One Thousand Six Hundred and Five Magnifying Glass

"Boom!" At the same time as the gunshot sounded, on the distant horizon, a spaceship soared into the sky.

The huge bright light accompanied by the dazzling floating magic circle made that target look very conspicuous.

It's a pity that because of the double blessing of the floating magic circle and the propeller, the ascent speed of this spaceship is extremely fast, and almost no aircraft can catch up with such a speed.

Several masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were flying with their swords wanted to approach, but what greeted them were anti-aircraft missiles soaring into the sky.

After these swordsmen finished dealing with the missiles that attacked them, they could only look at the huge target that had climbed to an altitude of 10,000 meters and sigh.

"It's over." The rebel commander who fell on the ground murmured in despair as he looked at the long, rising wake.

Sure enough, just as the spaceship was drifting away, a ray of light descended from the sky! The moment the light beam touched the ground, everything around seemed to start to boil.

The whole earth was trembling, the whole valley was shaking, the forest started to burn, the sky started to change color, and the surrounding mountains began to roll like waves

"Let me tell you a story." Elanciris, the royal palace, in one of the most ordinary halls, with countless stars depicted on the dome several floors high. Under this dome, Emperor Chris of the empire looked at his son with a smile.

The eldest son of the empire, with pointed ears and a handsome appearance that makes people jealous, the eldest son of the emperor, who is equally gifted in magic, stands beside his father. He has just returned from the front line after a battle with the Royal Fleet.

"Yeah." Although the child is immature, he is already very sensible. He raised his head and looked at his father with admiration in his eyes.

Such a huge empire was built by his father alone. In this regard, no one in the Alan Hill family can ever surpass it.

Therefore, whenever his father was mentioned, His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the emperor, worshiped him. He was full of trust in his father, and he had reached the point of blindness.

Chris held the child's fleet accompanying diary in his hand, and rubbed his fingers on the cover of the notebook: "Once upon a time, there was an ant, which was carrying food and working hard."

The cover of this notebook is made of animal skin, and complex patterns are burnt on the leather with craftsmanship. Those vines are the totem of the elves, and the eagle emblem in the middle is the symbol of the Alan Hill Empire.

Of course, the entire notebook is red, which is the royal color of the Elland Hill Empire, and only members of the royal family can write in such a notebook.

Hearing Chris tell the story, His Royal Highness nodded seriously, and responded aloud: "Yes."

Chris's fingers slid along the pattern of the vines, stopping on each blade. This was his homework for his son to record the battlefield situation, and he had just read some, and the content in it satisfied him.

The handwriting is quite neat, and frankly, Chris can't write such good handwriting. This is due to good education. Whether it is the elves or other teachers in the court, they all believe that the successors of the empire should be perfect in every detail.

Those beautiful fonts are round and natural, like a line of art, which makes Chris very satisfied.

The content of these records is also very good, proving that His Royal Highness has experienced the cruelty of war on the front line, and felt the hard work and bravery of the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level.

It can be seen that in order to complete this homework, this child really experienced the life of grassroots officers and soldiers. In the question and answer just now, he clearly stated the skills and details that most warship positions need to master.

You must know that this is not easy. A child who is less than ten years old can learn so many things, which proves that he is very talented in learning.

It was precisely because he was satisfied with this job that Chris stopped what he was doing and came here with his son.

I just heard Chris continue to talk: "Suddenly, a light shone on him. The light was like God's guidance,

Let everything around you shine brightly. "

With a smile in his eyes, he changed his tone and imitated the voice of an ant: "Ah, I won't be chosen by God, will I? Am I the chosen one? Am I going to be the most powerful ant? Will he become the king of ants?"

"And then?" The eldest son of the emperor stared at his father curiously and asked. He rarely talked with his father for such a long time, because he knew that his father was very, very, very busy.

Since he was sensible, he watched his father holding a newspaper or a tablet computer on the dining table, and he never forgot to read the financial statements when playing with him in the sand on vacation planets.

"And then? Then a child with a magnifying glass shouted to his companions: Look, it's out of focus! It's out of focus!" Chris laughed and told the ending of the story.

The prince smiled, feeling that the story was not so funny: "Hahaha, this joke is so cold."

"Is it cold? A high-level civilization is so cruel and cruel when it destroys a low-level life." Chris looked at the sky outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

The prince blinked and asked his father, "Are we a higher civilization?"

"In a way, not yet." Chris shook his head, but didn't look back.

So, the prince continued to ask worriedly: "Then will we be burned with a magnifying glass?"

Chris finally retracted his gaze, touched the top of his son's head, and said seriously: "We have worked hard to develop, kept struggling, and recklessly strengthened our group, and tried our best to become stronger for one day, We don't have to be as embarrassed and desperate as ants facing a magnifying glass."

"Did we succeed?" the prince asked curiously again.

"Not yet, kid, not yet!" Chris shook his head: "The most depressing thing about this matter is that we never know what it will look like, and we can guarantee that we are not ants in the eyes of others."

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "So we can only keep walking forward, running, flying, and jumping to exhaust our strength, and then find it when others come to find it with a magnifying glass. While we're smashing their magnifying glasses"

"I understand a little bit, father." The eldest son of the emperor thought about it, then looked at his father, and said.

"To put it far, we are the kids who are roasting ants with a magnifying glass." Chris smiled and showed off to his son: "However, we have to grow up and become stronger!"

There will be another update in a while. I am afraid that the writing will be too late and I will post it to everyone first.