Eric shuffled back to his room bit by bit.He now regrets why he found such a remote training ground. How good is that venue when he goes downstairs and turns left?
On the bright side, at least no one will see him being wiped by aliens... oh no, Master Red Hood uses him as a mop in the training ground farther away.
I have to admit that a master is a master, and his life experience is also extraordinary. The master of the universe that others have not traversed has traversed, and the planet that others have not bombed, the master has also bombed.Compared with the master, he only sees the earth—no, only Wakanda in his eyes, which is really too narrow.
Another benefit of walking slowly is that Eric can have more time to recall all kinds of things in the training ground.
Compared with the persuasive and persuasive approach in Da Kela's iron fist, Jason's approach can be called simple and rude.All he did was throw a question and start beating Eric until he finally broke out from the external and psychological pressure.
Jason has been watching Eric.He clearly saw that Eric had an unspeakable conspiracy against Wakanda, but he still took Eric's head and entered Wakanda, which made Jason always feel a little sorry for this hapless country.The duel for the throne on the waterfall made Jason more sure that Eric's feelings for Wakanda should be more complicated-his resentment for Wakanda is real, but there are other unspeakable things under the resentment. mood.
It was a little bit like he was finally resurrected, and he was going home to reunite with his father with full of expectations, only to find that his father had found a new brother for him. At that time, he also woke up every morning and felt a lump stuck in his chest. I can't get up and down, just thinking about it can make me faint.
If he can force Eric to re-examine the source of his anger, maybe Eric will change his mind, maybe he still insists on becoming the king and killing the current king's family... that is beyond Jason's control.The only thing he can do is to create an opportunity, as the old man said: "Give someone a chance, and they will surprise you."
In fact, at the beginning, Eric knew that Dad would get in trouble for bringing Zhenjin out of Wakanda.Every one of the Wakanda stories my father told emphasized that Zhenjin is a treasure of Wakanda. Since it is a treasure, how can it be taken away casually?But when he asks his father, his father always avoids the important point and tells him that when other people know that their starting point is to help others, they will understand.It's like a classmate who beat someone because of injustice in school. Although the teacher criticized him, everyone knew that he was not a bad boy, but a classmate who bullied others. This is the same reason.
Eric never asked such a question again, nor did he tell his father that the classmate who saw things wronged him and transferred to another school, and the bad boy who bullied others still made trouble every day.
Dad was dead, with claw marks on his chest.Uncle James is also gone. He has become an "unwanted child", shoved into the most hidden corners of society, and will only be pulled into the sun at special times-such as elections.
This is the Black Panther, it was Wakanda.
Dad wanted to help people who were undervalued and oppressed because of the color of their skin.Wakanda can easily do what Dad wants to do—Eric has heard too many stories about Wakanda, Wakanda's technology, Wakanda's warriors, Wakanda's medical treatment... …Wakanda can do everything, but Wakanda did nothing, even executed Dad.Just like the classmate who was "transferred", he did the right thing, but he was punished.
this is not right.One day, he will make Wakanda's greatest warrior, the Black Panther, and the king of Wakanda admit his mistakes in front of his father!
In the beginning, it was just such a simple and childish reason.
When Eric has seen more and experienced more, he realizes that "right" and "wrong" don't matter at all, as long as the status is high enough and the background is strong enough, black people can be called colorful by you!This was even more deeply felt when he was wearing a military uniform and killing people under the bright Middle East sun.
It doesn't matter whether Wakanda admits his mistake or not, Eric will directly let them knock down their teeth and swallow their blood, let them lower their noble heads and crawl at his feet.
It wasn't until he set foot on the land of Wakanda and saw with his own eyes the "hometown" he had only heard about in his father's stories that Eric realized another emotion buried deep in himself.
Hey.
He looked at the daily life of the people of Wakanda, the carefree smiles on the children's faces, and the expressions on the adults' faces who were satisfied with today and full of hope for tomorrow. The color of your skin is different, and the police may shoot you when they stop you, and even say things like, "Don't worry, we only kill black people!" in order to appease terrified white citizens.
It is necessary to let these people living in Utopia go out to see what the outside world is like, and let those people whose grandparents, parents, and even at this moment have been belittled because of their own race know that when the colonists’ ships sail When you came to take your ancestors away from your hometown and sold them as commodities to foreign countries, your next-door neighbor Wakanda held a world-leading weapon but bowed his head and blindfolded and ignored it—Wakanda used to With the opportunity to change the fate of countless people, it is their choice to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Eric became more and more excited when he talked, and he almost scolded his mother, but the master of the red hood just shook his hands calmly and asked him: "So, do you want all the people of Wakanda to live from eight to 98 years old?" In the midst of guilt, kneeling and licking you while feeling guilty... This kind of life is full of hope, can you pursue your next dream?"
"What? No! When did I say that?" Eric asked himself that he wasn't crazy enough to turn Wakanda into a cult.
"Oh." Jason pouted, and took out the Great Caste Blade out of thin air in Eric's shocked eyes, "My teacher once said that anger is a part of us, just like hands and feet. No one is complete without anger. You decide what to do with your hands, not the other way around, and our anger is the same."
"So you're going to ask me to control my temper and forgive everything?" Eric shook his head with a mocking smile on his lips, "If it was that easy, I should marry a wife, raise a dog, and close the door Have a good time."
"When did I say 'forgive everything'?" Jason crossed his hands impatiently, tilted his head and looked like he wanted to knock Eric's head on the ground a few more times, "I You are trained as a killer monk, not a saint. If you use your rational mind to think that killing the target is the only solution, then do it, but just like giving a new life, taking a life is an equally intimate act—— Like the scars you leave on your body, who you kill becomes a label that defines who you are."
"You can't decide how other people define you except yourself." Jason reached out and gently touched the part of his head near the top of the right ear. He still remembered that it had been repeatedly hit by the clown's crowbar several times , he suspected that he heard the sound of the skull cracking, "But you can decide what 'they' want to leave on your body. Since living in this shit-like world is bad enough, be kind to yourself , clear your head, don't stick all the messy things on your body, okay?"
Jason left the training ground with a disgusted expression on his face, leaving Eric in a daze in the direction he left, until a gust of wind chilled Eric, who was covered in sweat, and he reluctantly got up and dawdled Rubbing back.
——Taking life is as intimate an act as giving new life.
——A person is incomplete without any anger in his body.
Eric can be angry with himself and what his father has suffered, but Eric can be nicer to himself, don't need to be led by anger, let himself become a "killer", these two things do not conflict .
Jason is free to hate clowns, and everything clown-related, but he can also make the clown a shadow that fades from his life, rather than a stain that sticks to him forever.Just listen to the words "personal crimes and personal burdens". The things that can be carried on one's shoulders are too limited. Of course, you have to choose those that are worth carrying - such as the owl that wants to kill his father. Courts, not psychopaths who refuse to take their medicine.
That is to say, but it took Jason himself a long time to immerse himself in the world of the big caste, and he gradually found some truth in the words of Dakla that sounded like gods and gods. As far as Eric could figure it out, Jason couldn't help him.
"Tsk, uncomfortable memories..." Rubbing his arm with goosebumps, Jason turned around and walked towards Bruce's room, "I don't know how the old man is doing, let's take a look It's all right."
***
Eric, who had been walking silently with his head down, first noticed the shadow in front of his toes that didn't belong to him.
Looking up, Uncle James, who is wearing traditional Wakanda clothes and has become fat and out of shape in his old age, his Wakanda name is Zuli.
"Eric." Zu Li stretched out his hand, but then hesitantly retracted it to his side. After repeated several times, the old man stiffly controlled his hands against his thighs and did not move around, with a look of anxiety on his face. With an expectant smile again, "I was wondering...would you like to see your father's bedroom?"
"Father's room?" Eric had no idea that Wakanda still had traces of Enjob. He thought that the first thing the former king did after killing his brother must be to erase all traces of Enjobu from all over the country. Be clean.
"Actually, your father has never been declared dead." Recalling those years, Zu Li's heart was filled with regret, "Everything about him has been preserved, and I can take you to see it...please?"
Prince Enjob was supposed to hold his son's hand and take him to see his father's room.Tell your son the story behind every decoration, every book or every painting.
A chance for a son to meet a father who was once young.
The opportunity was taken away by Zu Li and the previous king himself.
He begged the panther god to at least give him a chance to make amends—to bring the lost child of Wakanda closer to home.
Eric looked at Uncle James with a tangled expression, crying or not, smiling or not.Looking at the lines between his brows, it is only found in people who have been frowning for many years, and the Uncle James in his memory is a humorous and cheerful person who often makes him laugh.
"Okay." Eric heard himself say this, and Uncle James' face lit up quickly, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind, he hurriedly led him in another direction.
If the master has experienced such a thrilling life, he can still say that being a human being is to treat himself better, then he should be able to do it, right?
Such as counting and inheriting Dad's inheritance-yes!I have been in Wakanda for so long, and I haven't signed the document to inherit it!
A master is a master, with insight.
On the bright side, at least no one will see him being wiped by aliens... oh no, Master Red Hood uses him as a mop in the training ground farther away.
I have to admit that a master is a master, and his life experience is also extraordinary. The master of the universe that others have not traversed has traversed, and the planet that others have not bombed, the master has also bombed.Compared with the master, he only sees the earth—no, only Wakanda in his eyes, which is really too narrow.
Another benefit of walking slowly is that Eric can have more time to recall all kinds of things in the training ground.
Compared with the persuasive and persuasive approach in Da Kela's iron fist, Jason's approach can be called simple and rude.All he did was throw a question and start beating Eric until he finally broke out from the external and psychological pressure.
Jason has been watching Eric.He clearly saw that Eric had an unspeakable conspiracy against Wakanda, but he still took Eric's head and entered Wakanda, which made Jason always feel a little sorry for this hapless country.The duel for the throne on the waterfall made Jason more sure that Eric's feelings for Wakanda should be more complicated-his resentment for Wakanda is real, but there are other unspeakable things under the resentment. mood.
It was a little bit like he was finally resurrected, and he was going home to reunite with his father with full of expectations, only to find that his father had found a new brother for him. At that time, he also woke up every morning and felt a lump stuck in his chest. I can't get up and down, just thinking about it can make me faint.
If he can force Eric to re-examine the source of his anger, maybe Eric will change his mind, maybe he still insists on becoming the king and killing the current king's family... that is beyond Jason's control.The only thing he can do is to create an opportunity, as the old man said: "Give someone a chance, and they will surprise you."
In fact, at the beginning, Eric knew that Dad would get in trouble for bringing Zhenjin out of Wakanda.Every one of the Wakanda stories my father told emphasized that Zhenjin is a treasure of Wakanda. Since it is a treasure, how can it be taken away casually?But when he asks his father, his father always avoids the important point and tells him that when other people know that their starting point is to help others, they will understand.It's like a classmate who beat someone because of injustice in school. Although the teacher criticized him, everyone knew that he was not a bad boy, but a classmate who bullied others. This is the same reason.
Eric never asked such a question again, nor did he tell his father that the classmate who saw things wronged him and transferred to another school, and the bad boy who bullied others still made trouble every day.
Dad was dead, with claw marks on his chest.Uncle James is also gone. He has become an "unwanted child", shoved into the most hidden corners of society, and will only be pulled into the sun at special times-such as elections.
This is the Black Panther, it was Wakanda.
Dad wanted to help people who were undervalued and oppressed because of the color of their skin.Wakanda can easily do what Dad wants to do—Eric has heard too many stories about Wakanda, Wakanda's technology, Wakanda's warriors, Wakanda's medical treatment... …Wakanda can do everything, but Wakanda did nothing, even executed Dad.Just like the classmate who was "transferred", he did the right thing, but he was punished.
this is not right.One day, he will make Wakanda's greatest warrior, the Black Panther, and the king of Wakanda admit his mistakes in front of his father!
In the beginning, it was just such a simple and childish reason.
When Eric has seen more and experienced more, he realizes that "right" and "wrong" don't matter at all, as long as the status is high enough and the background is strong enough, black people can be called colorful by you!This was even more deeply felt when he was wearing a military uniform and killing people under the bright Middle East sun.
It doesn't matter whether Wakanda admits his mistake or not, Eric will directly let them knock down their teeth and swallow their blood, let them lower their noble heads and crawl at his feet.
It wasn't until he set foot on the land of Wakanda and saw with his own eyes the "hometown" he had only heard about in his father's stories that Eric realized another emotion buried deep in himself.
Hey.
He looked at the daily life of the people of Wakanda, the carefree smiles on the children's faces, and the expressions on the adults' faces who were satisfied with today and full of hope for tomorrow. The color of your skin is different, and the police may shoot you when they stop you, and even say things like, "Don't worry, we only kill black people!" in order to appease terrified white citizens.
It is necessary to let these people living in Utopia go out to see what the outside world is like, and let those people whose grandparents, parents, and even at this moment have been belittled because of their own race know that when the colonists’ ships sail When you came to take your ancestors away from your hometown and sold them as commodities to foreign countries, your next-door neighbor Wakanda held a world-leading weapon but bowed his head and blindfolded and ignored it—Wakanda used to With the opportunity to change the fate of countless people, it is their choice to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Eric became more and more excited when he talked, and he almost scolded his mother, but the master of the red hood just shook his hands calmly and asked him: "So, do you want all the people of Wakanda to live from eight to 98 years old?" In the midst of guilt, kneeling and licking you while feeling guilty... This kind of life is full of hope, can you pursue your next dream?"
"What? No! When did I say that?" Eric asked himself that he wasn't crazy enough to turn Wakanda into a cult.
"Oh." Jason pouted, and took out the Great Caste Blade out of thin air in Eric's shocked eyes, "My teacher once said that anger is a part of us, just like hands and feet. No one is complete without anger. You decide what to do with your hands, not the other way around, and our anger is the same."
"So you're going to ask me to control my temper and forgive everything?" Eric shook his head with a mocking smile on his lips, "If it was that easy, I should marry a wife, raise a dog, and close the door Have a good time."
"When did I say 'forgive everything'?" Jason crossed his hands impatiently, tilted his head and looked like he wanted to knock Eric's head on the ground a few more times, "I You are trained as a killer monk, not a saint. If you use your rational mind to think that killing the target is the only solution, then do it, but just like giving a new life, taking a life is an equally intimate act—— Like the scars you leave on your body, who you kill becomes a label that defines who you are."
"You can't decide how other people define you except yourself." Jason reached out and gently touched the part of his head near the top of the right ear. He still remembered that it had been repeatedly hit by the clown's crowbar several times , he suspected that he heard the sound of the skull cracking, "But you can decide what 'they' want to leave on your body. Since living in this shit-like world is bad enough, be kind to yourself , clear your head, don't stick all the messy things on your body, okay?"
Jason left the training ground with a disgusted expression on his face, leaving Eric in a daze in the direction he left, until a gust of wind chilled Eric, who was covered in sweat, and he reluctantly got up and dawdled Rubbing back.
——Taking life is as intimate an act as giving new life.
——A person is incomplete without any anger in his body.
Eric can be angry with himself and what his father has suffered, but Eric can be nicer to himself, don't need to be led by anger, let himself become a "killer", these two things do not conflict .
Jason is free to hate clowns, and everything clown-related, but he can also make the clown a shadow that fades from his life, rather than a stain that sticks to him forever.Just listen to the words "personal crimes and personal burdens". The things that can be carried on one's shoulders are too limited. Of course, you have to choose those that are worth carrying - such as the owl that wants to kill his father. Courts, not psychopaths who refuse to take their medicine.
That is to say, but it took Jason himself a long time to immerse himself in the world of the big caste, and he gradually found some truth in the words of Dakla that sounded like gods and gods. As far as Eric could figure it out, Jason couldn't help him.
"Tsk, uncomfortable memories..." Rubbing his arm with goosebumps, Jason turned around and walked towards Bruce's room, "I don't know how the old man is doing, let's take a look It's all right."
***
Eric, who had been walking silently with his head down, first noticed the shadow in front of his toes that didn't belong to him.
Looking up, Uncle James, who is wearing traditional Wakanda clothes and has become fat and out of shape in his old age, his Wakanda name is Zuli.
"Eric." Zu Li stretched out his hand, but then hesitantly retracted it to his side. After repeated several times, the old man stiffly controlled his hands against his thighs and did not move around, with a look of anxiety on his face. With an expectant smile again, "I was wondering...would you like to see your father's bedroom?"
"Father's room?" Eric had no idea that Wakanda still had traces of Enjob. He thought that the first thing the former king did after killing his brother must be to erase all traces of Enjobu from all over the country. Be clean.
"Actually, your father has never been declared dead." Recalling those years, Zu Li's heart was filled with regret, "Everything about him has been preserved, and I can take you to see it...please?"
Prince Enjob was supposed to hold his son's hand and take him to see his father's room.Tell your son the story behind every decoration, every book or every painting.
A chance for a son to meet a father who was once young.
The opportunity was taken away by Zu Li and the previous king himself.
He begged the panther god to at least give him a chance to make amends—to bring the lost child of Wakanda closer to home.
Eric looked at Uncle James with a tangled expression, crying or not, smiling or not.Looking at the lines between his brows, it is only found in people who have been frowning for many years, and the Uncle James in his memory is a humorous and cheerful person who often makes him laugh.
"Okay." Eric heard himself say this, and Uncle James' face lit up quickly, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind, he hurriedly led him in another direction.
If the master has experienced such a thrilling life, he can still say that being a human being is to treat himself better, then he should be able to do it, right?
Such as counting and inheriting Dad's inheritance-yes!I have been in Wakanda for so long, and I haven't signed the document to inherit it!
A master is a master, with insight.
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