A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Chapter 479 Final Chapter: Farewell to the Age of Gods, the Golden Age of the Fifth Era

"Everyone……"

After spitting out the word "weak", Zheng Qian finally laughed.

This is the first time since waking up that I have laughed.

Zhao Aotian stepped forward and hugged him.

He is not blind, and his perception is no weaker than Zheng Qian's.

He clearly felt that Zheng Qian no longer had any strength in his body. He... was already a mortal.

"Old Zheng~" He hugged Zheng Qian as tightly as possible: "Thank you."

However, Zheng Qian smiled relievedly and said, "Is there anything I can thank you for?"

Letting go of him, tears of excitement flowed down Zhao Aotian's old face.

"Zheng Qian!!"

Behind him, the belated brothers finally rushed over.

Looking at the people I once knew, they are now old.

Zheng Qian's heart was full of emotions at this moment.

At this moment, the thousand-year reunion no longer requires any words.

As for strength, does that matter?

What matters is that everyone is still here.

The important thing is that this time, Zheng Qian fulfilled his promise to himself and those who left, and no one died.

This is enough,

"damn thing!"

Mao Nanbei pushed Zhao Aotian away and threw himself into Zheng Qian's arms.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit~" As if to vent her longing, she rubbed her head against Zheng Qian's chest as hard as she could.

After gently touching her little head, a happy blush appeared on Zheng Qian's face.

"Smelly cat, can we do what we agreed to do... huh!"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of thin lips covered her.

The lips parted, and Zheng Qian stared blankly at Mao Nanbei in front of him.

Mao Nanbei's blushing face was filled with joy: "I promised you, meow, that even if it takes a thousand or ten thousand years, I will never go back on my promise, meow.

Like shit you promised me you would win, so...

Don't ask meow knowingly. "

Staring at the girl in front of him.

She is still the same as she was a thousand years ago.

Zheng Qian smiled knowingly.

Ang, does this kind of thing still need to be confirmed?

Zheng Qian raised his head. Glancing around the crowd, everyone was looking at him expectantly.

At this moment, my peaceful heart became restless again.

Just like a thousand years ago, Zheng Qian raised his hand, raised his arms and shouted: "We won!"

At this moment, the eight billion army collectively burst into cheers that filled the sky.

This long-lasting battle has finally come to an end.

Holding Mao Nanbei in his arms, Zheng Qian looked at Zhao Aotian, checked his eyes, and smiled at all the brothers: "Let's go home."

…

As soon as he returned to the Rodinia continent, Zheng Qian never expected that after a thousand years, Sichuan East was still built.

At the beginning, Situ Xing reluctantly got countries around the world to agree to join the United Nations at the expense of Sichuan East's self-disintegration.

However, I never expected that after the Demon God's decisive battle, the countries did not secede Sichuan East.

[Our agreement is that after the victory of the Demon God, Sichuan East will disintegrate on its own. Now that Zheng Qian has saved us, he is still fighting. Therefore, strictly speaking, the war is still continuing and cannot be considered as a victory. 】

This was originally proposed by Jian Ren, the leader of the Tianshan Kingdom.

After experiencing that war, all countries in the world were clearly aware of the strength of the enemy, so they no longer struggled with the territory of eastern Sichuan. Instead, after the war, they returned home to rest and prepare for the war a thousand years later.

You can never imagine how far the world can unite when there is a common enemy.

Although... the Kennin who made this suggestion is dead.

He died 51 years after the Demon God War, at the age of 102.

Zhao Aotian had approached him more than once, wanting to give him Zhulong essence and blood so that he could continue to rule the Tianshan Mountains and prepare for the war that would happen a thousand years later.

But he insisted on ending his life.

[I am not a warrior. It would be the greatest insult to Zheng Qian to waste a strong man's opportunity to become stronger just for the sake of longevity. 】

That's what he said at the time.

Zheng Qian didn't have much friendship with Jianren, the leader of Tianshan Kingdom, but after hearing about his deeds, Zheng Qian regretted why he didn't make friends with this person in the first place.

In any case, Sichuan East did not disintegrate in the end, but continued to this day in the name of preparing for war.

Today, a thousand years later, the original agreement has long been outdated. Today, the rulers of major countries and their descendants have no intention of quarreling with the big country of Eastern Sichuan again because of a contract written a thousand years ago.

Situ Zhou's dream ultimately failed to come true.

Even after the war ended, the major countries remained independent, and the world did not gain political unification.

However, Zheng Qian thinks that the current situation is not bad.

"Hey, is this too exaggerated?"

Looking at the pure copper statue in front of him, if it weren't for the bones holding it up, Zheng Qian's jaw would have fallen to the ground and made a big hole.

In the center of the royal city, there is a ten-meter-high pure bronze statue of Zheng Qian.

Its six wings are spread out, and it lies down like a 100-meter sprinter waiting to run.

Looking at the statue from a distance, Zhao Aotian put his hands in his pockets and smiled: "You are now the most respected person in the world.

See those people under the bronze statue? "

Following his words, I looked around and saw groups of parents bringing their children to the bronze statue and bringing flowers to the bronze statue of Zheng Qian.

After sending flowers, parents will also ask their children to pray.

“Although science is very advanced now and there are no gods anymore, you are the hero of Rodinia.

Parents who hope that their children will succeed will usually bring their children to your statue on their sixth birthday, lay flowers, and tell their children your story. "

Zheng Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Don't do this, please, make it look like I'm dead."

Zhao Aotian said: "This is the only way for people to express their respect, and it is also the greatest kindness that humans can show you. Accept it well."

"Really."

Looking at his statue, Zheng Qian pursed his lips, without much thought. He turned around and continued to wander around this familiar yet unfamiliar city with Zhao Aotian.

Walking through the former royal city, you can see hundreds of stories high buildings, making the city full of prosperity.

Yanran here is a highly modern city.

The degree of development has even far exceeded that of the earth in Zheng Qian's previous life.

Zheng Qian still remembered when he first came to the royal city. The total population of the royal city is only 500,000.

And now the population of the royal city will exceed 10 million.

People's lives are very prosperous.

Children with talents can learn magic and fighting spirit, while children without talents can also study to further their studies and become scientific researchers.

Even the best scientific researchers can get the opportunity to study at the National University of Kota.

The laws that are common throughout the world use the harshest methods to prevent the possibility of "student clans" appearing in the fields of magicians, warriors, and scholars.

Once an older generation of professors or strong men dare to exploit ambitious young people for money, once confirmed, they will be sentenced to the most painful death penalty, and their bodies will be nailed to the city wall forever.

People live and work in peace and contentment, and the world is developing in a fairer, more transparent, and more harmonious direction.

"What are your plans for the future?" Walking on the street, he bought two cups of oden, one cup for each of Zhao Aotian.

Zhao Aotian smiled: "I've been busy for a thousand years, and now that the war is over, it's time for me to take a break and go home to spend time with my wife and children.

After all, no matter how long my life is, it is not unlimited. For the war, I have to work for a thousand years.

Now that the war is over, it's time for me to retire and give young people a chance to perform. "

"Are you already married?" Zheng Qian was a little surprised.

"Yes." Zhao Aotian smiled: "Twenty years after you sealed off the Rodinia continent, I got married. Two hundred years ago, I became Grandpa Xuan."

"That's right." Seeing him walking with his hands behind his back, showing his old-fashioned look, Zheng Qian was filled with emotions for a moment.

It seems that I really missed a lot of things.

"I want to go shopping alone. Don't forget to come in two days." After saying that, he patted his shoulder, took the half-eaten oden, and walked towards the market not far away like a leisurely stroll. .

Zhao Aotian did not follow him, but silently watched his back disappear at the end of the sea of ​​people.

He took out a bunch of oden and took a bite.

"Hiss~ It's so hot."

Zhao Aotian was so hot that he even stuck out his tongue. Looking at the boiled radish in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Sure enough, I still can't get used to eating the fancy things of young people."

As he said this, he summoned up some fighting spirit and ate up everything in three strokes.

…Three days later…

The old imperial palace in eastern Sichuan.

The former royal palace has now been converted into a memorial hall.

Under the command of Situ Xing, the soldiers dismantled the tourist facilities overnight and specially closed the museum.

Because today, an unusual wedding is going to be held.

On this day, under everyone's attention, Zheng Qian and Mao Nanbei, dressed in red ancient costumes, walked into the old palace on a bright red carpet.

All the familiar people were present.

Situ Xing held Situ Zhou’s photo.

Zhao Aotian held Jin Ge's spiritual tablet.

Zheng Qian took his brother's eyes.

The newlyweds bowed to heaven and earth amidst everyone's applause and cheers.

On this day, the royal city remained as usual.

It's just that this old palace, as Zheng Qian and Mao Nanbei kissed each other, seemed...to have returned to a thousand years ago, bustling with activity.

That night, everyone unlocked their buffs.

That night, everyone was very drunk.

That was the first time Zheng Qian got drunk since he was born.

Also... the last time.

The next day, when people woke up, they found that Zheng Qian and Mao Nanbei had disappeared.

The coldness of the early winter morning could not dispel the joy of last night.

But from that day on, no one saw Zheng Qian again.

…Ten years later…

"Dad, dad~ Look, I saw a little bird. It seems to be seriously injured."

On a lush grassland, a six- or seven-year-old child anxiously ran to the house and said to the thirty-year-old man in front of him.

The man was playing chess with an old man who looked to be in his sixties.

Hearing his son's voice, the man looked at him kindly, and then said to the old man on the other side of the chessboard: "Old Zhao, can you help me?"

The old man smiled kindly and stretched out his hand to the little boy.

Along with a emerald green halo, the sparrow in the boy's hand immediately regained its energy, trembled a few times, and flew into the blue sky.

The boy jumped up happily.

"Thank you Uncle Zhao Aotian."

The old man smiled: "Let's go play."

"Yeah." As he said that, he disappeared in a flash.

Watching his son leave, the man smiled and said, "Old Zhao, you are not kind. My son is closer to you than to me now. If you don't come for three days, he will clamor to see you."

The old man smiled and said: "Then I will come more often... Oh, Old Zheng, this is a bad move, General."

Yes, they are Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian.

Since his wedding to Maonanbei ten years ago, Zheng Qian has lived here in seclusion with Maonanbei.

Except for Zhao Aotian, no one knows where he lives.

And here, no where else, it is the third floor of East Sichuan Underground City.

It is hard to imagine that this world covered by lush grasslands and forests was once a land of ice and snow.

Not far away, two two-tailed grass lion cubs were playing and playing. Their parents were sitting lazily aside, watching their children.

Looking at the chessboard where he was checkmate, Zheng Qian pinched his eyebrows in frustration.

"As expected, I still can't beat you, Lao Zhao."

Scratching his head, Zheng Qian finally chose to surrender.

Looking at the messy chess game, Zhao Aotian fell into deep thought, as if he was recalling every moment of his life with Zheng Qian.

After all, that can be considered a legend, right?

"Are you really... not planning to come back?"

Zhao Aotian suddenly spoke.

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "What do you mean?"

"Everyone wants you to go back."

"What should I do when I go back?"

Reaching out his hand and arranging the chessboard, Zheng Qian said calmly: "The era of gods has passed, and humans are no longer bullied by monsters.

Now the world is peaceful and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, isn't it great? Still need me? "

"I mean everyone misses you."

"Then let them focus more on their own affairs."

After finishing the chessboard, Zheng Qian picked up the teacup next to him, took a sip, crossed his legs, and looked at the beautiful world: "My mission has been completed, life is short, and I am no longer a candle dragon.

So now, I just want to spend the rest of my life spending time with my family. "

"They are your family too."

Zheng Qian shook his head: "No, brothers and I have a life-and-death relationship, but no matter how people deify me, I am an alien in this world, a relic of the previous era.

Now, it is already the fifth era. Humanity has bid farewell to the Age of Gods, and I will naturally retire from the stage of history.

So, let them live a good life. As for me, haha, I am satisfied with this place. "

Staring at the scenery in front of him, Zheng Qian had no trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Looking at his former brother, Zhao Aotian felt extremely reluctant to let go.

but…

It's his choice.

"The ban on walking in the East Sichuan Underground City will remain in place forever. You and your sister-in-law can live peacefully here without anyone disturbing you, but...

If you can, go back and see your brothers. "Zhao Aotian said.

Zheng Qian nodded: "Well, if there is a chance."

There was a moment of silence between the two. Zheng Qian suddenly thought of something and asked, "How are the brothers now?"

When Zhao Aotian heard this, he smiled and said.

After the death of his wife, Kaczewski took over Zheng Sepi's position and became the commander-in-chief of the New War King Sect. Shen Jingbing became the chief coach of the New War King Sect, working together with him to inherit Zheng Qian's will.

Zheng Sepi, on the other hand, took Venus with him and chose to travel around the world and live a carefree life.

Over in Eagle Valley, Robert Jr. has resigned from his job as president, but in the political arena, as a former president, he obtained the position of Minister of Foreign Affairs and is still active.

Situ Xing has made up his mind to inherit his father's mantle.

Since Sichuan East has not been disintegrated, as the king of Sichuan East, he will always fight for Sichuan East.

The ivory tower of the three old men in the mountains has now become the most advanced university in the world with Xiao Urushi's Kota Kingdom. They have put aside their past differences and maintained in-depth cooperation.

Without the way of heaven, the energy of the earth's veins has become rootless, and the power of magic is gradually declining.

But the three elders insisted that they would always uphold the dignity of magic and cooperate with the Kota Kingdom to find a way to replace the way of heaven before magic disappears completely.

Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, and everything is waiting to be done.

The age of gods has passed, and the masters of this world already belong to humans.

Humanity finally bids farewell to the era dominated by gods.

A few days ago, the coalition government announced that the continent of Rodinia has officially entered the fifth era.

And named it: Golden Age.

Having said this, Zhao Aotian stood up.

"Are you leaving?" Zheng Qian asked, but his eyes did not move away from the scenery.

Zhao Aotian nodded: "Ang, I have resigned from my job at Zhanwangmen. In the days to come, I plan to travel around the mountains and rivers with my wife and see the world."

"Ah."

Zheng Qian laughed out loud: "You have changed. When did you become so interesting?"

Zhao Aotian smiled and said: "My responsibility has been fulfilled. Just like you, you can live in seclusion, but I can't?"

Zheng Qian smiled and said nothing.

Looking at his brother, no matter how reluctant he is to say goodbye, he still has to say goodbye.

"Then, I'm leaving. Brothers will be waiting for you. If you're tired of staying here, you might as well walk outside."

"Ang, I will, have a nice trip."

Just like that, Zhao Aotian picked up the windbreaker on the back of the chair and left the small hut without looking back.

The two of them didn't look at each other again.

But each other always lives in each other's hearts.

Zhao Aotian left.

Sitting alone on the chair, Zheng Qian felt a little lonely in his heart.

The adventures of the past, for some reason, flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

What a wonderful life.

Take a deep breath of fresh air, refreshing.

Deep down in my heart, I am satisfied with comforting myself.

Sure enough, lying to yourself is the hardest thing.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian sighed helplessly and regretfully.

So what if you are reluctant to give up? I had already made up my mind and gave all my strength.

It’s not okay to refuse to accept the old age.

Thinking of this, he got up and prepared to go back to the house.

But just when he moved his chair and was about to stand up.

Sudden.

There was a warm feeling in the palm of my hand.

"Um?"

The slight burning sensation made Zheng Qian retract his hand in fright.

Look down.

I saw that the back of the chair that I grabbed just now had been burned to a large extent without knowing it.

"This is……"

Looking at his fiery red palms.

I saw almost invisible sparks dancing slightly between the fingers.

Zheng Qian's heart seemed to skip a beat at this moment.

"Wife."

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly hearing Zheng Qian's voice, Mao Nanbei, who was cooking, came out wearing an apron.

Zheng Qian raised his head and gave her a hearty smile.

"I suddenly want to meet my brothers. How about... take the kids and go out for a walk?"

…

Some people say that the world is like an infinite prison, and everyone is trapped here.

Some people say that this world is no different from a dungeon. You can become stronger by fighting, or you can become food for others.

But as long as you realize this, no matter how cruel it is, someone will always stand up and resist.

Even if it is the path of Shura, even if resistance means endless blood.

But as long as you keep fighting, keep fighting, and support each other with your loved ones around you.

Even in a dungeon, you can still live a wonderful life.

On the cliff, gazing at the vast world and the bustling royal city at the end of the horizon, the child beside me asked innocently: "Dad, where are we going?"

Gently holding his lover's hand, Zheng Qian touched his son's little head affectionately and said:

"Let's go, daddy will take you on an adventure."

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