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In the Kyoto Military Region, Wu Nianzu, Zheng Shan, and Zhang Guowei all smiled happily after reading the documents sent by the government.
"Western countries are completely powerless this time."
"Should!"
"The scar has healed, and you've forgotten the pain. How many years has it been? Just over two thousand years, and you're already playing the same old tricks again. You're truly the epitome of forgetting your roots and your ancestors!"
"Tsk." Zhang Guowei snorted. "Do they have ancestors?"
"Maybe we all remember it better than they do."
"That's right." Zheng Shan curled his lips. "They're a bunch of capitalists, driven only by profit, with no cultural heritage. After all, the entire country was stolen. I'm afraid they don't even know where their own ancestral graves are. Expecting them to remember their ancestors... is really asking too much."
"snort."
Wu Nianzu snorted coldly, his smile vanishing as he said coldly, "If you ask me, I should have given him a good beating long ago."
"We are holding onto a lot of energy here, working tirelessly to avenge our original hatred. We have never forgotten our duty as 'seeds'."
"They, on the other hand, seem to have long forgotten everything, only caring about immediate gains. While internal competition can indeed bring some motivation and act as a buff, whether their existence is more beneficial than harmful or more harmful than beneficial remains to be seen."
"If the government hadn't thought it was inappropriate, they would have cried more than a decade ago!"
"Hey, they don't have much humanity to begin with." After hearing what Wu Nianzu said, Zhang Guowei and Zheng Shan quickly spoke up to persuade him.
"Old Wu, don't be too angry. They are just like that. You just get used to it."
You have to persuade me!
They can complain and curse as much as they want, but Old Wu might really hit them. He is a ruthless person and you can't afford to offend him!
“People change.”
After a long time, Wu Nianzu smiled bitterly.
"In fact, I can feel that, not only them, but also more and more people on our side, are beginning to care less about the past."
"Everything looks forward..."
He shook his head, looking deeply depressed. He didn't look like a free and easy cultivator at all, but more like an old man who remembered the past but was powerless to do anything about it.
"Generations change, the bloodline is still the same, but people are no longer the same. Generation after generation, they continue to reproduce. Will anyone still remember the past and work hard for the things they did back then?"
"It's only been over two thousand years. Even if you include the time spent traveling through space, it's only a few dozen generations at most."
“Our mission and our dream are still far away!”
"Many times, in my dreams at midnight, when everyone is asleep, I wonder, how long will it take us to fight our way back? How long will it take us to reach that height?"
"Tens of thousands of years? Hundreds of thousands of years?"
"By that time, how many generations of people will have changed?"
"Does anyone still remember our former hometown? Does anyone still remember the mission of us seeds? Will anyone still... persevere?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guowei and Zheng Shan fell silent.
They cannot give answers to these questions.
But when I think about it carefully, I feel creepy.
Human heart
It will change.
I can’t even recognize my first generation relatives, second generation cousins, third and fourth generation cousins.
This is an old folk saying, but if it is like this even among relatives, they will forget and become estranged in just a few decades, let alone tens of thousands of years or even longer?
"Tell me, are we wrong?"
Wu Nianzu suddenly frowned. "Shouldn't we make the Seed Project public, letting everyone know about this blood feud? That way, more people will remember it and work hard for it?"
"Calm down!"
Both of them were shocked. "What you said does make sense, but it's only one side of the story. Once it's made public, the impact it will cause will absolutely be devastating!"
"Yes, not to mention that it will be difficult for us to explain to the Alliance, even Molan Star will have big problems internally."
"I'm afraid I don't know how many people will give up everything to seek the immortal..."
"Actually, it's understandable that Western countries have forgotten their roots. You don't have to be so extreme. We just need to do our own thing."
"That's right. They don't have our civilization to begin with. They don't know what inheritance and ancestral teachings are. We can't completely turn evil and take the most extreme path just because of some of their changes, right?"
"You must stay calm!"
This time, it was Wu Nianzu who remained silent for a long time.
Finally, he shook his head and sighed.
"Well, as you said, let's just be ourselves. The general shape of Molan Star was also determined by our ancestors. If they did it this way, they must have their reasons."
"But now, I have to call Lin Bin."
"how?"
"Don't worry about that."
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"That's the specific situation."
Lin Bin received a call from Wu Nianzu. The core content was that from now on, the Eastern Ancient Country would gradually become stronger within Molan Star and would gradually reveal some information about the seed plan.
Don't worry about any worries.
But when you go out into the universe later, don’t hold back just because you meet someone from the same Molan Star!
Beat those who deserve it, and kill those who deserve it.
Because some people have already forgotten the past.
"good."
Lin Bin agreed solemnly.
He expressed full understanding of this 'request'.
"People change, and human hearts are the most vulnerable to the test of time, let alone in Western countries where history books are thinner than toilet paper."
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