"In order to realize this dream, I am willing to defile my hands! Corrupt my heart! I just hope that one day, I can realize my dream! The dream that shines with golden light!" The persistence in Ji Wenming's words moved Cheng Yun, and the expectation in his eyes made Cheng Yun dare not look directly.

"Such a grandiose and beautiful dream, are you willing to realize it? Are you willing to defile your hands and degrade your heart for such a dream?" Ji Wenming stared at Cheng Yun with his eyes and asked.

"I don't want to!" Cheng Yun didn't hesitate any longer, he had already confirmed that he would not take on the golden dream of inheriting this concubine's life.

"Such a dream is too great, too holy, I am powerless, and I can't bear it! I only hope that in my lifetime, the Dayu Dynasty can be revived! The Dongyi people can reappear! And my human race should be the overlord of all races!" Cheng Yun has no grand dreams, his dreams, his responsibilities, are all for the revival of the Dongyi and Dayu dynasties, and for the rise of the human race.

Ji Wenming sat down again, and he seemed to have guessed Cheng Yun's answer a long time ago.

"You are exactly the same as him back then!"

He Wenming said that he was naturally Yu Wang Dayu.

"Do you want to know why I separated from him in the first place?" Ji Wenming didn't mention the golden dream again, he changed the conversation and mentioned the separation from Dayu back then.

Cheng Yun nodded, he was naturally interested in the deeds of the leader of the Dayu Dynasty and the legendary King Yu.

"I once said that between me and Dayu, is the relationship between the doppelganger and the deity, you may think that I am the doppelganger, Dayu is the deity. In fact, this is not the case, my Yu Wenming is the deity of Dayu! Yu Wang Dayu is just a doppelganger!" Ji Wenming's words shocked Cheng Yun again.

"What!?" Cheng Yun didn't expect that Dayu, the leader of the Dayu Dynasty, was just a doppelganger of Ji Wenming. Cheng Yun did not doubt the truth of what Ji Wenming said, he had confirmed that Ji Wenming and Dayu were the same person, and he had no reason to lie about this matter.

"It's a long story, I can't talk about it in detail for a while, I'll let you take a look at what happened back then!" Ji Wenming took a few steps forward, he drew a circle in mid-air, and from that circle, a picture began to appear.

Cheng Yun stepped forward. Looking into the circle, he is about to see the first emperor of the Dayu Dynasty and the only emperor, Dayu's past!

A breeze blew, and Cheng Yun's consciousness fell into a trance, as if he had come to the world of the picture in the mirror. He seems to have seen Dayu's life in person

It's a small, desolate village. In this village, there are not only alien creatures, but also human beings.

In the era of panic, there is no good and evil, and there is no right or wrong. Just a struggle for survival, a poor man who struggles.

In this era, there is not much difference between the human race and other alien races, and they are all creatures who are constantly working hard to survive in the wild land.

The village where Ji Wenming is located is a small village. There are only two or three hundred living creatures in it, and the human race is among them, but there are only a few people.

Even if he is small and weak, since he was a child, he has not been bullied by other races, but because of his weak body, he has been taken care of by other alien creatures in the village.

"Uncle Locke!" Xi Wenming was still an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and the closest he was to a middle-aged man of an alien race with green skin and two sharp horns on his head.

"Hungry again?" Locke smiled slightly, and he took out half a piece of rough flatbread from his arms, although this flatbread was not delicious, it was a life-saving food in this panicked era.

Ji Wenming smiled embarrassedly, but his eyes looked directly at the half of the flatbread in Uncle Locke's hand, he had been hungry for several days, and he hadn't eaten a full meal for half a month.

"Silly boy, take it. Uncle Locke laughed, and handed out half a flatbread.

"Thank you, Uncle Locke!" Ji Wenming smiled, he picked up the flatbread and bit it happily, the hard flatbread was not delicious, but Ji Wenming was happy to eat.

"Uncle, have you eaten it?" he looked at Locke.

"Uncle has already eaten, wait a few days, the grain is harvested, you don't eat the bread, you come in a few days, the uncle invites you to have a full meal!" Uncle Locke laughed heartily, Xi Wenming has no relatives in the village, even those few human races don't have much intersection with him, but he has a very good relationship with this alien Locke.

Uncle Locke picked up the hoe and pulled it a few times in the cultivated land, and when he saw the smiling Sister, he put down the hoe, patted him on the shoulder, and handed the hoe out, and Locke took Locke's hoe and helped Locke start hoeing.

Locke walked to the side, took out the cigarette pouch, and smoked a cigarette, he touched it in his arms for a long time, and finally found a small piece of cake, he looked at Xi Wenming who was hoeing the ground with his head down, and secretly put these small cake grains into his mouth, he and Xi Wenming were the same, they had not eaten for several days, and the half of the cake that was given to Xi Wenming before was still the leftover grain that was not willing to be eaten three days ago.

After helping Locke do farm work, he said goodbye to Locke, he had no relatives in the village, and he was able to grow up to the present, relying on the support of alien creatures in the village.

"The people of the demon clan have come to collect grain again" Ji Wenming walked in the village, and he saw a demon beast with a hideous appearance appear in the village, and the village chief was accompanying him.

"This time, we will collect 600 catties of grain! I will also send out five living beings!" The demon beast of the demon clan looked at the scale of the village and said to the village chief.

"My lord, the harvest in the village is not good, and they have been hungry for days, you see. Can you give some grace?" the village chief looked embarrassed and said to the people of the demon clan flatteringly.

"Bang!" the demon clan stretched out their claws and knocked the village chief away.

The village chief struggled to get up from a distance, he spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and several people from the villagers came out to help the village chief up, looking at the demon clan with resentment.

"I say as much as I want. I can't afford you to bargain! I'll collect the grain in three days! If not, you're the grain!" the demon clan snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Village chief, what should I do, the food in the village is not even enough to eat, where is there any surplus food to hand in. A big, hairy man said to the village chief.

"If we can't hand over the food, those animals of the demon clan will really eat us!" another villager also spoke, he was very anxious.

The village chief wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He sighed and shook his head, the harvest over the years has been getting worse and worse, and the people of the demon clan are oppressing more and more tightly, this village originally had nearly five hundred people, dozens of people died of hunger because of the famine, and the remaining more than one hundred people were captured by the people of the demon clan to fill the food deficit.

"Let's relocate!" the village chief looked at the villagers gathered around. Said helplessly.

The village was relocated, and Xi Wenming followed the villagers. Moved to another large tribe.

The large tribe they moved to was also a multi-ethnic mixed ethnic group, and the village quickly integrated into the tribe and became a member of the tribe.

Originally, I thought that by joining this tribe, I would be able to get shelter. Able to endure the famine no longer, Xi Wenming soon found that their ideas were too naïve.

The villagers of this village did not have much status among the new tribes, and they brought food. Fifty percent of the people were exploited by this tribe, which made the situation even worse for the villagers of this village.

Uncle Locke was wounded, wounded by one of the tribe's strongest orcs, simply because he was unwilling to hand over the little food he had left, which was the last ration for him and Him.

"Silly boy, what are you crying about. "Uncle Locke stroked Xi Wenming's head on the bed, he was already very weak, because of hunger, his body was already skinny, he was robbed of food by the orc like a hill, and he was beaten, and now he is angry.

Ji Wenming is just a teenager who doesn't know the world, he doesn't know what to say, he only knows how to cry constantly.

"Remember, child, don't hold grudges and don't do evil. ”

"If we can eat enough, no one wants to do evil, he robs us of food, and he can't eat enough, you can't blame him, cough cough, cough cough, you can only blame this world."

Locke pointed to a small dilapidated jar in the corner, and he followed the direction of his hand to pick up the dilapidated jar.

"There's still a little food in here, Ji Wenming, you have to put it away, don't snatch it away from others. Locke touched Xi Wenming's head again and instructed Xi Wenming.

Ji Wenming's cry was louder, and he hugged the old jar tighter, nodding at Locke.

"Child, you have to remember, no matter whether you are strong or weak in the future, don't do evil, the strong, you must have the kindness of the strong! The weak, you must have the dignity of the weak!" Locke's state suddenly improved, and Xi Wenming cried even more fiercely, he knew that this was called returning to the light.

"Uncle once heard a strong man in the tribe say, life, to be as gorgeous as summer flowers, to die, to be like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves, uncle doesn't know what this sentence means, but uncle hopes, you can become such a person. The light in Locke's eyes quickly dissipated, and he was about to die.

"How much the uncle hopes to be able to see a world without disputes, and the uncle hopes that one day, he will be able to harvest his own food and be able to eat enough"

"Life is like a summer flower, death is like an autumn leaf, and when you understand what this sentence means, you just say it at your uncle's grave"

"Remember, child, whether you are strong or weak in the future"

"The strong must be merciful, and the weak must be dignified"

Locke's tomb was selected in a hill not far from a cultivated field, and his grave was dug up by Ji Wenming himself, and the tombstone was also carved by Ji Wenming himself.

"Uncle Locke, there is a lot of food here, I hope you won't go hungry again in the future."

"Life is like a summer flower, death is like an autumn leaf, etc., I understand what this means, and I'll tell you again"

"The strong have kindness, the weak have dignity, this is my dream in the future, I will transform this world into your ideal world, uncle, so that everyone can have their own food, so that everyone has dreams and dignity"

"In the future, this is my dream"

"I have a dream, a dream that shines with golden light!" (To be continued......)