In the beginning there was the Tao, and the Tao was with the gods.

The oldest and youngest among the gods is Cishi.

Ci's body is purple and gold, the light spreads to the nine heavens. She wears a crown with beautiful blond hair and a majestic appearance. She wears a necklace and a ring. She sits cross-legged on a lotus. A pair of colorful melodious birds sing for her gracefully.

Narrator: The lotus whiskers bloomed in a moment, and the fragrance lingered in front of the seat.

In an instant, a thousand years will pass.

The gods were delighted: "How wonderful! The most beautiful one among the gods has no disturbance in the three realms and is extremely free."

The lotus withered, and its petals fell in front of the seat. Ci opened her eyes lightly, her eyes as clear as the waves of the sea, then stood up and walked, walking among the lotus flowers, her figure was so graceful that it is indescribable.

I saw hundreds of millions of vast distances, the end of the human world, a blood-red color, like a black building that is about to collapse, the mountains are shaking, the gods are collapsing, monsters and monsters like Naga lizards are roaming in it, and the human world is wailing and shaking the sky.

When the earth moves, when it reaches the heaven, the stars shift, the rivers and rivers lose their color, and thousands of real Arhats lose their status, they all collapse into it. It is like tens of thousands of stars falling, tossed and turned. Hundreds of thousands of kalpas have never seen such a thrilling experience.

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Seeing the suffering in this final calamity, Mrs. Ci couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "I wish to go to rescue."

Strange words from the gods: "You are the prince of the heavens, the most beautiful among the immortal gods. Why have you fallen into a sea of ​​suffering? This is nothing more than self-evident cause and effect."

Ci made a wish to save him, raised his hand and waved, all the lotus flowers in the pavilions, ponds and gardens disappeared. With another wave of his hand, the lotus seat and the mesmerizing bird disappeared. Ci took off her pearl-and-gold crown and walked forward, and discarded the necklace around her neck. The brilliance around her gradually faded into the dark night.

It's so long that even the gods are frightened and uneasy when they see it.

Ci Shi walked slowly, entering the pool of blood every step of the way. All she saw was that she was haggard and no longer beautiful. Her heavenly clothes and ribbons were all stained, and her chest was dripping with blood. She was suffering from all kinds of signs. The gods saw it, and because of this

They were so sad that they burst into tears.

"Alas, the most powerful and beautiful among the gods actually did this. You bleed and die for the world, what do you want?"

Cishi said: "I ask for nothing."

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"The green palm branches undulated like waves amidst the cheers of the crowd. The Numidian cavalry held red bucklers in their hands. Under the bright sun, their shiny and dark skin shone with the pride and wildness of Africa. The people of the Far North were tall and tall.

, wearing the skins of bears and wolves, pulling tame goshawks and reindeer... The Nubians donated gold, the people of the East brought silk and pearls, and the Bedouins held spices, frankincense, cardamom, saffron and cloves.

Scattered on the ground, elephants and camels walked peacefully, the bow bags of the steppe cavalry were brilliantly embroidered, the steppe cavalry...well, it would be better to write about the Scythian cavalry...but how to spell Scythia?"

The gentle and melodious voice of a girl sounded in the small female soldier dormitory. On a single desk, she was writing in the oldest way, using a soft pen to write on a piece of white paper. The words she wrote

It was extremely strange. The black ink flowed out like an ancient spell in cursive script. The shadowless table lamp illuminated her dark, satin-like black hair, and her beautiful back looked extremely serious.

She pursed her lips and tried hard to resist the urge to use the "Gaia Chinese-Platonic" electronic translation, and her strokes unconsciously formed an ink dot.

"Forget it, that's it for the time being, everything is hard to be perfect..." She said softly, continued to read the verses she had written, and wrote them smoothly.

"He stood alone above the dancing music, with a laurel crown clasping his golden hair, a brooch set with hyacinth stones shining on Caesar's shoulders, a crimson shawl floating in the wind, and he exuded the fragrance of lilies and roses.

, as fragrant as sandalwood... He stretched out his arms that overturned all nations, as graceful as pine and cypress, a chained princess of a subjugated country, staggering in the triumphal procession, lamenting the misfortune of fate..."

"She stretched out her hands to the winner and cried out with tears, kind and wise king, why are two people with royal blood so different? Glory and shame..."

"Shit bag? Are you in the dormitory?" There was a knock on the door, and then the door was gently pushed open.

A young man of mixed race appearance stood outside her door, looking very reserved.

"Hey, Lancer, it's you!" She quickly put away her work, not wanting to be seen practicing Plato secretly, although he must not understand what she was writing.

She stood up lightly. Although she was wearing the blue-gray "Ranger Corps" mercenary daily uniform, she still looked tall and elegant. The flight class's dormitory in the base was like a capsule room, with only beds, wardrobes, tables and chairs.

Necessary furniture, but she illuminates this monotonous and narrow space like a ray of light.

"Can I come in?"

"Of course, you can."

"It's so late...what do you want from me?"

"Shitbag, I want to give you a gift... Oh, Xuanji, Xuanji."

This young man, who was only in his twenties, could not hide his inner nervousness under the shadowless desk lamp. His right hand secretly clenched a gift box, but he cleverly concealed it behind his uniform.

The black-haired girl showed a very incomprehensible expression. She was twenty years old, with a small and plump face, a beautiful and delicate nose under her fair forehead, and a pair of watery black eyes that looked as alert and intelligent as a deer in the forest.

She is the most beautiful Asian girl. Even if the Creator stands in front of her, she will be surprised and happy for His creation. Even if she does not apply makeup,

Wearing loose and ill-fitting daily uniforms, she still looks fresh and natural.

"A gift? Lancer, why did you suddenly think of giving me a gift?"

"Do you still remember what day it is today?" This medium-sized boy has a mixed-race delicate face, but he seems a little nervous.

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She thought for a while, smiled and shook her head.

"Today is the 12th anniversary of our acquaintance..."

"Haha, do you still need to give me a gift for this?" The girl raised her head and laughed. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, but her personality is unique to female soldiers. This contrast is quite charming.

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Her smile made the young man even more embarrassed. He quickly took out the gift and gave it to her, as if he was holding an electromagnetic pulse bomb that could explode at any time.

Any slight reaction from her could destroy his original careful plan. His mind was in chaos and he felt strongly uneasy about his weakness.

"Oh, thank you!"

She saw the ball-shaped packaging box that could be held in one hand, and it was covered with cartoon patterns of old airplanes. It looked very thoughtful and delicate. But she just responded briefly, and her attitude seemed a bit perfunctory.

"Open it this way."

Lancer thought she didn't know how to open this gift box with a flawless appearance, so he quickly opened it for her. After touching the button at the bottom, the round gift box slowly opened like a flower. The laser light ring at the bottom emitted

Under the control of the anti-gravity levitation magnetic field, a small custom-made aircraft model rises lightly in the blue-purple light. It is radiant in the dimly lit dormitory.

"Wow! This is my Ranger Falcon PX-08 fighter!" The liveliness and cuteness of the little girl in her nature was revealed, and this beautiful and strange scene was reflected in her black pupils.

She stretched out her hands to catch this exquisite model that was completely customized according to the Falcon fighter she had in the Sixth Army of the Rangers. On the linear wingspan of the Falcon fighter, there was written in beautiful cursive letters

Her name.

"Xuanji number?" She smiled, "Fortunately you didn't write 'shit bag number', which really surprised me."

"Shit bag! You're making fun of me again! Oh, no, no, Xuanji..." He was almost so nervous that he was incoherent, "You once told me that you don't have a fixed private fighter in the Ranger Corps. This

You are a little disappointed. So I can make it up to you in this way. Of course I can't provide you with a private fighter plane, but I can order a model fighter plane for you. I regard this as the twelfth anniversary of our acquaintance.

A gift for you... I hope you like it."

"Oh..." Xuanji looked at the well-made Falcon single-person fighter in her hand, with no special expression on her face. Although it was not big in size, with the exquisite packaging full of high-tech, it must be expensive. She was speculating.

A male friend gave her a gift to commemorate their 12th anniversary.

Seeing that she didn't express anything, Lancer felt that things were not as smooth as he thought. He felt cold in his heart and instinctively wanted to retreat. He was not a particularly determined person and was extremely shy.

He looked at the surrounding environment with some embarrassment. This was a typical soldier dormitory. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a small cell. The glass window on the desk window was just a high-simulation three-dimensional landscape window. The soldiers at the bottom were like ants.

Or they live densely like rats in the base's underground dormitory area dug through the asteroid rock formation. As pilots, rangers also enjoy single-room dormitories. Although single-person shower rooms and other facilities are available, it is as crowded as a capsule hotel.

There was only enough room for the two of them to stand side by side. If they stretched out their hands and feet, they would bump into the closet. When he came, Xuanji seemed to be writing at the desk equipped with this highly simulated three-dimensional window. She didn’t know what she was writing, but she

I chose a beautiful scenery of snow-capped mountains, grassland and gurgling streams as decoration. It should be a very poetic and picturesque content.

"Shit bag, can I take some of your time? I want to walk around the large floor-to-ceiling windowsill, can you talk to me?"

He plucked up the courage to invite her to talk together, thinking: I can't confess to the girl I like in such a bad environment, the memory will be very bad.

"It's very late, lights out." She put the model airplane on her desk as a unique decoration.

"It's very leisurely here, so we never turn off the lights according to strict schedules. I see many people are still watching dramas." He was a little anxious and started to blush.

"Okay..." She smiled. She wanted to see what he, who had always been weird, wanted to do.

The two walked out of the Ranger dormitory area and walked upstairs through the elevator, with the tacit understanding of acquaintances and friends.

"Oops! Wrong! 'Sands Base' is such a shabby base. It doesn't even have automatic intelligent instructions! It all relies on brain memory. In such a big place, the aisle lighting is so dim, I can remember everything!"

Lancer, who had taken the wrong path, complained, and they had no choice but to go back and stand on a small elevator at the other end and quickly ascend to the upper floor. This is an old Gaia asteroid base built 2 centuries ago.

It does not adopt the most popular spindle fan-shaped design, which can lead to advanced designs in various areas as quickly as possible, nor does it spend huge sums of money to terraform the asteroid it is located on, so the entire base will be extremely comfortable and pleasant, even decorated with green trees and red flowers.

Environment. It is a huge hard-shell bunker, simply and crudely covering an asteroid with a diameter of less than 100 kilometers in the FF Aquila star system, and it has established strange attachments within half a century.

The architecture makes the whole base look like a strange puzzle piece.

When the two of them finally arrived at the large floor-to-ceiling window sill area very close to the officers' mess on the top floor, because there was an extended transparent dome and 12-meter-high floor-to-ceiling glass windows, it was considered a safe place in the old space base that was generally extremely crowded.

It’s a beautiful scene.

"Ah! What is this?"

Xuanji looked at the strange scenery outside the several hundred square meters of glass curtain wall with some surprise. Unlike the peaceful deep black space she saw when she last came here, this time there were layers of yellow suspended in outer space.

The cosmic dust like sand and mist is hazy like a special space landscape painting, with a strange and gorgeous beauty against the black space background.

"This is why the NGC 2547 base is called 'Golden Sands'!" Lancer also looked at this spectacle in amazement. "The Aquila FF mining area 200 years ago had the largest output of 'water concentrate' at that time.
To be continued...