If you pick a few people from each generation and strata, and put them together, you can see the outline of the times.
The era has become a heavy shadow behind them, while the individuals are just footnotes to the chaotic and complex era.
As time goes by, individual stories will eventually pass, and their love, hatred and resentment will remain in the past...
There is only one exception.
As time goes by, regimes change, and technology explodes.
Deng Jianxing is always there.
Not to sit on the throne, not to join the Federation, not even to be a member of parliament.
As long as he sits on the high platform beside Xuanwu Lake in Jinling, his home planet will be safe and there will be no big storms in the world.
No one questions it.
Anyone who questions is in the soil.
In the whole world, no one has ever been able to change the outcome of a world war on his own, and there will never be anyone in the future.
It is enough to have Deng Jianxing in this world.
The once unparalleled God of War on his home star lost his beacon on Proxima Centauri Alpha in 2273 and returned to his home star in 2284. During the eleven years in between, no one knew what happened to the god of war on his home star, let alone the home star.
Why didn't the God of War kill the Iron-blooded Duke Agamemnon who led the anti-Earth alliance to capture his home planet?
All people saw was the lonely back of the God of War.
For ten years, the Martial God never set foot outside Jinling. It seems that Diaoyutai by Xuanwu Lake will be Deng Jianxing's final destination.
but…
He is back.
Deng Jianxing left Jinling and flew to the home planet's Heavy Industry Technology Exhibition through the portal to pick up the owners of Hex Technology, which was submitted to the Asia Parliament with the highest standards.
How could the Asiatic Parliament dare to hide it? They directly submitted the matter of Deng Jianxing's departure from Jinling to the desk of the Iron-Blooded Grand Duke Agamemnon.
The Iron-blooded Duke sat on the throne and smiled.
"Marshal is tired from sitting. It's normal to go out for a walk. Let the bullets fly for a while."
…
No one can remain calm when facing Deng Jianxing.
Su Yuanyan is no exception.
Even though he had seen many living legends with his father when he was young, Su Yuan saw the back of this legendary figure without any preparation, and Su Yuan's already bloodless lips became paler.
He asked tentatively in a hoarse voice.
"God of War?"
In 2265, Deng Jianxing was still a researcher of the Roscosmic Expedition Team, until the first home star war in 2268, when the home star Martial God was born.
To turn the tide before it falls and to support the building when it is about to collapse.
Deng Jianxing single-handedly turned the tide of the war and reduced the [Wartime Alliance] and the [Joint Pact] to a coward.
After the lavender force field spread for dozens of kilometers and paused in the force field for three minutes, no one in the world dared to call Deng Jianxing by his first name.
No matter where he is, he is bound to be greeted with excited and fiery eyes. Perhaps from then on, Deng Jianxing was no longer a simple person.
Deng Jianxing is a kind of belief.
The anti-terrestrial alliance calls him the devil, and the people of the home planet call him the God of War.
Before the war, the Supreme Leader of the Home Star awarded Deng Jianxing the title of Grand Marshal. Even after the Second Home Star War, the Anti-Earth Alliance won a complete victory and the Emperor and Iron-Blooded Grand Duke Agamemnon unified the solar system.
Deng Jianxing respectfully called him Marshal.
The God of War turned his head.
It was an ordinary face.
Not fat or thin, not tall or short.
He is far different from the character in his imagination, even too young.
Judging from the information, Deng Jianxing was born in 2242 and is now over fifty years old. The person in front of him looks about thirty years old.
But the eyes don't deceive.
Deng Jianxing's eyes were like stars in the sky. Once trapped, it would be difficult to escape.
One glance.
Thousands of years.
Su Yuanjian broke out in a cold sweat.
Deng Jianxing just looked at Su Yuanjian quietly, and gradually a trace of vicissitudes and emotion appeared on his face that did not belong to his age.
In the end, it all turned into a knowing smile.
"sit."
Deng Jianxing waved his hand and motioned for everyone in the cabin to get out, leaving only Su Yuan.
Facing this legendary figure, Su Yuan was both respectful and fearful. He didn't dare to say anything just sitting there.
"Is Su Chen still alive?"
Su Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the God of War was asking about his father. He stretched out his withered right hand and scratched his head like a student.
The Martial God in front of him was dressed in home clothes, but perhaps because of his name, or perhaps because of his history, the solemnity and awe that did not exist in the cabin filled Su Yuan's brain and squeezed the air in his lungs.
Su Yuan, who was accustomed to seeing wind and waves, was quite cautious.
"It's been sixteen years since my father passed away."
"Since you are his son, you should know something." Deng Jianxing was silent for a long time, staring into Su Yuan's eyes: "Su Chen, was my senior, the first rough stone I found when I was lost in Proxima Alpha,
It’s the source energy crystal in your mouth.”
Su Yuan was stunned by just one sentence.
He never thought that he had such a connection with the God of War revered by thousands of people.
Su Yuan's hands trembled uncontrollably.
"How did Su Chen live in his last days?"
Su Yuan thought for a while and shook his head.
"My father was tortured very painfully by irradiation, and he relied on painkillers in his last days."
"Can you tell us about his last days?"
Su Yuan Yuan pondered for a while, starting from Su Chen as the backbone of the Donghuang Corps' technological construction, and continuing to Hex.
After hearing that Su Chen spent his last days, Shen He was dealing with Yi Neng, and finally died with regrets, Wu Shen nodded and shook his head.
"In the end, he didn't realize what he had envisioned, but you accomplished it."
Deng Jianxing's eyes fell on the Hex MINI-III energy core on Su Yuan's chest, as if he was looking at a piece of art.
Su Yuan didn't see any movement from the God of War. He only felt his whole body sink and slumped heavily on the chair. The Hex energy core on his chest had already reached Deng Jianxing's hand.
After looking at it for a long time, the core of Hex returned to Su Yuan's chest without any warning.
The energy supply of the carbon fiber exoskeleton remains the same.
"It was Su Chen's idea." Deng Jianxing sighed with emotion.
Su Yuanyuan was shocked.
As the leader of the R&D team, he knows best how complex the energy supply system of the Hex Core is. In order to convert erythium energy into electrical energy that can be used by the exoskeleton, the team has made countless efforts and attempts. Therefore,
There are hundreds of connections between the Hex core and the carbon fiber exoskeleton.
Even if he wanted to complete the disassembly alone, the success rate would be less than 30%.
On the other hand, the God of War... took it off so easily and put it back on again. All functions of the exoskeleton are still normal.
This is no longer something that can be explained by force, Su Yuan is willing to call it a miracle.
Deng Jianxing's eyelids were slightly raised, and the nostalgia in his expression disappeared.
That gaze was as hard as steel and as cold as ice.
"Are you willing to make the technology for storing and converting ydium energy available to the public?"
Deng Jianxing's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, causing Su Yuan to stagger.
It took Su Yuan a long time to stabilize his mind. Facing Deng Jianxing, he took a deep breath and suppressed all his uneasiness.
