Here, except for the feeling of being uncomfortable to see those dark eye sockets, it is basically not much different from on Earth. After all, the faces of white dwarfs and earthlings are basically the same.

Even ordinary people have similar clothes in their clothes, and people who take off their armor will no longer have the fierce murderous aura.

Fang Dang and Chang Xiao walked around the street. When they walked to a square, they stopped at the same time. A light curtain was flashing in the sky above the square. One of the pictures was Princess Yunxing in costume sitting upright on the throne, arrogant and beautiful, looking down at the sentient beings under her feet, really like a king.

Chang Xiao curled the corner of his mouth slightly: "I decided, I stripped her naked and hung it on this square!"

Fang Dang frowned and said, "Just beat me up, strip it up and hang it up. This method is too cruel!"

Chang Xiao snorted coldly: "She humiliated me, so she will naturally have to pay the price."

Fang Dang ignored him. Fang Dang came here to take revenge on one hand, or even insignificant on the other hand. Fang Dang came here to collect the power of vitality, but he did not expect that the power of vitality here was so barren, so Fang Dang had to find some warehouses where white dwarfs store the power of vitality.

Chang Xiao and Fang Dang quickly separated from each other and went their separate ways at the intersection.

Fang Dang walked on this alien street, with crowds surging, Fang Dang was observing everything here carefully.

There are some tall plants on the streets, and the buildings on both sides of the road are even taller. Most of them are thirty or forty meters, and a building hundreds of meters high will appear from time to time.

The building pattern is similar to the buildings on Earth before it became ruins. They are both resource-scarce planets, and they are extremely pursuing the saving of resources. Therefore, the buildings built are square, without any special and unnecessary decorations and shapes.

There are some transportation vehicles running around on the wide road. These transportation vehicles are large pipes, which are suspended on the ground under the pipes, and there is no sound when they are started or run.

Each large tube can carry a hundred people, and it is quite stable and convenient to drive.

The sky gradually darkened, the street lights around became brighter, and the entire white dwarf became silent with the arrival of the night.

This is a planet with scarce resources, which is different from the stars Fang Dang has been to before. Even the Abbas mothership wandering in the sky is more energy-rich than this white dwarf.

Therefore, at night, most of the lights of the white dwarfs will be extinguished, and only the streets of the city still remain bright, and the vitality of the entire city will be drained and completely fell into a dead silence.

Although Fang Dang had just arrived at this planet, he still felt the anxiety of the planet that was full of vitality during the day and fell into the dead at night. This is a planet without a future, a planet that is slowly withering. The creator of this planet may have entered a state of dying in old age. Living on such a planet is like living on earth, the whole planet is moving towards death step by step.

Fang Dang now understands why the warriors of the White Dwarf Clan are so willing to die with the enemy. If they cannot bring back resources, their relatives and children will die one day or even a year earlier. The White Dwarf Clan is destined to be a tragic race.

Fang Dang couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, because he saw his own shadow on the white dwarf warriors.

The street was empty, and Fang Dang's figure seemed a little abrupt, so Fang Dang found a place to hide. Walking on such a star with exhausted vitality requires recent situations to control the vitality and reduce the consumption of the vitality.

Fang Dang knew nothing about the situation on this star, so he did not go directly to find a hotel to stay. Instead, he hid in the city garden all night and walked out of the alley after dawn.

Because the white dwarfs sleep early, the people here get up very early, and the genius is so bright that the whole city has regained vitality.

Only then did Fang Dang realize that the alley where he was hiding was actually full of cultivation halls. At this time, many children of all sizes gathered from all directions.

It can be seen that these children are quite happy, and each child is basically jumping and full of vitality.

The reason why they can be so carefree is that those adults use their shoulders to hold up the smashed sky above their heads.

A group of children ran through Fang Dang's body, accompanied by a burst of laughter like a copper bell.

There were also many teachers coming towards him. Their cultivation was not too high, so they could only teach these children. Fang Dang suddenly stopped and wanted to hear how the teachers of the White Dwarf taught magical powers, which was very helpful for understanding the magical powers of the White Dwarf warriors.

Fang Dang casually found a classroom outside the wall and listened carefully to the teaching.

To Fang Dang's surprise, the teacher was not talking about tactics and magical powers, but about life and death, survival, and about beautiful things in the world.

"Why will we fight in the future?"

"For family and friends, for countless beautiful things on this star!" the children spoke in a tender voice.

This teacher is a middle-aged man in his forties. His arm was broken and his breath looked very weak. This is a sequelae of the war. If the monk damages the origin, he will no longer be able to practice, and even his ability to self-destruct is lost.

In this case, sending these people here as teachers is also a purpose to use their remaining energy, otherwise, these people will really become useless people.

At this time, a child said, "If I can rob a lot of resources after I grow up, then will my grandfather not have to be sent to incinerate when he is old?"

The teacher was stunned when he heard this, his body froze slightly, and then his voice became low and said, "Send people who are older to incinerate and liberate the vitality of their bodies. This is something that none of us want to see. It is the deepest pain in our white dwarf clan's heart. Our goal is to change the white dwarf through the efforts of ten generations. At that time, the white dwarf will become a star with vitality. At that time, people do not need to prepare for war at any time, and everyone can truly live and work in peace and contentment. At that time, we do not have to go out to plunder, but just guard against the enemy's attack. At that time, children will not learn tactics and magical powers every day, and before night falls, countless lights will light up, and the entire white dwarf will become a bright ball of light. At that time, your descendants do not have to choose to commit suicide because they are old and become waste. At that time..."

The teacher said suddenly and exhaled a long breath and said, "At that time, everything will be the best. We are the sixth generation, and you are the seventh generation. Below you, with the efforts of three generations, our white dwarf will be completely turned upside down. At that time, everything will be fine..."

The children's eyes flashed with a bright luster.

The most important thing to ask someone to fight or even die is to tell him why he does this and make them agree with what they do.

Such teaching methods will naturally lead to warriors who are completely unafraid of life and death.

But you can't say that this teacher is wrong. For a race, there is no way to make such a choice. If you want to change your destiny, someone must sacrifice.

It is the most correct thing for race to use the lives of ten generations to exchange for a prosperous white dwarf, but it is a huge misfortune for individuals in these ten generations.

There is no right or wrong in this world. Life or death, humiliation or glory has nothing to do with right or wrong. Life is just a path, from beginning to end, that's all.

Fang Dang traveled around the city all day long, basically having a certain understanding of the city and white dwarfs. He knew the currency of the city, and the approximate price of goods. He also knew that identity control in this city was not too strict. Because of the high mobility of personnel, many soldiers never came back after leaving. Then he transferred young soldiers from other places to fill the gap.

The entire white dwarf is in a state of pathological excitement. They are ready to invade at any time. Because they do not invade or force them to seize, their lives cannot be maintained. Although the white dwarf is not big, the demand for the power of vitality is amazing. Every day, a large amount of vitality is fed to the white dwarf. Of course, these vitality forces of vitality will feed some of them, but it is unquestionable that a large amount of vitality is swallowed by the white dwarf and disappear without a trace.

Fang Dang became more and more sure that the white dwarf was either sick or injured, which required a lot of vitality to nurture life and protect himself.

Fang Dang found a restaurant, ordered a few dishes casually, and while eating, he was thinking about going there to find the power of vitality. Although Fang Dang was full of sympathy for the monks of this star, this did not mean that Fang Dang had let go of the power of vitality on this star. The warriors of the white dwarfs were also plundering other people's vitality. It is natural to be plundered. There is no right or wrong in the world of immortal cultivators.

The food here is delicious, but unfortunately there is no energy filling inside, and there is no sense of energy that explodes between the lips and teeth. Fang Dang feels a little regretful.

There are not too many diners in the hotel, but not too few. The business of this store is average, either good or bad. The boss is a tall and thin middle-aged man, who is also injured and has a very unstable state of cultivation. At this time, he had a look of sorrow on his face and looked a little lonely. He weakly commanded his two subordinates who were also disabled.

Fang Dang vaguely heard the conversation between the chef and the waiter in the kitchen. The boss was almost old. According to regulations, when the warrior who had lost his combat ability was at the age of fifty, he had to break down the vitality power on his body, so that the vitality power would return to the white dwarf and enter the next cycle.

It is precisely because he is about to be burned that this boss is so uninspired. If anyone wants to give up his family, children, and career, he will be like this boss, full of reluctance and melancholy.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared on a screen in the tavern.
Chapter completed!