Chapter 1,166 Is Lack of Heart the only Way to Becoming a God?

Basically, the mercury lamp spent more than half an hour twisting and turning, as if there were nails under her butt, until her artificial elf finally wiped the inside of the keyhole clean. In the process, Lilina was pressed down by me. The colorful Mary Sue selections were carried in the basket for half an hour - the two dwarfs each have their own hells, the difference is that the former was deceived because of his daily routine, and the latter deserved it.

"Old...Boss..." Lilina poked her head out of the basket and looked at me with tears in her eyes, "I can't carry it anymore. I want to eat in a while..."

I conveniently took this guy, who was no taller than Pandora, out of the basket and threw it in front of the mercury lamp: "Hurry up and apologize."

Lilina struggled for a moment, then turned to look at the basket and then at me. She seemed to think that life in the basket was more miserable, so she bowed honestly in front of the mercury lamp: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have squeezed shampoo into your keyhole." dew."

The mercury lamp was directing its artificial elf to scrub in the keyhole, humming comfortably, and said "oh" in response, and then the eyes of the two little girls, who together were older than the industrial revolution, met each other, and within a few seconds Then sparks flew again.

"Haha, the two of them have a very good relationship." My sister covered her mouth and chuckled, with a happy smile on her face.

I looked at my sister suspiciously: "How do you know that they have a good relationship? Every time we meet, it's like Obama meeting bin Laden."

The sister raised a finger and shook it: "Mercury Lamp never listens to people outside the family, and Lilina never plays pranks on strangers. With that child's character, all non-fatal jokes are only for family members."

I broke out in a cold sweat: In other words, Lilina has two attitudes towards outsiders, either pretending to be friendly, or killing decisively?

Maybe my sister sees things more clearly than I do, especially when it comes to dealing with the problems of such naughty children with twisted personalities, congenital lack of love, and later mental retardation. I didn’t even see the slightest incompatibility between Lilina and Mercury Lamp. , when my sister explained it like this, I actually felt that this might really be the case. Think about it too. With these two people's irreconcilable bad tempers, if they were really hostile to each other, they would have fought to death long ago. How could there be the same slapstick drama every day? Mercury Lamp is tormented by Lilina every three days. Although her brain is not as bright as the latter's, she also finds it fun. Lilina gets beaten up for bullying Mercury Lamp every three days on average (some Sometimes by me, sometimes by the mercury lamp, sometimes by the whole family group). She still enjoys it to this day. If it hadn't started a strange route like Ilson, then the only reason would be that she was happy with it.

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt refreshed and the world seemed to have a different color. The matter between the two most troublesome kids around me was no longer a big deal. Turning around to look, Mercury Lamp and Lilina were ready to fight together again. But this time I watched with a happy mood. So the two little girls were horrified by me before they started fighting. Finally, they held hands and shrank into the corner of the sofa to mutter. While muttering, they secretly looked at me, looking at me... Forget it, I'm sorry. explain.

Traveling to different worlds every now and then made our family develop unprecedented drug resistance (or should it be called resistance to penetration?), so even though we had just experienced such a big event, the family quickly returned to their own tracks the next day, and continued He does whatever he needs to do every day, but on the surface he looks completely careless. certainly. During this process, we will not let the business go to waste. Sandora is supervising the construction of a new deep-diving ship, and her sister is assisting a occult research and development project jointly launched by Alleria and Tavel: studying how to remove the curse. The power has been transformed into mass-produced equipment that can be used by individual soldiers. Lin Xue comes to the house on time every day to have a meal, and by the way, she tells us about the future interference lines that she just saw and can be used, and they are expanding without knowing it. The advantage that the new empire will have in the final victory in the future.

The sisters Pandora and Visca spend half of their time in the headquarters every day. The Sixth Fleet has had many brief exchanges of fire with the enemy in the border area of ​​the Fallen Apostles. Although the scale of the battles is not large, the frequency of the battles and the scope of friction are huge. The scope is unprecedented. after a series of military operations. The Sixth Fleet has roughly figured out the situation in several border worlds of the Fallen Apostles, and they are preparing to conduct a real attack before evacuating. Sisters Pandora and Viska devoted themselves to this just cause with incomparable enthusiasm. The first thing they did after coming back from the headquarters every day was to get together to seriously study the battle plan. But unfortunately, I think all the combat plans developed by these two little lunatics are the same, and they are roughly divided into three stages: in the first stage, the general fleet rushes up to beat her; in the second stage, the main fleet follows up and beats her up. Ya's; in the third stage, the general's fleet and the main fleet will converge and beat Ya's together.

Both of them could study such a combat plan for a long time. It seems that Pandora's external thinking circuit has irreplaceable value, while Huesca lacks such a thinking circuit. No wonder he was beaten to the whole army every three or five times back then. Overwhelm: That madman named Chen's AI brain is not as good as Visca's.

Lilina seems to be very busy in the past two days, but she is not busy preaching the goddess of life, but busy instilling all kinds of strange knowledge into the little crow, "About God's Self-cultivation", "On Why Some People Don't Believe" "You", "On how to make someone believe in you when someone doesn't believe you", "On how to make him believe in you if he still doesn't believe in you", "The end of decisiveness", various courses take turns, that fake lolita The archbishop seems to have been completely immersed in the endless fun of destroying people, and what is helpless is that the little crow himself is actually quite interested in these nonsense things, and follows "Sister Lilina" with a small notebook all day long - —Even though she can’t write. I was determined to pull Little Crow out of Lilina's clutches, but Bingtis told us that Lilina's courses were basically useful - there was just something wrong with the arrangement of the course schedule. Considering that we can't find anyone else to teach Little Crow how to be a god, we can only let Lilina teach him this way.

Of course, after Lilina's class ends every day, it is still essential for me or my sister to reshape Little Crow's outlook on things. The silly bird is very good, and she listens more to Lilina's blabbering education than to listening to it. For my sister and me, this is the only thing we are thankful for.

As for me, I focus mainly on the placement of the Fifth Fleet.

Cocokina and his fleet have already undergone the first round of emergency repairs in the giant star port of the Pan-Galaxy Civilization Community. They should be grateful to the Civilized Community for its unique technology mix and match system and the ethnic system that encompasses almost thousands of life forms (the latter gives the Civilized Community's engineers a huge advantage in repairing various life-support equipment), which has brought them to the brink. Several of the largest colonial ships that have gone down can operate for about a month longer after repairs. This month can give the New Eden Federation more buffer time, so that the latter can carry out deeper transformations of more federal giant ships to meet the needs of the Fifth Fleet. The colonial giant ships of the New Eden Federation had been abandoned for nearly two years before this. They were left behind after the Kprulu evacuation. After the two races of humans and Protos re-established their homes on the planet, those who once The giant ship used as a space refuge has been parked deep in their galaxy, serving as a monument. In Renault's words. They never imagined that these monuments would one day be used again.

I think that in a certain way, the experiences of the people of the New Eden Federation and the Fifth Fleet are slightly similar. The former also experienced a thrilling escape, and after that spent the most arduous time of space evacuation and home reconstruction in their history. Although the Federation's escape was almost like a blink of an eye compared to the Fifth Fleet's ten-year journey, the final result is that the New Eden Federation is the only one among the Empire's many vassal races that has experience in building colonial giant ships and space shelters. Although the Civilized Community is somewhat similar to the Fifth Fleet in terms of racial composition and technological structure, the former does not have technology such as colonial giant ships at all.

In my plan, the Community of Civilization and the New Eden Federation will join the Empire. To assume the heavy responsibility of supporting the Fifth Fleet, and even the entire exile group, just like the Empire's high-profile intervention in the Fifth Fleet's aid operations, they must also act in a high-profile manner, and in the process, I have already made plans, and several other vassals Races will also be involved: the Salvation Army of Azeroth, the Legions of Vidis, the Church Forces, and dozens of other servitor legions that have been brought under the control of the Military Command (they came into contact with the Empire during these years. And because of the potential The newly promoted Macroworld miscellaneous army...well, actually all servant armies are miscellaneous armies, but these small armies are more miscellaneous), and they must be more or less involved in assisting the exiles, and Soon, aid materials bearing the emblem of the empire and the symbols of various brother worlds will flow into Kerudak's material distribution center and be further distributed to the exiles.

These plans are all made by myself, but they are definitely not just a hot idea. Shandora expressed confusion at first, because my plans were somewhat inconsistent with the results of the discussions with the council that day. And in Sandora's view. My plan was full of useless details and would "waste" about ten percent of the resources trying to unite the various minions. Things that the empire could easily solve alone had to be delegated to dozens of vassal worlds. This was a form of waste. But I have my own considerations.

As was made clear from the beginning, the empire's aid to the exiles is actually a small matter. Given the current strength of the new empire, it is simply a piece of cake to keep all the exiles fed and housed. The entire aid itself The symbolic and political significance of it is far greater than its material significance. Although I am not interested in politics and other things, I still know the four words "win people's hearts". So our goal from the beginning was not how to save as much money as possible during the aid process, but how to reverse the relationship between the exiles and the empire as much as possible in this rare aid opportunity.

So it doesn't matter if I invest a little more resources into it: I firmly believe it's worth it.

What I want to create, or more bluntly, "show" to the exiles, is not only the friendly side of the new empire, I also want them to see the state of the empire's current vassal races, and let them know why the empire The servant army always refers to the hometown of their comrades as "Brother's World". Let them have direct contact with the imperial families who fight side by side and support each other like brothers, and... slowly let their people subconsciously place themselves among these families.

The power of subtlety is terrible, especially the subtle influence of the entire public group.

I know very well how deep the inherent concepts can be created by tens of thousands of years of exile and brainwashing hostility education from childhood to adulthood. Therefore, no matter how hard the empire works, there will be a limit to the relationship between the two parties that can be reversed in one aid operation. , but compared to the empire itself, the hatred between the empire's dependents and the exiles is almost zero, if this assistance is used. Allowing them to establish good relations with other vassal races will undoubtedly have a beneficial impact on future development, and it will be an extremely long-lasting beneficial impact: they will not accept such a one-time aid, nor will the contact with several vassal races. It's just this one meeting. One of the best ways to help exiles understand the current empire is to start by asking them to understand the general environment under the empire's rule.

So the whole plan is to change from providing help in times of need to forming a group to provide assistance in times of need...

After knowing these subsequent thoughts of mine, Sandora naturally had no objections, and even expressed great support and surprise. In her words, she just didn't expect that a guy who regards eating and waiting for death as a dogma of life would actually do the same. He has such a scheming side - let me take this as a compliment to myself. Lin Xue's evaluation of this was even more powerful: She insisted that I had been tired of being with Lilina for too long. The three views have been polluted to some extent, and now they have learned to be evil...

Exactly, how can we say that the standard behavior of five good youths who form a group in the snow to send charcoal, warm people's hearts, promote positive energy, promote social civilization and spiritual construction, practice the new style of harmony in the empire, and establish and improve the empire's humanistic care system is shady, right?

Almost a whole day of messy work has ended again, and the chaos in my mind is basically reports about the exiles and battle reports from the Sixth Fleet and the empire's border areas, just like this time every day. I need to lie on the balcony facing the setting sun and photosynthesize for half an hour to cool down my brain. Sandora is still at the headquarters and has not returned. She is always busier than me, but I estimate that she will definitely show up before dinner. Qian Qian and Lin Xue, who are always noisy, are nowhere to be seen at this time. They don’t know where to go. What a crazy place. The only person accompanying me is Bingtis: This female gangster spends almost every day doing nothing. Although she claims to be a good god who works diligently and loves the people, what I can see is that she spends most of her time wandering around. Or they might rob someone's house while going out to buy something.

I really don’t know how she manages her own world: even the five Ding Dangs spend more time reading reports than she does.

"It's such a leisurely day, isn't it?" Bingtis leaned on the chair and put a pair of long legs in stockings on the balcony railing. A few silver-white metal pendants on the short boots glowed in the setting sun. Her lower body was shining brightly, and it could be said that there was no reserve that a girl should have on her body at all, "It's still quiet here."

"You are alone, right?" I had to make a lot of determination to avoid being disturbed by this female gangster: she has a great figure, and I don't know if it was intentional or something. Completely careless in front of me. "Our whole family is going crazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of clear laughter coming from the direction of the living room: Lin Xue and Qian Qian were back. From what they heard, it looked like the two of them had just gone out shopping, and now they were probably handing out gifts to the kids.

There was quite a lot of movement in the living room, and a group of people were fooling around without any psychological pressure, as if the empire was at peace.

"...How can we, as a family, be so heartless under such great pressure?" I asked the question that had troubled me for a long time. Although I usually fool around with Qianqian and the others, I am really puzzled by this phenomenon.

"It's very simple. This shows that you are born to adapt to any kind of changes in circumstances. This is a good thing. Especially when you live beyond the life span of a mortal and truly start your immortal life, you will find that you are usually careless. How important it is to have no lungs." Bingtis moved around on the chair to find a more comfortable position, and in the end almost half of him was in the air. "Being short-minded is an essential quality for immortals, because you have endless energy. It takes time to experience endless things. If your own mentality is always tense, sad, angry and depressed because of external things, you will go crazy in a short time. Therefore, you must learn to let your heart become stronger than anything else. Everything is stable, and in the end, you can face the end of the world with a smile, and save the world with a smile - then you will have achieved great success. Rich emotions, especially negative emotions, are the advantages of mortals, but they are immortal It is a fatal disease for patients, and a guy who often falls into negative emotions or a depressed state is not qualified to live forever."

He is always able to speak out strange and seemingly philosophical remarks in the most unreliable state and with the most obscene attitude. This may also be one of Bingtis's major characteristics. I looked at the female gangster next to me in surprise: "Your argument is very interesting."

"Speaking from experience, I have created 4,365 intelligent species and more worlds, 90% of which have become extinct after evolution: I even created one-fifth of them myself. You know, birth and death are inevitable experiences of evolution, and the eternity of gods is almost impossible to copy. If you can't learn a careless attitude towards life, how can you be an eternal guardian?" Bingdi Si twisted for a long time, turned around and looked at my face, "Just remember, don't drop the chain."

I thought about it and couldn't find any argument to refute this guy: because the time she lived was really... well, okay, let's not talk about that. But I still don’t understand: "According to what you said, only heartless people can live forever. How do you explain the Xiling apostles? They are all serious and look like something. Most of the imperial soldiers are just thrown into Hong Kong comics." Aren't they heartless if they can just turn it into black and white to be a character?"

Bingtis really thought about it seriously this time, and then told me: "Actually...as early as tens of millions of years ago, the Xiling Apostles were recognized as the most unscrupulous race in the entire void...because they only had the ability to 'fight' Isn’t this heartless enough?”

I:"……"