Chapter 318

2021-10-14

ask for a   day off

Since there are so many things to do today, the psychological survey at noon, return The dormitory is a little too much. There is also a national defense education class in the evening, Gan.

I plan to spend the remaining time sorting out Super God.

Take advantage of this leave letter to say a few questions.

Kesha didn't really die. On the contrary, Great Xia's sudden insertion prevented her from resurrecting like the original.

The Great Xia is not stronger than the angel civilization, or even much weaker. To put it ugly, the Great Xia fleet can't beat the angels on the frontal battlefield.

It's not that the firepower is insufficient, but the angel can directly rewrite the law. Although it is not permanent and has many restrictions, it is enough to deal with the fleet.

In the end, I will not engage in any conspiracy theories and deliberately discredit angels. I am also very upset about the arrogance and arrogance of angels, but I don't hate their behavior.

The angelic justice order is indeed very fucking for a powerful civilization, but it is undeniable that this is another kind of peace. Standing in a powerful civilization is an evil, but standing in an inferior civilization is paying attention to a beautiful order.

Although angels are very domineering and arrogant, they will not bully the weak, slaughter and destroy them. Angels are very extreme from the human point of view, but there is nothing wrong with the angels point of view.

Looking at things from the perspective of God, it's actually fine in itself, but you can't selectively just look at one side and ignore the other.

Angels are not evil, but the destruction of angel civilization is in the best interests of Great Xia.

If some book friends who like angels look uncomfortable, then I can only say sorry.

There is an essential conflict between the justice order of angels and Great Xia, and both sides are like fire and water.

Finally, I want to tell those book friends who want to have two tricks with me, the times have changed. Whoever fights these days is just playing with guns, and it happened that I was shooting.

Me, Shrimp, one shot and one book friend.

(End of this chapter)