About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

In fact, as long as Guoguo teaches them more, these children can survive here.

When the time comes, Guoguo doesn't know whether she can paralyze herself with the responsibility of taking care of these children.

Perhaps when they no longer rely on Guoguo, Guoguo will no longer be able to rely on them.

After all, she has to live for herself.

So, what does she want?

Guo Guo suddenly realized that she had never thought about this problem in her life.

All along, she always did what Master said.

Later on, she would go along with whatever her friends planned to do.

Perhaps it was time for her to think about her true desires.

No, actually there was no need to think about it, she had an answer in her heart.

That may also be the common wish of everyone in this world - to kill the tyrant.

However, the chance of realizing this wish is really slim.

It was so slim that she almost felt hopeless.

But sure enough, from the moment Yain sent her away with teleportation, this became the only wish in her heart.

Suddenly, Guo Guo felt a voice coming from behind her.

"It seems that you have made your decision?"

Guo Guo looked back, only to see no one behind her.

Then the next second, she suddenly felt like the world was spinning. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting at the dining table covered with white cloth.

And right in front of her, Ya Yin, who she thought was dead long ago, was sitting opposite her, looking at her with wide eyes and a look of surprise on her face.

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Liu Ji has a big head.

Seriously, this information from Tulin is great.

From the battle modes that the Seventh King Cavalry is good at, what are its signature moves, and even the behavioral habits during battle, the characteristics of the equipment, and the relative weaknesses, everything is covered.

If this information is true, then this is really a great gift.

only……

"A Wang Qi who resists a tyrant in the dark, is this really reasonable?" Liu Ji rubbed his eyebrows.

According to his usual impression of the tyrant's army, would that humanoid nuclear bomb really tolerate people who might be disloyal to him in his ranks, and also be in a high position?

Moreover, this twelfth king knight still called the tyrant "king" from beginning to end. Although Liu Ji didn't like to pick on words, this explained something.

Moreover, why is it the information about the Seventh King Cavalry?

Does he think that the next person he will encounter must be the Seventh King Cavalry?

Does that mean he is active nearby?

Or maybe Liu Ji actually had complicated thoughts. This guy just had a private feud with the Seventh King Qi and wanted to use his help to get rid of him?

Does it mean that these guys will also have a private feud?

I always feel it's a bit too human...

There's nothing wrong with that, after all, they are human beings too.

I guess so.

But no matter what, Liu Ji still felt annoyed.

No matter what the twelfth king's knight named Tulin had in mind, his existence itself was an unstable factor for Liu Ji.

Although he gave a piece of information that seemed pretty good this time, Liu Ji would feel more comfortable without him around.

The reason was that he went from completely staying in the dark to a dangerous state that could be pulled out into the light at any time.

Although Liu Ji also knew that sooner or later he was destined to be exposed to the tyrant's sight, but now, it was too early.

But, as Turin said, this is not the worst case scenario. At least the person who comes to him is not the tyrant himself.

Moreover, he never imagined that this fight would be smooth sailing.

It is unclear whether Tulin's appearance is a blessing or a curse. Although Liu Ji clearly felt that he wanted to take advantage of him, there was no need to deceive himself because of this. Taking one step at a time, this weird guy might not be able to take advantage of him. How much cheaper.

Unless, as he said, the interests of the two are completely consistent.

If that's the case and he takes advantage of it, then let him take it.

After accepting the note, Liu Ji jumped down from the boulder by the river.

It seems that Yayin and the others won't be able to get out for a while.

Considering their previous strange behavior, the development of the situation should be under their own control.

In this case, Liu Ji decided to take advantage of this time to do something else instead of just staring here.

For example, let’s take a look at Kaga’s current situation.

If the strange fog has dissipated, maybe Liu Ji can secretly rescue him.

190. 2-in-1 Why did I go out for a walk and no one came back?

The realm of water and moon.

Guo Guo's eyes were red at this time. She was holding Ya Yin on her knees and refused to let go no matter what.

Yayin could also understand her mood, so she just let her go.

Na Beilin was a little confused about the situation.

After all, she didn't know the specific details of when Ya Yin separated from them, so she didn't know why Guo Guo was so excited.

Grandma Magina, who was sitting in the upper seat, was not in a hurry and watched their reunion drama with a smile.

After Guo Guo calmed down a little, she said, "It seems like you have been through a lot before?"

"Well, so be it, he escaped death," Yayin nodded.

"The tyrant's power has reached out here, right?" Grandma Magina asked.

"Well, some cities have been captured," Yain nodded, "the nearby Kaga Holy City has also been destroyed..."

"Ah, Kaga Holy City... What a pity," Grandma Majina sighed, "Kaga is a hero, but unfortunately, he is too old, so old that he has even forgotten himself."

"Kaga?" Nabelin was a little surprised, "The hero they are talking about? It turns out that there is really one?"

"Of course, he has guarded this city for thousands of years and has gone through countless disasters," Grandma Majina said softly, "Unfortunately, this time the opponent is not something that these ancient heroes can handle."

"In fact, no one can handle it," Yain frowned and said, "The ancient heroes can't do it, and the Mysterious Sanctuary can't do it either."

"Yes, that's also what we think," Grandma Majina rubbed her fingers gently and sighed, "But the mainstream voice in the sanctuary doesn't think so. They still think that the situation has not exceeded their worst expectations, and there is still hope for a comeback..."

Yain frowned slightly, and she noticed a word.

Granny Makina said "we" instead of "I".

"Is there a split within the Sanctuary?" Yain asked.

"Things have come to this point, isn't this natural?" Granny Makina said with a wry smile, "Besides, the Secret Sanctuary has never been a place of unity. The old guys are more arrogant and stubborn than each other. When they agree, they can regard each other as close friends, and when they disagree, they can quarrel and fight.

One or two disputes are fine, but over time, some people will become more and more incompatible, and later, it will become a factional struggle.

Besides, you also know that the old bastard Jon Snow was kicked out of the Secret Sanctuary,

What was the reason at the beginning? Summoned beasts lost control and hurt people, so funny. The Sanctuary has always disregarded human life, so how could they care about hurting people?

When he was expelled from the Secret Sanctuary, it was actually a factional struggle. "

"Hey..." Guoguo looked at Granny Majina with a little surprise, "I heard him say that you hated him to death. It turns out that you would also stand up for him."

"Stand up for him? No, how could that be," Granny Majina said with a smile, "You probably misunderstood. I was the main force who kicked him out at the beginning."

"Ah this..." Yain's mouth twitched.

"Haha, but the factions back then are different from the factions now," said Granny Majina, shaking her head. "Since we completely gave up our position over there, the sanctuary has been divided into new factions. This time, I have also become a minority..."

"That..." Nabelin raised her hand, "So what are the two factions in the sanctuary now?"

"Of course the mainstream faction advocates continued resistance. They have done a lot of things over the years, but most of them are just nonsense. However, I have also heard that they seem to have made some big moves recently," Granny Majina said. "As for our faction, we are trying to build some shelters. At least, our race can continue to survive..."

"Like here?" Yain continued.

"Yes, this is one of the shelters, but there are not many of them. There are not many of us, and there are even fewer people who can open up a habitable alien space," said Grandma Majina, looking at the window beside her. "It took me hundreds of years to expand here to the current size. Although it is not enough, I should be able to make this a nice little world if I spend my life here."

"But, hiding here, giving up the whole world, just to continue the race, what's the point?" Nabelin seemed to be a bit stubborn.

"Of course it is meaningful, at least what we have accumulated can be passed on," said Grandma Majina, "Maybe we will all die, but at least our civilization will have a trace of fire."

"Inheritance..." Nabelin muttered this word, leaning on her life, her expression was still puzzled.

But she couldn't think of a reason to refute.

Is inheritance meaningful?

Of course it must be.

After all, if inheritance is meaningless, why should humans produce and educate offspring?

If we simply interpret all this as the impulse and instinct of living things, and follow that line of thought, it seems that everything can be interpreted as meaningless behavior, and we will even come to a conclusion in the end - there is no point in resisting, just let the tyrant kill you, and once you die, it will be over.

At this moment, Guoguo suddenly spoke.

"In fact, I don't really understand what inheritance is, but the existence of this place is at least meaningful to those children," she said softly, "If there is no place, they are destined to live in the dark underground for the rest of their lives, and they may even die tragically under the clutches of the tyrant's soldiers in a short time..."

"Shelter, that's right, this is a shelter," Nabelin held her forehead.

Think about it carefully, isn't this natural?

The two factions of the Secret Sanctuary are, to put it bluntly, the two factions that believe there is a way to defeat the tyrant and the factions that believe destruction is a foregone conclusion.

Since they believe that destruction is a foregone conclusion, it seems that the only thing that can be done is to open up a shelter, at least to allow some people to have the possibility of survival.

There is no room for discussion about whether it will continue or not, or whether it has any meaning or not.

In the final analysis, it is just a last-ditch struggle under despair.

"So, you deliberately kept us here until now. In addition to chatting, you must have something to tell us, right?" Ya Yin asked, "For example, what is needed here, or do you want us to send some people in for you?"

"Sure enough, you are a smart girl," Grandma Majina smiled, "With the current size of this world, it can absorb some residents. If you meet the right person, you can send him here. However, after all, this is my world, and I don't want its location to be exposed. Do you understand?"

"I understand," Ya Yin nodded.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Nabelin whispered to Guoguo.

Guoguo blinked and shook his head slightly.

Ya Yin glanced at the two of them and said, "It means that unsuitable people will die here."

The two were stunned at the same time, and then looked at Grandma Majina, who was still looking at them with a smile, and didn't seem to deny it.

Nabelin subconsciously wanted to ask a question, but after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly realized that this seemed to be an inevitable condition.

After all, the resources here are limited, and if the person who comes is a dangerous person, Granny Majina will not let him do whatever he wants here.

In addition, she does not want to expose her position, so the only thing waiting for such a person is death.

As the creator of the shelter, Granny Majina naturally has the right to judge. Even if she judges others by herself, it is inevitable that it is subjective. The punishment of death or life is extremely diode, and everything seems to run counter to normal legal thinking.

However, in this kind of place, the family has no conditions to talk about the rule of law.

Let alone the gentle creator maintaining order, even if the creator himself is a biased and arrogant person, acting according to his temper all day long, the residents who come here to take refuge have no position to fight anything.

"This doesn't sound like the main point," Ya Yin said again when the two were thinking about it, "So, what do you really need us to do?"

"It's very simple, provide nutrients," said Grandma Majina, "You should have seen the bodies of the tyrant soldiers underground. Those are the nutrients I brought before. Unfortunately, they are almost used up. I need new nutrients to replenish them."

"You need us to help you find the bodies?" Ya Yin frowned slightly, "That's nothing, but it's not easy to transport them."

"That's easy to say. Don't forget that the one in front of you is a great mystic who specializes in magic and space," said Grandma Majina, taking out a bracelet and pushing it in front of Ya Yin, "This bracelet has a storage space as big as a mountain. Of course, it can't store living things."

Ya Yin took the bracelet and looked at it. When he activated it by inputting magic power, he exclaimed: "This is amazing."