Chapter 44 Natural Selection, Natural Selection, Survival of the Fittest

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Old pedants would always clear their throats and smile meaningfully when they were lecturing, or hold notes that did not write a single word, or look directly at their students. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is a look in those dark eyes that seems to be able to see you through at a glance.

And those teachers who teach literacy in small towns will only shake their heads, repeating over and over again the scriptures that they have read countless times but still cannot understand the truth.

In those eyes without passion, there is a distance in all directions.

And Xia He is not an old pedant, he will not always look at his actual student, and then accuse him with a "you don't understand anything" gaze.

He is not one of those teachers who can only make people literate and read, and he will not teach those warning sayings that have been recited by predecessors word by word.

He was not an old pedant, so he raised his head and sat on the eaves of the carriage and watched the long road ahead.

He is not a small school teacher, so when he says this, it is a shocking rumor that the world has never heard of.

"What is cultivation?" Xia He's voice became leisurely, as if he was telling the truth of the world.

"Some people regard spiritual practice as a gift from heaven, worship practitioners as gods, and regard spiritual practice as a miracle to the gods, which is the most common saying in the world, and use a sacred outfit to dress up those who have power beyond the mundane. ”

"Of course that's not right. ”

This is the saying of secular people, those who are out of the world naturally don't think like this, and Xia He naturally doesn't think like this.

As for Yin Huai, he drove the old horse seriously, and he couldn't tell whether he thought so in his calm eyes.

"Because no one knew what practice was, there were countless scholars who tried to figure out why people needed to practice and then deduce what the essence of practice was. ”

"So what is the purpose of the practice? ”

The more accepted sayings in the world today are those from the Source Scriptures. ”

"The source scripture says that in the barbaric era, it was a wild beast, and countless powerful and ferocious creatures ruled the whole world, and the world at that time was a dark world, a barbaric world, and a world of despair. ”

"Of course, there will be people at that time, but there was no cultivation at that time, and as for people, they are just poor creatures who rely on each other for food and ferocious beasts. ”

"Just like in every era, there is always a person who can change people's lives. The times have made great men. ”

"That barbaric era also created cultivators. ”

"It is said that the first practitioner was nothing more than an ordinary human leader, and at that time, there were many people who held each other, and there were many human leaders like him. ”

"It's just that he is a special one, because he is infinitely powerful, and that is not from the protection of the gods, it is just the power of cultivation that is awakened by chance. ”

"He was so powerful that he was elected as a leader. ”

"He was the first cultivator, and he was also a rough cultivator, and he soon died if he didn't know how to practice. ”

"Dead at the mouth of an ordinary alien beast. ”

"His death was very ordinary, but the world after his death was not ordinary. ”

"It was as if a door had been opened, and the power hidden in the door that belonged to those alien beasts suddenly gushed out from the smashed door. ”

"Soon there was a second practitioner, a third cultivator, and countless cultivators were emerging, or rather blowout. ”

"Practitioners are a product of that era. It's like nature's choice of humans. ”

"The strong remained, the weak, the unworthy were discarded. ”

In fact, nature seems to have made a myriad of choices. ”

"That's what is called natural selection. ”

In the early summer, there is a cool breeze blowing in the small forest, which is not very hot and dry, and even very cool, bringing people a deep coolness.

It was cold to my heart, just like what Xia He said at the moment.

Click, click.

A clear sound, a clear sound mixed with the wind.

At the moment, it seems a little abrupt.

After the sound, there was a series of squeaky cries. Yin Huai's eyes were attracted by the scream.

It was a squirrel, small, brown, with small black eyes that met Yin Huai's gaze.

There was panic in the little black eyes, but more of a curiosity, curiosity about the behemoth in front of him.

Because I was curious, I wanted to get closer.

The little squirrel wanted to get close to the creature he had never seen before.

However, instead of approaching, a shrill cry was heard.

Heart-wrenching screams.

Soon, Yin Huai saw the reason for the cry - a leaf stained with a few blood stains, the leaf was under the squirrel, and the blood stain naturally came from the little squirrel who accidentally fell off the branch.

The squeaking sound grew faster and weaker.

Maybe it's not long lived.

Looking at the little squirrel, Yin Huai's mind seemed to flash countless pictures, which seemed to be far away from him, and seemed to have been deeply engraved in his heart, and would come out from time to time.

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"Son, wait for Daddy to kill the dark...... Husband, you are so stupid, how could I leave you......"

"You'll remember me, if you could keep alive...... I also hope to ......"

"Brother, Xiaoman can see his father and mother soon...... Xiaoman is very happy......"

"Xiaoman!"

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So are we the ones who have been abandoned by nature?

And is that god really the one who was chosen by nature to become a god?

Yin Huai thought a lot, remembering his father's back when he left, thinking of the person who fell in his arms, and thinking of his sister who was shrouded in holy light.

I remembered the dilapidated world with a beautiful red moon.

It's a world of abandonment.

Suddenly, Yin Huai felt a little heartache, a heartache.

Squeaky little squirrels, scrawny old horses, dilapidated and overburdened carriages, dead people, and people abandoned by the previous world.

In this secluded little forest, it was silently forgotten and abandoned.

Everything is a natural selection, and backward civilizations should be destroyed and new ones created.

The dead should lie down in the wilderness, and then give strength to the living and motivate them to move on.

Injured squirrels, and old horses that can't carry heavy loads, should be left behind or boiled and eaten, and those are good options, also known as dedication.

Yin Huai's mood was very low.

Everything has been naturally selected, and everything is the intended ending.

Natural selection, natural selection, survival of the fittest.

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Natural selection, something I learned when I was still in class at the beginning, I remember liking it at the time, or I was surprised that I could know the fundamental laws of such a world. It was only later that I understood the cruelty and indifference in this simple survival of the fittest, perhaps, this is really the fundamental law of society, the law that has been handed down from ancient times to the present, but after all, I still don't like it.

I don't like the so-called law of being so simple to naked, to being indifferent.

But in the end, all I can do is not like it, and after I don't like it, I can only hesitate in the shadow of the law, and it is difficult.

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