People who often work at high intensity must have experienced this.
When you are immersed in work, you only focus on work and have no other distractions. Even if you have been working for more than ten hours, even if you can't hold on for a long time, you still won't feel too tired.
But if you stop what you are doing at this time, all the negative senses that you have not noticed before will swarm up and engulf you.
At this time, your craving for cigarettes will kick in and you need to smoke a cigarette.
You may become addicted to alcohol and need to drink a glass of wine.
You will also become addicted to criticism, and you will have to spend a few days in a detention center.
You will be sleepy, hungry, and thirsty, and you can't wait to catch up on all the needs you missed during working hours.
Li Zheng is like this now. He is squeezing his body too hard. He could have ignored the discomfort when he was still immersed in the battle just now.
Now that he stopped, he just felt that he didn't want to do anything but lie down where he was and let his body get sufficient rest.
"Go back, leave this place to us, go back."
The voice in my ears continued to ring, and it had a soothing power, and I felt a sense of peace of mind when I listened to it.
"..." Li Zheng pondered for a moment, but couldn't hold on any longer, so he had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay."
He has done everything he can, and continuing to force himself to fight will only drag him down.
Dragging his tired body back to the Golden Light Zone, Li Zheng fell down as soon as he entered. His consciousness was blurred for a moment, but he soon became sober again.
"Li Zheng!" Miriel ran to him anxiously, sat down next to him, gently lifted his head and rested it on her soft legs.
"Dad, are you okay?" Sakura shouted with concern.
"I'm fine."
Every part of his body was sore and painful. Li Zheng didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to touch Xiaoying's head: "Dad is just tired. Just rest for a while."
"Oh." Xiao Ying clenched her little fist and encouraged Li Zheng: "Come on, Dad! Dad is the best!"
Li Zheng couldn't help but smile, remembering that it had been like this before, with him fighting in the front and Sakura cheering from behind.
"Ah!"
Suddenly a sneer came from the side: "I thought you were so powerful. You escaped without even being able to kill a twisted creature. You're a waste!"
Miriel was immediately furious: "If he is a waste, then who are you guys hiding in the golden light zone?"
While accepting the protection of the Tianlong Clan, he turned a blind eye to the battles of the Tianlong Clan, waiting for the Tianlong Clan to kill those twisted creatures so that he could benefit from it.
What is the difference between such a person and the flies in the latrine waiting for others to poop in order to enjoy the feces?
It's disgusting to be slurping feces and camp in the ear of the convenient person at the same time!
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, but he still pretends to be a show off even though he knows he is a waste. It's shameful!" The man continued to sneer.
"You!" Miriel opened his mouth to curse, but was stopped by Li Zheng.
“When soldiers are injured or killed in battle, the first thing flies notice are their shortcomings and scars. They sip and squawk, feeling proud of themselves and thinking they are more heroic than the injured or killed soldiers.
But the soldiers were unable to fight them off.
So the flies kept chirping more and more, thinking that they were immortal sounds, because their perfection was far superior to the warriors.
No one has ever seen the shortcomings and wounds of flies.
However, a warrior with shortcomings is still a warrior, and a perfect fly is just a fly."
Li Zheng said calmly: "This is what a writer in my hometown said. I will repeat it and forward it to you."
"Flies?" Sakura asked innocently with a curious voice: "Dad, don't flies eat shit?"
If Li Zheng used a calm tone to equate the man with a fly, and the man could still hold back the anger in his heart, then Xiaoying's childlike words directly ignited the anger in his heart.
"You guys are looking for death?" the man said gloomily, and a strong murderous aura enveloped Li Zheng and the others.
"I advise you not to act rashly." Li Zheng glanced at him and then motioned for him to look around.
The man turned his head and looked around, and at some point, there were more than ten figures surrounding him, staring at him quietly without saying a word.
"You want to stand up for this loser?" He smiled darkly.
"Come forward?" Someone chuckled: "We just see that you are unhappy, that's all. There is no talk of coming forward."
"Hmph." The man snorted coldly: "You have actually fallen into the company of such trash, and you have lost the face of your race in vain!"
"Losel, where do you mean this?" The man who chuckled said, "Don't you have weak people in your race? Those people are useless? You are of the same race as them, and you have lost the face of your race?
"
Loser said proudly: "The people of our clan have basic strength when they reach adulthood. How noble is their bloodline? Can such trash be compared to our clan?"
"The theory of blood has long been banned by the terminal. How dare you bring it up in public? Aren't you afraid that the whole clan will be expelled from the outer city?" Someone yelled angrily. This theory, which is completely full of blood and racial discrimination, was raised by some scholars with evil intentions.
The day he came out, he was banned by the terminal. Unexpectedly, there were still people who regarded him as a model.
Loser said: "Even if our clan is expelled from the outer city, our bloodline is much nobler than that of others!"
"Stubborn." Everyone shook their heads. One of the two most difficult things in the world is to put your own thoughts into other people's heads.
The initiators of the bloodline theory succeeded and brainwashed Loser, and they...
They didn't bother to try to change Loser's views.
"Are you sure you want to keep this person?" Loser looked around at everyone, his threat clearly evident.
"Well, since you insist on saying that..." the person who spoke before said in a helpless tone: "Then we really have to keep him."
"Although we are unable to participate in the battle due to lack of mental strength and willpower, any warrior who dares to face the twisted creatures is worthy of our respect."
"No matter what your motives are for taking action against him, before that, you must get through us first!"
The Heavenly Dragon Clan's War Will Blessing can help others resist environmental attacks within a certain distance behind the Golden Light Zone, but some people know their own limitations and are instinctively concerned, and cannot fully enter the fighting state.
Because they had distracting thoughts, the Heavenly Dragon Clan's fighting spirit blessing could not help them, so after trying out of the golden light zone, they had to retreat.
Most of those who stand up for Li Zheng are such people.
Their original intention is to support all races, but their strength is a little weak, so they stay in the golden light zone and look for opportunities.
But they will never have the idea of persecuting others.
Li Zheng believed that if they were given time to continue to grow, if a tide of beasts like today happened again, they would appear on the battlefield.
