40,000 Years of Cultivation

Thangka was deeply affected by the girl's look back and smiled. She was speechless, and was dragged to the women's clothing section by the girl in a daze.

But this time, he turned around before Chu Zhiyun took off the gray anti-epidemic suit.

He didn’t know why he did this—in the Saint League, seeing the body of the opposite **** is not a shameful thing, it’s like a machine will never be ashamed of seeing the internal structure of another machine, they There is no concept of "shame" at all.

But he just felt that he couldn't... blaspheme the squad leader.

Li Yao's voice sounded in his mind: "Hey, why are you turning around?"

Thangka said: "I, I don't know, what do you mean, what do you want to do!"

"It's nothing, what can I do, I am a good person, a person who is upright, kind and free from low-level tastes-you can rest assured about this, the whole universe knows it!"

Li Yao said, "I'm just very curious about your mental state, and I want to study you in depth!"

"Hey--"

Chu Zhiyun's crisp cry interrupted the self-talk in Thangka's mind.

When I look back, what the girl is wearing today is not the red dress sprinkled with gold and pink, but a dress with a large emerald skirt on a white background, with a very bright sunflower pattern printed on it, giving a fresh summer breath.

Thangka was dumbfounded.

It was not because of the squad leader's dress, but because of the smile on his face and the youth and vitality that could not be hidden behind the smile.

"I don’t want to pass the narration of the Supreme Master, but to directly listen to the voices of the gods-who stipulates that only the Supreme Master has the ability to interpret the will of the gods, we cannot directly hear the voices of the gods, see When you look like the gods, do you know what the gods want to do?"

Chu Zhiyun's eyes were shining, and he was full of confidence, "If I can't find the answer I want in the Saint League, then I will go to the empire to look for it-I believe that there must be more in the evil country on the ground. Too He Shengmeng’s statement is completely different. It outlines the faces of the gods from another direction. At that time, by putting together the pros and cons, I will be able to get closer to the truth. This is why I must become a'lurker'. , Thangka, is my smile still standard, okay?"

"Okay, okay?"

Thangka was a little flustered, her eyes were like headless flies, she didn't know where to fly, and stammered, "Squad leader, this dress seems to be small."

"is it?"

Chu Zhiyun pulled the hem of the skirt vigorously, "This dress is sewn with a special fabric. It is extremely elastic and can automatically fit every curve of the body without obstructing activities. I feel it's okay."

"but--"

Thangka took a deep breath and reminded, "It seems that you forgot to put on your underwear inside."

"Yes!"

The squad leader twisted his arms as far as possible behind him, and pulled the zipper awkwardly.

Thangka turned his head again, only feeling the thin air and dizzy.

"Finished, now it's your turn, come here."

After a while, the long squad let out a sigh of relief and said to Thangka.

"Hey?"

Thangka was stunned again, and pointed to his nose, "Me, should I change it too?"

"Nonsense, or why should I bring you here, just ask you to take care of it?"

Chu Zhiyun took a set of men's clothing, squeezed a crumpled ball in his hand, looked at Thangka, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, "Tangka classmate, do you come by yourself, or the monitor of the class?"

"I, I'll do it myself!"

Under the duress of the squad leader, Thangka had no choice but to change into the costume of the imperial demon.

He didn’t know how to explain the positioning of this costume, it was probably something between the sportswear and the performance costume. The shirt was pieced together with colorful rags, and there was a huge skull painted on the chest. On the pants It is also tattered and full of holes, and it is also inlaid with many dazzling rivets.

The aesthetics of the imperial demon is really creepy!

"Next, what shall we do?"

Thangka put on the clothes that would clink when he walked one step, and he was awkward about how to walk. He twisted his body while asking the monitor.

Chu Zhiyun smiled slightly, and there was melodious and brisk music in the depths of the supermarket.

There is no music in the Holy League-everyone gathers together and sings to the rhythm of the Supreme Master, expressing their praise and worship to the gods, except of course such a form.

Thangka has been taught by mentors since childhood-music is one of the most evil and chaotic things in the universe, and it is the best medium for extraterritorial demons to invade the human brain. When people are indulged in music and completely captured by the melody of music , The extraterritorial demon will quietly camp in the human brain.

The instructor also showed Thangka and other children a lot of videos that were circulated from the real human empire-they were all images of imperial people in some places called "nightclubs", captured by music, eroded by the gods, and unconscious and inextricable. .

In those videos, the violent music is like the roar of the devil, and the brilliant lights are like the flames of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs. Everyone is full of veins, hideous, sweaty, screaming, and dancing like cramps. , Until exhausted, fell headlong in the corner.

And in such sinful occasions, fighting and fighting, taking drugs, freeing up animality, and doing gene insertion in public are all common-the reason is very simple, because music greatly promotes the growth of demons in the human brain and completely destroys these people's lives. brain.

Because of seeing more scenes like this, Thangka never had a good impression of music, and even felt deeply afraid.

However, since he already has a hippie smiley demon "Yao Lao" in his mind, he doesn't seem to be afraid of more music, right?

What's more, this light and bright music is different from the video played by the instructor in the past. It makes people feel happy when they listen to it. It seems that a golden door is slowly opening, and a shiny road stretches further in the distance. long.

Thangka couldn't help but walked in the direction where the music came from, and found that Chu Zhiyun was standing in front of a peaceful and vibrant phantom.

In the three-dimensional light curtain, there is a crystal clear planet like water droplets. The picture is constantly zoomed in, and there are rolling and lush mountains, large fields of golden wheat rolling, and tall buildings rising from the ground. , Row upon row of new towns, and countless people with happiness on their faces.

Below the light curtain, lines of small characters are constantly scrolling:

"Be brave to take the first step and change your life from today!"

"Choosing the'Houtu Development Group' means choosing the best tomorrow!"

"The powerful Imperial Expeditionary Force will **** your family and investment, and you will become the new master of the new world!"

This is an advertising video that attracts investors and colonists from the rear. It is everywhere in the thick soil world, as well as the so-called "New Restoration World" in dozens of empires.

In the past five to ten years, although the war between the empire and the Holy League is far from over, under false propaganda, countless citizens of the empire believe that the Holy League has been completely destroyed, and they can make a fortune in the new world. The first generation of gold diggers, "start a new life."

Therefore, countless colonists, adventurers, and even desperate exiles came here, taking care of their children, with a lifetime of meager savings, squeezing into the smelly, dark and crowded immigration boats.

Now, most of the hapless people are trapped in many worlds on the front line, because the supply line is cut off by the Holy League, and they are in a state of isolation and panic all day long.

As for the thick soil realm that bears the brunt, all civilians are either killed by the war, shivering in the concentration camp, or sent to the "temple" for purification, right?

Even so, such a beautiful publicity advertisement still has fatal appeal, and even two ignorant holy allies are deeply attracted.

At the end of the advertisement, blue seas and blue sky, ebb and flow and golden beaches appeared again.

But this time, there is a tall and handsome man and a fit and plump woman who are deeply embracing and kissing each other.

Below is a new ad slogan: "The best gift for the beloved, a new world."

"There are a lot of similar videos here, many of which have plots, called serials and glare phantoms."

Chu Zhiyun said lightly, "Although they are all made up randomly, they contain a lot of information about the daily life and behavior of the imperial demon. We can learn how to mimic an imperial demon through these videos. People, what do you think?"

"Ok……"

Tangka kept looking at the handsome men and beautiful women kissing in the advertisement, ignoring the question of why he should learn to be an "empire demon".

"The two of them are'kissing'—this is how you call this action? It's just sticking their tongues into each other's mouths and licking them."

Chu Zhiyun thoughtfully, "This seems to be a very common etiquette in the real human empire. What does it mean? Can it be said that they can analyze each other's genes through each other's saliva, whether it is suitable for gene insertion and fusion, and manufacture? To produce a stronger and smarter next generation?"

"Yes, maybe."

Thangka murmured.

"You don't need to be'maybe', you'll know if you try.

Chu Zhiyun looked at Thangka.

"Hey?"

Thangka was shocked again.

"come."

Chu Zhiyun was expressionless and hooked his finger at Thangka.

"I, I, no, no, you, wait, wait!"

Thangka clutched his chest and took a deep breath, only to feel that the sunflowers on the squad leader's dress gave off a dazzling light like the sun, piercing his brain blank.

However, in the chaotic blank space, he suddenly thought of one thing.

"Old Yao."

Thangka thought attentively, "You... won't you avoid it?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Yao’s voice came, still a little aggrieved, "I didn’t say anything, I didn’t do anything, do what you want to do, and I won’t hinder you, so I just squatted and watched quietly. Is-I'm a decent person!"