Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

chapter 38

The hound was in good spirits, calmly paddling the air with its four legs.She was so small, but she swam just as fast as the Silence below.

Luo Binhan stared at it a little depressed.Of course he doesn't hate dogs, but it's another matter to appear in such a dream.This was supposed to be his own dream, but with the appearance of this dog, the previous feeling of freedom quickly disappeared.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I thought it would be fun to talk to you," said the Hound. "I'm sorry I can only do this in my dreams, or the Rainbow Jade will try to thwart me. The boy lacks trust in his older aliens— Not that I have a problem with this, for your species, being suspicious is an important means of survival. Of all the small animals I have observed, you are the most cunning and cautious, but at the same time the most Naive and impulsive. It's really weird to me."

Luo Binhan realized that what he was dealing with was not only a dog, but also a very talkative dog.He felt very painful and just wanted to float comfortably by himself.

"You want to be alone," said the Hound, as if reading mind. "Your heart is full of troubles and confusions. They are insignificant to this universe and have no value to other people. They are more important than life to you alone. Family, friendship, Wealth, power, fame, meaning of existence, love... are all these really important? In such a short and fleeting life like yours, you still have to worry about such trivial things. What a bunch of pessimistic and neurotic little animals you are .”

A star-like glow shines from the tip of the hound's fur, and it gradually deforms in the light.The canine body began to elongate and twist, and finally turned into a humanoid about the same height as Luo Binhan.

A human girl floats in the air.She looks exactly like Abana, but her eyelashes and hair are as white as snow.Her beauty was holy and flawless, but Luo Binhan felt some kind of indescribable falsehood, as if facing an exquisite painting.

"Does this make you feel more secure?" she asked in a silvery voice.

Robin Han didn't think so.Honestly he likes the white-tailed terrier better.

"I wonder why Xuanhongzhiyu brought you on board." She said, "I can hear him being chased by the footsteps of killing from the waves, so he hides and escapes. But you are vulnerable in the outside world, he There should be another way."

"You have to ask him." Luo Binhan said.

The silver-haired girl flew around him, observing, thinking, and finally shook her head in veto.

"He's making a mistake," she stated plainly. "A new October is about to rise, and he should return to his stony country, instead of fleeing alone and sailing away. You are going against your destiny."

Luo Binhan shrugged noncommittally: "Why don't you persuade him?"

"We can go together," she said.

Luo Binhan didn't understand what she meant.

The silver-haired girl floated over suddenly, grabbed his hand, and pulled him down from the sky.They fell on the deck of the Silence, as silently as snowflakes.At this time, Jing Huang was sitting cross-legged in his old position on the bow.There is a charcoal stove and clay pot beside him, and the tea soup is tumbling in the pot.

The silver-haired girl pulled Luo Binhan closer.The two of them swaggered without any attempt to hide, but Jing Huang didn't realize it, and kept frowning at the sky.

They stood side by side before Jing Huang.Luo Binhan shook his hand, and shouted a few more words, but Jing Huang ignored him.

"This is my dream," said the silver-haired girl. "He hasn't noticed us yet, at least not yet. Something more distant occupies his mind."

Luo Binhan followed Jing Huang's line of sight and looked up.A brilliant belt of stars is running across the night sky.On the surface, this sky looks no different from the Milky Way in his hometown, but actually the stars are a group of monsters that can destroy a giant spaceship amidst laughter.

He didn't say it, but the silver-haired girl started shaking her head.

"No, no, you are wrong." She said, "The star elements hold different views on the definition of life. In their eyes, it is not a single life, but a collection of countless lives. The sum total of will. When that ship disintegrates, it means that the countless beings that make it up are free and liberated—but that’s not the point, that star belt is not made of star elements, it just exists naturally. Whether you It can be seen in your homeland, here, in every star plane the Alliance touches."

Luo Binhan already felt dizzy.

"...the Milky Way," he said dazedly with his limited knowledge of astronomy, "isn't that part of the Milky Way?"

"Yes, but it's not. Your star layer is too far away from there. For your hometown, it's just an ordinary astronomical scene for the time being. You won't see its true face until you start traveling upstream."

"So what the hell is that galaxy?"

The silver-haired girl floated up.Her eyes looked very different now, they belonged to dragons, cold and alien eyes.

"It's the battlefield," she said. "Every light you see is a doom. When it can be seen by you, it proves its fate is over. You call it the Galactic Front."

Luo Binhan vaguely felt that he seemed to have heard this word somewhere.

"Fight," he chewed, "with whom?"

The girl showed an indifferent smile.

"We," she said.

Robinson paused for a few seconds.The girl smiled at him during this period: "Of course there is Burning Chen Zhiyue. Although you don't even believe in his existence. But that doesn't matter, you destroy all obstacles to expansion."

Luo Binhan nodded: "Sounds pretty awesome. But how do we hit you? With cannons? With guns?"

"You have written a book," said the girl.

Robin Han glared at her.

She floated up a little more, and raised her hands high, embracing a particularly bright white star in the sky.

"This is the book," she said.

Luo Binhan was in a daze at the star, and couldn't even recognize what it was called.He tentatively asked: "Is this book called Cowherd and Weaver Girl?"

"The Astral Plane," said the girl, "of all the tactics employed by Fire Moon, this is the deadliest one. Whenever we look up from our own land, he sends forth to the endless world by the light of that star." Whispers. All singers, saints, poets, philosophers .

Luo Binhan closed his chin very maturely.

"I've only heard that the book is a heartless nomenclature machine?"

The silver-haired girl laughed out loud.Unlike Abana's religious smile, she was rocking in the air laughing.That shocked Luo Binhan, it was hard to believe that this was the behavior of a billion-year-old creature.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The silver-haired girl said after laughing enough, "Physical form will affect the way you see things. When I become a human being, it's always more moving... Anyway, you're right. "Astral World"— - In your terms, an explanatory book of terms. It has a physical version for you physical beings to read, but it is always more convenient for us to look up at the star. Every night And you'll see it flickering at you, speaking, giving you the definition of everything."

"Isn't this good?" Luo Binhan said, "The legendary lifelong compulsory education?"

"That's exactly the problem," the girl replied.

She looked at Luo Binhan tenderly.That is not the eyes of a girl facing the opposite sex, but the eyes of a sage who pity the ants.It is full of infinite love and understanding, so that he is walking on eggshells.

"What a poor life. You live in a real world, where matter is everything to you," she said. "If you cut off your limbs, you can't move an inch; if you cut off your head, you can't survive. Many of you claim the importance of knowledge." It is better than everything, but when they lose their bodies, they immediately fall into eternal silence. But here is different, we, dragons, elves, elements, all creatures belonging to the moon realm, matter to us is just an insignificant decoration, just like Hair and nails. By covenant, by law, so we are concepts."

She spread her arms in the air.

"Concepts, words, definitions. Us," she said, her voice thin as a gossamer, but loud as a thunderclap. "Concept is existence, word is power—definition is conquest."

(End of this chapter)