Best, it seems that all the secrets of this world have been opened to Wu Wei, and the previous few questions that need to be checked do not need to be verified.

"One million and three hundred thousand years, Best, you've slept for a long time!"

The tone of emotion seemed to have descended from the heavenly realm, but soon a scream broke the atmosphere.

"Meow ~~~~~~~~~!"

"What! so long!"

Best is like crazy.

"What about his meow's space battleship?What about the starship?What about the epoch-making weapon?I thought you were just stupid, but now I think you are hopeless!! Lord, I don't think this kind of mentally retarded planet needs to be collected at all, and it will all be destroyed humanely~~~~Meow~~~~!!"

Wu Wei shook his head.

That part of the planet's history flashes in my mind like a fragment.

This is the sorrow of the multi-intelligent race. ’

Throughout the history of millions of years, countless dynasties have changed, countless races have been born and died, and it is a vast history of wars.

If it weren't for the "magic skills" taught by Best, perhaps this planet, which is not naturally creative, might still be able to embark on the road of science and technology.

But it is precisely because of those "magic skills" that the already physically strong planet has embarked on another path.

These skills, which were born from martial arts, have actually been evolved by the various races of this world over a long period of time to develop various splendid techniques that use the energy of the body.

In this sense, they are not necessarily lacking in creativity.

And since I work hard to cultivate and can break through a thousand armies with a small number of people, then naturally no one will work hard to invent firearms or anything, flesh and blood weapons are the background color of history.

PS: The weather is cold, and it is approaching the Spring Festival, it is estimated that many book friends have begun to go to relatives, everyone pay attention to adding more clothes to keep warm, the dog's life is important!