Loya is a little strange, Mole usually doesn't show the appearance of this chicken soup mentor.But after all, people are separated from each other, and he doesn't know what happened.

However, Mole's words loosened Loya's dusty memory. He thought that he had forgotten the mediocre life before transmigration, but Mole's words reminded him of the ordinary daily life in the past.

Loya said with a hint of sadness in his eyes, a little intoxicated.

"Dream is something that everyone will have, and there are more than one. It's just that as life goes on, some dreams are getting closer and closer to us, while others are getting farther and farther."

A picture appeared in front of Loya's eyes. On a thunderstorm afternoon, Loya, who was still in elementary school, played crazy outside for a day and didn't go to class. It rained and had to run home helplessly. He was naturally greeted by mixed doubles. .

"I want to go home!"

This was Loa's dream when she was living on a desert island.

But it is this innocent dream like a child, but it is so elusive.

After a pause, Loya said: "In the past, my dream was to eat and wear warmly and have fun. I don't have to rush for life every day. What kind of life I lived... At that time, I thought that my life would be complete by eating steak every day, living in a big house, and having a servant to take care of my food and clothing."

Speaking of which, Loya asked self-deprecatingly, "Is it very useless?"

Mole nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

Loya: "..."

Forget it, since we opened the chatter, let's ignore what he just said.

Loya said to himself: "I don't have too many plans for my life. What I said just now was really my dream. But life is really full of unknowns."

Loya remembered the life of a commoner once.

Busy every day, elementary school, junior high school, high school, university, I am addicted to learning and cannot extricate myself.

When he was in junior high school, he had a crush on a girl, and after he confessed, he was beaten by the other's boyfriend. At that time, the confused Loya understood the unknownness of life for the first time.

During the college entrance examination, his goal was a key university in another province, but the result was a few points lower. Due to economic conditions, he did not choose to repeat his studies and came to an ordinary university in the city.This is the second time.

And then, as a civil engineering graduate, after graduating from university, I became a marketer.This is the third time.

Thinking of these Loya is funny, does he have a dream?Of course he has!

He wants that girl to be his girlfriend!He wants to be admitted to a major university!He wants to make a difference in the construction industry!

But what's the point?

As a result, everything seems to be planned, and God is so joking.What can he do?

It's like when he crossed this time, your passers-by would wear it in a group with instant noodles?Can you predict?

Smiling, Loya continued: "But now, my dreams are no longer those. I have new goals."

Mole raised his head when he heard the words: "What is it?"

"I want to be the strongest in the world!"

Loya raised his fist to the sky and spread his fingers as if to hold the blue sky in his hand.

"Since I have gained this power, mediocrity will be far away from me. From now on, I will fight for this goal... no, dream! This is my dream!"

"Becoming... the strongest in the world?"

Mole murmured, repeating Loya's words, looking at the confident smiling face of the young man in front of him, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Your dream is really lofty~ I thought you would say something like implementing naval justice. "

"Do you really think the navy is righteous? Vice Admiral Mole."

At this time, Loya's cold voice came.The Mole was startled, frowned and asked, "Loya! What do you mean by that? Don't forget that you are a navy!"

"I know, of course I know." Loya didn't seem to see Mole's black face: "But Lieutenant General Mole, what is justice? You should be familiar with a saying that justice will win."

"But do you know? The so-called justice in this world represents the justice of the victors. This is a very simple question of order. Victory comes first, then justice."

"You want to say that the navy is not just, it's just a victor?" Loya's words were messed up, and Mole clenched his brows and spoke slowly.

"Well, who knows... just like Schrödinger's cat, that cat is always on the verge of life and death until the jar is opened. So for now, let's call ourselves the righteous navy. Oh By the way~ You definitely don't know Schrödinger, but you only need to know that he is a cat abuser, and you can just kill him when you meet him."

Having said that, Loya stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and prepared to go to lunch.

The Mole stayed where he was, looking out at the sea, wondering what he was thinking.

Under the sleeve of his suit, a black phone bug clicked and fell asleep.

In the command room of the warship, Zefa stood up and looked at the sea through the window.

"So, do you think the same as me... Loya."

dong dong dong~

The knock on the door woke Zefa, he sat back behind the desk, and said solemnly, "Come in!"

It was Kuzan, who had come to say goodbye to Zefa.

"Go southeast from here and you'll be able to reach the East China Sea." Kuzan sat across from Zefa with Erlang's legs crossed.

"By the way, teacher, do you want me to bring you some specialties back?"

"Aren't you waiting for Loya to complete the assessment? You know that I have given him a big problem."

"No need, I have taught him everything that I can teach him, and I believe he can handle it... Next, he needs to find his own way, which is not something I am good at."

Speaking of this, Kuzan opened his eyes and looked at Zefa: "In the days to come, please be careful, teacher."

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