in the lounge

Zhou Quyu and Qiao Qiuran sat on the sofa on the left, and Li Jing and Mu Yang sat on the sofa on the right.

They looked at each other, silently digesting what they had just heard.

"Gods." Zhou Quyu muttered in a low voice, "Can the gods resurrect the dead?" ”

"That's against the laws of nature." Qin sat beside Zhou Quyu, and by the way, pulled Huoluo and Dust back and asked the two of them to sit down.

"Actually, everything can be explained by human science, but the current level of human technological development is not enough to explain the abilities of the gods. ”

As some scientists have said, perhaps the end of science is theology.

The reason why miracles are miracles is just another synonym that people nowadays cannot explain in scientific language.

Federal cadets and Imperial cadets sit together.

Dust looked at them, and the big eyes of the water spirit were puzzled: "You seem to think that God is omnipotent. ”

Qiao Qiuran let out a soft 'ah', looked left and then right, "Maybe it's because I read those myths and stories stored in the library." ”

"What mythology?" Huoluo was intrigued, "Is it a mythical story written by your ancestors?" ”

Once upon a time, Firefall lived with a woman who had a similar breath to the Lord God.

At that time, I could always listen to her tell all kinds of interesting mythological stories.

In each story, you seem to be able to capture the figure of a friend you knew before.

"Just listen to it." Qiao Qiu cleared his throat and began to tell the mythical stories he had seen before.

Without exception, these stories are all about what human beings pray for and desire for the Heavens.

The gods saw that humans were very pious, and they sent down miracles to fulfill their requests.

After these stories were told, Qiao Qiuran was like a person who pursued the truth, and looked at Huoluo with an expectant gaze, "Are these stories true?" ”

"It's a great story, but it's not." Huoluo shook his head, "In the past, what human beings wanted, there would be eight songs to talk to the main god. ”

"Eight?" It was the first time that all the cadets present heard the word.

Exploring the history of their ancestors and asking about Mr. Moyo's past are linked to a great attraction for this group of cadets.

So when they heard the word eight, they all wanted to figure out what eight was.

Huoluo speculated that he might not be able to tell the story at his level of interstellar lingua franca.

He set his eyes on Qin, hoping that he would be able to explain the matter.

"The eight songs are the eight humans selected by the human race to be able to communicate directly with the gods, and the eight songs themselves will also have some magic skills to help humans solve some difficulties."

Qin actually wants to add that the eight of them are currently equivalent to the position of the eight heads.

It's just that he thought that Mo You didn't explain this matter, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

Mo You, who was sitting in the front cabin, listened to their conversation in full.

"Do you want to give them a thorough understanding of the new eight songs that have been chosen?"

Lan Yan closed the paper book in his hand and looked at Mo You, who was drinking milk tea.

"Well, it's time to know." Mo You frowned slightly when he said this, "I don't know if they are willing to do this position of the eight songs." ”

"They should be very happy to do one of the eight."

Lan Yan's tone was very firm, so Mo You couldn't help but look at him.

"I hope so." After all, what the eight songs need to do is really long and difficult.

In the lounge, they answered all the questions of the cadets.

"How long does a god really live?" Mu Yang suddenly asked in silence.

"I don't know." Qin shook his head slightly, "The fall of the gods does not depend on the weakening of physical functions. ”

"That is, they can live forever as long as they want?" Mu Yang looked at Qin, "Can I understand it like this?" ”

"Not exactly, but roughly right." He replied.

A group of military cadets all sat on the sofa with emotion, full of curiosity about the Protoss.

On the way to the main star of the Federation, they asked a lot of questions about the Protoss.

All kinds of strange questions emerged one after another, and finally Qin had been asked to be silent.

Something like whether a god can move a mountain, I don't know if there is.

He is not omniscient.

When he was about to hold on, the ship finally landed on the landing ground of the main star of the Federation.

The news of Mo You's return was only known to Qi Mu and Mingyue.

They drove two express buses to take them and the cadets directly back to the palace.

The Federation's main star is the most advanced planet in the Federation's military salute and defense system, and it is also the safest planet in the entire Federation-managed star field.

The people who live here are not affected by the source of pollution in the slightest.

But that doesn't stop them from worrying about the spread of pollution sources.

After all, it's always been about them.

I don't know who photographed Luo Ze and a few people who had just disembarked from the ship and posted them on the star network.

Netizens who knew that they had been following Mo You and Lan Yan were speculating whether the two of them had returned to the main star.

It's just that as soon as the news came out, it was quickly suppressed by Qi Mu.

In the royal palace, these cadets were arranged in the meeting room by robots.

Everyone was stuffed with a glass of honey water in the hands of the robot.

After Qi Mu and Mingyue sent them, they left to do other things.

Now most of the affairs of the Federation are pressed on the two of them, and they are busy all day long.

The door to the palace was closed, the robot in the living room went into hibernation, and Mo You and Lan Yan came from behind and sat on the main seat.

"Teacher Mo, Teacher Xiangli, you said that you have something to discuss with us, what is it?"

Ning Ning looked at the small tomato tree that had been languishing in the pot, and then looked at Mo You and asked.

"It's about eight songs." Mo You got straight to the point, "This matter, Qin has already told you on the road. ”

Eight songs are the eight guardians of humanity.

Compared with Mo You, Ba Shou is the closest helper of human beings.

"You want to reconstruct the eight?" Luo Ze quickly understood Moyo's intentions.

"Yes, the exercise book that was handed to you before is actually a divine book that can only be used in eight songs." Mo You picked up the honey water on the table and took a few sips.

I also took this gap to let them digest what they just said.

Although Luo Ze and the others had long guessed that the origin of those exercise books was mysterious, they did not expect that they would be the divine books of the Protoss.

"What is the function of the Eight Songs?" Han Ning was the first to react, her eyes lit up with anticipation.

Han Ning, who has seen a lot of salvations, is very excited now.

Because she may well be the hero who saved the world!

(End of chapter)