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The strange cries and the surrounding illusions dissipated together, and Xie Tianyang concentrated on waiting for the voice transmission from Wei Ze in his ears—but this time, the words did not ring out immediately.

Because at the other end of the Tianji Mirror, Wei Ze fell into deep thought after hearing this.

From another perspective, "teacher" is actually such a role.

How did the "teacher" do this - even he himself didn't know how to respond.

But he didn't speak, and as a result, the "remote voice guidance" was interrupted, and Xie Tianyang, who was standing in front of the giant bird, was confused for a while.

Why did Teacher Wei suddenly stop talking? Is there a problem with the sound transmission, or is it intentional not to answer?

Thinking often becomes extremely clear under tension, and he suddenly remembered Wei Ze's explanation before: find a way, and try to resolve this incident in a peaceful manner.

Could it be that this was a test given to him by the teacher, teaching him how to conduct peaceful negotiations. Now that the teaching is over, he needs to practice it by himself next?

Before Lenovo, this should be the best explanation for the current scene.

He took a deep breath, his brain running rapidly, reviewing what the Golden Winged Roc had just presented to them.

"Because our 'teacher' never asked us to follow the same path as him, but to understand, innovate, and even question by ourselves. This is the difference between him and you. Under his command, no student is identical."

Xie Tianyang looked at the giant bird in front of him and said: "If there are only stereotyped replicas, then it is not called civilization at all. The reason why we have been able to develop to this day is precisely because of this concept of 'teacher', which is what you lack .”

Compared with Wei Ze's words on the stage just now, the few words he came up with on the spur of the moment still lacked some organization, but they stunned the people (birds) watching this scene on and off the field.

"No two are the same..." Golden Winged Roc seemed to ponder for a moment, "So, can this method of inheritance be used for my descendants?"

Without everyone's reaction, a gust of wind blew again, like an invisible hand lifting the snow in front of him.

The students in front all opened their eyes wide: after the muddy water on the surface was stripped off, a few eggshells as white as jade were exposed. Judging by the breath, they were still alive inside.

The memory-like illusion reappeared, and they saw the end of that history.

On the wasteland razed by natural disasters, among the corpses of many descendants, the immobile roc plucked off his last feathers, and immediately turned into a demon egg when it landed. It slowly evaporates the remaining broken flesh, creating the final hotbed on this wasteland where the aura is exhausted, and wraps these eggs in it.

Then came a long time. Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... I don't know how long it will take, when its foundation is about to be exhausted, a breath from another blessed land suddenly penetrates somewhere.

The stimulation of aura penetrated into the hotbed, and the most robust egg snatched it all away. On the snowy field that had been silent for thousands of years, there was the crisp sound of chicks pecking through the eggshell. After a long time, a golden-winged chick waddled out of the hotbed made by Dapeng.

It is the first survivor of this extinct ethnic group, and it has also become the only sustenance of the Dapeng that is about to end.

Under the reminder of the mother, it took the golden feather containing the inheritance of the roc, and started to carry the eggs according to the reminder of the blood,

Transferred it to the source of the aura...but on a certain day, after it transferred another egg, the chick did not return.

The last hope is shattered, it can only watch these descendants in the shell go to death day by day, and its last inheritance is about to be cut off.

But what is clear is that another group of human beings walked into the scope of the blessed land at this time...

The illusion dissipated, revealing those illusory golden eyes again—those blurred, uncertain eyes, staring ahead.

"So, you want to use the method of the human race'teacher' to train your juniors?"

Wei Ze knew that this was no longer something that students could decide on their own, so he sent his voice again: "In this way, we may be able to help you realize—if your offspring are willing to learn and accept the norms of 'learning', then we are also willing to come Help preserve your 'inheritance'."

The voice came out through Xie Tianyang's mouth, causing Dapeng in front of him to pause slightly.

"Is this your attitude towards alien races?" Its voice was like a long river flowing, "Because of this, you didn't choose to enslave my heirs? Will you still do this in the future?"

Xie Tianyang was startled. When Dapeng said this, he was looking at the golden feather in his hand, and his gaze even made him feel a little scorching.

"...Yes." There was still no voice from Wei Ze this time, he said from his own mind, "This is my attitude."

Dapeng listened without moving, and slowly raised his neck. It was obviously such an earth-shattering giant beast, but at this moment its movements were very much like that chick that had just hatched.

"Since you are so tolerant of alien races, why are there still endless disputes within the human race?"

Obviously it saw the hail of bullets happening here, but Xie Tianyang didn't notice it.

"I don't care what others think, and it doesn't seem like meddling. But as far as I and we are concerned, as long as we maintain the same concept and believe in the same peace, then there is no such thing as alien race."

"...Really." Its cry suddenly seemed to be sleepy, and its golden illusory figure became thin and dim together, turning into dots of golden light like down feathers scattered in the air, "That's all. Thousands of years ago, I already I'm tired of unnecessary disputes...then this time, I'll trust you once."

"...This time, we follow the guidance of your 'teacher'. I hope you... will never repeat the mistakes we made."

The snow wind rose again, and the illusory golden feathers flew up in the sky. The hazy snow curtain covered the slowly closing eyelids, covering the leisurely birdsong in the wind and dust.

When the snowflakes dispersed and the field of vision became clear again, all the sounds had disappeared. What was left in front of them became a scattered dry bones again.

This time, it had no life at all.

It probably flew back to the country that belonged to it.

It wasn't until then that Xie Tianyang gasped heavily, his back covered in cold sweat.

Communicating with this kind of existence is really not an easy task. If it wasn't for Wei Ze's help, and Dapeng's trust came inexplicably quickly in the end, he might not be able to hold on.

He had a rare feeling of dread: the trust that Dapeng had in him just now seemed to come from the way he treated the Garuda—if at that time, he had not chosen to negotiate with the other party, but had directly used rough methods to forcibly Conquer, what happens then?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and looked down at the golden feather in his hand. The light spots scattered from Dapeng's body are entering into the flying feathers, making this thing shine with bursts of golden light.

This is a sign that the entrance and exit of the blessed land will be activated.

With a song, the garuda, which had been hovering in the air, folded its wings and landed, looking at it with a pair of small golden eyes.

It has inherited the mother's emotions and thoughts, and of course understands that trust.

Gu\u003c/span\u003e "Everyone will do it, move the eggs here to the blessed land on the other side, and then everyone will leave the blessed land."

Xie Tianyang turned around, pointed at the egg in the pit, and said to the people behind him with strange eyes: "After you go out, contact the school and find a way to solve the egg here."

What he said had to be fulfilled, it was just fulfilling his own promise, it wasn't some kind of voluntary succumbing to understand the thoughts of these monsters... He muttered in his heart, the sound of the golden bird flapping its wings rang in his ears.

Is there really understanding between different races? He didn't know the answer to this question either.

All he could do was hand over the piece of golden feather to a classmate, and instruct him to use this spiritual weapon to free the soldiers who accidentally fell into the blessed land, and then he and the others carried out the giant egg in the snow field, and flew away with the egg Get up, pass through the connected wind whirlpool, and then enter the forest blissful land full of aura.

How to contact the school to inform about this matter... He was thinking about this issue along the way, but when he really crossed the cyclone, he found that it was completely superfluous.

Because in the jungle where the fog had cleared, Wei Ze had already stood in front of the Garuda's nest, raising his hand to tease the chick he just picked out.

With the "key" granted by Dapeng, this blessed land is completely connected to the school, and he can naturally jump in.

Seeing the students approaching, Wei Ze stood up naturally, holding the chirping bird in his hand, and smiled towards these surprised faces.

"From now on, this area will be taken over by the school. You should have heard the entrustment from the big monster just now. This semester, this is the practical activity in the school."

He glanced around, and finally landed on Xie Tianyang among the students: "You have done a good job this time, and you can bear the title of president. Next, you will be responsible for the practice in the blessed land."

Xie Tianyang subconsciously stood up straight. During the "remote voice guidance" just now, he had just fully realized the mystery and fear of this teacher. Now Wei Ze's sudden appearance did not surprise him——even so, in this In the face of such an almost omniscient power, he also had to restrain himself.

"Okay, without wasting time, let's finish the work on the demon eggs in your hands first. After that, we can discuss it after returning to school."

Wei Ze said with a smile, and then looked at the golden-winged bird parked among the students: "Afterwards, this should also become the royal beast of the school contract. It is still a young body, and it needs to be taught a lot... .”

Before he could finish speaking, the Garuda tilted its head and said in a straight voice: "Hey, grass!"

"..."

The scene was silent for a few seconds, Wei Ze turned his head slowly, looked at the sweating students over there, and showed a kind smile: "...Who taught him this?"

Without waiting for an explanation, the garuda opened its mouth: "Xie Tianyang!"

"..."

As if that wasn't enough, it flapped its wings under the gaze of the crowd, repeating the reading continuously.

"Xie Tianyang! Xie Tianyang! Xie Tianyang!"

There was another moment of silence, and then a scream resembling a scream sounded from the forest.

"When the fuck did you learn to say my name!!??"

 …

On the other side, in front of the resting place where the group of monsters buried their bones and sheltered from the wind.

The whirlwind emitted a faint light, and several figures emerged from it. Wu Hao and several soldiers escorted Ah San, who had escaped the net, all the way to the stone crevice, and joined the soldiers who were greeted by the resting place.

Obviously, with Wu Hao's joining, the battle in the forest blessed land did not encounter any suspense.

"Student Wu, it's really thanks to you this time."

After handing over the prisoners, the soldier shook hands with him in admiration: "Students alone have such courage... Sure enough, you are the real important weapons of the country in the future."

It's the country's most important weapon...Wu Hao slandered, but he didn't dare to say it directly - because when he said these praises, the soldier's eyes didn't have much excitement, but a hint of sadness.

"Sigh... If there were people like you in the team, maybe Xiao Ning and Xiao Ma wouldn't have to die."

Wu Hao was startled for a moment, and followed his gaze to look at the crack that blocks the wind.

The cracked ground was sprinkled with blood, which had been frozen into ice. Beside the jumping bonfire, a dozen soldiers in combat uniforms were sitting in a circle, some were sorting out the few supplies left in their bags, some were bandaging the wounds on themselves and their companions, the air was filled with The repression of the smell of blood.

Beside them were the same dozen or so Yinsan who were deprived of their ability to move and lying on the ground. Although they were tightly bound, their injuries had been fully treated at this time, and their sitting and lying positions were even closer to the campfire.

But what really caught his attention was the few "packages" lying on the innermost side - like several human figures, their whole bodies were tightly wrapped and placed there, motionless, the blood on the surface had turned deep red.

"We lost 5 people this time." As if aware of his thoughts, a soldier next to him pointed to the cloth bag, "The oldest is 27 years old, and the youngest is 20 years old... If he didn't come here, He should be studying at university like you."

Wu Haomo stood there, watching the soldiers in front of him turning over the "package" and carrying it on their bodies. A very young face was revealed in the wrapping cloth. He was indeed the same age as him, and even looked younger than him. Younger.

"There are many such things?" Wu Hao asked the soldier.

"It's not too much, and it's not too much." The soldier shook his head gently, and glanced at the three people sitting and lying next to him, "This is not the first time, and it won't be the last." Once. It can only be said that this world has never been so peaceful."

At this time, the classmate holding the luminous golden feather came over and explained to them the method of using the spiritual weapon to escape from the blessed land-after the demon eggs were emptied, the burial ground had lost its value of exploration. According to the previous research on the blessed land, these fighters will be directly sent back to the real area when they are sent back through the spiritual weapon, and will directly return to the real camp.

After confirming a series of items, the soldiers each picked up their equipment, secured the prisoners, and nodded to them respectfully.

"Then, let's leave first and go back to the camp. Please allow me to express my sincere thanks to you on behalf of my teammates. Not only is it a life-saving grace this time, but it is also a blessing to know you."

"Thank you for letting us know what the future of this country and this world looks like and where it is. I am very lucky to witness the existence of a group of people like you."

The fluctuation of spiritual power spread from the golden feather, and the faint light submerged their figures. In front of those increasingly blurred silhouettes, Wu Hao nodded slightly in return.

"I also want to thank you all." Wu Hao said, "It's a great honor to see your existence..."

The cold wind blew past, sweeping away the afterimages of the crowd in front of us, only the scorched marks left between the cracks in the rocks were still exuding faint blue smoke, which would soon be buried by the wind and snow. Standing in front of the curling green smoke, he let the snow wind in the blessed land blow over the skirt of his clothes, and the emblem of Yin and Yang surrounded by clouds on his back fluttered and swayed, like a flag fluttering on the border for a while.

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