Chariot of Doom

The old man shook his head, looked at Ye Hao and said, "I believe in you. With your strength, it's not difficult for us to estimate." Go tell you what you want to know, and I will tell you everything you can say. Ye Hao smiled and said, "What energy is your base relying on now?" Am I really curious? The area of ​​this base is so large that you may only be able to use part of it.

"How do you know this base is huge?" This time, the old man was really surprised. To be honest, Ye Hao didn't even know how big the base was. "Well, what? Don't you know?" Ye Hao asked. "Okay, go ahead.

To be honest, I really don’t know. This base has been around for thousands of years, and it can only be used in such a small place. We tried to go to Ye Hao’s place, but we couldn’t get in. "

"We don't want to destroy the legacy of these ancestors." The old man's smile was a bit bitter, and he kept silent, which Ye Hao could understand. Even Ye Hao are the same as the humans above. But I'm afraid the animosity between the two sides cannot be resolved, and it's not just about race.

On Earth, neither Yan Xia nor Yan Xia's hatred can be resolved. This is an issue between two races, but this is already a hatred between two civilizations. It can be said that hatred is in the bones of these people. "Can you tell me about this history? I believe that history is transmitted outwards, and the history you have here is definitely not the same version."

The old man smiled, shook his head and said: "History." Ten thousand years have passed, our era has basically accepted this knowledge, who has time to learn more history? There used to be a computer, but one time the computer broke down because of an earthquake, so we only know a few things about history. "

Indifferent, long time no see, just said sadly: "Actually, you did something wrong." "Did you do something wrong? What?" The old man was a little confused. "Well, what did you do wrong?" Ye Hao smiled. "How old are you?" Ye Hao didn't answer directly, but pointed to a young man next to the old man. Me? asked the young man, pointing to himself somewhat absently. "It's you, how old are you?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

The young man looked at the old man. The old man did not speak. Ye Hao just looked at the old man and found that the old man did not respond. The young man thought for a while and said, "I am 21 years old." The pastor smiled and said, "Okay, then I ask you, why are you doing this today? Why?" Ye Hao asked softly. "Because Ye Hao killed our ancestors, of course we want revenge." Of course, the young man said.

The pastor smiled and said: "Yes, Ye Hao killed your ancestors, but do you know why?" The young man looked at the people next to Ye Hao, and some young people around Ye Hao were also confused. Even for an old man, Ye Hao's face was only slightly considered. "Oh, I see. But it's too late now."

The old man looked at it, smiled and said. The priest stopped talking and was silent for a while. History, whatever it is, remember that history is not so useless. Ye Hao looked at the scene in the distance. Although there was nothing inside, Ye Hao's eyes seemed to see the profound history.

The role of history may not be known, but how can we not know the history of Yanxia? Maybe Confucianism is also to make Yanxia people closer, but the ancient literature of Yanxia has taught Yanxia people how to use the power of language. Ask a college student, maybe some people don't like foreign affairs.

But for a country of one person, where at least 80% of the students have no good opinion of that country! How is this going? This is history! A role in history! Maybe this approach detracts from being a person, but when is a person's most active time? young!

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