God is Daozu

To this day we can answer Colonel Bradley in this way:

We are still giant babies morally and ethically

And our world is no longer a giant in nuclear weapons.

Wandering Period No.40 Four years, mid-July, south of Ishtar District.

Ferdinand stood on a piece of cracked open land. The July sun scorched and dried up the ground under his feet. If one looked down from the Tower of the Goddess, it must have looked like a lake that had experienced a severe drought. Ferdinand looked up to the north Going, from south to north, from west to east, he tilted his head and stepped on the huge land under his feet. The pain in his feet rushed to the top of his head. Looking closely, the soles of his feet were cracked by countless bricks. On the flat land not far away, mixed with the ruins in a haze, he imitated the people around him to form a small circle with stones, tore off his empty left cuff, pressed it into the stone, and spat in the palm of his hand. He wiped his gray face, scratched his hair decently, and closed his eyes.

1, 2, 3... 60...

When he opened his eyes, his eyes passed through countless people who closed their eyes and meditated. A thin and small man in a red cloak walked slowly on the ruins.

Ferdinand noticed that it wasn't because someone was wearing a cloak in such a hot sun, but that this person didn't seem to belong to the group of mourners with their eyes closed. He walked twenty steps away from them, The red cloak hat covered most of his face. Ferdinand guessed whether the other party was a boy or a girl. The strange thing was that he seemed very sure that the other party was a young man, not because he was not tall, but It's the slight bumps in his slow walk. He looks like his younger brother when he just learned to walk, childish and fragile, walking stubbornly towards his mother's open arms step by step.

"Hey—kid!" Ferdinand blinked his wet eyes, "Where are you going?"

The red cloak paused for a second, as if to confirm whether he was told to walk forward slowly again.

"Are you looking for your parents?"

The child covering half of his face tilted his head. Ferdinand didn't know if he could see him. The child turned his head and continued walking.

Maybe there are no parents here, Ferdinand stepped on his foot.

"Hey - further south is the wasteland, there is no one there, stay with us!"

"Hey--!"

The child's feet collapsed and there was a bang. Ferdinand, like the people around him, held his breath in horror. The child climbed up and clapped his hands and continued walking. The red cloak was a little gray. Ferdinand looked at it and couldn't see the color. He silently thought of the child holding his robe when he was on the ground, reluctant to lay it on the ground to sleep. Ferdinand felt bitter and funny when he saw the slightly bumpy steps. He remembered that his mother often smiled when his brother was about to throw himself into his arms. Dodging, the younger brother chased after his mother with his little face up, all he wanted to do was throw himself into his arms.

It's dark and cold underground, and now this bastard can be contented by his mother's hug.

"Children! Follow the blue flags! Do you hear me! Blue flags are safe places!"

Ferdinand smashed the apple in his hand with a sharp piece from the ground, threw it vigorously, and hit the child's red robe.

The child looked back at the apples on the ground, then at Ferdinand, and hesitated on the spot with his hands shrunk, like a child who dared not ask for New Year's money.

"Follow the blue flag, do you know!" The voice made his brain dizzy, and he didn't understand where his extravagant sympathy came from.

The child stood there for a long time, as if he wanted to make sure that Ferdinand would repent. Seeing that he hadn't moved, he carefully stretched out his slender hand to pick up the apple mixed with soil, bent down, and walked along the blue flag to the distance where there was no grass .

after one day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the circular blue light in the warship's meeting room flickered once. Daniel Shelley sat at the farthest end of the meeting table and opened his eyes. On the long table in the middle of the empty meeting room, the light screen floated peacefully. Turn quietly.

Daniel pinched the bridge of his straight nose and entered the execution code on the watch. The light screen suspended on the long table stood in front of Daniel's eyes and turned into a huge circular screen. The blue light screen reflected Daniel's golden hair. The three-dimensional and stern face was a little tired, and the red earrings were silently shining with a dark light.

"Signal input successful."

The cold electronic sound sounded, and the screen was divided into multiple ground screens, and the red dot representing the life body symbol in the lower right corner was gray.

The ground was close to the southern edge of the Ishtar district, and the sky was cloudy. At the moment when the sun was rising, the warship continued to cruise, and the door of the meeting room was pushed open.

A well-mannered man with black hair and gold-rimmed glasses walked over with a black book in his hand. His complexion was very bad, as if he was dissatisfied with the long cruise of the warship.

"Uncle." Daniel Shelley said.

The young man named Uncle nodded and looked at the light screen, "There are almost no large buildings on the southern edge of the Ishtar district, so we simply did nothing."

"There are at least [-] private warships in the north. It's meaningless to go to the north." Daniel glanced at the book in Lu Chan's hand, "What research plan do you want to take next?"

Lu Chan pulled back his chair and smiled, "No, this is the bishop's new sermon."

Upon hearing this, Daniel retracted his gaze and looked at the light screen.

Lu Chan glanced at the other party's face and understood clearly, "Daniel, your prejudices are too young. Religion is not only limited to religious beliefs, but also to rank among forces. In a sense, it also affects the image of individuals in front of the public. .”

"Religious believers accounted for only [-]% of the survey report in the Lower District. Ishtar District, which has a very high religious belief, probably will not entrust the cardinal to open his arms and rebuild the Goddess Tower exactly like the original one. .”

Daniel noticed Lu Chan's worse expression, and it is not a good behavior to talk about religious beliefs, "Sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

Lu Chan has always been disdainful of what to say. Today, perhaps because he was not used to the cruise of the warship, he was impatient. When he was about to teach something, the red dot on the light screen lit up and began to flicker, "It's really strange, There are living bodies on the edge of the southern border with almost no buildings."

"Detect survivors." Daniel said.

The light screen beeps and zooms in on the survivors.

At this time, the southern edge of Ishtar District gradually ushered in the sunrise, and the sky was burnt scarlet and covered with pink clouds, and the weeds swallowed by radiation exposed the loess on the ground. The strong wind in Ishtar District did not have any buildings and buildings. Blocked by the vegetation, it scratched the ground unscrupulously with the vigor of engulfing the ground inch by inch. At this time, the only survivor on this land stood in the open space, and the red robe danced wildly upwards, just like some kind of life's branches and branches growing chaotically and wildly. .

Daniel suddenly remembered the lifeless red robes worn by the bishops, which were said to be imitations of the temporary clothes of the ancient gods in the legend. They should come and see this scene. The red robes were pulled by the wind and cast a light screen to reach out to him, just like life. longing.

He looks like saffron.Daniel thought in his heart.

The warship stopped moving, Daniel and Lu Chan landed on the ground, and the five people behind them held their weapons to observe the change of the red robe, and were also responsible for recording this moment.

"We are warships from the third district, responsible for bringing back the survivors from the Ishtar district." Lu played with the yellow sand in front of him and said kindly.

The thin survivor in front of him, whose face could not be seen clearly, seemed completely ignorant of compliments. After walking a little, Lu Chan found that the other party was holding half of an apple that he could barely recognize as an apple, and he was biting seriously.

"We are the warship from the third district, responsible for bringing back the survivors from the Ishtar district." Lu Chan thought that the other party hadn't heard it and repeated it.

The red robe gnawed intently, and could even be said to be extremely slow, Lu Chan frowned, and became more impetuous. The humanitarian obligations of the upper district showed a disgusting side in this extreme environment.

"Is he deaf?"

Lu Chan stepped in front of the red robe in two or three steps, and pulled off the hat on the other party's head, exposing the black top of the other party's head. At this moment, the person should eat seriously as usual, without any reason, Lu Chan stuck. The other party's thin jaw inspected the goods and generally observed the other party's ears, and the bracelet was also responsible for testing the integrity of this living body.

"Not deaf?!"

Lu Chan raised his voice. This is probably the only time he met such a cold and ungrateful survivor during his mission. Last year, when he was on a mission, when he got off the warship, the blue, brown and black eyes of the disheveled survivor flashed like Wet and glowing, running towards himself, the same gratitude in the garbled mother tongue, never has a survivor looked so indifferent.

"Uncle." Daniel said.

Lu Chan wanted to take back the hand that was stuck under the opponent's jaw, but at this moment, he was a little angry. Although he knew that Daniel always spoke coldly, it seemed that Daniel was wrong when he spoke at this moment. Why, he was wrong?The dizziness of the cruise rushed up with anger, Lu Chan added some strength in his hand, and the red-robed owner's apple fell to the ground, as if it was about to be pulled up, but Lu Chan lifted his face, a face that although The face was somewhat dirty but looked too clean compared to most refugees, with a dead whiteness of fine skin and tender flesh, but was too thin.

Lu Chan couldn't figure out the age of the other party for a while, the child lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up the shriveled and dirty apple, Daniel frowned and raised his hand to stop Lu Chan, but Lu Chan's eyes looked like he was usually looking at him. He scrutinized the face in front of him like a laboratory instrument.

As thin as a refugee, with skin like a young master with a golden spoon.

Daniel didn't know what Lu Chan was looking at, and he didn't have time to think about why Lu Chan looked at the child who had never been masked like this. He saw the child suddenly raised his eyelids and looked straight into Lu Chan's eyes with a little vigor, and he didn't even have time With a short breath, the two of them closed their eyes almost at the same time and slammed straight down on the dim yellow ground.

Daniel was slightly taken aback, stretched out his hand, and hugged the fluffy child.

The author says:

Guides attack, Sentinels receive

Lightning protection: the full text of the second set a lot

The author's logic is weak, and the writing style is flimsy, so don't spray if you don't like it