Chapter 1367: Just like bird 1

Since his wake, Anthes has not been out of the high-defense wall of the military zone. Of course, this is an arrangement made by Sandora for security reasons, but most people do not like restricted freedom-the apostles. We may be able to stay in place for 10,000 years because of a command, but the ancestors obviously cannot live according to the apostle's behavior pattern. Sandora is concerned and chaotic. She probably ignores it to a certain extent. In addition, with recent busy affairs, a group of old ancestors have been held for so long as they are under house arrest ...
The scenery outside the military zone is completely different from the high wall. The latter is a rigorous and rigid military garrison. Of course, the imperial people who have minimal requirements for personal life will not care about setting up entertainment venues in the military zone, but outside The civilians of all races brought the best and most unique things in their world. While desperately showing their unique world culture, they also formed a never-ending and dazzling expo, the more they left the military zone , The scene becomes more prosperous: this is exactly the opposite of ordinary cities. I guess you haven't seen the city center inaccessible, and you have only entered the bustling city outside the second ring road. Fortunately, Shadow City has a convenient transmission system, otherwise this Absolutely malformed development ...
"Oh, it turned out to be such a bustling and lively place outside." The ancestor named "Lu" was probably because he was younger and looked more active than others. She was a little confused at first, but soon discovered that the outside world was going to be Much friendlier than that heavily guarded military base with guard weapons everywhere, it soon switched to a pure sightseeing mode. Others also slowly relaxed under her leadership. We walked along the First Commercial Street and passed through dazzling stores along the way. Residents from all over the world opened countless shops, restaurants and entertainment. The facade of this special commercial street is not so much a semi-official and semi-civilian "booth" than a place for ordinary citizens to meet their daily needs. You can find all the stores here are labeled "foreign characteristics." Next to the smithy where traditional swords are sold, there may be a Starship rental shop that supports credit card consumption. The night elf ’s potion shop is upstairs to the registration point of a certain Star Trek. We also saw a magical driving school. The coach is a driving lesson for a four-engined interstellar private yacht. The head of the driving school is a dark elf girl from a magical plane of the medieval century. She went to the Imperial College as a special student of shadow magic and then took sixteen starships. Graduated from a driver's license, he is a super-learning figure. The reason I know her so much is because I am one of the well-known directors in the school. It is impossible for me to be impressed by students who can graduate in this way as a hegemony. Friendship reminds that Bettis is a Such a school tyrant, when Sister Bing graduated as a goddess of light, she became famous in the world.
In the end, we came to a very special place, a place that claims to have everything and can do everything as long as it has money: the weird queen of philia created the philippine void consortium.
Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't seen the queen of Fiyali who has a magical character for some days. It looks like her consortium is working normally, but now that she has just developed, the so-called Void Consortium is just a big empty shell, because I saw she personally posted publicity materials in the open field in front of the consortium headquarters. , The look of hard work at the beginning of entrepreneurship.
The ancestors were so immortal that they were attracted by the materials being distributed by the Void Hawker. I glanced at it from a distance before I knew what was going on: Felice was selling a civilian spacecraft, and this kind of thing was in the arms of the ancestors.
"Excuse me. We have spent most of our lives on the starship, navigation, engine, spaceship structure. These things are almost everything we had in life." Anthers, as the old captain, seemed more stable, he did not follow the fun, But watched silently with me.
Felice didn't see me for a while, she was completely immersed in her business. Seeing that the group of ancestors led by Lu was just spacecraft enthusiasts rather than potential customers, she entertained and continued to work. Let the ancestors casually study the information on the automatic display card. She grabbed a passing low-level ghost, and was enthusiastically promoting her excellent source of goods. I was only seen by Ansus after I got close to it.
"Ah, it's His Majesty the Emperor!" The pretty royal lady in a black costume called out a little unexpectedly, and the low-level ghost she was holding also bowed while flashing, I couldn't see the gender of this low-level ghost And appearance, apparently ta is quite weak, has no qualifications as an undead, should come to the shadow city with his superiors or family, or a simple tourist.
"Oh, don't be restrained, don't be restrained, I lead people out to play." I waved to Felice, and couldn't help looking at the low-level ghost. The ghost was difficult to touch the physical material when it was relatively weak. Yes, they will involuntarily pass through everything they touch, such as wall tables and ceilings. The weakest ghosts need a psychic medium if they want to pick up an apple, like the ghost of Anwena today. In the undead society, it is already an undead lord, and even a (pseudo) level of death.
So I'm curious what it means for Ferris to market such a ghost: after the spacecraft takes off, he stays on the launch pad, because it will pass through the cockpit and the hull ...
"Think about it. Although you have become an undead, the empire hasn't said that undead can't enjoy life? Since you want to walk in the sun and get along with other living races, why not let yourself be smart?" Felice seems to want to show her marketing skills in front of me, desperately trying to buy a private spaceship with that somewhat confused ghost, "I suggest you choose this smaller intergalactic private shuttle, it learns The cycle is short, and it is one of the most popular private transports in the macro world at present. Imagine that you are sitting in a spaceship and wantonly running in the endless sky ... "
I finally couldn't hold back, pointing to the low-level ghost that even the brochures had to work hard to pick up: "Actually, ta is trying to fly synchronously with the shuttle, and also keep sitting as if you are sitting The same awesome posture on the chair, if you fly a little slower, you will leak out from the back of the ship ... "
... and then there is no more.
"Your Majesty, do you have any resentment against me?" Felice asked especially seriously.
"I just don't like you to deceive consumers!" I am righteous.
"I never lied when I was propaganda, and the customer was willing to buy it," Felice raised an eyebrow. "I sold a sports car to the same ghost yesterday."
"... I didn't bother you today? How can a low-level ghost sit in a moving car!"
"No," Felice said without any psychological pressure, "I also sold him two booklets by the way," How to fly at speed of a car as a spirit creature "and" How to sit and hold the steering wheel while flying. " Sexy pose on the chair ... "
I:"……"
I took a bunch of old ancestors away from this place in a seemingly dangerous way, almost instinctively, and intuitively told myself that the nether hawker named Felice had taken the path of a treacherous adulterer, and she was with you. How much money is not enough.
"That was just now ..." Anthes could also see that I and Felice were familiar, but the latter was obviously not a Teijin. Asked curiously.
"A trader doesn't need to care," I shrugged. "Thanks to that trader, I can find your wrecked ark. That's why she started such a void consortium here."
"It's funny, it's funny." Anthes smiled lightly, his eyes lingering on the strange surrounding scenes, and to be honest, most of the things here are still incomprehensible to the ancestors: unreadable text, see I do n’t understand products, I do n’t understand culture. There are also weird races. This place has more to read than the military zone, but the ancestors obviously liked the atmosphere here. Lu led the others around in front and returned, with a happy look on his face: "It's a lot more lively than I thought before. I thought you had turned the empire into a lifeless place, now we are more at ease ... "
It seemed a bit weird to listen to this sentence, but I did n’t have time to think about it. I just smiled and nodded: "This is a place for family members. It is naturally more lively. The apostles themselves are not used to this messy life. : They prefer to train all day in the barracks. The place where the dependents and the emperors are stationed is isolated because the habits are not compatible. "
"Family ...?" Anthers' expression changed subtly and returned to normal again. "Yeah, you are now essentially different from these mortals. It is said to be called God, to us old guys. It ’s really hard to understand. "
"Sayed, don't bring me when you say 'old guy'!" Lu glanced at Anthes angrily. It seems that a long time ago, the technical director had a good relationship with the old captain. The two did not. So strict subordinate feeling.
"You've seen enough here. Take us to look elsewhere." Anthes waved at Lu, and looked away, which was the direction of the World Tree. "I heard that there is the embassy of God? I'm curious. , We didn't know that such a creature like 'God' really exists.
I looked at the ancestors with empty hands and finally became curious: I went shopping around and didn't buy anything. Are the old ancestors used to being thrifty or really not interested in shopping? I remember that they all have a consumer card that is common in Shadow City.
"There's nothing to buy," a middle-aged man with a strong but somewhat stubborn smile sternly. I know the ancestor's name was "Egron". Are n’t there everything in the base? "
I looked at a few old ancestors, and they all smiled with satisfaction and indifferently. The atmosphere seemed to be very good. It seemed that they really had no interest in the products here, so they waved: "Okay, go to the temple area to see , But you might be a bit ...
Through the public transmission point set up in the city, a group of people soon reached the temple area, and the ancestors were stunned when they looked at the huge cliffs that could not see the trunk.
"This is the tree of the world, the control center of the outer world, the imperial capital is located in the inner world, and the chores of the world are entrusted to a protoss, so this temple is a bit like the property department," I waited for the old ancestors to return After passing God, he pointed at the giant tree in front of him and explained, "Oh, there is God, and her little friends ..."
Ding-Dong led a group of green little dots emerging from the trunk, so I quickly introduced these little beans to my ancestors. The "feeder" was felt nearby, and Ding Dong immediately flew over to this side. Then if I did n’t hold my face, I slammed it twice, then drilled into the jacket pocket to find candy. The little diners who came along with Ding-Dang noticed the ancestors standing next to each other, carrying a tiny little The exclaimed voices flew up and down around the latter, and kept on saying: "Mortal! Look at the mortals who came with His Majesty the Emperor! How are you!" "Are you here to visit the Temple? Your Emperor's Majesty A friend? "" Maybe it's Ding Dong's friend! "" Ding Dong didn't say hello to others, so maybe it's not, Colleen is smart! "
A group of young people fluttered around the ancestors in such a cheerful way. They probably could vaguely feel that the latter had the same source of power from the goddess of life, so they seemed particularly close to these first-time mortals, but these over-enthusiastic The little guy seemed a little scared to the ancestors: they had never seen this creature before.
"This ... what is this!" Lu finally responded. But the little dots flying around made her afraid to move casually, so she had to stand rigidly and exclaim, and I was helpless to take out the jingle that was looking for sugar in my pocket. The latter had found a piece of toffee and was busy using his teeth. Bit the sugar paper outside. I pointed to this group of little dots and pointed to Ding Dong who was tearing the toffee packaging. "I said just now, this is God. Well, the smaller one is called the goddess of life."
Old ancestors: "?"
"In addition, their power was also used when resurrecting you, so many goddesses of life. They were called for the resurrection test." Although they soon became completely playful-I didn't say the last sentence Sorry to say it.
Anthers knew something about his resurrection, but this was the first time I heard about the details. Other ancestors had just woke up for a few days and knew very little. I looked at the cheerful little peas around, and decided to take this opportunity to tell everyone what happened in the resurrection experiment in the original, so that they have a good impression of the gods is also good.
After some communication, the ancestors finally got a real understanding of these little goddesses of life. The little ones also knew for the first time that the scum that had fallen off the previous two days was collected for the resurrection of these "big man mortal friends", and the relationship between the two parties was suddenly pulled into a lot. So after a while, my middleman was hung out, the ancestors and the little peasants gathered together in a lively manner.
These palm-sized goddesses of peas are so stupid that they can have such a high affinity that they cannot imagine.
Only Ding Dong didn't make fun with her little sisters, which is a little conscience, she prefers to be with me. This is probably the result of daily feeding. Anthes didn't follow the fun. Although he was also curious about the little ones, he was more of an old captain, no matter his age or seniority, he was much more stable, so Dingdang and Anthes were on the edge of the temple square. Find a place to rest and chat by the way.
Of course, Bingtis is now with me as a binding equipment, but this female hooligan has no interest in our topic, and she is stuck dead in my body.
Everything on the temple square is a "natural creation". The street lights around the square are tall, fluorescent branches. The house is a natural tree house cultivated by the elf priests. The bench is the root of the tree of the world. Natural "bench", we sat on one of these "benches" and breathed comfortably in the marvelous fragrance that permeated the entire temple area, jingling with a happy face on my shoulder, holding a toffee lick Come licking, Anthus looked at his subordinates who were chatting with other goddesses of life: "It's been such a long time ..."
I know that he remembered the exile in those days. At that time, he was worried on the spacecraft. He could hear reports of large-scale casualties every day. He was always worried about the disaster that came to his ark. That kind of life is like the ordinary life in front of him. How can we say the same thing. But I noticed that Anthus didn't have much joy on his face when he sighed this way, so I was puzzled: "Are you dissatisfied with the situation now?"
"No, very satisfied," Ansers whispered, "I just remembered those who didn't see the day ..."
"Are you resurrecting a failure ... it's impossible."
"No, not just them," Anthes shook his head. "The others on the ark, the ones who didn't escape in the world of their homeland, all the people who died on the road to exile ... now only a few of us are left. . "
"So what ... it might be a bit reckless to say that," I struggled all the way, and finally couldn't help it. "You seem to have lost your sense of decadence."
"That's how it is, why do you need to" seem "?" Anthes smiled and spread his hand. "What can we do? What can we people do? Yesterday I was trapped in the bathroom for an entire hour. We Someone ca n’t even open their own wardrobe. What do you think we can do? We are a group of primitive people who were resurrected from the stones by you. The children we created are now God, you know, God And we are a group of primitive creatures that can be strangled by drinking water. You do n’t need any ancestors at all, you just need to ask a few questions, and then we will be kept in cages like birds and fed well! What can we do? What do you want a group of primitive people to do? How many dependents do you raise and how many servants do you have, shall we be your dependents? At least give us something to do! "
Anthers was excited as he spoke, and his tone couldn't help raising it, but soon he calmed down again and sighed heavily: "Sorry, I'm excited ... I have encountered some unpleasant things in the past two days ... I know it's not your problem, it's us. "
I finally started to understand where the awkward feelings have come in the past half a day. The ancestors visited the city under my leadership. They all seemed to smile, but they just looked at and haunted from beginning to end. An unexplainable sense of disobedience comes from "isolation".
They couldn't fit into all of this ~ EbookFREE.me ~ or more precisely: they couldn't fit into the upper levels of the empire, and Sandora did not allow them to touch the lower levels of the empire.
The military zone is a heavily guarded imperial city, a cage that locks the ancestors. Outside the imperial city is a world they can barely accept, but they are clear that even the world outside the imperial city is not theirs.
One word Anthus said in a hurry broke everything: can we be your dependents?
If they are dependents, they are "ordinary people" like the servants, they will probably be more comfortable. Among the many vassals of the empire, the weaker races have positions, but the ancestors could not even have such a position. .
They were ancestors and ancestors of the ancient empire. The Apostles of the Spirit did not allow their creators to contact or even integrate into the "lower species." Don't like that position.
Just like raising birds.
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