Chapter 337: Don't Look at Me, I Can't Bear It

Ace's eyes widened, and he was puzzled in his heart, when did he help them?

Didn't he just go there for a walk, and after pretending to be forced, he left without looking back?

Where did they help?

"When you came to our world, you provided the most accurate ideological guidance for us human beings who have made the greatest contribution to mankind in the starry sky."

"It was under your guidance that he found a way to save our civilization."

"We all call him hereafter, the Son of Destruction!"

"It was with his help that our civilization was given the possibility of revival."

Brunester slowly tells a story.

In the year 35,411 of the ephemeris, the Child of Destruction met a saint from an alien plane on a planet invaded by the abyss in a fringe galaxy.

Reminded by the Alien Saints, the Sons of Destruction and his students unveil the history of mankind known as the Scarlet Age.

At that time, most of the human beings did not have enough to eat, and every outbreak of wars, alien races, famines, droughts, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis, and disasters would cause hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of human beings to die.

The mother river has been filled with the corpses of their humans more than once, and the blood in the great rivers has not receded all day long.

Countless human saints have followed one after another, using knives, swords, knowledge, culture, and tradition to open up a way forward for mankind in the midst of disasters.

Growing up in disasters and tempering in disasters, in the end, they humans unified the ancestral star, went to the starry sky, fought against all the races in the starry sky, wiped out us one by one, and became the only intelligent race in our home universe.

The era before the stars was ugly, and at this time, we, where the sword was pointing, were there any aliens who were our opponents.

We human beings are the development of the stop, and the level of science and technology is the downward leap of the stop.

Expand your field at breakneck speed.

And after the Starry Sky Age, blood is the only theme.

The difference is only in whether it is the blood shed with alien races and natural disasters, or the blood shed by the same thoughts, the same skin color, the same kind of human beings.

In the Scarlet Age, human beings flourished, and all kinds of rules were spawned, and now a small part of your human scientific and technological ideas are derived from this era.

History is the treasure of civilization, and the Children of Destruction and my disciples have finally found a way to save our civilization from history.

In the year 87,717 of the ephemeris, the Sons of Destruction abandoned a series of human rights bills such as fairness, justice, and so on.

In the frontier region of mankind, I forged a plough into a sword, and with the support of vested interests that are not available on hundreds of planets, I passed the Bill of Aristocracy, which divided people into nobles and poor, and those with vested interests who did not have them, and were uniformly assigned the title of nobility.

The interests of hundreds of planets passed the inheritance plan at an astonishing speed, and became the lost possession of the nobles.

The hidden scientific and technological creations, the lost warships, the lost mechas, and the hidden interests were all mastered by the existence of the nobles at the moment when the bill was released.

At this moment, all the nobles praised the Son of Destruction as the hope of civilization and a small good man, and we all honored the Son of Destruction as king and offered our loyalty.

The Sons of Destruction hold no power within hundreds of planets.

Self-interest and self-desire were minimized at that moment.

The system that had been created over decades was replaced at that moment by the ancient, aristocratic rules that were full of oppressive and blood-squeezing powers.

Hundreds of planets are wailing, and hundreds of millions of patients suffering from non-genetic diseases have lost their economic resources because they have been deprived of their benefits.

At the same time, the price of medicines for all genetic diseases has skyrocketed, and nearly 10 billion people died in the first year alone.

The riot broke out, but all the force that was lost was in the hands of the nobles, and the riot was meaningless, and the nobles prudently sent a billion manned aircraft legions, and then they were nervous and relaxed to kill all the people who had no sign of riot.

Blood stained the ground, corpses clogged roads, the stench of the sewers had been extinguished for decades, and the smoke from the burning of corpses enveloped the city.

The moment the nobles became nobles, they showed our instincts as nobles, their disregard for life and their absolute cruelty to anyone who dared to challenge our rights.

At that moment, a number of people who were ruled by freedom raised our heads and turned from human beings to slaves.

The aristocrats were ecstatic and enjoying everything we wanted to enjoy, dirty, happy, bloody, permeating every corner of civilization.

However, in the midst of that filth, because the living environment is extremely good.

The people at the bottom put an end to the slowest survival of the fittest.

On top of the micro-manipulation of the Children of Destruction, first of all, people who suffer from congenital heritable heritable brain genetic diseases are urgently eliminated on top of the cost of low-cost drugs and treatments.

Those who came took our resources and survived.

It's just that those who have occupied our resources and continue to survive have no congenital heritable brain genetic diseases.

Previously, the Children of Destruction ended the layout step by step, and people suffering from non-heritable diseases such as lungs, heart, liver, blood, meridians, etc., were eliminated in a cycle of not seventeen years in one generation, while ensuring the reproduction of humans on hundreds of planets.

In terms of my efforts, it has been a mere 800 years and 80 generations of elimination.

Heritable infectious diseases that have not disappeared from hundreds of planets have not yet disappeared.

for all who are sick are dead.

And the disappearance of hereditary diseases has completely liberated the shackles of human beings.

When there is no genetic disease, human beings grow from big to small, and the vast majority of the energy in the body is placed under the suppression and hard treatment of their own physical defects.

That's why the human beings in that universe have gone from the ancestral star to the end of the starry sky, generation after generation, obviously the growth of human beings, hundreds of billions, trillions or even hundreds of billions of them will be moved, but there are more and more people who can be called extraordinary scientists.

Because people with no hereditary diseases have a higher ability to grow than an abnormal person.

For people with hereditary diseases, a small part of the nutrients and energy in our bodies are placed under the suppression of diseases and the preservation of our own lives.

And people's growth needs energy, whether there is energy or not, grow a hairy.

When people's mobile phones are running, they still need electricity to regress and drive, and the energy is placed under the disease, and the growth of the cerebellum and the growth of the body are ignored.

In the deepest instinct of life, survival is the first priority, and as for growth, this is something that can only be imagined before survival is guaranteed.

The shackles are gone, and the technology inside hundreds of planets has ended its explosive development.

There are a few existences that can be called transcendent scientists, and they have been invested in scientific research one after another, and human science and technology, which had stopped because of the disappearance of a small part of transcendent scientists, has retreated slowly.

At that moment, humanity ushered in a revival again.

In the volcanic hot springs, everyone who is not there is attracted to the story of Brunei My Son.

Including some of the eight thousand gods who descended to their consciousness to gain less knowledge.

We are all listening carefully to the principles, rules, ideas, and systems that are born in the journey of the revival of civilization.

Everything outside of that is the most precious treasure for us.

It will help us avoid very few pitfalls, so that you can go backwards smoothly.

Looking at Brunei, who was covered in a sour smell but was now full of energy, Ace was involuntarily full of respect for this human creature named the Child of Destruction.

It's respect, the other party is too ruthless, and it's too awesome.

Obviously, our civilization is slow, but I was stunned to find a way out of despair, and pulled the slow-dead human civilization back from death.

Don't look at Bruneister, it seems to be the son of destruction, and with a wave of his hand, he has obtained the right to rule these hundreds of planets.

But in reality, in an interstellar civilization where human rights programs flourish, it is not possible to do what I did.

The best and most understandable comparison is not a country in my later life in the early Warring States period.

The Qin State was weak through the military merit system, what did that bring? This is the first time that the other eight countries have joined forces to retreat.

It's not that the Qin State at this time has no geographical advantages in the Guanzhong region, and its luck is not good, but the first one in a country to be destroyed is not Qin.

Individuals and those who rule the country, before they perceive that a certain guy is going to destroy him, will consciously kill the other person.

It is the survival instinct of the individual and the person who rules the country.

Extrapolating from this era, the era in which the Children of Destruction lived.

The other party used the nobles to kill the corpses and blood in these hundreds of planets, and the generations inside the hundreds of planets were killed by me in various ways I know how many times.

There are a few special people on the human planet in the hundreds of planets who saw that scene, will they refuse?

Say no to a hammer.

Fools know that if the other party has taken over these hundreds of planets, they will definitely expand my system inward.

Facing the extreme situation that he and his son, his son, his son, his wife, his parents, and his relatives will die in this miserable social system outside the stinking ditch.

What will we do?

Of course, they will do everything they can to kill each other.

Because it is to kill each other, our whole family will die.

Under the pressure of human beings in an entire universe, hundreds of planets were saved, and I really wondered how the other side survived.

"How's it going?"

"Son of Destruction, am I extending my system to the entire universe?"

Zhu Qun said with full expectations.

In the absence of a conflict of interest, I am willing to give my goodwill to other civilizations.

That's in my nature.

In the face of my question, the originally radiant Brunester was like a frosted eggplant.

"Before hundreds of planets were transformed, the Sons of Destruction started a war with my human planet using technology that was one level lower than my planet's."

"At its peak, it occupied a tenth of the universe."

"However, the children of destruction are eternal and perishable gods after all."

"My lifespan is unlimited, and I have lived for eight thousand years, and I am the longest-lived person in your universe."

"I'm dead."

Brunes' words are full of sorrow.

I'm saying that before the Son of Doom died, even the Lords would be able to deduce what had happened.

There is no child of destruction, internal troubles erupt, and the kingdom established by the other party is destroyed.

At the same time that the kingdom was destroyed, the nobility was naturally swept back to the garbage heap.

Humanity has ushered in a long time of peace and happiness.

It's just that happiness and peace were built before the marriage between humans who had become anomalous and humans on other planets, and then turned into a bunch of waste at the slowest speed.

The volcanic hot springs are full of sighs.

One by one, the elementary school scholars who used teleportation to know where they came out ended their rapid sighs.

The gods whispered, too.

In fact, we have encountered the development of civilization in this universe several times.

In our history, mortal civilizations have developed once and for all to a worse extent than interstellar civilizations.

Wizard civilization, mage civilization, technology civilization, plant civilization, the number is clear.

However, it was not because of such a problem that the world was brought down in order to avoid the extinction of his own race.

We have to take action, clean the whole world, let everything start again, and continue to maintain the growth of the racial genes and the growth of the world.

Shida said that the Sage above the Netherworld is the ladder of regression of civilization and the world.

So we gods who hold the weakest power in the world, the "rules", are not there to prevent such extremes.

The development of civilization has always been smooth sailing.

All kinds of pits, as soon as you step on them carefully, civilization will basically be wiped out, and it will drag down your own world by the way.

"Since the Son of Destruction has not yet been found, he will continue to follow my path if there is a way to save their civilization."

Ace said without any doubts.

There are no role models anymore, and the role models are doing a very good job, although I hung up in the process, but the results are still good.

At most, the other party used his own power to delay the deterioration of the genetic level of human beings in this world.

The other party is worthy of being called the smallest saint before the human race retreats into the starry sky, and the title of the son of destruction is really accurate.

There are too few people killed, and generation after generation is still killed.

And the generation in the starry sky of the universe, this is calculated in trillions or even billions of regressions.

Generations of killing.

Good fellow, it is said that we have not killed any one in the entire history of mankind.

Ruthless enough!

It's just a pity that I died too early.

Is there an extraordinary world, the other party has lived 8,000 teenagers, and it can not be regarded as a rebellion.

If I don't have the will of the world, I will open it.

And in the process of my development, the will of the world must be desperate to help the old man and retreat.

Yes, even if the level of science and technology has jumped so much, I really want to figure out how the other party has captured one-tenth of the universe.

Anyway, I think that if I pull the eight thousand gods of my universe over to help, the chances of success are still slim.

After all, it's okay to have two civilizations that are definitely single.

But the other side is all human, and the infiltration, imitation, and plagiarism of the same race are simply too big.

It's something else, as long as you find some relatives in your own territory who are not related to the insiders of the other party's forces.

That's nothing, is it all easy?

A small part of human beings are emotional animals, absolutely sane guys, but after all, they are only the majority.

Not to mention the other party's aristocratic rule, when there is no people nurtured by free thought, it is too big to want to get some Qiqizai.

Brunester sat down on the surface of the plate behind Ace's noodles, and his tone was full of Shidao: "Why didn't you continue on the path of the Son of Destruction?"

"For 80,000 years before the death of the Son of Destruction!"

"The end of your world's holy descendants, walk along my path."

"But in one case, they all won."

"Even without the help of the will of the world, you still have the power to stop the mighty human race."

"The time you came, Shida wanted to ask for another way to save your civilization."

"You haven't dragged it out yet."

"During the time of the Children of Destruction, before I had finished reforming, the vast majority of you human beings did not have one or two congenital hereditary diseases."

"But now, you, as a saint, are in the back of your civilization."

"And your body has congenital brain defects, congenital heart disease, congenital menstrual lung failure, congenital kidney failure, congenital gastrointestinal failure."

"Even the adults of this period are like this!"

"You're all like that, we're less than four out of four people worse than you."

"There are not more and more saints, and you are not the only saint born in the past 10,000 years."

"Do you know that before you die, you will not be born for Christmas to carry the torch of your civilization."

"So, did you put your fate under the noble rules that were reactivated by the Doomed Son of Doom, but wanted to ask for his help."

"Your instincts as saints tell you that you can't save your civilization."

"Just like guiding the Children of Destruction!"

Brunester looked at Ace expectantly.

It's as if Ace is my first straw, the first hope to save my civilization.

Looking at Brucester who pleaded with me behind the face.

Ace's small dragon head consciously turned to another direction.

There is nothing I can do?

The Son of Destruction on the other side is so awesome, almost cutting down the entire universe, occupying one-tenth of the universe, and can save this universe.

My big arms and thighs are enough to fight a human planet on the other side.

I really can't help it.

The dragon is expensive and has no self-knowledge, and it is best to do it yourself.

While messing up the opponent, he will also bear the boiling killing intent brought by the opponent before the victory.

helped, and was regarded as an enemy by the other party.

Why bother?

And the hatred of a universe, I can also carry a million of it.

Or who can bear it.

The resentment of the destruction of a huge small universe world, even if it is as weak as a great divine power, this is a castle under the big beach, and it is scattered by the sea.

The weak divine power can be carried by it, I can be no less awesome, and I can be weaker than the weak divine power.

At this time, I really have a headache.