Chapter 47 The Federation Will Win! (Updated)

"What's the use of being the strongest!"

"Is a nuclear bomb powerful?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"You will die!"

"The Response Department is a cannon fodder camp!"

Lin Yun cried and shouted until she was hoarse. An Bei held her quietly, no matter how she yelled in her ear or punched his back with her fist, his arms were firmly around her waist.

People around them were clapping at them.

At this time, Lin Yun's watch vibrated slightly.

A voice came from inside: "Lin Yun, what are you doing? Now is not the time for the response department to appear in front of the world."

Lin Yun yelled at the watch: "Shut up!"

An Bei gently patted Lin Yun's back with his palm. He said gently in a coaxing tone: "Don't worry, baby, I will be fine. The ancient gods are very weak now. When the fight starts, there are infantry corps to plunder the formation. No one will die."

"You don't understand anything at all"

Lin Yun cried: "The ancient god factor has the ability to predict danger. He knows where to hide before the bullet is out of the barrel. The infantry corps can't even hurt a hair of the ancient god. They can only help you test the ability of the ancient god. The ancient gods will curse, and maybe a curse will kill them all. At this level of battle, only the ancient god factor can fight against the ancient god factor, and technology is still far behind!"

After entering the interstellar era, the Federation's technology tree has been growing in the direction of giant ships and cannons. The so-called "more is better, bigger is beautiful", and intentionally or unintentionally ignores individual combat. At this level, technology can play a very small role.

An Bei rubbed Lin Yun's hair.

"Don't worry, don't we still have the warship?"

Lin Yun cried: "It's useless!"

An Bei sighed silently.

The Federation wants to capture an ancient god alive for research.

This idea itself is not wrong. If you want to defeat your opponent, you must understand your opponent. Now is the early stage of the ancient god's revival, and it is the easiest time to obtain samples. But in order to achieve this goal, the sacrifices that the Federation will make are unpredictable.

These sacrifices are just a string of numbers on the report form of the Federation, but in reality, they are the disappearance of fresh lives and the destruction of happy families.

Listening to Lin Yun's crying, An Bei's mind was in a trance for a while, and his thoughts were pulled back to the afternoon when he was invited to the room by the teacher to drink tea the day before yesterday.

The sunlight shone obliquely through the glass onto the carpet in the room. The atmosphere in the room was very solemn, and their discussion entered the final stage.

"An Bei, you are my best student. In your opinion, is there a possibility of coexistence between humans and ancient gods?"

Qian Chongchong looked at An Bei calmly.

Can humans coexist with ancient gods?

Anbei fell into a long silence.

Qian Chongchong patiently waited for him to think.

At this moment, Anbei's thoughts became confused in just a few seconds, and then regained consciousness after a few seconds.

He said firmly: "Impossible."

"Why not?"

Qian Chongchong asked slowly: "Peaceful coexistence is actually very simple. Have you ever thought that the Federation can actually just give some orphans who are not wanted after birth to the ancient gods. The ancient gods have a long lifespan. If you give them a man and a woman, they can reproduce a population. If there are 10,000 ancient gods, the Federation only needs to give 20,000 orphans. Compared with going to war with the ancient gods, isn't this a good deal?"

Anbei's eyes showed surprise.

Exchange 20,000 orphans for peace?

Historically, every war fought by the Federation for external expansion has resulted in more than 20,000 casualties. If paying 20,000 people can avoid fighting with a group of ancient gods with unfathomable strength, it does sound like a good deal.

Qian Chongchong looked at Anbei expectantly.

"Teacher"

Qian Chongchong held his breath and concentrated, hoping to hear the answer he expected from Anbei.

"Why do you think so?"

Anbei showed a puzzled look on his face.

Qian Chongchong was stunned.

"You proposed a tram hypothesis, and such a question had been answered thousands of years ago before the Federation was formed." Anbei said slowly, "No matter what the situation, no matter what the reason, no matter who, no one has the right to decide the fate of others."

Qian Chongchong frowned: "This is the optimal solution."

Anbei shook his head slowly but firmly: "The reason why we are human beings instead of beasts or machines is that we sometimes don't choose the optimal solution.

This is not just a war of our generation, but also a continuation of the war of our ancestors countless years ago.

I don't know how the ancestors defeated the ancient gods countless years ago, but I guess they must have tried their best. They sacrificed everything to free their descendants from the fate of slavery. Countless people fell one after another, using their indestructible will and blood to exchange for our dignity and freedom today.

We will never let the blood and sweat that our ancestors once shed in this starry sky become a joke.

The baton of our ancestors has been passed to us. This time we are very strong, and the ancient gods are weaker than ever. No matter how much it costs, we must kill the ancient gods and complete the unfinished business of our ancestors, so that mankind can get rid of the shadow of slavery forever! "

Qian Chongchong has been looking at Anbei, hoping to find a trace of hesitation on Anbei's face, but there is no. Because Anbei believes what he said from the bottom of his heart.

Qian Chongchong sighed in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Anbei, today's discussion ends here. But I hope you can promise me one thing. "

Anbei hesitated and said: "What is it?"

Qian Yanyan asked seriously: "I hope you don't go to the battlefield. You are my only disciple."

He and Anbei have been masters and disciples for many years, and he regards Anbei as his own son, so he does not want Anbei to participate in dangerous battles. Although Anbei couldn't accept his ideas, it didn't matter. He could still lobby others.

An Bei was stunned. He didn't expect that this was what Qian Yanchen wanted him to agree to.

"If it's other things, I'd be happy to help you, but this one won't work." He said after two seconds of silence: "War is inevitable. Since some people are confused about this, and since some people need to sacrifice for this, then I am willing to walk in front of you. Before everyone, be a shining light that guides the way in the dark night.”

Qian Yanyan sternly rebuked: "Confused! How much use can a little firefly do? Don't be too stubborn!"

"Teacher, I have followed you for ten years and have always respected you. I think you are a knowledgeable elder and treat you like my father. But this time I really have different views from you and I am not unhappy about it." An Bei took a deep breath, "Fireflies can also shine a little in the dark. There is no need to wait for others to shine. Because if no one else shines, I will be the only light!"

His eyes were extremely firm, his voice was extremely calm, and the sunlight shone on his razor-sharp face, making him look like a majestic statue.

Human beings are not creatures with collective consciousness. They do not have average levels of consciousness. Some people are morally corrupt, while others are as clean and pure as saints. The former is deposited at the bottom of society, while the latter continues to lead all mankind to climb to a higher level.

In a daze, Qian Yanyan saw countless faces of human sages on An Bei's face, and he couldn't help but avoid An Bei's sight. And when he belatedly realized that he couldn't look An Bei in the eye, an unknown fire rushed up his spine to Tian Ling Gai. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then if I say, if you die, human beings will never die. What if we can’t win?”

An Bei was indifferent. On this matter, he was so determined that he was almost indifferent.

"I have been polishing myself for decades just to be on the stage to fight for humanity today, so I would rather die than give up at this time."

"In my opinion, death is not terrible. What is terrible is to stop moving forward or even want to go back because of fear."

"There will be thousands of me after I die."

"The Federation will win!"

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I'm trying to create an epic feel, and these chapters are a start, but I don't know how much I can achieve by the time the first volume is finished, or will it be awkward.

In fact, we humans on earth have made it this far because the blood of our ancestors who have fought against nature and other races for countless years flows in each of our bodies.

If you feel depressed one day, you should give yourself a little confidence, because your existence itself is a great thing, which at least proves that your ancestors have won countless wars in a row. So when you get the baton, you should move forward bravely.

In addition, next month I will slow down the pace of updating. I will add one update every 500 yuan. On the one hand, updating too fast will make this book lose an important recommendation position; on the other hand, I want to put it on the shelf. 100,000 more words will be released to make you happier.

Don’t start raising it from now on just because I said I want to put it on the shelves and make it worth 100,000 yuan. I have a lot of small side stories, all of which are very interesting, and if you don’t watch them for too long, you may not remember the plot, and I will lose you. The editor will also look at my reading data. If you don't look at it, I will be miserable.

The chapters will be updated and will remain unchanged until they are put on the shelves. The latest update every day will be updated once the average number of chapters reaches fifty within 24 hours.

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