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Chapter 272

Red-maned Yanglie held a piece of dried meat in his mouth, came to sit next to Xiaobai, and exhaled with satisfaction.

"Don't you want to eat something?" Red-maned Yanglie turned to look at Xiaobai and asked strangely. He rarely saw Xiaobai eating, at least Xiaobai was not eating when they were eating.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat." Xiaobai refused to eat three times in a row, which made Hongmane Yanglie lose his temper at all.

Red-maned Yanglie chewed the hard dried meat, squeaking, making Xiaobai's unsalted dried meat very fragrant.

"What are you pursuing?" Xiaobai suddenly asked.

"What?" Red-maned Yanglie looked at Xiaobai in confusion.

"I mean, why are you alive?" Xiaobai thought for a moment and changed his explanation.

"It's just about living. What else can you live for, because you don't want to die." Hongmane Yanglie said matter-of-factly.

"Just because you are afraid of death? Don't you have any other ideas?" Xiaobai blinked his eyes. The three most difficult and unsolvable philosophical questions in his previous life were: who am I, where do I come from, and where do I go.

Why do you live? Xiaobai does it for many people, most of them have the same answer as Hongmane Yanglie, which is to live simply for the sake of living. As for dreams, they have long been worn away by the cruel life. Living is only because of pure fear.

Just death.

But Xiaobai always feels that living like this is boring. Will he not regret it when he gets old? Lying on a rocking chair and looking back on his life, won't he feel empty in his heart?

He has always felt that people still need to have some dreams and pursuits in order to be motivated. Although they may not be achieved, the outcome is usually good.

Xiaobai had dreams in his previous life: live in a big house, drive a big car, pick up big girls...

Although it is too vulgar, it is a real dream. After all... the house price is too expensive to buy, the gas price is too high, and I can't afford to drive a car. As for girls, what kind of girl can I want if I am single for ten thousand years (tt).

So until time travel, dreams are just dreams and have not become ideals.

But the ending is very good. Didn't he travel through time and become a god? His dream has been fulfilled. He has a totem space, a temple, a cyberspace, and a forest in his house. It's really not that small, Niu... two

Although I haven't been able to win the little lamb's heart yet, it's only a matter of time. After all, love grows over time...

There is only one car left, so there is no way. The alien world is so primitive that it is impossible to build a car, but if you can have a mount, then the three major dreams in life will be fulfilled.

Xiaobai feels that the reason why many people are lazy is because they have no dreams, or they have dreams but have abandoned them. They feel that their dreams are childish and are unwilling to fight, so they have no motivation.

Knights like Red-maned Yang Lie have become his followers. He doesn't want these people to just wait to die and live a worthless life. How sad that would be.

Look at the guys in the Samsara Tribe. They are all full of motivation. They don’t care about life and death. They dare to fight and fight. They are full of expectations for the future. These are a group of people with pursuits and dreams.

So Xiaobai thought about motivating Hongmane Yanglie and the others so that they could have some dreams.

"I want to resurrect the gods." Red-maned Yanglie was silent for a moment and then said.

"What about the others? Do you just want to resurrect the gods? What about after resurrection?" Xiaobai induced little by little.

"No more." Red-maned Yanglie stuffed the remaining dried meat into his mouth, clapped his hands, and said happily.

How dare you follow the script?

Have you considered my feelings when you answered so simply?!

Xiaobai looked at the hilt of his sword, and he endured it again and again before he could slash it with his sword.

"Have you ever thought about what a real knight is?" Xiaobai took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and planned to forcefully instill thoughts.

"The soldiers of our prairie caravan are all born knights." Red-maned Yanglie turned to look at Xiaobai, looking like an idiot.

"Can warriors and cavalry be the same? Can cavalry and knights be the same, huh?" Xiaobai finally got angry and shouted at the red-maned Yanglie.

"It's different, they're all riding horses, they're all swinging knives, they're all slashing people." Red-maned Yanglie slapped a stick in his neck and retorted.

emmm...what you said makes so much sense. I suddenly didn’t know how to answer it.

Xiaobai suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if he had tricked himself.

"I said it's thoughts." Xiaobai said weakly, casually plucked a piece of grass and rubbed it with his fingers.

"???" He had never heard of the word thought at all, and Hongmane Yanglie looked confused.

As a primitive man, and a primitive man in a small tribe, they have to face various difficulties and difficulties in survival since birth. Food, animal skins, weapons, supplies, etc. are all bothering them.

Nuan guys don't have time to think about it. They haven't even heard of the word.

"Do you want to know the eight virtues of chivalry?" Xiaobai asked.

"What's the use?" Hongmane Yanglie is a pragmatic person and asked directly.

...Here, Xiaobai turned to look at the ragged knight, and suddenly felt that he had done something wrong. He thought about telling Red Mane Yanglie and the others that chivalry was the biggest mistake.

"Put it another way, if I have an enemy, what will you do?" Xiaobai hesitated for two seconds and asked again.

"Kill him!" Red-maned Yanglie said without thinking at all.

"What if my enemy is old, weak, sick or disabled?" Xiaobai continued to ask.

"Cut him!" Hongmane Yanglie still didn't hesitate.

"What if it's your brother from the same tribe?" Xiaobai raised his eyebrows.

"...kill him?" Red-maned Yanglie fell silent and said hesitantly, then turned to look at Xiaobai and asked in confusion: "We are all your followers, why would my people become your enemies?

?”

"Isn't this a metaphor?" Xiaobai replied expressionlessly.

"Who is Bi Fang? There is no one named Bi Fang in our knight team." Red-maned Yanglie looked confused.

"I mean what if." The corner of Xiaobai's mouth twitched.

"There is no one named Jia Ru among our knights." Red-maned Yanglie continued to be confused.

"I mean give an example!" Xiaobai's forehead veins began to pop.

"Leeds is there, why did you lift him up? How about I call Leeds for you?" Although the red-maned Yanglie was puzzled, he was still willing to help Xiaobai share his worries.

Xiaobai stood up and left.

This is such a clear idea, I can't afford to offend him, I just slipped away.

"Xiao Bai, do you want to lift Liz?" Red-maned Yanglie looked at Xiao Bai's back walking into the darkness and shouted loudly.

Xiaobai turned his head and happened to see a knight standing up around the bonfire. He looked here strangely. That guy was big-shouldered, round-waisted and dirty. He was probably Liz...

Wait, why am I wondering if he is Liz? I don’t care if you are a ghost!

Xiaobai rolled his eyes, turned around and walked quickly into the darkness.


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