Because the base of hearts cannot be defended, no one can refute this.
But the heart base will not disappear.
Everyone will rebuild the Heart Base under the leadership of the Tigers, and it will be a new home.
Wan Sheng.
The human race is victorious.
Hu Xin, with pale hair, took the lead.
She holds the flag of the Red Heart Base high in her hand, like a pioneer in the Koran, about to lead believers to a new paradise.
Rumble
It rained heavily.
This rain lasted for half a month.
When the rain stops.
Zhang Heng looked around and saw that the sea water had reached the edge of the city wall.
Let’s look at the deep sea area again.
Some ocean giants are wandering here, apparently just waiting for the sea level to rise again and the former site of the Heart Base to turn into the ocean, they will come here to have a carnival.
"flood!"
Zhang Heng withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction of the tiger leader.
Enter the eyes.
In an open space, the white-haired Hu Xin was teaching a group of children headed by Hong to practice martial arts.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Time continues to move forward.
One year.
Five years.
ten years.
In the blink of an eye, we come to the year 395 of the Age of Behemoths.
This year.
Hong, twenty-six years old.
This winter.
It's snowing heavily.
There was a fireplace in the room, and hot tea and cakes were placed on the table.
Hu Xin lay quietly on the rocking chair, with a knitted scarf beside her hand, as if she was asleep.
bye.
Goodbye.
The farewell procession formed a ten-mile long street.
In the eyes of the residents of Red Heart Base City, Hu Xin is a legend who led them out of trouble.
nowadays.
Legend did not fall, but returned to her utopia.
"Lord Hong City, please show your condolences."
Bouquets of flowers were placed in front of the tombstone.
As the descendant of Hu Xin, Hong wears the iconic black combat uniform and the white scarf.
He just stood quietly.
From day to night.
I don’t know if I am looking at the black and white photo or the elegiac couplet of ‘Born in sorrow, died in happiness’.
"Are you Hong?"
There were footsteps behind me.
Hong turned around and saw that it was a strange young man who came.
He held a handful of wild flowers picked from the countryside in his hand and walked to the tombstone by himself: "I saw you before, and you were not as tall as a wheel at that time. Today you are already a man."
"Who are you?"
Hong looked confused.
Because Zhang Heng looked small, he felt very heavy.
This is an indescribable feeling, just like standing in front of a majestic monument and admiring the traces of time.
"I am a butterfly."
Zhang Heng put down the flowers: "I am dancing gracefully to witness the gorgeous music. Actually, I don't have to come, but your grandma and I can be considered half-old friends, so I came here to see you by the way."
Said.
Zhang Heng looked at Hong with eyes full of wisdom: "Have you heard of my story?"
Hong thought again and again.
If he remembered correctly, when he was a child, his grandma told him some things about his youth.
What impressed him the most was that his grandma once said that there was an extremely powerful spiritual master who could control space living in seclusion in the city of Red Heart Base. She tried to become his master several times but failed.
Later?
I don't know if that person disappeared or went somewhere else.
She was never seen again.
A flash.
Ninety years have passed.
The former Heart Base City has turned into a vast ocean.
The new base city of hearts thrives within Tiger Territory.
Hong is not so sure.
But looking at Zhang Heng's indifferent expression, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you the senior who can control space?"
Zhang Heng smiled and nodded.
Seeing him admit it, Hong became even more confused: "Why?"
Why is this sound?
The question is why Zhang Heng has not been out since the Heart Base City has been struggling in recent years.
To know.
The average lifespan of the Blue Star human race after the cataclysm is one hundred and fifty years.
It is common for some powerful people, especially S-class war gods, to live two hundred years.
Hu Xin, however, did not even live past the threshold of one hundred and ten years old, and his life span was not as good as that of ordinary people. The reason why he died prematurely was entirely due to the fact that he had spent too much effort fighting for the Red Heart Base City over the years.
It's not like I'm complaining.
Hong just didn't understand: "You are a legend in my grandma's mouth. Time cannot leave a mark on your face. In this case, you must be very strong, but why don't you stand up to help the human race and the Red Heart Base City?" Woolen cloth?"
Zhang Heng thought for a while.
He replied: "According to your understanding, I have the ability to protect the Red Heart Base City and even rewrite the fate of the Blue Star human race."
"But you know, everything on Blue Star is insignificant when looking at the entire universe. Blue Star humans are not the only intelligent race in the universe. We can't even say that you are the only human beings."
"This is an era when princes, generals, and generals have their own kind, and it is also an era that belongs to you."
"And I am a butterfly flying around, never staying for anyone, and never starting to save, because it is meaningless."
Hong did not agree with this sentence: "How could it be meaningless? If you can protect the Red Heart Base City, we can save millions of lives. If you can expel the giant beasts, we can save tens of millions or even tens of thousands of lives." Hundreds of millions of people, this is not a bunch of numbers, but tens of millions of families."
Looking at Hong with a heartbroken look on his face.
Zhang Heng did not answer his words, but said to himself: "Do you still remember the biochemical spacecraft that was the initiator and crashed into the Pacific Ocean and triggered the behemoth crisis?"
"I can tell you for sure."
"The spaceship comes from a more advanced civilization than the Blue Star Civilization. That civilization is called the Three-headed Civilization. They also call themselves humans, but they just have three heads."
"I can also tell you that in the senses of the three-headed people, the Blue Star human race is a group of low-level savages."
"Currently, the Three Heads are at war with the Xingkong Clan and are at a disadvantage."
"They have observed Blue Star. According to the internal resolution of the three heads, they decided to evaluate the potential of Blue Star and decide whether to let Blue Star civilization become its subordinate civilization and use it to support the interstellar battlefield."
"And the way to evaluate it is whether you can defeat the giant beast."
Said.
Zhang Heng asked Hong: "Don't you wonder why no aliens came to investigate the biological spaceship that crashed in the Pacific for hundreds of years? This is the answer."
"The three heads have been observing you."
"If you can't defeat the beast, it means you are worthless."
"On the other hand, if you defeat the giant beast, it means that you still have the potential to be cannon fodder. Next, there will be several space battleships, carrying several powerful men that you can't imagine, coming to Blue Star, announcing that Blue Star has been officially designated
Enter the territory of Sanshu Civilization and initiate a conscription for you."
"If you obey, you will receive all kinds of support and be sent to the interstellar battlefield to participate in the war between the Three Heads and the Starry Sky Clan."
"If you refuse, you will be forcibly conquered and join the battlefield as a servant army."
Speaking of which.
Zhang Heng asked Hong: "Do you like this future?"
silence.
What kind of bullshit future is this.
Together they are just a bunch of clowns, fighting giant beasts to the death just to make three people laugh.
If they lose.
The three heads would not even look at them, and would only think that they were a group of worthless low-level savages who deserved to be eaten clean by giant beasts.
If they defeat the beast.
Okay then.
You are now a qualified cannon fodder. You will be rewarded with an interstellar battlefield. Go in and fight with the starry sky clan.
"Now you know why I didn't take action."
"Because it is meaningless. Blue Star's suffering is just the beginning, far from the end."
"So what if I save the Heart Base City? Can I still help you defeat the giant beast clan?"
"Even if I can help you defeat the giant beast clan, do you still have to leave it to me to deal with the three-headed people?"
"The Three-headed Man is just a medium civilization in the universe, an inconspicuous part of the Human Race Alliance in the universe."
"It is true that I am not afraid of the three-headed people."
"But then, I can help you defeat the three-headed people, or I can let you Blue Star people take the place of the three-headed people, but do you have the ability to complete the mission assigned to you by the Universal Human Race Alliance?"
"You can't rely on me anymore, you also want to recognize your godfather."
Zhang Heng said earnestly: "Young people, you have to do your own things. Don't always think about taking shortcuts."
Dumbfounded.
Hong was completely in the dark, he didn't say he wanted to recognize his godfather.
in addition.
He was also not sure whether what Zhang Heng said was true. If true, there would be more challenges in the future.
"The sea beast is just the first year of junior high school."
"Fifteen is still to come."
Zhang Heng lowered his voice: "Are you ready?"
Hong didn't answer.
He swore to his grandma that he would never abandon the City of Red Heart or his people.
Behemoths, too.
Just three people.
Even if there is a huge flood in the future, he will shoulder it because he does not just live for himself.
"very good."
Seeing Hong's resolute expression, Zhang Heng also smiled: "In five hundred years, a king will surely emerge. Go and start your era."
kill!!
400 Years of Behemoth.
The Lord of Red Heart City and Blue Star War God Hong have officially entered the stage of history.
Some people are the chosen ones.
You are born to achieve something.
This is the case with Hong.
Today we march south, tomorrow we fight north.
In just ten years, thousands of miles of fertile ground have been laid for Hongxin City.
Time is still passing.
This year.
Behemoth 410 years.
This year.
Hong, 41 years old, is an invincible fighter on all continents and is known as the strongest war god in Blue Star.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Time continues to move forward.
In the blink of an eye.
Time comes to Behemoth Five Hundred Years.
This year.
Hong, 131 years old.
This year.
He entered the Pacific Ocean alone, wounded the Sea Beast King, and retreated calmly.
Ring ring ring
The sky is blue, like a huge blue emerald.
No. 3 High School in Yi'an District.
As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, a large number of students poured out of each teaching building and walked towards the school gate in small groups.
"Ning Feng, Ning Feng!"
With the shouting.
A sturdy young man with a strong back and a strong waist and a height of two meters came up to him with a shy face and asked a slightly thin young man wearing an ordinary blue school uniform: "Senior Brother Ning Feng, can I please help you?"
Can you help?"
"What's up?"
The man named Ning Feng had a calm expression on his face, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had been asked for help.
"Is such that."
The sturdy young man stuttered and said: "I have learned a new movement called Qingyun Zong. I can practice it according to the guidance of the martial arts teacher, but I always feel stumbling, so I would like to ask you to give me some guidance on the rules over the weekend.
I understand, two hundred per class is no problem, senior brother, do you think it’s okay?”
Ning Feng frowned.
Counting the time, the college entrance examination is not far away.
His time is precious. He is now an advanced student and is expected to become an F-level official warrior before the college entrance examination.
If too much time is occupied at this time, it may affect the time for your promotion to a formal warrior.
"Three hundred, three hundred per class."
Seeing Ning Feng frowning, the sturdy young man quickly begged: "I will come here on Saturday and Sunday afternoons to ask for your advice. It will not exceed three hours a day. Senior Brother Ning, please help me."
Ning Feng hesitated.
He deliberately refused, but compared with others, his family conditions were very average.
My father is a cargo sorter in a logistics company.
My mother was laid off last year and has yet to find a job.
Coupled with the fact that my younger brother was born with a disability and my younger sister was about to enter junior high school, the family was under great financial pressure.
"Three classes a day on Saturday and Sunday."
"The salary is paid daily, one thousand a day, and you can only come at night. If you agree, I will teach you. If not, forget it."
Ning Feng gave his own conditions.
"no problem."
The strong young man didn't hesitate at all.
To be fair, three hundred yuan per class is already the price of some martial arts instructors.
But in comparison, although Ning Feng is only a senior student and has not yet reached the official warrior level, his guidance effect is even more powerful than that of ordinary warrior instructors. This is why many students from No. 3 Middle School want to hire Ning Feng to coach them.
.
"Please give me a deposit of two hundred first."
Ning Feng was not polite: "I want to buy some meat dishes for my family."
The burly young man took out two hundred without hesitation.
And at this time.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd after school: "It's Xu Xin, her family has used an aircraft to take her home again."
If.
Ning Feng is the Toad Prince of Yi'an No. 3 Middle School.
Then Xu Xin is the swan princess with all the stars holding the moon.
A tall man of 1.75 meters.
Looks pretty too.
In addition, her family was rich, and her daily means of transportation was a migratory bird aircraft. No one could think of taking off her skirt, making a slingshot, and hitting the window of the home teacher's house.
"Xu Xin!"
Ning Feng subconsciously raised his head.
In fact, many people don't know that he and Xu Xin have been classmates since elementary school.
From elementary school, to junior high school, to high school.
First we were at the same desk, then in the same class, and finally in the same school.
once Upon a time.
Ning Feng also fantasized about his wife's appearance.
But he knew better that Xu Xin, who was born in the Xu Group, and he were in two different worlds.
at the same time.
"Senior, Hong came to ask for an audience."
Today's former site of Red Heart Base City.
It has already turned into a vast ocean.
The giant ocean beasts roam here unscrupulously, announcing the fact that this place is a restricted area for humans.
But today.
Here comes another uninvited guest.
He is about forty years old and carries a large gun on his back.
If there are reporters present, they will find that this person is a god-like being, the most powerful person in Blue Star: Hong Shen.
"It is you."
The surrounding scenery began to flicker.
It's hard to describe this scene. If I had to describe it, it's a bit like a sudden video freeze when surfing the Internet.
"Hong."
"You are not a child anymore."
Zhang Heng just appeared in mid-air.
Holding the fishing rod in his hand, he muttered without looking back: "Have you been sitting in the position of the strongest man for a long time? What do you think when you come to the door empty-handed?"
Well
Hong was a little embarrassed and apologized very sincerely: "Senior, I think you will always be accompanied by white clouds and breeze, so you don't need those vulgar things anymore."
Fine.
He was a child, so Zhang Heng didn't argue with him: "You are just a little monkey who doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. This time you come to see me, an old ghost, and I'm afraid you may have encountered difficulties again."
"Senior's clear warning."
Hong did not dare to hide anything and said truthfully: "I have already forced myself to find out the whereabouts of the biochemical spaceship from the Ocean Beast King, but there is a self-destruction program on the spacecraft, so I don't dare to force it."
Said.
Hong did not say what he was asking Zhang Heng for, but instead said, "Senior, I think the spaceship is quite well preserved and has the potential to be restored. I wonder if you are interested in collecting it?"
"collect!"
Although Zhang Heng knew the whereabouts of this spaceship, he had been busy retreating and rebuilding, so he didn't think about it.
Now.
He has rebuilt himself back to the Immortal Realm and is stuck on the pass to break through to the Luo Tian Realm. He has no clue for a while.