The Death Knell

"On Earth, we call friends who share the same views comrades."

Deathstroke knelt down and hugged the short Nuvali man, and the two of them cried together. With a choked tone, he told the alien with difficulty the meaning of the word comrade.

Maybe we didn't know each other in the past, and we didn't have any biological relationship, but if we call each other "comrade" when we meet, we will become a family.

Because the acting was so similar, Squirrel Girl started to cry even though she didn't know why. There were two wide-faced tear stains hanging under her eyes that looked like cartoons.

On the other hand, Franklin's face was expressionless, and his eyes turned into dead fish shapes.

Regardless of whether they believed it or not, anyway, as the old-timers of the universe, the simple-natured Nuvali believed it. The one held by the death knell was more like a rabid dog. He cried so hard that he shook his head and shook his head, and even started convulsing. But Even though it was difficult to breathe, he still shouted those words:

"Comrade!"

"Why!"

"Comrade!"

"Why!"

He shouted, and the death knell responded. Soon, the sound became like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. More and more Nuvalis teleported to the warehouse area. They all shed tears. The past The shame and anger, the pressure that has always been burdened on the tribe, finally found a comrade to share it with them today.

This is a kind of touching feeling after being understood by others, which makes people unable to help but lose control of their emotions, because it proves that in the vast universe, the Nuvali people will not fight alone.

There is another civilization that also stands up to fight against the Transcendent Gods in order to safeguard its own rights and interests!

They have suppressed it for too long, and they can't control their emotions once they are released.

After a long time, the little supervisor who was crying with the death knell wiped his face and was about to take the three of them to meet the big bosses, but the other Nuvalis refused to let them leave. They returned to their respective homes and took the Food and flowers were brought to the comrades, and everyone wanted to hear about what happened to the wilderness and the earth after they left.

They were so enthusiastic, and these aliens were so simple, that Su Ming was a little embarrassed to fool them into going to the battlefield. He watched the dogs and people stuffing the flowers into his arms one by one, and looked at the funny pictures. With a crying face, he couldn't help but sigh.

So many people came to deceive me. If they were not deceived, wouldn't it be tarnishing the name of the Supreme Mage?

He wiped away his tears. In fact, he wouldn't shed any tears at all. He just asked the strangler to use its saliva instead. Anyway, the effect was similar, as long as it could flow out of his eyes. Anyway, he stood up and looked down at the heads of the crowd. Holding the big speaker in his hand, he said:

"It's not very convenient here. Do you have a conference room? I'll go there and tell you about the history of human struggle over the past tens of thousands of years."

As a result, everyone was teleported directly to a large auditorium. After a brief arrangement, they actually asked Deathstroke to deliver a global video speech, because this was the experience of another group of 'victims', and the Nuvali bosses thought it was worthy of attention. .

After the board members of the Nuvali Consortium, known as the 'Big Boss', arrived one after another, Deathstroke climbed onto the high platform under the eyes of tens of billions of dog people around the planet. The two-color armor alone attracted many aliens. resonance.

The Nuvali people wear gold and red, while the human representatives wear black and gold. This is also God's will.

Standing in a hall like the Great Hall of the Incarnation of Justice, on a high podium, surrounded by gold and flowers, Deathstroke cleared his throat and told them the magically modified version of "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

This book was originally a novel written by Colombian writer García Márquez. It is also a representative work of Latin American magical realism literature. It is known as "a masterpiece that reproduces the historical and social picture of Latin America".

The work tells the legendary story of seven generations of the Buendia family and the century-old rise and fall of Macondo, a small town on the Caribbean coast, reflecting the vicissitudes of Latin America over the past century.

It incorporates myths and legends, folk tales, religious allusions and other mysterious elements, skillfully blends reality and illusion, and presents a magnificent imaginary world. It has become one of the important classic literary masterpieces of the 20th century.

The original work calmly describes the tragic fate of seven generations, their experiences and mental journeys from birth to death, from an objective perspective.

But seven generations is too short. Su Ming directly changed it to how the seven hundred generations of the Wilson family struggled to survive in the wilderness, and how they constantly competed with nature, dangerous creatures, and the terrifying technological creations left behind by the transcendent gods, etc. The story is about a thousand years of loneliness.

The adjutant made up nonsense in places where no one could see it, making the magic transformation story logical, polishing it, adding some rhetorical techniques, and then silently put the manuscript into the chief's mind through the connection with strangulation and totems.

But Su Ming was actually just standing on the stage, reading the manuscript.

But the people in Nuvali didn't know that. They only saw the history of struggle of the human family. In strange and reasonable stories, the Wilson family died from generation to generation, and grew up from generation to generation, constantly struggling to survive.

They were so simple that when they heard the story of the seventh generation, they could no longer listen to it.

Obviously "Ten Thousand Years of Solitude" has just begun, but the adjutant has not yet used the tricks he learned from the Internet. For example, the two people who fell in love turned out to be siblings, and the fiancée who was about to get married was hit by a car and died, and the baby just gave birth to a child. The child is terminally ill and the parents want to divorce. The son-in-law steps in and invites the parents-in-law to go hiking and take photos, etc.

Before these stories were told, the people in Nuvali were already crying as if they were attending a memorial service. This made the death knell on the stage a little embarrassed, because he was not dead after all.

And it’s a human story, so these aliens are too immersive, right?

In short, when he was about to tell the story of the eighth generation, he was interrupted by the audience below, because the story was too cold and cruel, making their hands and feet feel cold even in their suits.

The big bosses stopped Deathstroke from continuing. According to them, it was enough. Humanity has suffered too much. Like the Nuvali people, what remains in history are tragedies caused by the transcendent gods.

Therefore, the human trade asked them to accept it in full, and they would immediately restart the transmission lines and cosmic routes. They also gave Deathstroke a medal and an honorary board member position, and called him the "Eternal Comrade of the Nuvali People."

These dog-like aliens are very generous and even gave Deathstroke an apartment, which is said to be the most scenic place on the planet Nuvali.

Next came the float parade and exclusive news interviews. The big bosses invited Deathstroke and his team to visit the company headquarters, and discussed more cooperation details in a small conference room.

How do people say he is the big boss? Being more business-minded, they bought several handbags brought by Deathstroke at high prices because they were the 'commemorative edition of the first cooperation between humans and Nuvalis', and their collection value was already much higher than the value of the items themselves.

This is a sacred object that bears witness to the history of the two races.

Squirrel Girl saw that Deathstroke had obtained a sea-view house and a pile of gold in just one hour, and it was just a few garbage bags and a magical story in exchange for it. She was extremely envious.

So Su Ming asked her to take out a few chestnuts, use cosmic energy to fry them for her, and then told her to sell these chestnuts to the Nuvali people, because these were also 'first edition limited edition chestnuts'.

So soon, Doreen also became a homeowner, and this house was still on an alien planet.