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The lighthouse has a 51-year calendar.

The sky is gray.

Chaoyang only showed half of his body from the horizon.

Sanskrit-like music resounded throughout the lighthouse.

People gathered around the lifting platform.

Dust people, Citizens.

Even all the high floors of the lighthouse.

In the middle of the road, five light and shadow associations stood in front of them with masks on their faces and holding braziers in their hands.

There are also three gravity escorts in the rear.

The five old people were in the middle position and walked towards the lifting platform not far away.

Everyone along the way clenched their right fists in front of their chests.

While bending over to pay tribute, his face also showed admiration.

"Teacher Elon..."

Looking at one of the five old people.

The hunters' faces were filled with dismay and sorrow.

I was talking and laughing with them yesterday.

But today, goodbye is farewell.

"My children, I am very proud today. Have five more warriors stood here? They have dedicated their lives to the lighthouse!"

As the lord of the city, Morgan spoke.

But Ye Chen on the side stared at Elon closely.

What Sacred, what ritual.

Those are all for brainwashing.

He would not believe these nonsense.

"But, is it really like this?"

Ye Chen looked at the other four people.

Tara, Doctor of Agriculture.

The sky farm of the lighthouse can be said to be her own.

Maureen, engineer.

The lighthouse has been able to operate for so long, and he is indispensable.

Gordon, information officer.

It can be said that he is a living history book!

As for the dust people 0591...

All right.

Ye Chen doesn't know what ‘super power’ she has for the time being.

But at least the other four can be said to be the founding heroes of the lighthouse.

Everyone has the core technology.

And for such a person, Morgan would travel a long distance lightly?

Even if you can't do anything, publish a book and be a teacher to teach people.

This value is also greater than traveling far, right?

"They are the only people who are qualified to go out of the cave to find the truth..."

Morgan's speech continued.

There is something in the words, at least Ye Chen thinks so.

Because this so-called long journey is not exile at all.

Instead, put an egg in another egg basket!

"Hey, silly boy, what are you thinking about!"

Elon's voice brought Ye Chen back to his senses.

"It's nothing, it's just that the surface is black and there is no light. What if you always find the chamber pot in the middle of the night?"

"Oh, you kid... well, it's almost time to go..."

Elon smiled bitterly and shook his head, and at the same time stretched out his hand and put one arm around the back of Ye Chen's neck.

"You haven't answered me yesterday. Do you believe that the ground can live?"

"You can live, then you can live!"

Hearing Ye Chen's answer, Elon smiled at each other.

"Gordon has recorded some things for so many years, so I don't need to say more about where is the data room?"

"Also, tell Mark them, I am going for you!"

The words fell through.

The whole journey of the ritual is nearing its end.

Looking at the face that was standing on the upgrade platform slowly descending until it disappeared, Ye Chen turned around.

"Tsk tusk, I really don't know who the next trip will be?"

Charles sneered.

But Ye Chen just gave him a blank look.

Looking at Ye Chen who walked away without answering the words, the corners of Charles's mouth twitched a little.

"Really tolerable!"

Ye Chen's choice was a bit beyond his expectations.

Don't say that for Elon to blatantly resist the three laws of life.

I haven't even asked Morgan to intercede in private.

As if this Elon was not his teacher, just an unrelated outsider.

In other words, I misunderstood him?

Originally, he was an unsympathetic generation?

"If this is the case, it would be really difficult to handle..."

Charles frowned.

Perceive people's hearts and manipulate emotions.

This has always been a good job of the Light and Shadow Society.

But if it's the goal, it doesn't care about it at all.

How is it different from playing the piano against a bull?

At the end of the long journey, the crowd dispersed.

But Ye Chen did not return to the Hunter's Hall, but came to the place where the aircraft was parked.

"Captain Ye Chen, morning light!"

"Well, morning light, I have something to use the aircraft temporarily."

Ye Chen nodded in response.

At the same time, he sat down.

Looking at the ejected aircraft, the soldier was a little puzzled.

"Sir, can't let people use the aircraft without the Warlord's warrant?"

"You are stupid, in a few days, Captain Ye Chen will be the lord of the city. Then do you want to be put on shoes?"

A face of hatred can't make steel.

But he is not to blame, the young people born in the lighthouse lack a string in their minds.

Without being beaten up by the society, it is difficult to know what is meant by being convenient with others is just being convenient for yourself.

Phoo~~

The wind whistled in my ears.

The eye-catching surface is broad and majestic.

Several small dots that looked like sesame seeds were moving slowly on it.

"Teacher Elon..."

He secretly said in his heart.

Driving the aircraft Ye Chen descended.

He has always been skeptical about the ritual of traveling far away.

Yes, the long journey can appropriately reduce the population of the lighthouse.

But it is only appropriate.

No, it can even be said to be a drop in the bucket.

The breeding task of Dawn Hall can be done every day.

But the elderly who are suitable for long journeys do not have them every day.

In a year, there are at most twenty or thirty.

This is not as much as the number of wild hunters who die on the surface a year.

Moreover, after consulting the past travel records, he found a very interesting pattern.

Of these long-distance people, two-thirds of them have at least some knowledge of technology.

Just like the Tara farmer, the Maureen engineer, the Elon instructor...

Even if these people are old, as long as they are properly arranged, they can spread the second spring.

This is far more sensible and valuable than exile.

Is Morgan stupid?

If it's stupid, the city owner won't be him anymore.

Naturally, there are reasons why it cannot be made public.

Stop the aircraft firmly on the ground.

Looking at the Daoist shadows in the distance, Ye Chen quietly followed.

He didn't know if he guessed correctly.

But even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter.

The big deal is to bring Elon back.

As for violating the rules of life?

Go to special rules!

Daddy is hard steel, what's the matter?

Touching behind, Ye Chen didn't dare to follow too close.

Fear of being discovered is on the one hand, and on the other hand, fear of people who might appear and disappear because of this.

But looking at the sun that was gradually going to set from the west, Ye Chen frowned.

"Have you guessed wrong?"

Thinking like this in his mind, Ye Chen waited for a while.

It wasn't until night fell that he sighed and died this heart.

"In that case, you can only take people back..."

After making a decision, Ye Chen quickened his pace and prepared to run forward.

But the sound of tires rubbing against the ground in his ears stopped him.

Look intently.

In just a few seconds, a few beams of light gleamed in the night ahead.

Five small drones illuminate the lights in mid-air.

And under that light, there is a car of the Golden Master's father with the mark 0000!

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