Chapter 43

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"In other words, on this planet, humans and spirit beasts... belong to the same origin?" A Rou said with a strange expression.

"Count as half the same kind," Nan Feng said.

"After all, animals and humans that were not affected by the Dragon God's aura mutation have already been naturally eliminated in the countless times of the past."

"Just like humans now, thousands of years, or ten thousand years, or tens of thousands of years later, Spirit Masters will become universal."

"Universal?" A Rou was stunned.

"What about those ordinary people?"

"Ordinary people? Extinct," Nan Feng said.

"Those ordinary people you saw along the way who have no spirit power and only martial souls will, in the future, be naturally eliminated like the humans and animals that were not affected by the Dragon God's aura mutation in the past."

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest. As more and more Spirit Masters appear, ordinary people will naturally disappear slowly.

It's the same principle as poverty not lasting three generations. It's not that people who have been poor for more than three generations become rich, but that people who have been poor for three generations simply can't marry a wife and are directly extinct.

On the Douluo Continent ten thousand years later, Spirit Masters have already become universal.

As for what some people say, without the Spirit Hall, no one will help awaken martial souls, and they need to sell themselves... are they brain-dead?

Any organization is a product of the times. Before the Spirit Hall appeared, various tribes and small countries on the Douluo Continent had their own martial soul awakening ceremonies. Otherwise, before the Spirit Hall appeared, there were no Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent? Don't engage in personality cults. Everything is a product of the times. The Spirit Hall does have a positive effect on promoting the progress of the Douluo Continent era, but this is the result of the efforts of thousands of Spirit Masters, not the credit of his Qian Daoliu family.

The Great Wall was not built by Qin Shi Huang; it was built by the grassroots masses of that era. The Xiongnu were not beaten down by Emperor Wu of Han; it was fought out by thousands of soldiers with their lives.

The new era is not the credit of one great man; it is piled up by the corpses of thousands of martyrs.

Those who go all over the mountains and plains to awaken martial souls are grassroots Spirit Masters, not his Six-Winged Angel family. Those who clean up evil Spirit Masters and force those scum into the City of Slaughter are the result of the efforts of all Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent.

On the contrary, if it weren't for the Qian family's selfishness, thinking of their high and mighty position, and always preventing the war between Star Luo and Tiandou, the Douluo Continent would have stepped into a unified new era long ago.

Everything has two sides. The Spirit Hall has existed for twenty thousand years, and the Douluo Continent has almost stayed in place. Tang Shen Wang has been in power for thirty thousand years, and Douluo Xing has stepped into the interstellar era.

If all the credit for the development of Spirit Masters in the past is added to the Spirit Hall, to his Qian family, then wouldn't the Douluo Continent's entry into the interstellar era be Tang San's credit alone?

The progress of the era is the result of everyone acting together, not whose credit it is just because they stand in a high place.

If even this cannot be understood, then it is really true to that sentence: the whip on the head can be cut, but the slavery in some people's bones cannot be broken. Facing oppression, what they think of is whose master's whip is lighter.

Damn! Can't they stand up? Can't they be a person? Must they be a dog?

Always grateful, grateful your mother's head! The one who raised Spirit Masters is not his damn Qian family, nor his damn Spirit Hall, but the billions of suffering masses exploited and oppressed by the Spirit Master class!

Whether it is the Spirit Hall, the two great empires, the Seven Great Sects, the Eight Great Families, Spirit Masters, or nobles, they are all blood-sucking mosquitoes riding on the heads of the billions of suffering masses on the Douluo Continent!

"..."

"Mom, my head is so itchy."

Listening to Nan Feng's long speech, Xiao Wu felt that she was going to grow a brain! "Teacher..."

Hu Liena, who joined halfway, looked at Bibi Dong, who came to watch, with a dumbfounded expression.

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched.

Why look at her? She never thought she was a good person. Only an idiot would put a bunch of saintly requirements on her.

As a villain in the story, she is not a good person. Isn't this damn normal? Could it be that she still has to be a moral benchmark like the righteous protagonist? If she were righteous everywhere like the righteous one, she wouldn't be a damn villain! And, as Nan Feng said, entering and exiting is a crime, is entering and exiting noble?

Living in this world, who is cleaner than whom? "But... why does he even curse himself?" Hu Liena said with a strange expression.

Isn't Nan Feng also a Spirit Master class supported by ordinary people?

"There are children present today, so he cursed lightly," Bibi Dong's face was a bit unnatural.

Nan Feng cursed even more fiercely in his dreams before! The theme can be summarized as: everyone is an idiot, and this world is a big fight of idiots!

"Only by becoming an idiot can one understand an idiot and change an idiot," Nan Feng said.

"It doesn't matter if you were an idiot before, but now, in the future, don't be a damn idiot again." "Temporary idiocy is normal, but being an idiot for a lifetime makes you a real idiot."

"..."

"Idiot... what does it mean?" Xiao Wu said weakly.

A Rou was also dumbfounded.

After listening for so long, she could only guess that this was not a good word.

"The concept of an idiot is broad. Anyone can be called an idiot, as long as you don't like him," Nan Feng said.

Xiao Wu nodded. "In other words, you can also be..."

Thump! Nan Feng raised his hand and gave a brain collapse, directly hitting Xiao Wu to the ground holding her head.

"This adjective 'idiot' can only be said when you are stronger than the other party. Otherwise, once it is said, you will become a big idiot!"

"Remembered?"

Xiao Wu raised her head, tears in her eyes, staring at Nan Feng with unconvinced eyes.

You big idiot! "Oh yo?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Still not convinced?"

"Mom!" Xiao Wu plunged into A Rou's arms, tears flowing uncontrollably.

"Finding mom is useless," Nan Feng grabbed Xiao Wu.

"Ask you, are you unconvinced?"

Xiao Wu wiped her tears, stubborn. "Unconvinced!"

Thump! "I'm convinced!!" Xiao Wu burst into tears.

"Don't hit me! I'm convinced, you are the boss!"

"Don't be convinced in words but not in heart," Nan Feng shook his head.

"Xiao Wu, you have to understand, I am definitely not a mediocre person who is stuck in false morality. I have never minded bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak."

"Convinced! Really convinced!" Xiao Wu looked submissive.

"You are the boss, I will listen to you in the future, I won't curse you."

"Very good, but don't use social words like boss to address me," Nan Feng put Xiao Wu on the ground, touched her rabbit head, and a flash of light passed, eliminating her pain.

"Then what should I call you?" Xiao Wu touched her forehead that was still swollen.

How magical! "You can call me, Godfather," Nan Feng said seriously.

"Godfather?" Xiao Wu was stunned.

"Then who is the Godmother?"

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched, and she glared at Nan Feng threateningly.

Don't pull your broken things on me!

"Ahem!" Nan Feng coughed twice.

"Our Godmother is named, Failure!"

"？？？"

Xiao Wu was dumbfounded. "Why?"

"Because, failure is the mother of success!" Nan Feng said.

"The road is tortuous, but the future is bright, the darkness is about to pass, the dawn is in front of us, our cause will surely win the final victory!"

(End of chapter)