Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

"Are you an outsider?"

Sitting on the beam, Ji asked in a low voice.

During this day, he experienced too many novel emotions, some good and some bad, but they were still good after all, so at this moment, he had the opportunity to experience those novel emotions.

Chen An was in a daze.

It may be that the chat with Ji Xiong caused him some sequelae. What he thought of at the moment was actually the group of strong men with golden pupils, but he soon realized it.

"If you mean the outside here, yes."

"Are the people outside as good as you?"

"Well, there are many people who are much better than me."

Ji opened his mouth wide.

He seemed to want to ask something, but he was a little timid, and finally got up the courage to ask.

"Am I a human too?"

"Well," Chen An emphasized: "You are human!"

"Then why, we have to stay here, why did the wise grandpa say that he has never seen anyone outside?"

Ji suddenly felt sad.

He thought of Grandpa Wise.

No need to think about it, he must have died, and after his death, he didn't know which monster got into the stomach.

The people in the farm knew their destiny from the very beginning.

Those guards never hide anything. They often stand outside the fence, pointing at the people in the fence, discussing which one has the thinner skin and tender flesh, and which one has the fatter entrance.

People here, from the moment they can remember, they know that they will be eaten.

From a certain point of view, they have been counted as lucky.

There are also many people who are just born and will die.

To put it another way, those people are actually luckier than those who can grow up to remember things.

Because, they don't have to worry about being frightened before they die, worrying that they will be picked, taken away and slaughtered by the monsters tomorrow.

Chen An couldn't answer, he pursed his lips, his heart was full of bitterness.

Children's words are unscrupulous, but it is often children's words that are more heart-warming. They have no scruples, and they will not think in the direction that others like because they wear masks for a long time, and say what others like to hear. Their words are often theirs. What is in my heart.

Chen An pursed his lips, but did not answer.

"What are you doing out here?"

Chen An asked.

"I want to find a pair of trousers for my brother, or a piece of cloth."

"Brother has pants, he is a human being, so he doesn't have to worry about being killed."

Chen An felt bitterness in his heart again.

"Will you come with me?"

Take a child away without attracting the attention of the demon guards.

"Are you going to the outside world?"

"Well, go to the outside world."

Ji shook his head.

"unwilling"

"Why? Are you not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid.

However, there are people here, I don't want to leave, I am a wise man, if I leave, the wise man will be gone. "

"The wise man..."

The other party was very young, but Chen An still chanted this word.

In every era, there are idealists. They may be mediocre, or forced to be mediocre, but they will never forget their ideals even before they die.

From a very early time, as an intelligent race, human beings have the instinct to worship wisdom.

In the past, they were called priests, prophets, and pioneers.

Later, they were called saints, sages, chiefs, kings, great men.

This kind of person is the leader of the human race.

Chen An's ancestor, Chen Feng, was not a wise man of the human race.

When the world is gloomy and confused, they always want to move forward, even if the front is still gloomy and hopeless, they will not give up.

Until, with my meager strength, I dig out the glimmer of light amidst the vast despair.

"I understand, wise man, Ji."

Chen An stretched out his hand.

"My name is Chen An, and I want to be a wise man."

Ji stretched out his hand timidly, and shook hands with Chen An.

Suddenly remembered something, Chen An closed his eyes and searched in the different space.

Finally, he produced two dirty rags.

These two rags were used by Chen An to wipe the Zanpakuto. Because they were stained with a lot of blood and dirt, Chen An had cleaned them before, but after washing, he had another habit.

Instead of taking it out deliberately every time, it is more convenient to wipe it directly with the enemy's clothes after killing the enemy.

After that, the rag was forgotten by Chen An in the different space.

It looked dusty, but the two pieces of cloth were not dirty.

Chen An made sword fingers together, and poked several holes in it, until half of it turned into a strip of cloth, then Chen An stopped.

"Here, this is a gift from me, you can pass it on to your brother."

"Really? Can this be given to me?"

There was some surprise in Ji Ji's eyes.

"Well, I'll see you off."

Chen An felt sore in his heart.

In his space, it's not that there are new clothes that he doesn't want or wash.

It's just that if Ji brings those things back.

Even if the monsters can't find it, what about the slave-rooted people and the people in the breeding ground?

At that time, it is impossible to say that it will hurt him instead.

Watching the bony Ji stuff the rags into his trousers carefully, Chen An brought him back to the ground.

"Go, there are no monsters along the way."

"Um"

Ji waved his hand, and ran back to the corridor without looking back.

"Wait"

Chen An's heart moved, and he spoke again.

"Next time I come back, I will bring many people from outside. You are their wise man. You must live well and lead them out of here."

Ji's face froze for a moment, revealing a sweet smile.

"Okay, I will wait for you."

Watching him go away with a super-sensing heart, Chen An didn't leave at ease until he merged into the flow of light spots like light bulbs.

The moment Chen An stepped out of the breeding ground, Chen An's aura gradually deepened and suddenly rose sharply.

But before it spread, he easily pushed it back.

Originally, the spiritual power, which only had color, now appeared in a semi-blurred state, like a crystal.

"Is this the heavenly level?"

Chen An has been to the heavenly level many times in advance.

But this time, there was a new feeling.

It was as if he was just puffy when he entered the heavenly level before, but at this moment, he has become really fat.

Chen An's breakthrough seemed unreasonable.

But in fact, if he was willing, he could have stepped in as early as in Nanjiang City, after he sacrificed that extraordinary energy core after the First World War in the restricted area.

Haven't stepped in yet.

It was because Chen An was looking for a feeling.

After gradually becoming stronger, he was suddenly a little confused.

To become stronger is to kill more monsters, and to kill more monsters is to become stronger.

It seems to be a lofty goal with a bright future.

But no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of emptiness.

After talking with Ji Xiong, Chen An once thought about whether to step into the heavenly level.

The reason why he gave up later was because that kind of secret matter was too far away from him, distant and empty.

Chen An needs to find a near-term goal that is possible to achieve and that he is willing to fight for.