Chapter 85: Philadelphia Story (III)

The same story, if you tell it from different people, will naturally have completely different plot structures and bloody creations. The story with the most secret in the last thirty-six Constitutional Calendar and in fact the most influential story is also the most influential one. In this regard, it is also the most indifferent story.

——The Grand Normal from the Empire, along with the Federal Scientific Expedition Spaceship, came to the Federation on a spaceship even earlier, thus leading to countless magnificent scenes, bloody and messy, tears flowing down, and a terrifying scene.

Feng Yu, a genius student in the genius master named Hua Jieyu, of course, should not be named Feng Yu, and he has never mentioned these things to the ignorant apprentice at the mine pit. However, Xu Le once heard Huai Cao's poem mention some memory fragments, and the literary style of the white-clothed naked legs also told this story. Whether it is His Royal Highness the Empire Princess or the Master, the angle chosen when telling this story is naturally completely different from the protagonist telling today.

The following is the story told by Li Pilfu, the most famous student of the empire's predecessor, who is also the man he hates the most and is also the most irreplaceable war god of the Federation:

At that time, we were still very young. I don’t know which starry sky the young man who was not much older than us fell from. I only knew that he had taught us some wonderful things, and then I realized that he was an imperialist.

What is an Empire? When was the federal scientific research ship bombarded into pieces by the imperial warship artillery fire? Because it was not known to us at that time. Even if we knew it, we, who were still young, would not have too much family hatred.

Too young is not an excuse, but a fact.

Speaking of this, I have to mention another student of the teacher. He is my brother, your teacher. You are used to calling him an uncle, but you should know that he has many identities. In fact, just like the three words Li Pifu, which is about to be engraved on a tombstone for consumption, his name is not very important, and I still call him Li Yu like when I was young.

After talking about Li Yu, let’s talk about this era that is a bit old, and I feel that the story is somewhat vague.

In his opinion, our teacher was a pacifist traveler who had just made an incredible star journey because of his curiosity.

I admit curiosity, but I don't admit so-called pacifism, especially when many years later, I know that the so-called seed plan actually came from his brain.

I don’t know how many years my teacher has traveled around the Federation, how many places I have been to, how many people I have met, why I ended up staying in the wildlife reserve in Philadelphia and taught us two brothers for so many years. I only know that life was really good in those years, and I even forgot that he was an imperialist.

However, the war broke out eventually, and the teacher took us to the empire on a spaceship, and spent another wonderful time in the empire.

In fact, I have to admit that in the future, the 17th Division can achieve more results than other federal troops, which must be attributed to this. I have been to the Empire, and I know that Empire, and my teacher once taught me many things about the Empire.

Another thing that must be admitted is that in the future, Li Yu was able to finally develop a blue-ray instrument with the teacher's first idea, and finally successfully use the spacecraft benchmark chip to successfully create a camouflage chip, which is also inseparable from the teacher's teachings.

But we are federal people.

The Federation and the Empire are fighting. We are orphans in the Empire, or leave, and are also orphans wandering in the universe. I don’t like wandering, I don’t like empires.

Only with comparison can there be love and hate. When you have been in the Federation and the Empire, you should be very clear which side is more suitable for human life.

But my brother is different. He can't find his own home. The ideal place that does not exist at all. He hates the Charter staring at his every move. He hates the families hidden behind federal history. He is too arrogant and even a little narcissistic. He thinks he can change these things.

He is a genius, and the problems that the teacher has not solved, he has solved them all. He no longer needs to pretend to be a Bermuda returner, he can play any role he wants to play.

However, the contradiction did not intensify at that time, because it was just a difference in concepts and did not involve something truly important, such as life and death.

Schiller once said that except life and death, other things in the world are nothing more than nothing. I lived to be eighty-eight years old before I gradually understood the true meaning of this sentence.

The story becomes intensified, and it is also a story about life and death.

Where should the story in this story start?

It should start with me returning to the Federation.

As mentioned earlier, I am a federal person and the federal person is fighting against the empire. What choice should a federal person make?

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The precious selenium-rich hot spring water drawn from the foothills of Philadelphia slowly flows through the rice fields and fish ponds along the natural water pipes built from old bamboos, passes through the green wall stone courtyard, sneaks into the corners of the eaves, and then flows into the rough stone pool about seven or eight square meters. The heat flows slowly like a white dragon, evaporating from all directions, blurring the view of the room, just like the so-called truth many years ago.

Very few people are qualified to enter this manor on the shore of Lake Philadelphia. Over the years, there are probably only the lady in the back mountain of Mochou, but the lady must have taken off her clothes and bathed naked. So thinking that she was the only person who had the honor of entering this pool in many years, Xu Le began to feel a little nervous. As a federal person, how glorious it would be to be able to bathe in a spring with Lord God of War.

The ordinary military green towel was tightly tied to his right hand, rubbing out a few white foam. Xu Le held the old man's thin shoulder with one hand, and steadily wiped the old back in front of him with a steady and vigorous force. The wrinkled and undying skin in front of him. The previous nervous glory faded. Looking at the thin and bone-skinned old body in front of him, for some reason, he felt extremely sad.

"I'm a federal person, too."

After hearing the old man’s question, Xu Le lowered his head and thought for a moment, put his right hand into the slightly hot spring and swung it. He continued to wipe the old man’s back hard, and replied seriously: “In that case, of course, you should choose to join the army and resist invasion.”

Li Pifu, who was soaked naked in the milk soup, no longer had any image of the heroic martial arts in the federal promotional video. He was just an ordinary shriveled old man, his silver hair was wet and entangled in the same place, and he looked even more embarrassed.

The old man coughed a few times in pain, and then continued with a hoarse voice:

"I thought so at the time."

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The story after that actually started in the decades, do you understand the four words "Not good"? It's probably a simplified version of the federal proverb. I'm used to saying this because the teacher taught the imperial language that he had similar words in the context, and then talked about the teacher. Because in the next few decades, the teacher, no, Hua Jieyu, the teacher, had been helping the two imperial emperors invading the Federation, and I didn't have much to do. I joined the army, starting from an ordinary soldier of the 17th mechanic, squad leader, platoon leader, company commander, battalion commander, regiment commander, regiment commander, and division commander...

I have never been a deputy. This fact sometimes makes me feel proud in the military camp, but sometimes when I think of this kind of capital of pride, it is just taught by an imperialist, and pride often turns into ridicule.

So I worked harder, or even more desperately, on the front, on the battlefield, on the rear, in my interactions with those politicians, I restrained all my shortcomings and concealed all my loopholes, just to stand at a higher position and have more power to completely drive away that ridicule.

The situation in the federal state was very dangerous at that time.

Very dangerous.

In Xilin, in the Empire Star Domain, I also encountered many dangers, and then I did the most dangerous thing, that is, at the critical moment of the great defeat, I fought back like a madman and killed the Empire Emperor.

Xu Le, you have been crazy, you know that this kind of thing is often based on luck.

I was lucky at that time.

I fought many battles in the army, my partner and subordinates died a lot, and I thought the Federation also paid a lot, but it was completely incomparable to this matter.

It seems that I, Li Pilfu, have done the whole life to kill the imperial emperor.

This is really boring.

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"No one dares to think that m37 Qianli assassinating the Emperor of the Empire... is just a boring thing." Xu Le lowered his head and whispered in disagreement: "If this is also boring, can I make me bored several times?"

"Little guy, killing is just a means." Lipuff said with a husky and happy smile: "What humans need is often just a result."

"Of course, that result was very good, it's related to luck."

"But from another perspective, my luck was not very good at that time."

"Because when I had red eyes, forgot life and death, forgot the flying trajectories around the mecha, the screaming imperial mecha, and even forgot that I was called Lipuff, I only knew that when I smashed the middle-aged man under the black hibiscus into minced meat, I didn't notice that the Imperial Master was also by his side."

"He is Hua Jieyu, and he is my teacher. He taught me a strange ability to tremble all over. Many years later, I used this ability to kill him."

"My teacher is a very beautiful black-haired man with a pair of eyes that turn faster than the stars, but at the last moment, at the moment before his death, the eyes staring at me through the light curtain, did not turn at all."

In the pool full of hot mist, the war god Li Pifu slowly told the story of killing the master. Although his words were as calm as usual, his thin body suddenly stiffened, and the hot spring water surface that was invaded by faint ripples became calm in an instant.

Xu Le was wiping his right hand on his back, but he also froze.
Chapter completed!