When I opened my eyes, there were two people in front of me.
Feng Jiuyou’s first sentence was:
"The Hall of Valor is yours."
The second sentence is:
"Wanting to return is as difficult as ascending to heaven."
Su Mu had a painful expression on his face:
"Oops, old man, I have a headache, stop talking, I feel uncomfortable."
Feng Jiuyou laughed strangely:
"Waguang, your Highness has an old habit. Loosen his bones. Remember, there should be no gaps between each bone...!"
Su Mu immediately felt refreshed:
"You feel better all of a sudden?"
Feng Jiuyou snorted, still looking the same as before, lying on the chair without any image at all, and he didn't know when he had another erotic magazine in his hand.
The corners of Feng Heguang's eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Su Mu saw this scene, and his mood suddenly became very complicated.
No matter from any aspect, the wind and light can be said to be the most perfect. All the words of praise can be described to the extreme, and they will probably not be inconsistent at all when used on him.
In a sense, the education Feng Heguang received was the real, traditional, orthodox education of the Feng royal family.
The orthodoxy of this royal family is far different from that of the Hongwu and Zhu families.
The Hongwu and Zhu family were already the most powerful and noble royal family on earth.
Then, in front of the Feng Royal Family, that kind of difference should probably be equivalent to...!
Today's China, and the village chief of a small village in a small remote country during the Dark Ages of Europe in the fifteenth century.
It was the kind of era where nobles slept with pigs.
Feng Heguang's appearance, demeanor, and even appearance and figure made Su Mu feel sour in his heart.
This bastard is a bit too cool, isn't he?
Not only is there no sense of inconsistency between the height of two meters and the figure, on the contrary, it is extremely perfect. It seems that a person's height should be two meters by nature.
Are you 1.8 meters tall?
Sorry, that's your fault.
Go ahead and feel inferior.
And that face has one nose and two eyes. Mao's face looks like a work of art with the ultimate beauty, but something doesn't look right about mine?
The most irritating thing is his long hair that hangs down to his waist, which is a full meter long. It is pitch black and shiny, and it looks like the ultimate boss from the movie "Final Fantasy VII".
Sephiroth is the same.
If only I had a long knife and a cloak in my hand, with Su Mu's aesthetics...!
It's not impossible to change your sexual orientation. Of course, it can only be attacked to the maximum extent possible.
Mom, what the hell am I thinking?
Su Mu shook his head hard.
More than ten years of mixed doubles stick education are still very effective.
Seeing Su Mu's soft submission, Feng Jiuyou continued:
"Your master and I are actually just your protectors, and we cannot be regarded as the royal family's orthodoxy."
Su Mu sighed:
"Old ghost, Master, please stop talking nonsense. You won't say... you want me to inherit your legacy or something, right?"
Feng Jiuyou knew his character and smiled lightly:
"Do you know what the Hall of Valor is?"
Su Mu had a matter-of-fact expression:
"Of course, I've even met Su Youyang, do you think I know?"
"Ancestor Yang? Haha, there is the ancestor of the Su clan...? He was back then...!"
Feng Jiuyou shook his head gently:
"Do you know that in order to save him back then, the Qinglong clan gradually declined."
"The Ark of the Empire was originally the last resort prepared by the Feng clan. It could only be controlled by the direct blood descendants of the Feng clan. However, after the fall of the empire and the 100,000 years of escape, the direct descendants of the royal family lost power and were completely ignored by the four major clans.
Few people know that there is still a royal family, and that the temple has replaced the royal family. The blood descendants will control the temple, and your ancestors will be reduced to breeding machines."
"The name Hall of Valor is actually not the official name of the Ark."
"It is just the name of the sacrificial hall on the Ark, which is used to honor the heroic spirits of the empire. It later spread as the four major tribes carved up territory on the earth and harvested soul energy."
Feng Jiuyou looked at Su Mu, his eyes becoming deep:
"My dear grandson, do you know what the Hall of Heroes represents?"
Su Mu rolled his eyes fiercely.
I know what else do I need you to do?
Feng Jiuyou sighed softly and then said:
"You can think of it as a space station where people can live, but it has eternal power and can travel in the universe. In fact, it is a... city-state."
"City-state? Vatican?"
Su Mu's question obviously irritated Feng Jiuyou:
"Heguang, let him see the inheritance left to him by his ancestors."
Feng Heguang nodded extremely respectfully, then raised his hands.
A black triangle the size of a table tennis ball appeared in his hand, and then gently fell to the ground.
Bada.
The triangle cracks.
A curtain of light suddenly enveloped the entire room.
Su Mu was stunned.
Three-dimensional holographic imaging?
Not unusual.
There are a lot of science and technology museums here.
But then he was dumbfounded.
In front of you is a dreamy and vast starry sky.
And he seemed to be in the starry sky, observing everything from God's perspective.
As the holographic screen changed, gradually, planets passed in front of him from far to near.
That feeling is not exciting yet.
Because the largest of these planets is no more than the size of a washbasin, it doesn't feel shocking.
but……!
A light spot suddenly appeared in front of Su Mu's eyes.
The light spot was first the size of a soybean, and then slowly flew towards him.
When the light spot became the size of a ping pong ball, Su Mu finally saw it clearly. It was a black pyramid suspended in the starry sky.
As the camera slowly zooms in.
A breathtakingly majestic building appeared.
Su Mu only felt his whole body tightening. He stared at the pyramid getting closer and closer with dumbfounded eyes, and could no longer close his mouth.
This behemoth, completely black, stood right in front of him.
With a breath that makes one's soul tremble and suffocate, it rushed towards him.
Getting closer.
That feeling is simply indescribable.
All adjectives are so feeble.
Like a hill? Like a big mountain?
Even Mount Everest is just a speck of dust in front of you.
His vision kept approaching this suspended majestic city, and gradually, Su Mu was overwhelmed by him.
When approaching from far away, the speed feels very slow.
But when he got really close, Su Mucha felt the terrifying speed of movement.
Just like when a spacecraft is in outer space, the earth seems to be stationary.
But entering the atmosphere...!
The terrifying black pyramid slid past him at a speed exceeding ten times the speed of sound.
Even so, it took more than five minutes.
Su Mu's brain immediately shut down.
He only needed to do a little calculation to understand how terrifying this majestic city was.
The gentle voice of wind and light sounded in his ears:
"The Empire Ark No. 1 is shaped like a triangle with four sides, a side length of 999 kilometers and a height of 333 kilometers. It is divided into nine floors, each floor is 30 kilometers high. The reserved resources, plus advanced
The synthetic technology can meet the living requirements of no more than 100 billion people for 500,000 years."
Click!!
Su Mu looked at Feng Heguang in horror and asked stammering:
"Now... how many people are there?"
The sounds of wind and light are always so gentle:
"The number of direct clan members of the four major clans does not exceed tens of millions."
Su Mu breathed a long sigh of relief, but Feng Heguang said again:
"The electorate does not exceed 100 million."
Su Mu's mouth moved.
"The number of noble people does not exceed one billion."
Su Mu's whole body twitched.
"For civilians... it should be around 50 billion."
Su Mu rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fell straight down.