Chapter 4056: The human race who will never give up

Summoning monks is extremely powerful and can easily kill foreign monks in seconds.
Accompanied by a scream, the alien monk disintegrated to pieces, and then was put into a special container.
Presumably before dying, the alien monk had already regretted it, if he could choose, he would definitely not participate in this war.
The hoarse roar stopped abruptly at this moment.
This unexpected battle caused a lot of casualties, and more than 50 participants were seriously injured.
More than a dozen people were seriously injured and died because of ineffective rescue operations.
For such a result, everyone had anticipated it a long time ago, and was even fortunate that the reinforcements came in time.
If it is late, the casualties will inevitably be even more tragic.
The relatives of the deceased quietly sorted out the remains and chose to bury them in situ.
The mountain is high and the road is far away, it is impossible to bring the body back to the place of residence, and the human race in chaotic time and space is not so particular.
Burying where you die is already a habit.
Because they were used to seeing death, the relatives did not show much sadness, but hummed a song softly in their mouths.
"Where you are going, there are high hills.
The endless grassland, the flowers exude fragrance.
There is no war, and it is a paradise for human happiness.
You can work hard, you can sing, or you can fall asleep leisurely under the big tree by the lake..."
The human race in chaotic time and space has a kind of pride that regards death as home. In their view, death is the beginning of another journey.
Maybe one day, the deceased will reappear in front of him with another identity.
They are not sad, and treat every stranger kindly, always maintaining an optimistic mood.
In hardship and adversity, this is a very precious quality, and perhaps the main reason Human Race has been able to persist until now.
Listening to the singing in the wind, the monks were summoned in a daze, always feeling that something in their soul was touched.
It seems that at a certain moment, in a trance, such a ballad also rang in my ears.
After handling the battlefield and confirming that there was no problem, the assisting monks left quickly.
They have other things, it is impossible to stay too much.
Even the cultivators could not completely eliminate such accidents, they could only deal with them as soon as possible after the accident happened.
However, before leaving, the monks still provided treatment to the wounded so that they could heal faster.
The old man who discovered the alien race was lucky enough to save his life, but an arm was shattered in the battle.
The wound has been bandaged, and the face is pale and smoking a pipe.
Looking at the dead and injured companions, the old man's expression was very indifferent. In the past years, he had seen too many similar sights.
Even if there were tears, it was already dry.
After the wounded were dealt with, everyone began to prepare food. They had just gone through a battle, and they needed to rest and replenish their stamina.
The kid who was laughing and making noise now also became quiet, worried that the noise would affect the rest of the injured.
Having experienced the war from a young age allows them to mature faster and understand what responsibilities they need to shoulder.
After eating, people continued to walk in the wilderness as before.
Although he knew that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, and had just experienced a tragic fight, the pace of the people was still firm.
The more dangerous the front is, the more brave it becomes.
Everyone knows that only this kind of sacrifice and dedication can exchange the human race for longer peace.
The old man walked in the line, one sleeve was waving in the wind, and the other was holding the pipe pot in the other hand.
His old muddy eyes would look far away from time to time.
There is the direction of home, and I was forced to leave because of the war. I don’t know what it looks like now.
Stop and go along the way, and meet other teams from time to time, and everyone is doing the same thing.
Talking to each other, and then embarking on the journey in a hurry, in fact, everyone is back home.
It took several times, and this team finally returned to their hometown, a small town near the seventh city.
Although it is safer to live in the city, it is easier to obtain supplies outside the city, and of course it will take more risks.
People always make various choices for various reasons. Don't feel that the other person is stupid, let alone feel that the other person is awkward.
When you are in the same environment, you may not be able to do better. In fact, every choice is the best result that can be achieved at that time.
The moment they saw their homeland, people cheered. The more they wandered outside, the more they missed the warmth of their hometown.
But when people approached their homes and saw the scene before them, they showed a painful look.
This war of alien invasion still affected their small town after all.
The home that had worked so hard for many years was easily destroyed by foreign invaders, leaving only a piece of debris.
Such a scene makes people feel extremely sad.
Some people rushed to their door, sitting in front of the ruins and crying, while others looked blank and walked around the ruined village.
The old man who was silent all the way stood up at this moment.
He gathered everyone together, standing on a rock in front of the town, looking at the sad men and women.
He has done similar things more than once in the past, each time after the disaster.
The people who listened to him changed from time to time, and many of them were no longer there.
He is the only old man who insists all the time.
Because he always firmly believes that faith and courage need to be passed and carried forward, so that latecomers can see hope.
Someone always needs to do things like this, but the old man has done it for a lifetime.
Just like in the past, the old man encourages people to regain their confidence. Although their homes are destroyed, they can still be rebuilt.
At any time, we must always maintain fighting spirit and have the confidence to win.
Not to mention this time, the human race won an unprecedented victory, which severely damaged millions of alien coalition forces.
Such a tragic failure, even an alien could not bear it.
For Terran, this is an unprecedented opportunity to rise. If it can be firmly grasped, the dream of countless Terrans will inevitably be fulfilled.
Since then, in the chaotic time and space, he has gained a place, and he will no longer be oppressed by foreign races.
Hearing the old man's encouragement, everyone's mood was indeed much better.
It's not wrong to think about it, the most difficult days are over, and the road ahead will only get brighter and brighter.
I was not afraid before, but now I am afraid.
However, some people put forward different opinions, saying that the construction site of the home should be re-selected.
For example, build a brand new home near the city of God.
By guarding the two big cities, you can get more opportunities and make your life better.
Because of the existence of the two major cities, the chance of encountering danger will be greatly reduced. No matter the alien monks or all kinds of monsters, they should not have the guts to move around the two cities.
Moreover, being close to the two cities can also give children more opportunities.
They are the hope for the future. If there can be better development, it will make the residents of the town happier.
The old man fell silent, seriously thinking about this suggestion, and then called everyone together to discuss it.
Whether to rebuild the home on the original site or move to the vicinity of the city to rebuild a new residence.
After a war, people have new ideas and are more inclined to move to the vicinity of the city of God.
After convening everyone again to discuss, finally made a decision this time, collect the building materials that can be used, and go directly to build a new home near the city of God.