"Mom, I'm fine, I'm not hurt at all." Zhang Ping put down the phone and continued to look at Yun Juyun Shu in front of him.

The Internet has exploded, and the news is too late to block, and there is no way to block it. In just half an hour, the developed Internet has spread everything that happened here to alien planets, spreading to almost all planets in China, and even spreading abroad.

After a while, Zhang Ping's cell phone rang again, and relatives and friends sent him care. Zhang Ping felt annoyed and directly posted a short video on Moments: I am still alive, thank you for your concern.

The words or expressions of concern immediately came out below. But suddenly a wreath popped up, and then the bottom became crooked, and a "wreath" appeared. The first one to wreath was "Prince Jun Pipiran"!

"You are still alive!" Zhang Ping responded.

"It's lively!" Wang Zijun actually posted a short video of herself, which was really the kind of jumping.

"Why didn't God take you away?" Zhang Ping was "furious" and contacted directly on video.

Well, Zhang Ping was not really 'angry', but when he saw this guy jumping here, he was still a little annoyed - the number of deaths has been confirmed, which is as high as 6,300, and I don't know how many injured people are. Speaking of which, if he hadn't saved people, more people would have died.

But what is this guy jumping here? Is he a great dancer? And he gave himself a wreath, what does this guy look like in his head? Why hasn't he been beaten to death yet?

Wang Zijun immediately responded: "I am happy because I survived, which is indeed something to be happy about. At the same time, I also want to tell the enemy that killing cannot make me afraid and tremble!

God doesn't take me away, but I will use the rest of my life to fight. From today on, as long as I am still alive for one day, I will fight for the strength of the country and to kill these alien races.

The Modimodo tribe is just one of the exposed ones, and there must be more hidden guys behind it. But it doesn’t matter. As long as I fight with us, I will push them one by one and eliminate them!”

Zhang Ping was silent for a while and nodded slowly: "No, kill the weeds and remove the roots!"

The faint words swear the two of them to the decisive belief. After experiencing such a thing, it is impossible to say that they are not affected. The scene of the collapse of the sky will always be imprinted in the depths of the souls of all "survivors".

Then Zhang Ping looked at the sky quietly, and the speeding cars, spacecraft and fighter jets began to appear, but it was too late.

Zhang Ping sat here until the night fell. Looking at the stars in the sky, he thought of Fang Shilu's words in his mind: Although the stars are big and there are many planets, none of them is unnecessary. If we want to obtain living space, we can only grab them. Of course, other civilizations are also grabbing them.

Yes, but none of the stars in the sky is redundant. The stars I can see here can also be seen by other civilizations. The vast starry sky is actually an "open" system!

Every civilization is here, everyone stares at each other, silently polishes their blades, and strives for their own living space.

This has nothing to do with morality, because everyone is hunter on the grassland and is fighting for the space for ethnic groups to survive. This is a war of survival, a war of death, and all moral evaluations are meaningless here.

Only victory is the only meaning!

History may record something, but only the winner is qualified to write history.

Before the rising sun was rising, Zhang Ping suddenly stood up, but unexpectedly bumped into a figure. When he turned around, he suddenly realized that Gu Qingyan was sitting next to him at some point.

Gu Qingyan is now in a mess, and her long flowing hair, which was once cut off along her neck.

"Senior sister..."

Gu Qingyan's murmuring voice drifted weakly in the mountain wind: "It has been counted that 6,531 people died, of which more than 200 people did not even have complete bodies. 1,755 people were seriously injured, almost everyone was slightly injured. If it weren't for your help and Chu Yiyi, at least two hundred would have been killed.

But many seriously injured students, even a few slightly injured students, were scared, and many people's cultivation and will collapse. After this... after the battle, I'm afraid there are less than a thousand people who can still continue to explore Da Mengze."

Is it a battle? It is a totally one-sided killing. In the face of powerful weapons and under the attack of the arrogant electromagnetic rail cannon, even those in the God Transformation Stage cannot withstand it.

Zhang Ping still remembers what Fang Shilu said: In the interstellar war, the power of nuclear bombs is very ordinary, and the single attack power of electromagnetic guns is ten times that of nuclear bombs, a hundred times the core power of nuclear bombs. Those powerful masters in the God Transformation Stage can actually withstand the attack of nuclear bombs when they are well prepared, but even experts at the Earth Immortal level will frown when facing the arrogant electromagnetic guns.

In terms of lethality alone, technology is currently significantly better than cultivation. Of course, there are some cultivation of cultivation, and simple technology also has many unavoidable shortcomings.

OK, Zhang Ping pulled his thoughts back and said seriously: "Senior Sister, I think you should think so. Those who survived this battle and who are still brave enough to fight are what we need, the real elites.

The ancient Chinese military thought said: People value essence but not much. When the overall social practice resources are limited, only by concentrating excellent resources on the least one can we cultivate stronger practitioners and elites.

Misfortune depends on blessings and hiding misfortune. Before the last moment, who can know whether this is a disaster or an opportunity?"

Gu Qingyan finally showed a smile on her face, and then she took out a small package, "This is my cut hair, please help me refine it, and use your Suzaku True Fire. I want to make it into a powerful magic weapon."

Zhang Ping looked at the hair in the small package, gently stroked it, and felt the material; I have to say that Gu Qingyan is now at the peak of the golden elixir, and this long hair is already a powerful spiritual material.

But soon Zhang Ping shook his head, "Senior sister, wait for me to come back. After I come back, I will definitely build the foundation and break through one after another in a very short time. At that time, I will personally refine powerful magic weapons for you. Three thousand hairs, and I will refine three thousand flying swords for you."

"It's an embroidery needle." Gu Qingyan showed a gentle smile on her face.

"No matter what it is, I will do my best."

Gu Qingyan nodded slowly. But a trace of hesitation suddenly appeared on her face, and she opened her mouth, trying to say something, but she was embarrassed to say it.

When Zhang Ping saw this, he suddenly started to joke: "You don't want my essence and blood, do you?"

Gu Qingyan nodded slowly, lowered his head, and said a little hesitant: "Is that OK? I'm worried that it will affect your exploration of Damengze. Let's talk about it when you come back."

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back. Nothing for anything else, just to agree to my senior sister's promise."

Gu Qingyan slowly raised her head, looked at Zhang Ping's eyes steadily, and suddenly kissed Zhang Ping's side face like lightning, jumping far away like a deer. A 'Thank you' floated in the distance.

Zhang Ping gently touched his side face and smiled. But looking at the busy sky in front of him, his face instantly frozen.

There are more and more speeds, spacecraft, and fighter planes in the sky. With Zhang Ping's current eyes and a little magic assistance, you can even see some text on the close-range speed, such as news newspapers, etc. But there are more civilian speeds of different colors. Needless to say, they are all students' parents, etc.

I opened my bracelet and read the news. The Internet was completely exploded. And the "Earth Man" who was "just" on Qin Huangxing: Cai Zhaoguo, president of the National Association for the Study of Kung Fu, secretary of the Central Office, and a cultivation of the Earth Immortals, also appeared. Many reporters surrounded Cai Zhaoguo and even questioned:

You are the earth immortal. Why didn’t you take action as soon as it happened? Also, was it a coincidence that such a tragedy happened just a few days ago? People need an explanation.

The terrified people are angry and even irrational, especially the parents of the dead elite - they have lost not only a child, but also a hope and a hope for rise. But now nothing is gone.

The dream was shattered.

Even if you can have one more child or even ten children, it is unknown whether you can still achieve the current achievements. Genius is never expected.

Also surrounded by angry people are the senior management of Donghai University, the senior management of military bases, and even the Yunhai City Office Building. People need an explanation.
Chapter completed!