So, the next day, he contacted the king of his race, ready to tell the king of the cat people about his success here.

A ** message was sent by him with his magic screen.

"Wang, there is no way to use a knife, and my group of students here are very, very hard."

"I only sleep five hours a day, and the rest of the time I study hard."

"I think the way I teach them has been very successful and deserves to be promoted by all of us."

"For the early arrival of the war, for the prosperity and strength of our cat people."

"Please promote my way!"

The Cat Man Captain is very loyal, loyal to his race, the Cat Man, and even more loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.

Always want to fight for Ace, keep chopping, keep killing, as long as there is a battle, he can take his cubs to cut for a hundred years without panting.

Proper loyalist.

In the large castle, the king of the cat people race is worried about his kittens who don't like to study.

Just as they feared at the beginning, the absolute militaristic rules created by His Majesty the Emperor put nine out of ten targets on cutting people.

In terms of improving wisdom, although there are some, but compared to cutting people, it is really pitiful.

All the cat cubs under his command are combat kittens, all of them have explosive muscles, and they hold a knife in their hands, either the enemy dies or I die.

A murderous mess.

But let them throw away their knives and pick up the barrel of their pens, and they will turn from murderous cats into sick cats.

It's really unadaptable.

I didn't have the energy to study at all, and when I looked inside the school, ninety percent was in a daze, and the other one was drowsy because of listening, and at this moment he was being dropped on a tree and hung up by his soldiers.

"Ding Dong!"

The king of cat people subconsciously turned on his magic screen and looked at the message sent to him by his son-in-law.

He clicked away with his paw.

Looking at the ** message inside, he was silent.

He took out his own knife from his waist, looked at this beautiful knife, and said with some hesitation: "Is the knife really useful in learning?"

"Didn't the Legendary Sages say that they should be taught well, their interest in learning should be enhanced, and then they should be taught step by step."

"Could it be that they are wrong?"

Hesitated.

"Or else!"

"Try"

After thinking about it for a while, the king of cat people decided to try it for a month and see the results.

If it works, then promote it vigorously.

If it's not good, then revert back to the way it was.

Teach the students that the military merit winners under the king of the race are all blindfolded, indicating that we really can't do this.

Our exercises are all initiated, and the resources are all cut out, and whatever you want, you can cut it down.

To teach and raise cats, it is better to let them go to the battlefield and come up with a seven-in and seven-out.

But if it's hacking people or cats, they're very professionals.

Under the order of the king of the race, the winners of his military merits silently came to the back of their own cat cubs.

He drew his scimitar, and stared at the heads of his cubs.

One, you give me a little serious, or my knife will cut you on the head.

For the sake of your life, give me a good study.

If you can't learn well, I'll let you walk the road that you can only complete in thirty years now.

In the big classroom, a cat scholar is spitting on his speech and teaching.

The magic screen, which is completely 100,000 meters high, is changing one picture after another with his words.

In front of him, 100,000 cat people cubs, under the supervision of 10,000 cat people military merit winners, were sweating hard and studying hard, and they didn't dare to delay for a moment.

The daze, the sleeping, the disturbing each other, all gone.

All of them are good students.

Among them, a fat orange cat was sweating behind it.

He worked hard to learn what the Cat University Scholar in front of him taught.

The pen in his hand did not dare to stop for a moment.

It's not that he wants to learn, but that there's a knife against his back.

His father, an orange cat bigger than him.

Staring at a tiger with eyes bigger than a tiger, he sat on a bench with a whetstone in front of him, and his two cat paws were grinding his knife on the whetstone surface one by one.

After grinding a few times, he will also carry a knife behind his back, humming and practicing martial arts.

Such a deep fatherly love.

If he doesn't study hard, is he worthy of his father?

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"

"Why am I going to be treated like this all of a sudden?"

"Just because I'm a little slimmer and a little smarter, I was chosen out of hundreds of big orange cats."

"Let me go through such torture!"

"I'm already studying hard!"

The big orange cat's heart was full of complaints.

Some smart people have long known that only by gaining strength can they control their own destiny.

So, after being taught by a scholar, he worked very hard to become a priest or a scholar.

However, he tried, but the group of cats around him who could only cut people could not learn at all.

And it is difficult for cats to sit still.

So, there was some confusion.

In the end, the king of the race couldn't stand it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, he asked their father to come over.

Staring at them with a knife.

This is nothing short of a disaster for him.

Now, he has to listen to the teachings of university scholars and study hard.

On the one hand, he also has to bear the heavy fatherly love of his father.

It really made him burst into tears!

At night, he can only sleep two-thirds of the time before, and he has to get up before dawn to study hard, and he must not waste a second.

What a hard work.

The big orange cat is in pain.

However, on top of the tall tower, the king of cat people, looked at the cat cubs below whose learning speed skyrocketed seven or eight times in an instant.

A cat's face is smiling with cat teeth.

"It seems that my son-in-law is still very capable!"

"This method is very useful!"

"There is the supervision of the father of the kittens, and they all work hard."

"No more desertion!"

"Looking at this appearance, the probability of becoming a talent should not be low, and this method should be vigorously promoted!"

The king of cat people decided to implement this education method in the whole cat family.

So, he showed his results to dozens of other queen catmen.

The entire cat clan began a vigorous educational reform.

The military merit winners excitedly picked up their knives and sat down behind their own cubs who were studying hard.

Look at them with loving eyes and hope that they will succeed.

As for the knife in the hand, it is just a little fun, and it will not hinder the learning of the kittens.

And countless muscular cat cubs who are learning have shed tears of fatherly love, working hard and studying hard.

Vows to make himself a talent and contribute to the state of the cat people.

The education of the Cat People has been a great success.

With the help of the knife education method, learning efficiency, learning success rate, and classroom discipline have been greatly improved.

Countless military merit winners have said that their cubs are learning very well, and the speed of learning is many times faster than before.

The success of the cat people has inspired other dark races.

It turns out that knives can also be used in education.

Tell me earlier.

We can make mistakes in everything, but when do we make mistakes when we cut people with knives?

Slashing people, slashing cats, slashing dwarves, slashing elves, and all other enemies, we are all professionals.

They followed in the footsteps of the cat people and began to educate one by one.

Under the method of knife education, the transcendent in knowledge began to grow rapidly.

As for the suffering of the cubs in this process, it is selectively ignored by all vested interests.

As long as they succeed in making them sacrifices, scholars, scholars, scholars, and people below will have more suffering.

Those of them with vested interests, one tear counts them as losing.

And countless winners of the Dragon Alliance's military merits also said that we are very good at urging the cubs to study.

Very, very easy.

is the so-called bitter cub, not bitter military merit winners.

You are in pain, what does it matter to me.

As long as you can become a talent, I will cut you hundreds of times without blinking an eye.

Even if you become a talent in the future, you have to thank me.

Otherwise, after I live for thirty years, I will marry dozens of beautiful new daughters-in-law, and come to a cool crooked,

And you, who died of old age a few years ago.

The world is big, and the small life is the biggest.

Exchanging the pain of the present for a glorious life in the future is worth it no matter how you look at it.

As long as you can become a priest, you can become a first-order transcendent.

And if you become a transcendent person, you can live for more than a hundred years.

If you can become a second-order scholar, you will have a lifespan of at least five hundred.

A third-level university scholar can pass a thousand!

Not to mention the transcendent level after that.

In today's Dragon Alliance, as long as the war can break out and the rank and strength increase, it will be the same as flying.

A hundred years ago, you were just an ordinary first-order transcendent, and after a hundred years of cutting, as long as you don't die, you are 100% a legend.

The difficulty of improving class strength is both simple and solid.

It all depends on how sharp your knife is and how well you can cut people.

The Dragon Alliance prospered.

Under the efforts of countless military merit winners holding knives.

The shortcomings of the transcendent in knowledge began to be made up for rapidly, and their strength continued to skyrocket in the process.

The scene was unusually harmonious.

The cubs of the military merit winners studied hard, vowing to double the income of the Dragon Alliance and all vested interests in the entire world, and worked desperately.

The winners of military merit held knives to encourage them to study hard.

For the success of his cubs, even if the plantation is gone, he still has to work hard.

Everything, for the Dragon Alliance, for the strength of the ontological world.

As for Ace's million-square-kilometer floating island, it will have to wait another one or two hundred years.

The workers have not been educated, where can they still build space warships?

You have to lay the foundation before you can build it.

……

In the infinitely deep underground, there are more than 3,000 ancient evil gods, forming a huge alliance of gods.

The clones they sent looked at the thriving dragon alliance on the screen in front of them.

One by one, their eyes were full of longing.

In the front row, the kings of the races of the human race, who had taken the lead in recovering for more than a hundred years, sat at the front with absolute strength.

On a high platform.

The god of civilization stood in the middle of the temple of gods, looked at the magnificent scene around him, and said in a loud voice: "We, the human gods, have pulled you out of history."

"You know why!"

"The living gods in the sky, under the huge income brought by the last dragon, have skyrocketed in strength one by one."

"According to my inference, in such a high-quality and huge surge in faith income, the time is not far off for their overall strength to rise by a notch."

"We, the human gods, could not resist their tremendous pressure, so we have resurrected you."

"Use this to unite and fight them together!"

The voice fell.

Looking around thoughtfully at the ancient evil gods of other races?

The god of civilization continued:

"Now!"

"Welcome back to this wonderful world."

Magnificent applause resounded throughout the temple of gods.

The ancient evil gods of all races were already extremely excited at this time.

What do they see?

Their own race turned out to be so powerful.

While the genetic level is extremely powerful, the number has skyrocketed, hundreds of times and thousands of times more than before.

The huge benefits brought by this are that they can recover a large part of their strength by eating a single leg hair.

And the human gods who resurrected them, they are naturally very grateful.

Of course, this is also because they do not have a conflict of interest.

The tribes are now united under the wing of the last dragon, Ace.

And in the process, it has achieved brilliant success.

Their contradictions have disappeared.

Their interests have become aligned.

War, war, war!

As long as there is a war, their benefits can be multiplied tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold.

In this case, the rational ones all chose to unite.

After all, there is no conflict of interest, there are common enemies, common interests.

The union is a matter of course.

This wonderful world will eventually have a part of them.

The human gods were smiling, and their eyes were full of ambition to re-elevate the kingdom of God and achieve eternal immortality.

In the past, there was little hope for this kind of thing, and the success rate was not one.

However, this is no longer the case, and the share of interests within the world has skyrocketed by tens of thousands of times.

The original competition for religious resources and the living space of various ethnic groups has disappeared without a trace.

All vested interests have their eyes on war, and they want to multiply their income tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold through war.

The scattered and meager interests, in the face of the interests of one's own income increased tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold, are not worthy of attracting the attention of the gods in the present world at all.

There was that time, pushing hard in the back of the war, and making a lot more money than that.

In this case, the chances of exalting the kingdom of God and re-attaining greatness are many times higher than before.

Therefore, the atmosphere of the three thousand ancient evil gods inside the hall of the gods was extremely warm.

The will of the world cast its gaze on the temple of the gods.

Looking at this group of original losers, there was no sadness or joy in his heart.

The interests within the world were multiplied thousands of times under the manipulation of the last dragon Ace.

This brings with it a huge amount of resources, but also an endless stream of greedy eyes.

In today's ontological world, there needs to be enough force to protect one's own interests.

And this group of ancient evil gods buried in history is just enough to make up for the gap in force.

After all, each of the other party was a great god who had ascended to the top of the kingdom of God.

It is the most precious treasure in the world.

As long as they get back their own strength, their combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of today's living gods.

With them, the stability of the world will be strengthened.

And with the arrival of those outer gods, new laws, new rules, and new powers have been slowly condensed.

The positions of the heavenly gods are many, much more than before.

And as time goes by, the number of outer gods also grows anytime and anywhere, and more rules, more laws, and more authority will continue to appear.

Her world, as long as there are no accidents halfway, the big world is also the pinnacle world, which is a sure thing.

After all, the absolute militaristic rule created by Ace that as long as there is war, he can infinitely improve the quality of his dependents' genes is too powerful.

As long as there is a war, one out of ten thousand can become one out of 100,000, one out of million, one out of million, one out of 10,000.

The further back on, with the frantic expansion of the scale of the war.

The benefits brought by each time are also expanding wildly.

The big world is promising.

Even in the legendary multiverse world, she couldn't think about it.

In the temple of the gods underground.

The figures of more than 3,000 ancient evil gods of various races disappeared one after another.

They began to form new small groups centered around one race at a time.

Then start forming alliances and setting the rules.

Then, the focus was on the war.

The most orthodox way to advance in the Dragon Alliance is to go from slave to race king in order to obtain the blood sacrifice of the entire race.

And if they want to be part of the Dragon Alliance, they need war.

Otherwise, even if they can join in, they will be a slave and will not benefit at all.

After all, the eyes of the entire world are now fixed on the Dragon Alliance.

The will of the world has regarded the Dragon Alliance as its own son.

There are certain means that they simply cannot use and do not dare to use.

Now you can only use the most orthodox way to obtain benefits equal to your status step by step.

And the most orthodox way is to hack the enemy to death in the war announced by Ace.

The more you cut, the more you benefit.

Simple and efficient!

It's also very much in line with their hearts.

As former gods, it's hard to say anything else, and each of them is professional in hacking enemies to death.

Professional counterpart!

It's just something that makes them feel a little irritated, and now the Dragon Alliance has no war at all.

Let them have no strength, but there is no place to use it.

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