Text Chapter 369: The Eighth Era

Only Zhao Nan and Linglong read Xu Yang's translation with undiminished interest. What Zhao Nan read was Xu Yang's collection of materials on the Battle of Hundred Clans, but Linglong read basically everything.

She repeated what she said to Xu Yang in front of Zhao Nan.

Then he said helplessly: "Although it is ridiculous, I have to say that I actually care about this matter."

Zhao Nan tapped her finger on one of the handles, and suddenly said, "You think the history of Paradise World is a piece of history, not a whole piece, right?"

"Exactly." Linglong said with a puzzled face, "There should be many blanks, rather than a sudden blank."

Zhao Nan frowned. Although she didn't read as much as Linglong, she was not incomprehensible. She subconsciously said, "Unless..."

"Unless?" Linglong was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise, "What did you think of?"

Zhao Nan shook his head, and said with some uncertainty: "After one period of history ends, another period of history begins again. Everything starts from the starting point and makes different evolutions."

Linglong was shocked, her eyes flickered, "That's how it feels!"

She smiled wryly, shook her head and said, "I haven't been able to think of a reasonable explanation."

Zhao Nan shrugged and said casually, "Maybe it's just that the authorities are delusional."

Linglong shook her head and said conceitedly: "I know whether it is the authorities."

Zhao Nan stood up with her hands on her legs, and said calmly: "If there is nothing else, then let's call it a day."

Linglong frowned suddenly and said, "Wait, it's rare that you don't have any other feelings about this matter? Don't you want to continue studying?"

"If you don't know, why don't you ask some people involved? What's worth studying about this kind of thing?" Zhao Nan said as a matter of course: "This is the Star Spirit World. Since those books were written by people, the people who wrote them Naturally, you know. It’s rare for you to think that the countless protoss here have never discovered this kind of thing? Or do you ask yourself that your wisdom can rival tens of millions of individuals? Discussion between two people can solve this kind of headless. What happened at the end?"

Linglong was startled, and subconsciously argued: "I didn't mean that."

Zhao Nan chuckled, "That's the best."

Linglong sighed, "I just feel that even if you ask about this kind of thing, you may not be able to find out."

Zhao Nan also sighed and said: "So I said, you are too confident in yourself. I have already said that since those books are written by the protoss, they are just for spreading. If there are any secrets, It has been thoroughly researched by the Protoss long ago. There is no need to wait for you to make these speculations."

Linglong said sullenly: "This is a normal strategy strategy."

Zhao Nan sneered and said, "If you really treat all of this as a game, then it's up to you."

This person is probably a very arrogant and conceited person. He is usually very calm, but once he is questioned, he may not be able to calm down. This is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

"What do you mean by that?" Linglong took a deep breath and calmed down on the spot, her mind-cultivating skill is very good.

Zhao Nan evaded and didn't answer, just as the shopkeeper who was going to sober up the drink came back, he waved and asked directly: "Shopkeeper, why does the history of Paradise World keep repeating?"

Linglong frowned immediately, and was about to speak, but unexpectedly the shopkeeper said oh, and said without hesitation: "I heard that many civilizations have developed to a level that the world cannot bear, so they are destroyed. Then The remnants of life go on to create the next civilization."

Linglong was so startled that she couldn't speak immediately, she looked as if the other party had uttered such words so easily, as if she had eaten a dead cat.

Zhao Nan nodded, and said softly: "Put the things down, please."

"You're welcome."

After the shopkeeper left, Zhao Nan said with a half-smile: "The answer to your worries has come out."

Linglong shook her head and said with a wry smile, "Why do I feel like I'm hitting the cotton with my fist and I can't be happy at all?"

"The more a person plays tricks and tricks, the more he will stumble in an unexpected situation." Zhao Nan shrugged and said as he left, "It's a famous saying."

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Even so, after leaving the lobby, Zhao Nan found the owner again. It's not that he doesn't care about that kind of thing, it's just that he doesn't show it in front of Linglong anymore. That guy hit a little bit, but he felt a little relieved.

"guest?"

Zhao Nan smiled, pulled the shopkeeper aside, and asked in a low voice, "I'm a protoss who just left the academy, so I don't know much about history."

The shopkeeper smiled kindly: "In fact, this kind of thing is not a secret. After living in the star spirit world for a long time, I will gradually understand it. However, the teaching institute should also pass on this knowledge. Bar?"

Zhao Nan shrugged and smiled, "Probably because I don't work hard."

The truth is, Illya left a long time ago, and the remaining red dragon in the training academy hugged Olisis' giant egg all day long, and the people in my group basically let themselves go, how could I know these things ? If Linglong hadn't found out, he might not have known about it either.

The shopkeeper chuckled, expressing his understanding, and said: "I didn't work hard before, otherwise my strength would never fail to improve. However, although my strength is not very good, I opened this hotel and met many people. Quite a few."

Zhao Nan nodded, sat down, and suddenly asked: "About the astral calendar. The heavens and the earth, but converted, this calendar is only 10,000 years. But for the original history of those star spirits, it should be More than that?"

The shop owner suddenly laughed, "That's not a good thing that the kings on the seventh floor did. For kings, most of the time they are asleep, but the Guardian Palace always needs someone to manage, so they take turns to govern. Where is the turn? One, from which the calendar is calculated."

"Why do civilizations perish?"

The shopkeeper sighed and said: "Actually, I don't know very well. After all, my memory has not come back. But I heard that it is because the creatures on the ground have grown beyond their limits and challenged the gods. In anger, clean the world."

The owner sighed and said, "Man, you keep repeating your mistakes."

"My companion should have woken up, and I need to trouble you to prepare more food." Zhao Nan ended this section of question and answer with this.

Watching the shopkeeper leave, he still sat where he was. Obviously, the god he was talking about was the god who was challenged by all living beings in the Hundred Clans War. It is also the only living god in Paradise World in Locke's mouth.

This is no longer the plot of the game, but the real history of the different world. It's just been processed and adapted by the global system.

"It's not about creating the strongest individual and then challenging the gods..."

Zhao Nan smiled, and subconsciously uttered a conjecture that made her shudder—Oufeier, whom she met in the XL world, knew a certain plan of the system from it.

Zhao Nan felt a sudden chill in his heart. In this way, if we calculate it backwards—is Lin Bo actually a creature from another world?

Zhao Nan shook his head, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "How could it be... this kind of speculation is too crazy."

He jumped up suddenly, frowned, walked directly to Sophia's room, and slammed on the door a few times.

The red dragon, who was as sleepy as the lazy cat, of course opened the door with a dissatisfied face, opened his eyes to see if it was his father or someone, and greeted him with a wide smile.

"Sophia, I always forgot to ask you, which historical dragon are you?" Zhao Nan asked straight to the point.

"The seventh era." Sophia thought for a while and said, "It should be this."

She stretched her waist, and said respectfully: "If my concubine's identity is not wrong, my lord father should be a creature of the eighth era."

Zhao Nan rubbed the center of his brows, subconsciously said: "Ji Yuan?"

"The abbreviation after the destruction of all civilizations in a world." Sophia said without any surprise: "The creatures on the ground probably don't know it. But the protoss understand through communication. Slowly."

She led Zhao Nan into the room, poured tea clumsily, waited by the side, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I also want to ask, has the eighth era started to kill gods?"

"Maybe once." Zhao Nan said with a wry smile, "I heard it was a war of hundreds of clans, but it has been passed down."

Sophia thought to herself, "That means you haven't really reached the point of killing gods, otherwise you will definitely be purged."

Zhao Nan looked up at Sophia suddenly, frowned and said, "Why can you act like you don't care about this kind of thing?"

Sophia smiled and said: "The purpose of killing gods is nothing more than to seize the power of the gods and achieve immortality. In every era, there are always a few people who are instigating the world for this goal. But for us star spirits Said that he exists here and already has eternal life, and there are almost no restrictions except that he cannot leave the star spirit world."

"After losing the most primitive desire, is there no goal..." Zhao Nan lowered his head and said to himself.

"Father may feel that this is like being raised in captivity." Sophia said: "But for the protoss, it is fine even if it is captive, but the world of the protoss is almost infinite, and no one knows where the end is. It doesn't matter if you can get out or not."

Sophia lowered her head and said, "After seeing the power of the gods, who would want to challenge that irresistible majesty again?"

Zhao Nan subconsciously said: "Maybe there may be."

Sophia shook her head, and said with clear eyes: "Even if there is, even if it succeeds, it's just that the old god has been replaced by a new god. History will still repeat itself."

Zhao Nan smiled wryly and said, "You can really enjoy watching."

Sophia said softly: "The concubine belongs to the slack faction, and I don't like to participate too much in this kind of thing. In fact, history is the same no matter where it is. There are also some demon kings, even in the star spirit world, who always hope to kill the gods again of."

"The devil..." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)