Rong Xiang's heart was calm, but his blood was boiling again. In his previous life, he was a mercenary with no sense of right and wrong, and he scorned the feelings of family and country. But he didn't expect that after he came to this world, he began to regret it...
…He regretted that he was once a member of the flower-growing family but didn’t cherish it!
At this time, his shoulders felt heavy, as if there was a heavy burden on him. That was because he had unknowingly added a lot of responsibilities to himself. However, these responsibilities did not make him uncomfortable, but instead made him feel happy. He calmed down and looked towards the front.
The old man who paid attention to him then said: "Please continue, old man. I want to see how the flower grower's hatred, hatred, anger and blood rise again."
"As you wish." The old man's figure faded away, and the picture continued to move...
At the beginning of the rise of the Star Empire, so many like-minded people gathered together and abandoned the past surnames and adopted the surnames of Hatred, Chou, Wrath, and Blood, in order to remember that humiliating history.
The life of living in a spaceship is not easy, but these new people with four surnames eat thin synthetic food and water with perseverance, burning every bit of their life and wisdom from generation to generation, and bringing back the first stars bit by bit.
Build it up...
When the first steel battle star was completed, no one cheered, but countless people knelt on their knees and burst into tears... The original flower growers were gone, and they created one for themselves based on their obsession with home.
Home. But can this be the same? But it is in this cry of sorrow that the empire of stars has risen.
Hatred, hatred, anger, and blood brought great cohesion to the Star Empire. They gave up all personal enjoyment and worked hard to accumulate strength and build steel battle stars that were extremely terrifying in the eyes of others... because they did not want to stop.
They experienced the pain of their homes being destroyed, so they built many homes for themselves.
So the picture came to the final scene of the stars shining... The steel battle stars shined brightly in the dark void, exuding the light of human civilization, as if they were real stars. But they are the Empire of Stars!
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It's easy to say, but how could the two thousand years of history of this star empire end in a short period of time? But Rong Xiang just sat in this grand history museum for three days and three nights, with a kind of intoxicated mood.
Read the entire history of the rise of the Star Empire.
When he stood up again with his hungry and exhausted body, his eyes were clear. He already understood that today's Star Empire and this era have nothing to do with the earth he was familiar with, because the civilization rebuilt in the ruins was just
It has inherited the original technology, but it has not inherited any of the essence of earth's civilization. Even if it is the four surnames of Hatred, Qiu, Wrath, and Blood, after more than two thousand years and hundreds of generations, how much is left?
?
But the four words of the old man in front of him made him find his target... Hate is the hatred of the flower growers; hatred is the hatred of the flower growers; anger is the anger of the flower growers; blood is the blood of the flower growers.
He didn't expect to wake up to something in his previous life: he was a flower grower after all!
Especially after experiencing the images of the difficult period in the beginning of the Star Empire, he suddenly discovered how similar this was to the fate of the flower grower who had to rebuild from ruins in the 20th century in his previous life.
Watching the seniors with the four major surnames burning everything to rebuild their homes, he really put himself into it, and his spiritual will continued to settle in the scenes of hardship and persistence. Then when he came back to his senses,
I found that I was different again... This was not the kind of peak that I reached when I was crazy and out of control, but I reached a higher level through slow precipitation and calmness.
"Ding! It has been detected that the host's mental power has reached its peak."
"Ding! The host's mental power has exceeded the peak, all attributes are +1, and the talent of micro-electronics control is +1."
After he calmed down, he saw two prompts projected by the auxiliary system on the retina. This unexpected joy was taken for granted by Rong Xiang, because the weak did not have this awareness, how could they bear the weight?
Today, he still has no ambitions compared to before. He has just given up his own concerns about gains and losses, and instead thinks more from the perspective of the stars.
Now his attributes have become very strong, even three levels higher than those of ordinary super warriors, which is even more incredible if you include talent. But this does not make him feel proud, because he is no longer too lazy to worry about these small gains and losses.
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"Thank you very much for your teaching. I have benefited a lot from you, Rong Xiang." Rong Xiang couldn't help but bow to the projection of artificial intelligence... In his heart, this old man is really just like the flower growers on earth who guard and protect the ancestral hall.
The inherited clan elders are generally.
"Child, don't leave in a hurry, you haven't taken the oath yet." The old man stopped Rong Xiang.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that I actually forgot about it." Rong Xiang suddenly patted his head, and then asked: "Then what is the oath?"
The old man paused for a moment and suddenly said: "There is no fixed formula, just say the oath that you want to say most in your heart."
Rong Xiang was a little surprised. This was not what he had heard before. Mingming Qiang just said that a copy of the oath would be provided for him to recite as usual...
But in this case, he didn't shirk it, but just thought about it for a moment, and then said what he wanted...
"Since I have returned to the flower-growing family in this life, I should sacrifice this body to wish the flower-growing family!"
He said the oath in a low but extremely clear voice, and then turned around and left the Hongshi Museum without any regrets.
...Behind him, the old man's projection stared at his leaving figure for a long time without saying anything, and then said in a vigorous and kind voice that was completely different from the previous one: "What a 'sacrifice this body to plant flowers'! The people of the Rong family taught me
What a good boy..."
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When Rong Xiang left the Hongshi Museum, he encountered Qiang Gang with an anxious look on his face.
"Brother, you finally came out. Why did you stay in there for three days? You must have been scolded by your ancestors, right? It doesn't matter, your ancestors are just like that. They have a sharp mouth and a soft heart..."
Brother Qiang comforted him endlessly, but at this time Rong Xiang's mentality changed, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw Qiang Gang. He was wondering if it was too much to just use him as cannon fodder before... It shouldn't be
How good would it be to treat him as cannon fodder and a piece of 'meat' used to attract firepower?
Well, Rong Xiang is still such an egoist, but he is willing to make some compromises under the premise of self-interest...
ps: Many people have opinions about the character Xue Luo. Don’t people like tsundere lolita anymore? She looks fierce on the surface, but in reality she is very honest. How cute.