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Chapter 30 The Blood Red Post

"I was just about to contact you. My brother who was leveling in Dragon Valley had just sent a message back, saying that after you left, someone started to squat and kill the mutant unicorn flying. I asked me to remind you that if you want to get the Tooth of Taotie, it is best to put down what you have at hand and go there!" This was the reply after hearing the message I wanted to go to Dragon Valley.

It was still in the form of a crow. The shield warrior looked like a few talents in my mind. So I naturally told Drushuibulu, "It was the shield warrior who told you? No matter what position he is, I will upgrade him to another level. This is a talent!"

There was no reply, but I knew he would definitely execute it. After a long time, Decailas dragged his tired body back to the top of the mountain and made an O gesture at the Son of God and others. This gesture was obviously telling the Son of God and others that someone was already squatting and killing the mutated one-horn flying!

Looking at the glory on the faces of the Son of God and others, I couldn't help but sigh that it was much more convenient to act on my own territory. At least I don't have to climb up and down for the sake of a bird news...

"Boss, what should I do now?" This was Monluna's voice. Often when she spoke, I had a deep reason to convince myself to look at her that suffocate. In the natural squeeze of its plump == bar, I could feel the damn hot breath ejected from the two small holes in the beak of the damn crow.

The Son of God breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows, "Since someone has already started to squat and kill the mutant one-horned flying, then we should find a place to wait for the real Taotie to appear!"

"When Taotie appears?" The worshiping God frowned slightly, "I heard that if you want to force Taotie to appear, you have to kill many mutated one-horned flying animals. I don't know when Taotie will appear. We have been waiting here? Don't go to other places to practice the level?"

The Son of God responded intently: "Of course we have to wait. We cannot be sure when Taotie appears. If Taotie refreshes when we leave, then our kung fu will be in vain? Sam, when this matter is done, I will naturally take you to level up!"

As one of the few masters in Europe and the United States, the Son of God naturally has its own unique features about leveling up. After getting his promise, his eyes lit up when worshiping God. He threw all his discomforts behind his head and said happily: "Thank you, boss, you have taken me to level up. Even if you stay on the top of this mountain for a few days, it doesn't matter!"

"Shapeful!" Monluna's muffled voice was exactly what I wanted to say in my heart...

The five of them may not feel tired if they stay here for a few days, but if I want me to turn into a crow and fly in the air, I will stay there for a few days when I screamed for no reason, then I will definitely become crazy. However, as the Son of God said, I have similar concerns. If I just left here and went to other places to fight for the autumn wind for some shit, and Taotie happened to be refreshed during that period, then I should hide in the toilet and cry!

But since I had to wait, of course I would find a labor-saving way to wait. So as Monluna's brows were stretched, I flew away from their heads. Perhaps it should be said that after I, a dead crow, had Monluna's brows relaxed!

The waiting time is always the most painful. Although I have been praying that Taotie will appear as soon as possible, the whole thing has been calm during the several hours of waiting. Not only Taotie did not appear, but even the curious people I thought might appear did not appear. Of course, then again, waiting time is not really that boring. The function of the link forum that has been activated in the game has finally made me who are waiting for something to do!

Not to mention, I haven’t visited the forum for a long time, and I really got a lot of information when I went shopping. What made me even more incredible is that I actually saw the reward posts of the pink killer in the forum posts. It seems that the high bounty rate is really high!

Seeing the water posts in the posts that have nothing to do with the topic, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. There are so many bored people now that they are chatting in hot posts established by others. What's more interesting is how can they find each other's topic points in so many replies? It should be a headache to make me rise and fall in such deep water.

I am a person who can visit forums, but I am definitely not a person who is patient in traveling forever in the forums...

This is why Feng Long often says that I can become a game expert is really strange, because he believes that a real game expert should be able to access the most comprehensive information of the game, and the most direct access to this information is the forum.

A game that is more popular means that the higher the popularity, the more popular it is, the more people often enter the forum. For games like life and death, you can imagine how refreshing the forum posts is basically in every move, and the posts displayed on the page are completely different. This is why I am surprised that I can see the reward posts of the pink killer!

Instead of replying to the reward post, I directly used the forum private chat function to send a message to the pink killer, telling her that the video of Wild Eagle robbing their mercenary group had been obtained, so she didn't need to spend any effort on it!

The Pink Killer's reply was very slow. When I visited several high-rise buildings, her message came. Although the number of words was not large, I could feel her joy.

But when I saw the content of the post I just clicked, I couldn't be happy at all...

This is a post called "Om...". When I first saw the name of this post, I clicked it because of my curiosity. I was curious about why such a post can turn blood red!

The content of the post is as follows: At 22:00 on September 18th, when I was excited about the dark gold equipment I got in the game for a few days, I suddenly heard a shocking, panic, and confused car whistle sound in my ears...

I was frightened silly. I believe that on this day, all people in Northeast China should have heard it, and were also frightened by such whistle sounds, because the whistle sound of cars was a burst, not a single sound, and not a car, but all cars, as if the cars of the whole world were venting their inner panic and palpitations because tomorrow is the end of the world...

When the sound of the whistle that lasted for half a minute returned to silence, when the cars nearby were shocked, and when some old men with a look of lamentation were walking down, I was full of doubts, wondering what day it was, wondering why these old men were honking their whistle together at this time, wondering the meaning of these whistle sounds. At that time, I even thought that these whistle sounds were to celebrate my dark gold equipment!

I am very naive, not only naive, but also very ignorant. This suddenly appeared after I heard my too-nostalgic words. My great-grandmother had just come back from outside before telling me this. At the same time, I also knew that she could not drive, but she got into a car and pressed the horn of the car vigorously. She said that the horn of the car she was sitting in at that time was the loudest, most powerful, and most loud... When talking about these, the great-grandmother looked indignant, and at the same time, a proud look flashed in her eyes, as if she had completed a great mission...

Indeed, she completed a great mission, and the mission she completed was to warn future generations with the howls radiated from the resentment of the past that all the unfairness and remnants...

She told me that the alarm bell-sounding activity of honking at 22:00 on September 18 has not been held for thirty years...

When my grandmother said such words, I suddenly woke up. What is the meaning of September 18th? Before that day, I read the Chinese history of my life that describes the war. I believe everyone has read it. Some compatriots who are more patriotic than me have further research. So I think everyone should be able to feel the innate imprint in their hearts, the imprint full of blood and tears!

I had these feelings on September 18th, but I didn’t come out because I believe I didn’t need me at that time. Everyone had the same feeling as me. Now that it has been so long, I came out. First, I want to wake everyone up again. Although hatred seems to be getting farther and farther away from us, please don’t forget two words, that is… alert, and something I have encountered recently may make you keep these two words in mind!

This is a drama, which plays a story that was born in any corner of Greater China more than 200 years ago... This story is closely related to the young generation more than 200 years ago: I will now use the protagonist of this story to explain this story to you...

I am a person who grew up in the Northeast EB. Although I have been singing "Big Sword Cut the Japanese Head..." since I was a child, and I heard the history teacher call Ming Ri people "Japanese Pirates" and "Drugs" very angry, and watching reports and exhibitions such as Unit 731, this did not affect my childhood view of Ming Ri.

I remember when I was a child, my classmates recorded the "The Place I Longest" column, and I filled in the Ming Ri. At that time, I thought Ming Ri's cartoons were very good, Ming Ri's small appliances were easy to use, and even Ming Ri's ninjas and kendo masters were my idols. When I was a child, I still remember the experience of imitating Ming Ri people's sword splitting with wooden sticks.

Gradually, people grew up. I had the opportunity to hear more about Ming Ri. Of course, there was a long history, the view of Ming Ri's domestic on Greater China, the strength of Ming Ri's economy, and the publicity of "friendly neighbors with water" that I often hear. It can be said that for a long time, I did not have any psychological alert or hostility towards Ming Ri, and even a little flattering yearning.

Of course, I have also heard of the history of the "Nanjing Massacre", "731 Bacterial Force", "Lushun Massacre" and countless Ming Ri people in the invasion, but I always think that those are gone, just remember them, why should I hold them and not let them go? Isn't it good to be friendly between the two countries? These have nothing to do with their generation of Ming Ri people... and so on and so on.

Later, I came from EB in the Northeast to S. Life in a foreign land gave me more opportunities to come into contact with different people and things, and also gave me the opportunity to think more deeply about some issues.

When I came to S, someone heard that you were from EB and often asked: "Do you hate Mingri?"

At that time, I would tell him as a Northeastern person: "The Northeastern people hate Mingri, they invaded us!" But what did I hate him specifically? I couldn't say it at all, because in my impression at that time, I did not accumulate any emotions, and I would only say this from the moral and legal level.

Until that day.

It was one night in the winter of 2000. I spent all night with a few good friends on a comic pub next to Fudan University. The one was quite famous. It was full of Ming Ri comics and other books, and the atmosphere was very good.

At this time, a waiter walked over with a headscarf on his head and asked respectfully, "Sir, can you talk?"

We welcomed him happily, of course, the sentence was polite and asked: "Where are you from?"

His answer was clever: "It doesn't matter where I am. Where I am, where I am. Where do you think I am?" Then he said in S words: "Who knows?" When he heard his friend say it was a gd person, he said in GD words: "Do you know me?" Then he said to me in northern tone Mandarin with the same bj words: "Where did you say?"

Due to his appearance and behavior, we all guessed that he was from the Ming Ri. He did not comment and smiled at us and said, "This is not important. Can I ask you a question?"

As he said that, he borrowed pen and paper from us, and then looked at me very seriously and said, "You are from Northeast China. Do you know a place if I ask you?"

Then he wrote two very beautiful Chinese characters fluently on the paper: "Fengtian". After writing it, he looked up at me and said, "It could have been the capital here, but unfortunately..."

I immediately felt that the visitor was not good, and maybe because he was facing foreigners, he aroused my feelings. I said to him seriously: "Sir, you wrote it wrong. There is no city called Fengtian anymore. The era when 'Fengtian' is called 'Shenyang' is called 'Fengtian' is gone forever."

He smiled and said, "That's not necessarily."

Then he drew a world map on the paper and said, "This is the world. Do you have any opinions on the world? No! Because you are a nation that is not enterprising. And we are not, our goal is not just Fengtian, Northeast China, or even Greater China. Our goal is..."

After a pause, he drew a big circle on the map with his pen, and then said with great strength: "The whole world!"

He was a bit like an idiot at this time. I smiled disrespectfully and said, "Who is the world belonging to is not defined by you. Everything has its own rules. Why do you say that Chinese people are not enterprising? Why do you look down on a nation with such a cultural heritage?"

"You are always talking about culture. I respect Chinese culture very much. I think I can't fully understand a little of it in my life. This is also the reason why I have been learning Chinese culture. But what about you? How much do you Chinese know about your own culture? I can even say that Chinese people understand Chinese culture, absolutely not as much as us people in the Ming Ri. What is the idea of ​​Confucianism? Why was Confucius and Mencius respected to such a high status? Who can say it?"

"Mean and benevolence are the essence of Confucianism!" I was confident to bring out the only knowledge about Chinese culture that I had at that time.

I was in a very complicated mood at that time. Yes, what should I ask more? Can I know? How many people in our generation are interested in Greater China's culture or even studied it? How can a person who doesn't even understand his own country's culture be worthy of the theoretical culture with others?

We immediately asked him a lot of questions about China to see if he really had some understanding of Chinese culture. What surprised us was: sub-great unification, prosperous Tang Dynasty, ethnic minority rule in the Yuan and Qing dynasties, and even the "stories of spring". All of these things can clearly and even thoroughly tell you the process and influence.

In our astonished eyes, he proudly said: "A nation that does not study its own culture is backward and ignorant. It is looked down upon by others." I immediately responded: "Are you Ming Ri people looked down upon by others? Don't forget what the status of yellow people in Europe and the United States."

"Have you been to Europe and the United States? Do you know Europe and the United States? If not, please don't make any judgments. I have lived in the United States for two years. I think I should have more say than you in the United States!" At that time, I was speechless and could only listen to him.

"Once I went to buy a jewelry, and I chose it for a long time. The waiter was very rude. When I told her that I was from Ming Ri, he immediately helped me choose it respectfully, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I thought you were Chinese!" This is respect, it is respect that you will never enjoy."

I gritted my teeth and said, "Do you think they really respect you? Isn't it because of the money of the Ming Ri people?"

"Even if it's for money, what's the matter? The fact is that people respect Mingri people, not only because of money, but also because Mingri is powerful, because Mingri people have higher qualities than Chinese people."

"Why do you say that Chinese people are of low quality? How many places have you been to?"

"I have been to more than a dozen provinces, and definitely more places than you have been to. Let me tell you why, I won't mention other places. The city I am in is S, which is the best city in China. But how about it? People like blind people do not look at traffic lights at all. When riding transportation, they squeeze around like crazy. They spit everywhere, and the younger generation insults on the streets. These are true, right?"

I was speechless again, and my friend received a message: "Some people are like this, but it doesn't mean everyone is like this. We sz people will not grab seats or cross the road."

"Oh? Is that true? Sorry, I haven't been to SZ, and if I have the chance, I will definitely go and see it." His expression became respectful. This was closer to my past views on the Mid Ri people. However, this did not last long.

"Quality, what is quality? Your children are all wrapped up by adults at home. They are afraid that their children will suffer. When I was young, my father asked me to get up at four o'clock every day to run. At that time, I didn't understand and hated him a little. But now, I am grateful to my father because of this kind of training that has led me to form a firm will. I have formed the spirit of the Ming Ri people. With such a poor foundation, how could there be a strong nation? When I was in the United States, two people were quit. One was a Ming Ri people and the other was Chinese. They were all under my control. Both of them were both.

I came to ask me, and they all said that I could do my current job and asked me to help. I didn't favor him because there was one of the people in the Ming Ri family. I asked them to do the same job, and whoever did it well would leave whoever would leave. Unfortunately, both of them were really not very skilled. I taught them how to do it at the same time and asked them to continue to do it well. The Ming Ri family listened to my every word seriously and did a good job in the end. But I didn't know what he did. In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I didn't treat him as a human being and shouted to him: 'Get out of here!'"

"It is undeniable that people with poor quality, but this does not represent everything. Do you mean that every Chinese is like this? Many of us work very hard and dedicated. Don't you see these things? "Work? What you Chinese are best at is exclusion each other. Do you know what a team is? You people from both places will look down on each other. Don't say that one team comes from various places. Chinese are the most disgusting nation. People from one place look down on another place everywhere. Looking at the sharp eyes of this Ming Ri person, I sighed in my heart. In fact, a lot of what he said is what I have always wanted to say, but as a Chinese, I can only theory with him with a complicated mood: "What qualifications do you have to say this? How much do you know about Greater China? Such generalization can only represent your own opinion!"

"I have studied the Chinese in the South and Chinese in the North, and I have also made similar reports to the Mingri government." He looked at me and said, "The people of Mingri look down on you more. You are real men who will unite to fight when encountering invasion. This has also caused us to suffer a lot. The Chinese in the South are smarter, and they will not be willing to be involved in sacrifice and hard work. So they are willing to develop their economy. But once there is a war, they will be the most susceptible slaves to subdue."

"You are not allowed to slander my compatriots!" I told him righteously: "You don't need to sow discord here. I admit that we Chinese have regional habits of exclusion, but we Chinese are still a united nation. Don't forget how your underworld and Japanese army was driven out of this sacred place by us Chinese in the face of our united front of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party!"

The change in Ming Ri people's face made me breathe a little, but his words followed made me stunned: "Don't think that the Chinese are united and great because of this. Koreans can donate gold to the government when the country is in trouble. Is it possible in your China??"

Yes, what he said is absolutely true! Is it possible? You can also imagine it yourself. If it were you, would you?

But I did not show weakness, I held my chest up and said, "We will not donate gold to the government, but we are willing to donate our lives to the country. I don't think you want to try again, right?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and Fang found a step and said, "No, everyone has their own ideas!"

He returned to the paper, pointed to the map and said, "I'd better introduce our Great Unification to you. This is the world. Fifteen years later, he will belong to us Ming Ri people!" He wrote on the paper in traditional Chinese: "Great Unification."

"We don't use traditional Chinese characters, sorry sir. Please don't write them anymore. We can't understand." We were very angry about his approach.

"It doesn't matter, it's actually part of your culture. You even gave up the words written by your ancestors." He said with a contemptuous smile. "Our country has a plan. The whole world is watching our cartoons, our TV series, and our electrical appliances. Many people are crazy about the sun. There are no more people in China? You are all exposed to external culture, and the Chinese are not interested in their own culture. When one day you wake up and show that everything around you is someone else's. It's too late to regret it! Naturally, one day, your country will become ours, because many of you have already recognized our things and our thoughts!"

How sad? What he said is indeed true. How many people around us are fascinated by the European and American things in the Ming Ri. There are even words like Ha Ri and Ha Han.

In Europe, the giants are boycotted by people as aggression of American culture. China's recent surveys include 47 Chinese children who think that McDonald is always a Chinese brand. What are the consequences? Although I am fighting back, I feel very uncomfortable. What is that feeling? Can you feel it at this moment?

...

The drama ended with the arrogant figures of the people who played the Ming Ri people and the depressed expressions on the faces of the Chinese. Thinking that more than 200 years ago, Ming Ri was an island country that was less than a province in our country, but now it has become one of the four major countries that compete with me on China. I suddenly realized that if it were not for the past two hundred years that there were still a large majority of our people in Greater China who were fighting for the rise of China, maybe we would have been slaves of the country at this moment!

No, I don’t want to be a slave to the destruction!

I am not a shout in the theater. Maybe I yelled it with everyone. Listen... Did you hear it... I don't think you have to come to the scene in person, you should also hear that passionate roar? Isn't this kind of shock of the blood spirit enough to make you tighten your heart?

Buzz...

The alarm bell keeps ringing. Although our Greater China now has a slightly stronger national strength than Mingri, we cannot relax...

Especially for young people in the new era, read history books a few times. I think you will be willing to treat every compatriot with kindness and do everything you should do. Although hatred is now sprouting again, in this warless period, no one wants you to resist guns and deal with the Ming Ri. As long as you are attentive, I think you can find what you can do. If you really can't find it, please join the Greater China Japanese Destroyer Team!

When I saw this post, I felt so upset and was slightly stunned, because I just said, "No one wants you to fight against the ghosts and guns", but a "Greater China Japanese Destroyer Team" came out here, which really made me confused!
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