Never think that you are the protagonist of your destiny, because everyone will resist the so-called destiny.

Marceau has always believed this, so he did not believe in fate, nor did he believe that individuals and organizations in this world would tie their hands and wait for death when the opposite side was destroyed.

Therefore, we must be careful that the indigenous people are not good men and women. The indigenous people who can live in this world have already developed a hard heart. No one wants to die, so someone must die.

Because human history has been extended from ancient times to the present, from the outer world, to the earth, and then to this game world, revolution, war, and peace are indispensable.

The year of flowers that represents peace has ended, flowers withered, and joy is no longer there. This world is no longer a fantasy paradise in the eyes of many people, but a quagmire scattered with the stench of death. Some people want to escape, but more people join it just for their own ideas. In the Middle Ages, such people would be called fools because they face death directly and fearlessly.

This is a very noble character in Marceau's view, especially after seeing the remains of Ronar Lune Lovanta and his lover, Marceau felt that the so-called warrior was about a mortal who died with his hands like him.

The oath made by the king and countless ancestors, Marceau can be said to be remembered by someone a hundred years later, so there were Sha'an retreat, the troops leading the children north, and countless players and indigenous people who died in order to cover the troop.

In this world, death may seem too cheap, but at least everyone has never feared this cheap death.

Marceau has never been afraid, and sometimes even thinks that if he needs to sacrifice himself to live tens of thousands of people in reality, Marceau will do it without hesitation. Death is not scary, but what is scary is that he wants to escape from it because of fear.

But death can never be escaped, warriors may only be respected for a lifetime, and cowards will eventually die of shame even if they live for a lifetime.

Ah, forget that cowards cannot live for the rest of their lives, because the bugs and villains on the battlefield do not need prisoners.

"Marceau, what are you thinking."

"I'm thinking about warriors, cowards, and death, and flame. If one day I'm facing a situation like His Highness Ronnar, I'll do it with him." Marceau tilted his body and looked at the flames pushing the wheelchair behind him.

Yan nodded with a smile, and the cat girl lowered her body and kissed Marceau's forehead: "Then I must work hard to be a non-commissioned lady as brave as Chinem Peperu, so that I can be qualified to stand out among my sisters and let Jane sleep on my legs."

Although this sounds like a most depressing word, it is also the most beautiful love words in Marceau's ears. The cat stretched out his hand and stroked Yan's cheek: "No, I will live hard, and please Yan, you must live hard, in this life, you and your sisters will eventually have many children. I want to tell my children that this world needs their protection and we protect this world, but the future needs them. So, next year or the year after, we will start working hard to create children."

To be honest, Marceau couldn't wait. When the first generation of children grew up, they would just encounter the sixth opening era. At that time, they could try to protect the world. Then they would understand what unity is strength.

There was no answer, but Yan bent down and kissed the cat, replacing language with actions.

Marceau was very happy: "Let's go, Yan, let's go back to the hotel and get off the line. Speaking of which, when will you arrive?"

"It's almost three days away, and the elders gathered a little slowly. This time I came to Mars, I'm more about visiting the shelter. I heard that you have transformed it into a large museum of relics." Speaking of this operation, Yan looked longing: "I think it's really a very good choice."

"I feel the same way, and they also invited us discoverers as honorary curators. Although they couldn't do anything and had no salary, I still felt that this was a glory, especially Gaga, who had been excited for a long time." Speaking of Gaga, there was a hint of hesitation on Marceau's face: "Yan, what do you think Gaga should do."

"She likes you, you should know that because we sisters understand her feelings, we ask to strip her Ai memory from this world and make her a real Ai humanoid." Yan pushed her wheelchair: "Do you know, Marceau, when I knew that she came to you twice to find you, I felt like I had seen myself, coming to Xicui Village again and again, just to see you... So, I told Mami and the others that this precious memory should not be buried, Marceau."

"But she is a child!" Marceau frowned: "What kind of decency is this?"

"She is not a child, she is an AI, an AI that can live for a thousand years. We natural people may not be able to live for so long after using electronic brains. Therefore, she is actually the last place for us who will die." When she said this, Yan's voice was filled with emotion: "Masce, do you know? I don't want the love between us to be buried by history, so I have selfishness. Even if we have been in a thousand years, Gaga will remember us and our feelings. She will become the elders in our family and take care of the children. This is the biggest gift we can leave to future generations..."

"Yan... Her consciousness is more like a child now. I don't know how long it will take for her to grow up under your care. Maybe she will meet someone more suitable... Marceau, there are no children on the battlefield, only warriors and cowards."

Yan's words silenced Marceau... That's right, she said it was right at all. It would be better to say that Gaga was like a child than to say that she was like a warrior. Although this little girl was young, she had never softened her heart when she hit the new Eden. Marceau had heard of her performance in the battle of the other wing. After using up the spell, the girl turned into a tree healer and pushed it into the first row, and hit several new Edens.

Such a child...at least Marceau has never seen it in reality, but in the world of Ayarok, there are many such children. It is not that poor children become home early, but that in this damn world, naughty children who will not become home early, but that they are afraid they will die early.

"Okay, I know what I'm thinking. Garga have a chance. After twenty years or more, if she can still love you, marry her again at that time." Yan smiled and patted Marceau's head: "Or, you are afraid of Anne and Garga."

This is unbearable. How could the cat give in this situation: "If you come from it, I can do it all night if you add one piece!"

Speaking of this, Marceau laughed.

Back at the hotel, Masso stood up stubbornly, held the stairs handrail to the second floor, pushed open the door of the room, sat on the bed, and looked at the flames sitting beside him, Masso fell on the pillow.

When he started logging out of the game, Marceau looked at the cat girl who was also lying in front of him and also started logging out: "Yan, it's great to be able to meet you again."

In response to this, Yan smiled and nodded: "So, Marceau, it's great to be able to walk on the road of life together again."
Chapter completed!