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Chapter 881

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In front of a beautiful mangrove forest, Zhong Huoyan stopped, looked up at him and asked hesitantly, "But so many people have died because of the war in the past, but you have been hiding far away. Don't you think this is unfair?"

Xu Le stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair. He said softly, "Everyone has their own considerations. I just said that I am looking for reasons. Reasons are often excuses to convince myself. Auntie and Paul are closer and more important to me, so this excuse seems more powerful."

Zhong Huoyan shrugged and continued to speak out the doubts in her heart. For example, on that planet full of killing, there were originally Xiong Linquan and other former companions. Why didn't you go?

The morning light of the awakening spread from the horizon and sprinkled on the mangrove forest behind the two. The dewdrops on the thick red leaves sparkled like diamonds, reflecting the surrounding red scenery and adding a bit of charm. Xu Le looked at the camouflaged spaceship at the edge of the woods. Suddenly, his expression froze. After a moment of silence, he patted the girl on the shoulder and said, "You go up first."

Zhong Huoyan frowned slightly and glanced at the mangrove forest subconsciously. She roughly guessed what the situation was, but she trusted Xu Le unconditionally. She would never be a burden like those noble ladies who only knew how to scream and tremble, so she didn't say much and walked over calmly.

Watching the spaceship remove its camouflage and slowly close the heavy hatch door, Xu Le loosened his finger that was holding the trigger and slowly took his hand out of his pocket. He turned and calmly looked at the depths of the mangrove forest, the place in the dark and beautiful scenery.

It had been nearly three years since he left the Federation. He had been traveling in the Empire for a long time. That person had never appeared, but he knew that the other party would appear at certain times. He had killed Qi Dabing, and the story of that person's deep roots in the Empire had come to an end. Presumably, he would come out to express regret or anger.

Because of this mental preparation, Xu Le's mood was very calm at this time. He was not nervous. Of course, he kept the necessary vigilance. Although their relationship was good, who knew if the other party would go crazy?

Feng Yu walked out from the depths of the forest with a slight smile. His weathered face appeared a little gentler under the light of the red leaves. Only his mouth full of yellow and black rotten teeth were exposed frivolously. Facing the gradually brightening morning light, it showed the ugly details.

"Can a cold-blooded animal like you really live for a thousand years?"

Xu Le fished out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, took out a windproof lighter and lit it up. Then, he threw the cigarette and lighter over. At this time, there was still a distance of about ten meters between them.

Feng Yu lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. The white smoke with a hint of light blue blew out from his nostrils. Then, it strangely rolled around his face and refused to disperse, blurring his eyes.

Feng Yu's eyebrows slightly raised. He looked at the rising red sun and said, "I taught you. You were clearly a citizen of the Empire, but you always thought of the good of the Federation. You watched your former subordinates go through fire and water, but you hid thousands of light years away. When it comes to cold-bloodedness, you have long surpassed me. As for hypocrisy, you are somewhat similar to that old man who already died."

Xu Le knew that the old man he was talking about was the Military God Li Pifu. He shrugged indifferently and said, "Uncle, I've read a lot of books in the past few years. Even if I can't fully understand some of them, I still memorized them in a clumsy way. However, there's a passage that I didn't read recently. When I was young, you had me go to the library of Hexi State University to read, and I copied it down."

Without waiting for Feng Yu to ask or mock, Xu Le continued, "The backwardness of a society is first and foremost the backwardness of the elites, and the most obvious sign of the backwardness of the elites is that they often criticize the backwardness of the people."

"Although you, who played the role of George Carlin, never said this, you have always done this, whether it was in front of the Federation or the Empire."

"I remember that this is a famous and correct line of nonsense said by a certain famous Federation politician." Feng Yu smiled and said, "I'm just curious as to why, when we rarely meet, you've become one of those boring middle-aged men, habitually making this kind of judgment."

"Because, although we rarely meet, I've always been thinking about what I should say if I did meet you. Or rather, I've always been thinking about what kind of person you are, wandering the universe in countless incarnations."

"The Emperor of the Empire has his goals, although that goal no longer exists. The Great Teacher has his own goals, although they are somewhat literary and somewhat sour. The Military God also has his own goals, although they are somewhat unyielding. Even the aunties who sell children's clothes in the market have their own goals, although they are specific and subtle. But what about you? What exactly is your goal? "

After a moment of silence, Xu Le slowly spread out his hands, feeling the slightly cold morning breeze. He did not hide the part of his heart that had cooled down. Looking at Feng Yu who was not far away, he sighed and said, "I've thought about it and realized that your goal is only playing. You have the ability to resist the Charter. You see yourself as a god above all. You just find these things interesting, that's all."

The corner of Feng Yu's lips curled up slightly. Looking at him, he said mockingly, "Does this count as a concrete manifestation of a child's patricide complex in psychology? Your disappointment in me is only because you need to use a certain method to prove that you have already surpassed me, that you can easily defeat me. Only in this way can you complete this process. "

"No, I don't want to defeat you or surpass you. I'm not Qi Dabing. I've never believed in the theory of evolution. I just want to tell you one thing."

Xu Le looked at him and said calmly, "Tang Zhizhong and the others want me to become the Emperor. I know that this matter definitely has something to do with you. You want to see whether Qi Dabing or I can make your idea come true. In order to know this, you can even coldly watch us kill each other in the room. I don't like this. Also, don't expect to play me like you played the people of the Federation or like you played Qi Dabing."

The morning light shone on Feng Yu's face. After a moment of silence, he said with a smile, "I know very well that he is no match for you. However, I only have two students in my life. You really shouldn't kill him."

"I'll repeat myself. I'm just an employee."

Looking at the smile on his face, Xu Le raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "He wants to kill me. Why shouldn't I kill him? I can't be bothered to care about that guy's existence. What meaning does it have to you? Over the years, many people have told me that there is no reason in the universe. Since you old guys have forced me into a corner, my fist is reason. "

Feng Yu bent his finger slightly and flicked the cigarette far into the red sun. He said calmly, "Since we're about to leave, let's get to the point."

"Don't bother me in the future." Xu Le said, "If you're tired of playing and don't want to go through all this trouble anymore and want to go back to the Donglin Sanatorium to find a girl, I'm willing to go with you. I'm very good at paying for prostitutes. However, if you still want to play with me, please forgive me for not being a toy. When the time comes, I don't know what I'll do."

At this point in the conversation, Feng Yu slowly furrowed his brows for the first time. Under the reflection of the morning light, one could clearly see that there were traces of silver in his brows. As he furrowed his brows, his seemingly unchanging middle-aged face finally gave off a sense of age.

"Little guy, are you threatening me?"

"Perhaps you're doing this for my own good, but the problem is that I don't even know if you're doing this for my own good. You're hard to trust, probably because we're two different kinds of people."

Xu Le threw the cigarette butt to the ground and slowly extinguished it. He then raised his head and looked into Feng Yu's eyes. He continued, "Three years ago in the Federation, your biggest question was how I got in touch with the Charter Computer. In fact, the reason is very simple. It's because of the biggest difference between us."

"I'm used to trusting people. Even if I've been hurt before, this attitude has never changed. I can even trust the spot of light in the black dream, the active contact signal sent by the Charter Computer."

"But you're different. You're used to being suspicious and wary of humans, let alone The Glory Of The Charter, which you hate and are wary of the most. Although the specific situation back then was different, it was essentially because of this reason that I established active contact with the Charter Computer, but you lost the most important opportunity. "

Xu Le looked at Feng Yu, who seemed to be deep in thought, and said, "We can't anymore. That old thing underground in the Federation Bureau of Proclamation building has become much smarter than before. We can no longer enjoy this kind of benefit."

He changed the topic and continued, "For the past three years, I've been wandering among the stars, imagining the years you spent back then. I realized that the difference between us is really quite big. We're both wandering, but I have companions. I have Little Watermelon to accompany me. If I want, I can even find four or five girls to accompany me."

He smiled slightly, thinking about Philip.

Feng Yu frowned slightly. Although he was already an old man, he was still a man after all. He could allow Xu Le to spout nonsense in other aspects, but in this aspect, he refused to admit defeat even if he was beaten to death. He said contemptuously, "If I want, I can find four or five thousand women to accompany me."

"You don't dare, not you don't want." Xu Le spread his arms and said, "I'm different. I dare, but I don't want."

Feng Yu gently stroked his stubbled cheek, looked at him, and said, "Are you done? If you're done, I'll leave first. Otherwise, I won't be able to catch the bus to Las Vegas. "

Xu Le was silent for a moment. He looked at him and said seriously, "Uncle, although you still look young and handsome, and your butt is still so perky, you're actually very old."

There was a long pause.

"You're about to die. Can you stop fooling around?"

Feng Yu was slightly stunned. He smiled and said, "Did you forget what I told you in the mine? Of course, I won't die. I'll never die. "

After saying this, the teacher and student, the boss and the employee, who had a strange relationship, went their separate ways in silence. Xu Le stood on the slightly wet mud, looking at the back of the figure that disappeared into the depths of the mangrove forest. He was silent for a long time, thinking about something. Then, he heard the sound of a farewell wind chime. He knew that it was the string of six-star knives hanging behind the uncle's butt that was beating rhythmically.

After this farewell, he didn't know when they would meet again.





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