Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 313 Ideal brilliance

This is a collision of two civilizations at the level of ideas.

Just like that question.

It is individual great people who make history.

Or the vast number of ordinary people made history.

This is the difference between Lu Mingfei and the old man.

A person, no matter how ordinary and ordinary he is, has his place to shine.

Just silently waiting to be rescued.

It shouldn't be.

Everyone, men and women, young and old, should have the right to work hard for their own tomorrow.

Lu Mingfei unfolded his spiritual network.

This is Erika's skill, and the girl used it to connect to him across thousands of mountains and rivers.

In Lu Mingfei's perception, the spiritual network keeps spreading, and at the same time, the accuracy of the signal decreases proportionally with the expansion of the coverage area. If this continues, the spiritual network will collapse into a meaningless filter sooner or later, unable to support the transmission of signals.

The signs had already appeared, Eri Yi's piano sound was intermittent, and she was on the verge of losing contact at any time.

But before that.

The psychic network touched the first eligible person.

This is one of the three people who participated in the heroic action, and was also swallowed by the white dragon, and is sleeping in the state of a spiritual body.

Unknowingly, he heard it.

Lu Mingfei's call.

He said.

"stand up."

The communication between mind and body transcends the shackles of language and is the most efficient. Although it is only a mere two words, the amount of information contained in it can be said to be magnificent.

The humiliation and confusion of a nation.

Put your hands into the ground, that is the soil plowed by gunfire.

What oozes between the fingers is not mud, but the dry black of blood and tears.

Sleeping people wake up.

That angry cry has been brewing in the chest for thousands of years.

Did you hear it?
"stand up!"

He opened his eyes, and there was fire in them.

Qualified persons join the spiritual network.

He is willing to contribute his strength.

The end has come, this civilization has reached its last moments.

There is no way back, nowhere to escape. ,

Then work hard.

Qualified people turned into signal towers, the spiritual network was supplemented, the intermittent signal situation was alleviated, and Lu Mingfei continued to expand.

He found more and more qualified people.

Some are awake, some are still asleep.

It's ok.

When one person joins, one more person has strength.

The psychic network is getting bigger and bigger.

Coverage is getting wider and wider.

Dimensions other than matter and mind are like a dim starry sky. The brightest one is Lu Mingfei. A silk thread extends from him to connect stars one after another. These stars are the qualified ones.

In this process, the spiritual network produces unknown metamorphosis.

The old man sensed intently.

Of course he can see what kind of technology this is, the spiritual network. In their civilization, heroic spirits use this to communicate with each other. In his hands, the mind network has completely changed, making the old man feel strange.

Always feel that something is wrong.

Finally, he found out.

is the authority.

In the old man's civilization, every heroic spirit firmly grasps its own authority, and the spiritual network only shares information, not power.

Indeed, from the perspective of feasibility, under ideal conditions, the power of all heroic spirits can be supplied to the same person, which can really create an unprecedentedly powerful heroic spirit.

But the premise is also said, it is an ideal condition, everyone has selfishness, who can trust another person 100%?

This is different from what Lu Mingfei did when he fought the Doomsday White Dragon. At that time, they transmitted the energy of the mecha. When the energy was gone, they just got off the plane. Now everyone is a spiritual body, and the existence of the spiritual body depends on energy. If it is transmitted indiscriminately, one will be reduced to nourishment if it is not done well, and all of them will die.

The old man focused his attention on Lu Mingfei, this child, as the leader of the spiritual network, completely controls the life and death of everyone, whether to absorb it or not, only in his one thought...

and many more.

The old man felt wrong.

Obviously Lu Mingfei is the leader, the person who has mastered the highest authority of the spiritual network.

But why is he, the leader, also outputting energy?
The old man originally thought that Lu Mingfei was going to use the spiritual network to gather the power of all the heroic spirits on him alone.

Then use this form to face the white dragon.

But this is not the case.

The old man was aroused curiosity.

He tried his best to sense, his eyes spanned the material and the mind, and reached the dimension beyond the two.The grand picture of the spiritual network unfolds in front of the old man.

He froze.

The old man was deeply shocked.That is……

"child."

For the first time, the old man's tone changed.

It is no longer an elder from ancient times respecting and teaching the latecomers.

Rather, two fellow travelers exchange experiences with each other.

he asks.

"how did you do it?"

"Agree."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Because of the recognition of information, qualified persons, or heroic spirits, can communicate in the spiritual network."

"Because of the identification with a powerful individual, I believe that he will definitely bring victory, so those who are qualified are willing to give their strength to him."

The old man did not interrupt Lu Mingfei, even though what the other party said was what he had already mastered. The recognition of information and heroes belonged to the basic principle of the technology of mind network.

It's just, that's all, it can't explain the scene he saw before.

The existence beyond his comprehension.

"It's also because of recognition."

coming!

The old man was attentive.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the empty darkness.

He seemed to be able to see the incredible ball of light through the barrier of dimension.

So I laughed.

"It's also because of recognition."

He said.

"We all share that ideal."

Yearning for a golden future.

"Indomitable spirit connects us."

"Being willing to burn everything for ideals."

"So, there it is."

All qualified people who join the spiritual network, including Lu Mingfei, are outputting energy.

And the receiving port, not any one person.

Even it cannot be defined by humans.

This is idealized.

It is an existence born of their identification.

It doesn't matter if you call it the community, Alaya, whatever.

that's it.

Although in the eyes of the old man, that ball of light is still very weak, just an ignorant will.

But it's full of endless possibilities. ,

This is the unique brilliance of the group called humans.

"Is it ideal?"

The old man murmured.

"Of course, just shouting ideals, space, too big, unrealistic, useless."

"First of all, we want to live."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"Individuals can explode with unlimited potential in order to survive."

"What about a civilization?"

"Civilization can do far greater things than individual human beings."

"But human beings are complex and contradictory."

"Angels and demons live in the hearts of humans at the same time."

"Absolute freedom is absolute disaster."

"So, ideals are needed."

"When a civilization is on the verge of life and death, the energy it can explode is unimaginable."

"And our common ideals point the way for this energy."

"so."

Lu Mingfei raised his hands falsely.

"stand up!"

The starry sky of the spiritual network suddenly brightened.

For the first time, he connected with an ordinary, ordinary human being. ,

Then the second, and the third.

The old man was dumbfounded.

What happened in front of him almost overturned his cognition.

Heroes write history.

Heroes save the world.

What ordinary people should do is to obey the hero's leadership and wait for the hero's rescue.

But what is an ordinary person?
Step by step...

An ordinary father, an ordinary mother.

Kindergarten you follow behind the big kids step by step.

Not a prodigy, not a brilliant mind or physique.

Ordinary primary school.

The most common sentence that teachers say to parents is.

"This kid is pretty smart, but he doesn't work hard enough."

The first thing after school every day is to sit in front of the TV and watch cartoons.

Fluorescence illuminates your small face.

Ordinary middle school.

You fell in love with a girl for the first time.

She looks so pretty when she smiles.

Satisfied with just one glance, then looked away in a panic.

Try writing her a love letter.

It's just an ordinary you thinking, she is so nice, she definitely won't accept it.

So love letters were written one by one.

In the end, none of them were sent out.

Many years later, when you think about it, you have forgotten the content of the love letter, and even the fact that you have written a love letter.

But at that time, I was uneasy about liking someone.

The sweetness and sourness of the time.

Years later, you can still vaguely remember it.

The girl's smile.

Although you are busy all day after many years.

Wasting time and wasting life in pointless work.

Occasionally drink with people, talk about housing prices, talk about children, talk about schools.

Continue to clock in and go to work the next day.

Just ordinary you.

The power of action is not as good as that of heroes.

Decision-making power is not as good as that of heroes.

Mental and physical strength are inferior to heroes.

None can match a hero.

Just ordinary you.

On the night the war started, drink until dawn.

After saying goodbye to my wife and children.

On the battlefield.

Perhaps such a person can't even defeat the worst dragon beast.

Perhaps such a person would die in less than a day on the battlefield.

But their civilization is composed of countless ordinary people like this.

The psychic network is metamorphosing.

More and more ordinary people are joining.

They wake up with a desire to live.

And because of the same ideal to contribute their strength.

one, two, three...

Only these are nothing.

But what about ten, hundred, thousand?

Or.

One hundred thousand, one million, ten million...

They contribute their strength, not to achieve a hero.

But because of common ideals.

The psychic network is metamorphosing.

It exudes a golden radiance.

So lofty, so great.

"Did you hear it?"

"Crying out from everyone."

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and smiled.

He is like a conductor.

"stand up."

The mind network broke through the blockade of Bailong.

It spreads to the corners of the world.

The soldier raised his head and looked towards the sky.

"Did you hear it?"

he murmured.

"Someone is singing."

He swept away his despondent expression, and punched rhythmically.

"stand up!"

In front of the military headquarters, the old man straightened his military cap.

"I'm a soldier, I've been a soldier all my life."

He seemed to be decades younger, and every word he spoke was full of power.

"If there is a call, the call will come back!"

The research team leader on the side wiped his glasses and muttered non-stop.

"Is this still a psychic network?"

"How did you do it?"

"" I can't figure it out.

Shaking his head, he looked towards the sky.

"Forget it, if you don't dislike it, take the power of my old fellow."

The staff officer who was on the video call with his family raised his head and smiled heartily.

"Add me."

Holding the incense in his hand, the child who just finished setting off the fireworks pointed to the sky and said.

"Dad, listen, a brother is talking to me."

The man wakes up from contemplation.

He already knew what he was going to do.

Touched the child's head.

He smiled and said nothing.

In front of the piano, Erika pressed the keys heavily.

She looked into the distance, and there seemed to be a shining Lu Mingfei in front of her eyes.

The girl smiled softly.

"Ming Feijun."

…………

"It surprised me that."

The old man sighed sincerely.

"You can actually do this to this extent..."

His eyes fell on the huge ball of light.

"The ideal community of mankind, or the Alaya Consciousness."

"Really..."

The old man smiled gratifiedly.

“Really good food.”

Suddenly, he seemed to be a different person.

The kind old man was gone.

Instead, there is an existence full of greedy desires.

"child."

The old man, or rather, the Doomsday White Dragon.

With boundless malice.

Like a wild beast stalking its prey.

He said to Lu Mingfei.

"You really surprised me."

Lu Mingfei was very calm, as if he had expected it.

Bailong was very interested.

"Oh boy, look."

"You seem to have guessed something?"

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Actually, I've been thinking about it since just now."

"Could it be so?"

"Ancient civilization, in fact, did not fail."

"There is indeed a heroic spirit who has taken away the dragon of doom."

"But he also truly became a dragon."

"Having an immortal body and soul, the whole world is a plaything in the hands."

"Who can resist such a temptation?"

White Dragon let out a malicious laugh.

"interesting."

"How did you find out?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"You tell a good story."

"I didn't find out."

"only……"

Lu Mingfei recalled the future he saw not long ago when he was about to transform into a dragon.

"I asked myself, if I become a dragon, the only invincible immortal dragon."

"What would I do?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Someone said, don't test humanity."

"I agree."

"No one can stand the test."

His words seemed to arouse Bai Long's thoughts.

He agrees.

"Yes."

"Never test humanity."

In the next second, he violently tore off his mask, revealing a greedy face.

"So, are you ready to be eaten by me?"

Bailong laughed wildly.

"Yes, your ideal is very good, and this Alaya is also surprising."

"but!"

"Son, have you forgotten?"

"You're still inside me."

"Those people are outside."

"Alaya is divided into two sides!"

"This weak heroic spirit can only be my food!"

"is it?"

Lu Mingfei is still confident.

"As an ideal community of human beings, there are not only living people, but human beings."

"Remember how many people you killed?"

"Have you forgotten?"

"It's ok."

"Humans will never forget."

Once again, and for the last time.

Lu Mingfei called.

"stand up."

At this time, the sharp blade pierced through the white dragon.

Soldiers on the battlefield.

Civilians in the ruins.

All and all, dead humans.

Countless light spots floated up, like a galaxy hanging upside down, flying straight up ninety thousand miles, piercing through the undead dragon's body with a bang.

The clouds surged and rolled, and the white dragon mourned.

The metamorphosis of the mind network is complete.

then.

Alaya crosses the barrier of dimensions and descends at this moment.

This is a human being, a tool of civilization.

"Permission verification..."

"The detected identity is: Human."

"Verification passed."

"Glad to serve you."

"You can call me Alaya."

(End of this chapter)