People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 687 This sleep is a bit long

In the sky, two moons rotate.

In the wilderness, the lonely city lights flickered.

The morning light shone from the horizon, casting the shadow of the moving land mass on the earth.

Figures walked out of the slightly dilapidated buildings in groups. Compared with the vast land, they were as small as ants.

But when they gather together, they become a force that cannot be ignored and transform their lives.

The dust on the streets was swept away, and the habitable buildings on both sides were constantly reinforced and repaired by busy workers.

“This scene is really magical.”

Kal'tsit stood at the end of the street and said to Kal'tsit beside her: "It's so magical that I can't get used to it. In such a chaotic battlefield, the Sarkaz and Filin have united like never before."

Kelsey said expressionlessly: "Because of Qi Yan."

"Yes, yes." Klushier smiled, "Only Qi Yan has the power to crush prejudice..."

"Do not."

Kal'tsit interrupted her: "Only Qi Yan is willing to use his power in this way.

In this land, there has never been a shortage of strong individuals, and even more so... groups that are powerful enough to stop even giant beasts in their tracks. However, only Qi Yan will abandon the prejudices of race and identity and truly treat everyone equally.

Even if Qi Yan treated everyone equally and just regarded these people as tools, it would be better than considering each other as mortal enemies just because of a pair of sharp horns, a tail, or a cluster of Originium crystals on their bodies. "

"Isn't this enough?"

"not enough."

Kelsey took a deep breath.

Her calm eyes seemed to span the endless river of time, quietly watching everything she had experienced.

"I have seen glimpses of hope, but in the end all is darkness."

Kal'tsit's voice became softer and softer: "So I am very clear about the flaws in Qi Yan's plans. The doctor is right. Qi Yan needs us. We cannot rely solely on Qi Yan's strength."

Klushel nodded and grinned, revealing two small canine teeth:

"So, if you have anything you want to tell me, just tell me.

Should I help refine the system set up by Qi Yan? Or should I build a management system? "

"No, these are not urgent for now. You have a task that is more important to me."

"What mission?" Klushier became interested.

"Help me make money, starting with the people on this lot!"

Kulushiel:?

Daphne, who happened to be passing by with a broom, overheard their conversation and his blue cat ears trembled slightly.

Dai Finn clenched the broom in his hand, quickened his pace and left the scene, his determination to keep his identity secret even more.

Otherwise, based on her status as the daughter of the Duke of Windermere, she would definitely be among the contenders for the most valuable talent in this land.

There was already a Qi Yan who was thinking of beating her up, so she couldn't have more people thinking about her.

Thinking of this, Dai Feien recalled what Qi Yan had said.

The day the Duke of Windermere arrives at the plot is the day he dies...

Dai Finn's heart suddenly tightened, and he raised his little face and looked helplessly at a building in the distance.

That's where Qi Yan is.

"Can I trust you?" Daphne bit his lower lip.

Inside the building she was looking at, Qi Yan was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The white wolf ears seemed to sense something and flicked twice. Then Qi Yan frowned and opened his sleepy eyes in a daze.

"I feel like I slept a little too long."

He stretched his body hard, kicked off the quilt on his body, and then began to roll around while holding his tail.

"Mr. Qi Yan, you can't wake up yet. You need to continue to rest."

Amiya's gentle voice came from the bedside.

Qi Yan wailed, "I can't sleep any more. If I sleep any more, I'll fall asleep and die."

Amiya frowned and retorted:

"But you weren't like this before. Every time you were tired, you would sleep for many days at a time. Please don't force yourself like this, okay?"

"People always grow."

Qi Yan held his tail and counted the white hairs one by one, and plucked out a stray black hair, and said with a smile: "I can't die anyway, so if I don't do it, it would be a waste of my great talent.

Even if Zhenlang gets into trouble, it doesn’t matter. I have already dug my own grave, it’s in Longmen, I’ll take you to see it when I have time…”

"Mr. Qi Yan!"

Realizing that Amiya was really angry, Qi Yan's ears twitched and he quickly sat up with a wry smile.

He raised his hand and tried to rub Amiya's head, but the latter angrily shook her head to avoid him.

Qi Yan smiled bitterly and said, "I know I was wrong. I won't say any more."

Just when Qi Yan was a little at a loss, the door was pushed open and Huang's carefree figure rushed in, holding three servings of food in his hands.

"It's time to eat. I got this breakfast after getting up early and sweeping half the street. Amon even gave me a can of meat."

Huang put the bag of food on the bed, then sat on it and pushed Qi Yan aside with force.

Amiya took out the can of meat sullenly and handed it to Qi Yan.

Huang stuffed a biscuit into his mouth and said incoherently:

“I’ve been thinking about what Qi Yan said yesterday all night, but I still can’t figure out where the Duke’s confidence comes from.

The difference in strength between Victoria and Columbia is not that big, right? When you showed your strength in Columbia, they all behaved themselves. Why does Victoria have such courage? "

Amiya glared at Huang, obviously not wanting Qi Yan to continue worrying about these things.

Now in Amiya's heart, Qi Yan's only task is to lie quietly beside her and be a sleeping beauty.

Qi Yan opened the can, picked up a biscuit and dipped it in the juice inside, then reached out and put it into Amiya's mouth to interrupt her speech.

After sealing Amiya, Qi Yan explained slowly:

"The Dukes are still afraid. Columbia is not without the courage to face the gods. It's just that they had no benefit from provoking me in the first place."

Qi Yan's explanation was very brief, but no one present was stupid and everyone understood what Qi Yan meant next.

In today's Victoria, the interests that various forces want are enough to support them in showing their fangs to God.

Huang chewed the biscuit and thought for a moment, then asked another key question:

"So do the gods really need to retreat when facing the dukes?"

"That depends on how you understand the meaning of retreat." Qi Yan said with a smile, "In my opinion, the thinking of those gods is different from ours. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are crazy.

There was once a city of Kazdel that faced the threat of a giant beast. In the end, it was the Blood Demon Lord who led the Blood King Court to kill the giant beast.

This was undoubtedly an act of godslaying, a victory of mortals over gods."

Huang and Amiya couldn't help but open their eyes wide and listen carefully to the secrets in Qi Yan's mouth, even forgetting to chew the food in their mouths.

Qi Yan did not keep the secret and continued:

“But in fact, it is true that the giant beast was unhappy about this, and it is also true that it did not look at the Blood Demon Lord straight in the eye.

In the eyes of the Blood Demon Lord, the behemoth never cared about the interests of guarding Kazdel, and he never even cared about his own body...

Our understanding of life and death, retreat or not, and interests are far different from the understanding of the behemoth. "