Long Beiming could feel that there were relatives who came to see him and talk to him, although the mourning armor was full of cracks, but it was still completing the mission of protecting the master, and even Long Beiming could feel that once his uncle held his hand wrapped in armor, as if he was saying something, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, but he just felt very tired and sleepy.

If life can be chosen, Long Beiming wants to be unable to sleep at the moment, feeling that every hair is a thousand pounds of burden.

During this period, Long Beiming felt that the rescuer wanted to knock on his armor once, but the counterattack ability of the Pure Extinguishing Flame was still there, but everyone who knocked on the armor suffered the counterattack of the Pure Extinguishing Flame, but I don't know how many people were burned to death because of this passive counterattack.

Long Beiming had continuous dreams, dream after dream, dreaming of many living and dead people, and even Virgil walking in the starry sky.

"Still sleeping, it's time to get up. ”

Virgil, who has silver and white hair, looks unruly and domineering with short hair that stands up, but his gaze looks very soft when he looks at Long Beiming.

"Senior, I'm tired, I don't know why I always feel so tired, I don't want to wake up, as long as I fight wherever I go, I'll follow me wherever I go, I'm really tired, I don't want to care about anything, I don't want to do anything. ”

Virgil sighed slightly, looking at Long Beiming, who was sprinkled like a child, but laughed unconsciously.

"You don't like to go back to your so-called era of order, because you have no status in the era of order, and now the dark calendar has given you strength and status, and you really don't want to wake up, because you are tired of fighting, so do you know what you are fighting for?"

"For ......"

Long Beiming opened his mouth and still didn't speak, because Long Beiming didn't even know what he was fighting for, whether it was to live or for his relatives, or for revenge, and being alive was the cause of his father's death?

But what is it for? I always need a reason and motivation to fight, and what am I fighting for......

Long Beiming sat down, because he felt that he was suddenly confused, he had rushed to Xi'an City to find his uncle and brother, and now he had found it, but what happened next? It seemed that all the battles had become meaningless.

But there is no point in fighting, this world is forcing everyone to fight, if you don't fight, you will die, you will be killed by your own kind, or by insects, and even many people don't know what they are fighting for, what they are killing for, or even killing people purely for the sake of killing, living for the sake of living, aimless, living one day at a time, not seeing the ideal, not finding the goal.

"You used to have ideals, you had your dreams. ”

Virgil spoke lightly in front of Long Beiming, as if he was trying to arouse Long Beiming's consciousness.

"Have I ever had?"

"Yes, not long after you started the dark calendar, you had dreams, very big, very big. ”

Long Beiming fell into deep thought, many memories were blurred, and it was difficult to remember, until Long Beiming recalled the day he fell into the Lingbo Prison, and saw the painful soldier on the corner of the street in Anseong, and then was chased and killed by insects......

The scene skips one by one, and finally freezes on that sentence.

"One day, when the predecessors are strong, they can use a large stone tablet to engrave all the meritorious human beings, just like those statues in the square, to be admired by future generations. ”

"Yes, a lot of people died because of me, a lot of people, they could have lived and grown, maybe their qualifications are much better than mine...... But they all died to save me...... Why are they doing that?"

Long Beiming looked at Virgil suspiciously, hoping that the god who once ruled the universe could give him an answer.

"In my time, so powerful that the monks of my generation went, it was the territory of the Origin Star, and we gave birth to a brilliant civilization, as blazing as a star in the darkness, we arbitrated the living, we pronounced the law, we planned the system, we judged good and evil, and it was true that we said that there should be light, and then the world had a light ......"

Speaking of this, Virgil smiled, Long Beiming knew that this was not the real Virgil, this was just a carrier of his consciousness, but Virgil laughed wildly, and tears overflowed from his cheeks.

They have been strong, they have been invincible, but if you look at the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse described in the Bible, you will know that they are the arbiters of the apocalypse, bringing death to planet after planet, but what is the result?

The results and facts are in front of them, they are defeated, defeated, fallen, and perished, and after countless hours, only a strong unwillingness remains, and countless legends and puzzles have been left in this world.

"You are so powerful, who are your enemies? You showed me a clip of the gray-haired old man in front of a cemetery full of tombstones, his corpse is still kneeling and worshipping something, why is he still crying after so many years of death?"

"Actually, you should ask, why are human beings the dregs, not worthy of breathing the same air under the sky as other life, why are human beings low?

Virgil did not answer Long Beiming's words, but only guided his train of thought from another angle.

"Because of that big war? because of defeat?"

"You are only half right, this starry sky, there are battles every day, and the annexed races are now living in harmony, why can't human beings? A human rebels against oppression, and the entire race will be tortured to death, why?"

Long Beiming fell into contemplation again, although he felt that it was not his responsibility, but gradually this question led his curiosity, it was because of curiosity and yearning that human beings came to the top when they were in the order of the world, and the seemingly powerful civilization only belonged to the wild planet in the universe.

"That's right...... Why can't human beings? Why can't we? Why can't we? Why can we only be slaved forever? We can only be killed by other races? We won't even be given the right to resist?"

Virgil got up slowly, looked at Long Beiming and smiled, Virgil, who was very tall, gently patted Long Beiming's head, just like a kind elder looking at the most promising junior in the family.

"It's time to wake up from the dream, don't run away, I used to want you to leave here, leave the Origin Star, and now I also want you to leave, but I hope that you can come back one day, take the Zheng Zheng Iron Horse, and re-embark on these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. ”

Long Beiming suddenly woke up from the hospital bed, sat up suddenly, and startled Hao, who was carefully observing Long Beiming's every move on the side, from the original quiet resonance of the Yuan Force to the Yuan Force Resonance suddenly returned to the peak, just like a corpse.

Long Beiming, who had just sat up, saw not only his uncle with heavy dark circles next to the hospital bed, but also his younger brother who had not closed his eyes, a tall and thin middle-aged man, stretched out his left hand and shook it.

"Hello, my name is ......"

"Pengamu?"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, then continued with a smile: "Since you know me, then I won't introduce them, maybe you have seen them outside the fungus blanket area." ”

"Are they?

"No, I'm also a clone, a lot of it, some clones had an accident at the beginning of the Dark Calendar and died, but it doesn't matter anymore, does it? Because of the cooperation between you and Dean Ma, the dimensional gate was closed, so that we can fight against the insects in the outside world without internal worries, and the seventh leader asked me to thank you on his behalf. ”

"Just ......"

Peng Jiamu stopped talking about this, pushed his glasses, and looked at Long Beiming.

"Tell me, Professor, if you have any questions, I may not be able to answer them. ”

Peng Jiamu heard Long Beiming's words, and gradually sighed and said.

"Chief Seven would like you to describe the way you traveled directly to the cave dome where the Dimensional Gate was located, and you know, if there was such a way of traveling, it would be possible for us to cross out of the fungus blanket area and get in touch with the outside world. ”

"Well, I just found a strange string of words, and I touched the words with my divine sense, and I ended up there......"

The two exchanged a few words and Peng Jiamu left the ward, and after Peng Jiamu left, Long Beiming finally understood what his father warned him at that time, be careful of the seventh chief, sure enough, he is old and not dead as a thief, such a piece has already hit his head, but Peng Jiamu still left a pot of flowers and plants, saying that when the dimensional gate dissipated, it was left from another world, it was not a genius treasure, it had no medicinal value, it was a reward with Long Beiming.

A pot of blood-red orchids, bewitchingly blooming......

The orchid stamen is like an innocent and resolute face, and the Japanese girl with two knives and a fierce waist in her hand, Bamboo Vine Yulan......