Super Species Player

Jiang Qian was silent.

There are faint cracks in the heroic image of his father that was just established not long ago.

Out of rationality, he needs to live in an objectively real world in order to guard against the cold arrows shot by cold reality; but out of his few personal emotions, he instinctively wants to refuse.

"Do you really want to know?"

The God of Dionysus saw Jiang Qian's hesitation, smiled and advised: "Some truths are a blessing if you don't touch them. Knowing more will only add trouble. Maybe the balance you just established in your life will be broken, and you will also face A more troublesome enemy."

Jiang Qian looked at the God of Dionysus and stared at his face full of vicissitudes of life for a long time.

Said: "It is better to face it early than to be caught off guard."

Reason prevails. The need for objective facts to support his future objective actions is a habit he has developed since childhood and is as imprinted in his mind as the concept of "beware of everything".

Just as the first ability he gained after becoming a super-species was "spiritual vision", and later he gained the ability to see "nothing" because he was given the "Way of Compatibility", fate facilitated him to see everything clearly and live clearly. clear.

After hearing this, the god of wine laughed and said that he was telling the truth.

There are always hurdles in life that you have to overcome!

The Qianlong Wuyi known to the world is no longer just a super individual emerging from the bottom. He is now a core strategic weapon that the lawful official has made a huge investment in. He is about to be put into a more complex battlefield and is related to more important things. The interests and survival of many people.

Therefore, before going to the real battlefield, Jiang Qian did not allow himself to have even the slightest "flaw".

"So, my father didn't really have a heart-to-heart relationship with the Dragon God at that time, and he didn't resign from the official position, right?"

"You are very smart!" Dionysus looked at Jiang Qian with some surprise.

From just one ambiguous hint, he immediately traced the source and found the key point, which made the God of Dionysus marvel at Jiang Qian's alertness and calmness.

However, the story doesn't end there.

The God of Dionysus continued the words, gradually showing the original appearance of the incident:

"We didn't know at the time that your father still maintained close contact with the lawful officials after leaving office. From what happened later, it can be imagined that your father's fundamental purpose of wooing the Dragon God was to facilitate the 'monitoring' of the Dragon God and the leader The trends of the Ashes organization.”

Jiang Qian listened silently, and this was not much different from what he expected.

A person who can sit in his father's position has a lot to do with it and has a lot to do with it! How could he get away so easily?

Not to mention that he has close contacts with the number one figure in the opposing organization!

In order to make Jiang Qian understand the joints more clearly, Dionysus continued to explain:

"The Ashes organization was very simple at first! It was originally a free organization founded by the Dragon God. It preached the pursuit of free belief, abandoning decadent concepts, and practicing a personalized lifestyle. It was carried forward by a few of our elders - —The Dragon God is the soul of Ashes! In an era when super-species players emerged, Ashes quickly gathered many capable people with different personalities and became a well-known presence in non-lawful organizations. "

"You know this, Ashes' influence is still all over the country... But at that time, Ashes' reputation was far from as bad as it is now! Hahaha... But when did the problem arise? It was probably the Dragon God' The missing years."

"For an organization that has lost its soul, it is almost inevitable that its ideology will shift, not to mention that there are still people who try to seize the opportunity to usurp power! Haha, it is a pity that it is too far away from the Dragon God. If the usurpation of power fails, the reputation of the organization will be ruined. Get clean! Your strong will like Ashes has gradually become paranoid and tyrannical; your pursuit of freedom has become an excuse for depravity and indulgence."

"As a result, the conflict between the Ashes and the lawful officials gradually escalated, and probably the officials were also reflecting on this issue: Killing the Dragon God not only failed to solve the Ashes, but instead led to the Ashes organization further losing control... Their strategy was a failure. Because of this, your father’s flexible methods were born.”

Forced removal of the lesion failed, so conservative treatment was adopted... Hearing this, Jiang Qian gradually understood the lawful official's policy towards Ashes.

"The conflict broke out just before the God War."

The God of Dionysus continued to tell the story of the past many years ago, his expression becoming more and more solemn:

"Dragon God was influenced by your father and decided to participate in the God War, and called on the strong generals within the Ashes organization to go together. This touched the bottom line of some people who were separated, conflicts broke out, and there was a rupture within the Ashes."

"The Divine War is imminent, and the Dragon God has no extra energy to deal with the internal conflicts at that time, so he can only leave with his supporters and directly participate in the war. Le Shen and I are sworn followers of the Dragon God, and of course we are also participating in the war. But things are not like that. Simple."

"Later, your father received official internal information that the remaining forces of the Ashes were preparing to snipe the Dragon God along the coast! They actually regarded the Dragon God as a traitor and dared to strangle the spiritual leader of the Ashes organization!"

When the Dionysian said this, his fist suddenly dropped on the table, and the wooden table was visibly cracked from the top to the legs...

Jiang Qian's heart was also tense.

He knew that the truth he wanted was nearby: "What happened next?"

"Your father took advantage of his plan and deployed official elites to ambush in the coastal areas to counterattack, preparing to take the opportunity to wipe out the remnants of the Ashes! Of course, not including us."

Dionysus sighed:

"Your father has done a very decent job in this regard. He is well aware of the dangers of the God War and sincerely wants to use more power to prevent that disaster."

"Unfortunately, the siege did not completely eliminate the remaining forces of Ashes. Not only that, but it also exposed your father's ambiguous relationship with the government, and things were very unpleasant."

"And at this critical moment, news came from the rear that foreign forces secretly attacked your father's family members who stayed behind!"

Jiang Qian's eyes were focused. This was the "cause and effect" he wanted to know--

"When your father and Long Shen hurriedly arrived, the assassination had been stopped by the official forces that intervened in time. Fortunately, everyone was fine, but they were mentally stimulated, especially the youngest son... Your father took advantage of this crisis to say "goodbye" to his family."

The God of Wine sighed and looked at Jiang Qian and said:

"Although that farewell was hasty, life is unpredictable. Which farewell is not unexpected?"

"..."

"You don't have to blame your father. Xuesong has always been rigorous and has a beginning and an end. I think he did this just because he didn't want you and your son to experience a new trauma again."

...

This is the truth that Jiang Qian has always wanted to find out.

The narration of the God of Wine ended, but Jiang Qian felt a sense of emptiness.

In the final analysis, this narration was not too different from the "truth" he had heard from other places. The fact that his father died in the war of gods was unshakable, and there was no shameful conspiracy.

But he still felt that something seemed to be wrong...

Under the gaze of the God of Wine, Jiang Qian thought carefully: "After being deceived and used for so long, the Dragon God didn't have any special reaction?"

"I know what you want to ask."

The God of Wine smiled faintly:

"In fact, we can understand your father's behavior. His concerns about the remnants of the ash are also the concerns of the Dragon God. In the final analysis, the official's move this time can be regarded as helping us."

Listening to the God of Wine's statement, the context of the matter gradually became clear, and Jiang Qian's inner doubts became more and more sharp: "But you said, this will involve many lives?"

This was the reminder given by the God of Wine when Jiang Qian began to ask about the "truth".

"Yes, a lot." The God of Wine did not deny it, as if he was determined to play a guessing game with Jiang Qian.

"How many?" Jiang Qian continued to ask.

"It depends on how far you want to go." Dionysus smiled meaningfully.

Jiang Qian was also smiling, and his indifferent smile revealed a bit of piercing coldness: "The remnants of the Ashes back then, the four gods of the Ashes today... what else? What's the name of that foreign organization?"

"Ah... I knew you would ask this!"

Dionysus sighed and replied: "Nordic, Divine Realm."

Divine Realm? !

Without a doubt, it was the demon cave that he passed by in the "Big Gamble" copy!

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, who did my father offend that made the other party take such a big risk to kill them all in an away game?"

"That's hard to say... I only remember that the official law of order once exchanged a spy captured by a special department with the Nordic side, named 'Kul'. It is said that this person is a believer of the Divine Realm."

Kul...

"I know, thank you, senior."

Jiang Qian took out a stack of red bills from his pocket and pressed it on the wooden table that was about to collapse.

"Why, are you leaving?"

There was a hint of reluctance in the tone of the God of Wine.

After all, he had not been able to drink and chat with others for many years.

"I have bothered you for a long time today. I will come to see you next time I come to Beijing."

"Well...Okay, you should get busy!" The God of Wine waved his hand, but filled his glass again.

"Take care of yourself." Jiang Qian stood up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, he was stopped by the God of Wine again.

The old man's eyes were a little cloudy, and he loudly asked: "Thank Xiaolu for me, just say thank you for her care over the years!"

"Okay, I will definitely take it."

Jiang Qian's figure quickly disappeared in the narrow alley.

The stalls were already scattered, and most of the customers had already left.

The God of Wine sat alone at the table and slowly poured the wine, drinking the last bottle of good wine...

Until a voice made his movements freeze-

"You are not keeping your mouth, old drunkard..."

Hearing the voice, the God of Wine slowly laughed, and the laughter was long and gradually became happy!

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing at you, the King of Hell who is urging you to die. You're here so quickly!"

"Hmph, you're still so dishonest even when you're about to die."

As he teased, a lamprey brand flashed faintly from the old man's back. The brand burned like fire and expanded outward at a speed visible to the naked eye! It seemed to be devouring the old and hunched body of the god of wine...

"Even if I don't say it, he will find you sooner or later."

"Then let him never come back!"

"Hahaha, old friend, this is the capital!" The god of wine looked up at the dark night sky, but met a pair of immature and confused eyes in the distance.

...

The boy tied the two wooden sculptures together with transparent tape to form a "monster", and then climbed onto the windowsill impatiently, wanting to show off the secret treasure to the old naughty boy downstairs.

But when he stuck his head out, he saw an incredible scene.

The old naughty boy's body was emitting a strange luster, from the surface of his skin, to his bright red flesh and blood, to his white bones... Every inch of skin and bones covered by the luster was disappearing visibly! Just like what was described in the mythological stories that the boy had been fascinated by...

"No..."

The boy soon realized something, his eyes widened in surprise, and when the sound was about to come out of his throat, a pair of hands stretched out from behind him and covered his mouth tightly!

"Woo... Woo!"

The silenced boy was taken away from the windowsill by his mother and tightly locked in her arms.

His father rushed out from the side, suddenly closed the window and pulled the curtains!

This scene was so smooth that the boy was caught off guard.

He couldn't make a sound, so tears rushed out of his eyes, and at the same time, he struggled hard!

Just like he wanted to get rid of his parents' control countless times and execute his own will, to witness the painful and terrifying conjectures that filled his mind with his own eyes-is he disappearing? Will he die?

No one would care about the life and death of an elderly person living alone, let alone such a "hateful" guy... The boy resisted almost frantically, trying to kick away his father who was approaching. He was angry that his parents were indifferent!

But the next second, the boy was stunned by the trembling and sobbing of his mother behind him.

He was surprised to find that his insensitive mother was crying.

For a "hateful" lonely old man...

...

"Old drunkard, if you have any last words, say it now."

"Don't let the family suffer."

...

The night breeze was cool.

The street stall owner suddenly woke up and was stunned for a long time. He felt that he had fallen into a long dream.

He looked down at the watch. Oh, this sleepiness is really deep!

He rubbed his neck and stood up from the bench, staggered out, fixed his eyes on the empty stall that had not yet been paid, and was stunned for a long time before hesitating to walk over and pick up the red bills on the table.

He counted and found that there were several hundred more.

It was many times more than the plate of edamame he gave away!

"This old man... has no children, but he never lacks money!"

He sighed for a while, stuffed the money into his pocket, and tidied up the stall with swift hands and feet.

The moonlight was still there, and he vaguely felt that the wind was a little cool tonight. He thought that he was probably tired, so he hurried to clean up the proofs, and didn't even notice the few pieces of burnt cloth left by the stall.