Chapter 307 "But This World Forces Us to Do Nothing."

"Take a hard job, endure for decades, and finally make a comeback. Do you still have memories of such characters?"

"When you get through, don't be afraid of others' ridicule, swallow all the grievances and become famous in the future, do you know?"

"At the age of 17, he went to war with the army, and at the age of 23, he became a powerful general. People thought he would open up a new history, but God was jealous of Yingcai, who died young and died of illness that year."

"Start with a bowl"

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When the heroic figures in Blue Star's history spit out from Chen Yi's mouth, the woman whose face was full of ridicule and questioning gradually froze and didn't know what to say for a while.

She actually wanted to find out the loopholes in this young man's mouth.

But...it's hard.

All the historical stories told by this young man are not individual, but connected in series. From this story, the shadow of the protagonist in the next story can be seen.

Such a wonderful and touching story, even if it is fabricated, is extremely difficult.

Not to mention fabricating so many.

Even a novelist like Wang Xin, an author she knows well, doesn't have such ability. This is simply impossible. A normal person can't make up such a wonderful story in a short time.

There is no contradiction.

Interlocking.

This is something that humans cannot do, unless they made up these stories in their heads a long time ago, but who would do such a thing if a normal person is not sick, let alone in a place full of dangers in the Australian city, who would have the heart to think about these things .

Unless this young man has been brewing this matter from a long time ago.

The woman still couldn't believe it, but this time she wasn't so firm. Instead, she said hesitantly, "How do I know if what you're talking about is the history of our original world, or a story you made up out of thin air."

"Stories are finite, history is endless."

Chen Yi was not in a hurry, he leaned his back against the crowd, leaned on a cane with both hands and looked at the sunset outside the window, and continued: "Culture naturally includes not only history, but also many things, including poetry."

"Poetry is the most dazzling culture in your world."

"I have learned about the history of your world. There are only a few lines of poetry, and they only exist in the category of rhyming and meaningless."

"Too."

"A world with nothing but crime and killing will naturally not produce this kind of product."

"I'll just recite the poems from your original world, and it's pretty good."

"A confidant in the sea is like a neighbor at the end of the world."

"Inaction leads to a fork in the road, and sons and daughters share the towel.

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"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone."

"I know it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance."

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"The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost."

"The so-called Iraqis are on the water side."

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"Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it."

"In a lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no place to talk about desolation."

One song after another.

Chen Yi memorized dozens of poems. When reciting, his voice perfectly blended with the artistic conception expressed in the poems, and directly hit this cultural wasteland world, even if the map is very big.

It is as big as a planet.

But it's just a map after all.

Apparently, the project team that designed this map didn't think about culture at all, and maybe they didn't think that players who entered this map would care about whether the map has culture. After all, this is a map full of killings.

According to the designer's idea, when players enter this map, they should pick up a machete and kill all the way to the leader of the D-level forces, or die in the map, which is the normal route.

A map with only killing, why care about culture?

For such a thing as a cultural system, how much effort would it take to create a completely adapted ruffian?

Just as he thought, when these cross-world poems first appeared in these people's ears, these people were stunned and stunned on the spot.

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it."

The woman stood in the office in a trance, looking at Chen Yi's back, repeating this poem in a low voice, her eyes turned slightly red.

Don't think about it, never forget it.

Her accumulated emotions for more than ten years are clearly and easily described by this line of poetry.

As if it was her.

She always thought that no one understood her except for her superficial strength, but who knew that she actually only wanted to be a kitten in her boyfriend's arms, a lovely and pampered woman, but she couldn't.

She is the successor of her father, as long as she shows any sign of being soft or a little woman, some elders will immediately suggest disqualification of her successor.

She could only hide her emotions deeply in her heart, even if she was alone in a room in the dead of night, she did not dare to reveal the slightest bit.

But this moment.

She was suddenly touched by the poem.

It's been a long time.

The woman's eyes were red and her voice was trembling: "Is there any more to this poem?"

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With one hand behind his back, Chen Yi leaned on a cane with one hand, looked calmly at the sunset not far away, and remained silent without speaking.

Something is not good.

He suddenly forgot what the second half of the poem was about.

This is really a bit embarrassing, he has never been to school, the reason why he can recite so many poems and histories is completely delaying the luck of the promotion game.

At the beginning of the promotion game, they encountered a map that tested the vocabulary of idioms.

From then on, he began to supplement knowledge such as Chinese, mathematics, geography, and history.

In case you enter a map that needs to be tested this time in the future, you won't have a dark eye and don't know anything.

So, use it now?

I used all the history and poems I recited back then, but the problem is that I didn’t recite them on memory paper at that time, but I recited them all in my head, and I’m a bit forgotten now.

About a minute passed.

He still can't remember.

"there is none left."

Chen Yi looked out of the window with a calm expression, "This is Su Shi's eulogy written in memory of his original wife, Wang Fu."

"After writing the first two sentences, Su Shi was so sad that he jumped into the river and went down with his wife."

"However, it is said that the following lines of this poem were left by Su Shi before he jumped into the river, but they have not been handed out. Since then, this poem has become a masterpiece, and it is also the last poem of Su Shi during his lifetime."

"As Su Shi said, no one's life is perfect."

"Su Shi, who was perfect all his life, ended his life with an unfinished quatrain."

"Afterwards, in order to commemorate Su Shi, people set up a festival specially for him, named the Dragon Boat Festival."

"On this day, people need to make zongzi and throw them into the river. Bless the shrimp soldiers and crabs in the water to devour these zongzi. Don't insult Mr. Su Shi's body."

"This festival is still alive today."

After saying this, the corners of Chen Yi's mouth twitched unavoidably.

Teacher Su Shi, if you are alive in heaven.

Forgive me.

It's really not malicious programming.

The main reason is that I was not proficient at memorizing it at the time. After this time is over, the students must revisit your biography, teacher, and definitely memorize this poem by heart.

At this time, he knows what a book is, and when he uses it, he hates less.

It is said that the Dragon Boat Festival commemorates Su Shi, right?

Damn.

When I go back, I must make up for it.

"Forehead"

At this time, a player of Blue Star who was watching the live broadcast looked at Chen Yi who was talking in a dazed manner. After a long time, he turned his head to look at his friend in a daze.

"Well, is the Dragon Boat Festival commemorating Su Shi?"

"I guess so."

The player next to this player is also a little weird: "Although it feels wrong, since Brother Yi said yes, then it is right, Brother Yi will not be wrong."

"But I remember how the Dragon Boat Festival commemorates Qu Yuan?"

"You mean Brother Yi is wrong?"

"No, no, I never meant that. What I mean is that there may be a mistake in the record in the history books. It is clearly in memory of Su Shi, but it is written in the history books."

"Who says it's not? Those who write textbooks don't think about it carefully."

"Nobody's life is perfect"

The woman standing in the office, after hearing Chen Yi's words, felt as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, and she swayed on the spot in a daze, as if she had fallen into some kind of trance.

Over the years, all her problems, concerns, and worries have been resolved in front of these words.

yes.

Why should she think so much?

So what if you make a mistake?

Even if it's not right, so what?

Why insist that your life is perfect? Why insist that everything you do is right? No one's life is perfect, even Mr. Su Shi, who created such quatrains, left a line of poems without ending before his death, making his life not so perfect.

Why should her life be perfect.

after a long time.

The woman wiped away the tears from her eyes, and with tears on her face, she looked at the back of Chen Yi standing by the window, and said firmly in a sonorous voice full of vitality that she had never had before: "Teacher, I have realized it."

"You're right. We came to this world to redeem our sins. This world shouldn't be full of killings, and everyone shouldn't be evil."

"Just like what you said, teacher, Judgment Day is coming soon. If we want to return to our own world, we must pass the test. I don't know what the content of the test is."

"I've already said it."

Chen Yi leaned on a cane with one hand and slowly turned around to look at the woman behind him, calmly said: "World peace, only when the world is at peace, your gods will think that you have really washed away your sins, and will offer you as gods. My advice."

"As the spokesperson of God, I am willing to help you, but the premise is that you really need to let go of the murder in your heart and pursue peace."

".this."

After the woman hesitated for a while, she said weakly: "Teacher, world peace is too difficult. I listened to what you said, teacher, and I realized it, but others didn't hear it. It's really hard for everyone to let go of their vigilance." It's too difficult."

"Just me is too small for the peace of the whole world."

"Come."

Chen Yi waved his hand, motioning for the woman to take a step forward, then picked up a piece of white paper from the table and spread it on the table, and dripped a drop of ink on it.

The black ink dripped on the white paper, which was extremely dazzling.

"did you see it?"

"Teacher, what do you mean, even if what we do is a drop in the bucket, we still have to do it?"

"No."

Chen Yi shook his head slowly, and said in a speechless heart: "I mean, in a world full of murder, even if we are small enough, we will appear extremely dazzling."

"As long as we stand up."

"There will be people who follow us."

"You have to always remember one thing. What the world lacks most is always those who dare to stand up, followed by those who dare to be the first to follow."

"Since other people haven't heard what we have to say, let them listen."

"What's more, you are not just a person."

"And I."

Wang Zhongyi, who was standing aside with tears in his eyes, stood up with a trembling voice of grief and anger, raised his right arm and roared: "I'm fed up with this world full of killings, I'm fed up with sitting on the toilet and pooping!" Shit, you have to worry about whether there is a bomb hidden in the toilet."

"I've had enough of living in fear."

"I'm fed up with this kind of life where people can't communicate with each other."

"I don't want to go whoring, and I don't want to rob a woman to come back to have a baby. I want to talk about a consensual love like in history books, not just lust. I want to have someone who can love me sincerely, and who can also love me." The woman I truly love."

"I want world peace, I want to return to the world that belongs to us as soon as possible, and enjoy real life."

Wang Zhongyi, full of tears, raised his right arm, standing in the evening light, looking like a fanatical believer.

"And I."

The unremarkable vice president of "Red Skull" also took off the gas mask on his face at this time, revealing his pitted and horrifying cheeks full of meat worms, and said in a trembling voice.

"From the age of 3, my dad taught me to kill people."

"I am cowardly by nature and dare not do anything."

"Until I was 7 years old, suddenly a man came into our house with a gun and killed our whole family. I was the only one left who was disfigured by the bomb, but saved the life of a dog. We didn't know that man at all. There is no grievance."

"Later, when I grew up and found that man, I realized that he was only planning to make a big fortune at the time, but he never made a move, and he was a little unconfident in his heart. Seeing that our family was bullying, he used our family to practice. "

"From then on, I knew that in this damn world, you have to kill people, and if you don't kill others, others have to kill you."

"I don't care about such a world at all."

"I want peace."

The vice president who has always been soft and sticky also raised his right hand high.

"So are we."

The eight armed subordinates standing behind the woman were no longer as cold as before, and said hoarsely with red eyes, "We don't actually like to kill people, and we don't like to put on such a cold expression either."

"But the world forces us to do nothing."

"We want peace too, if we can, and I know there are many more brothers who want peace in the world just like us, but no one started it."

"Teacher, if you can, please lead us to peace."

"If we don't seek world peace, as long as one day, a certain street in the Australian city can have a peaceful atmosphere, in fact, we are already very satisfied, and we don't want to live so hard."

"But I don't know what's wrong. The world seems to force us to kill. We have to kill. If we don't kill others, we will be killed."