This Dapeng Garuda is pretty good.

——As an enemy.

Zhou Zheng waited for another half day, confirming that there was no sign that the Golden-winged Dapeng had returned. Moreover, spies from the Futian Alliance reported that the Dapeng had appeared in the stars very far away from here, and summoned several birds.

The great demon.

Not only did this guy believe it, he was actually an activist.

Zhou Zheng couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

Is he good at deceiving people?

Or did Garuda pay a heavy price for its top speed - so fast that its brain couldn't keep up with its body?

Why can't the Queen Mother find a way to subdue this guy?

That's right, no matter who it is, unless they defeat the Dapeng directly, otherwise this guy will unleash his ambitions endlessly, and the price to conquer the Dapeng will be too high.

It can be seen from this that the Queen Mother's current strength has probably not returned to her peak era.

Obviously, there are still some shadows in the story of more than three hundred years ago that have not been revealed.

Zhou Zheng's team discussed it, and the original plan remained unchanged. The departure time was slightly advanced, and they left Blue Star in the dark.

As for what big noise the Dapeng Bird will make, that is beyond Zhou Zheng's control.

Who is going to put out the fire?

All preparations for leaving Blue Star are progressing in an orderly manner.

Xiao Sheng is collecting some completed comic books to pass the time when he gets bored in Star Road.

Li Zhiyong is completing the final stage of 'modification' of an escape magic weapon. This magic weapon can move short and medium distances and is a weapon for them to escape. Li Zhiyong has been tinkering with it for a long time.

He has always been the most prepared, although many times 80% to 90% of his preparations are useless.

Instructor Bing Ning’s luggage is the most interesting.

She brought a variety of condiments with her, and it seemed that she planned to eat them wherever she went, taking this opportunity to appreciate the beauty of the Three Realms and search for some rare ingredients.

For example, the tender waist meat of some thousand-year-old demons.

The only clothes Bing Ning likes to wear are two or three long skirts.

Moreover, her clothes are all fairy treasures, which ignore gravity and wrap around her slim and tall body. She is always very elegant when fighting.

Zhou Zheng, who should have been under the most pressure at this moment, was free.

He had nothing to prepare, and he had to seize the time to practice on the road. Anyway, it was Zhiyong who was sailing the boat.

…

Zhou Zheng walked around the Tianfu Hotel left and right, wandering for a long time and feeling a little bored again.

Finally, he picked up a few bottles of beer and two bags of braised meat, walked to the rooftop of the hotel, and sat in the corner to gaze at the beautiful environment of the agricultural island.

I don't have any feelings deep down in my heart.

Just simply looking at the scenery.

Once you leave here, it will automatically become your hometown.

Zhou Zheng thought so.

Is there any reluctance?

Zhou Zheng gnawed on the duck neck, drank beer, and tried to stare at Ben Xin, but Ben Xin seemed to be avoiding his own gaze.

There's not much reluctance.

The society in front of us, at least to myself, is more malicious than friendly.

From the time I work hard to take exams to work smoothly, the surrounding environment tells me that I have to be kind to others, work hard, and strive to be an excellent person, so that I can be worthy of my life.

Can……

Those who don't work hard are always blessed by luck.

It's always those who take advantage of the odds and get back several times as much as honest people with a fraction of their efforts.

It is always those who hold paper money in their hands who can get more paper money without any labor.

Zhou Zheng had been in despair so many times before.

Now that his cultivation level is high, his mind has become more active, and he can even see the young figure lying on the narrow bed on the upper and lower floors tossing and turning.

Yes, at a young age, he had realized that the environment he was in was not as easy as it seemed.

He began to worry about his future life.

There is no family condition to rely on, no family support, and no room for trial and error.

Zhou Zheng had already planned it.

Just work hard for most of your life, and then use your hard work in this life to provide a relatively relaxed environment for your future children, and just enjoy your old age.

How did you say that?

[We work hard for decades, not to drink coffee with those who are already in this environment, but to allow our descendants to have the same starting line as you.]

It was this sentence that supported Zhou Zheng through the most restless yet restrained adolescence.

Aren’t most people striving for this?

In today's world, the most common tragedy is that a poor child wanders in a city with rich people, and is gradually flattered and rounded, and becomes inferior.

Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to think about the past.

This world has never been truly fair, and the only fairness is that it is unfair to everyone.

This is actually a principle that Zhou Zheng realized when he was not practicing Buddhism, and then convinced himself to be content with being ordinary.

"Gu..."

Zhou Zheng's Adam's apple was shaking up and down, and he took a breath of alcohol.

His feet began to sway slightly.

At some point, Zhou Zheng would feel that he was tending to become a pervert.

It's not that he's a "pervert" in a lewd way.

Zhou Zheng knew that there seemed to be a gap in his Taoist heart.

But this gap cannot be filled with practice and enlightenment. It is a threshold that I cannot cross.

He can't forget his past self.

Who the hell told him that his life would be like this in the future.

He has it all planned out!

He has planned his life well!

He had convinced himself, pierced the knife in his own flesh and hid it, and now he told him that he needed to draw the knife to fight?

'I am a good person.'

Zhou Zheng thought so, closed his eyes and let out a breath.

He continued to sway with his feet and relaxed his shoulders, grabbing another bottle of beer and taking a few sips.

The word "good person" is like a chain that binds people's food, clothing, housing and transportation, imprisoning people within the boundaries of morality, but cannot be praised by others.

This is probably similar to the Buddhist saying of "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately".

The story of a person who has committed evil and repented for the rest of his life is the most touching story.

Some people committed good deeds and made a mistake in their lifetime, but were nailed to the pillar of shame.

This isn't fair.

Two young people from different family backgrounds put in equal efforts, but got different results.

This isn't fair.

Some people are born with everything, family, affection, and material life. They can lose miserably, make mistakes, and skip a few lunches and feel that life is not easy.

And some people are born to face this cold world.

This isn't fair.

This is all unfair.

But now that I have become a lucky person, I no longer have the position to criticize these injustices.

Why can't I change my stinginess now?

Because he was fed up with eating three packs of instant noodles for two days.

Fed up with the cold wind blowing into my collar on winter nights;

Fed up with the curves of park benches that have to be on the outside;
To be continued...