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Chapter 41 Can I kill you first?

Listening to Fang Zheng's story, Jiang Tingting, Jiang Yifei, and Jiang Wen all looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling a little unbelievable.

They all had the same understanding: this blurry, scary-looking cube-shaped man was a person who still maintained his kindness.

Jiang Wen remained expressionless, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling sad.

Once upon a time, Jiang Wen was also a passionate young man who loved to stand up for the weak and hated evil.

But in this world, there is not so much kindness to squander.

During thousands of years of cultivation, Jiang Wen has traveled across most of the universe and seen a lot, which gradually made him disheartened and less concerned about anything other than his own people.

On the Big Dipper and in the entire starry sky, humans, demons, ancient races, and those rare special life races have been hunting each other and using each other as food since ancient times.

Not to mention the fighting between different races, even among the same human race, it is the same.

As the saying goes, the accent changes every ten miles, and the customs change every three miles.

As human beings, conflicts between people are often much more cruel than the life-and-death fights between different races.

Whether it's for territory, fame, or wealth...

Country to country, clan to clan, city to city, village to village...

No matter how small the unit, conflicts are inevitable.

Even among members of the Jiang family, all kinds of despicable and dirty fights are happening all the time.

Who among all intelligent beings does not carry the burden of love, hate, and emotions?

Whether it is the human race, the demon race or the ancient race, they all have their own heroes and villains.

There are many different heroes among them, who can lead the tribe to greatness and even enable different races to achieve cooperation.

The evildoers among them kill and rob their own people, rape and plunder, and commit all kinds of evil; they also hunt and kill other races at will, and eat them as food for their growth. This is extremely common.

Billions of races in the universe have always been like this.

They have always been competing and fighting each other to the death, being each other's enemies and food.

The vast starry sky is so cruel. If you have something, it means I don’t have it anymore.

Therefore, the killing must take place!
Must go snatch it!
Only by killing all enemies and extinguishing their life force can you take the treasure for yourself!
Only then can you swallow the enemy's corpses, plunder everything from him, and become stronger and stronger!
Even though throughout history, after every great emperor and ancient king attained enlightenment, the universe would usher in a period of peace, but that was only general peace.

For the great emperors and ancient kings, the entire universe is their territory.

They take the initiative to stop those large-scale interstellar wars.

But even they would never care about the fighting that takes place on every planet with life in the entire universe, in different countries, and among different sects.

They don't care about those small conflicts that happen every minute and every second throughout the universe, which only cause the death or injury of hundreds of trillions of lives in the time of an incense stick.

After all, apart from the Great Emperor Amitabha, which great emperor or ancient emperor did not personally kill countless enemies on the road to enlightenment? Their blood was enough to fill the ocean and their heads piled up into mountains.

"that……"

Fang Zheng looked intently at the dragons on the table and asked again, somewhat uneasily, "Your cries sound rather unpleasant, but I sense you're quite angry. So, you must be intelligent, right? What do you think of me?"

"If I let you go now, can you live a good life and not kill people or other intelligent races?" Listening to Fang Zheng's words, the five dragons on the table stopped struggling and remained silent.

After a moment of silence, one of the dragons, which had blood marks on its body that had not yet fully healed, opened its mouth and made a faint sound like a cat's meow.

That was the Chinese language that Jiang Wen's divine consciousness had just transmitted to them, enabling them to learn it.

They possess the combat power of a great sage just by relying on their natural physical body and soul. Their thinking speed is also extremely fast. As long as they are willing to learn, they can learn a whole new language in the blink of an eye.

The one who spoke was the dragon that Fang Zheng had originally created. He said, "You say you are our creator, but we don't believe you!"

He looked up at the false sun in this small world. "Just now, looking at the sun in the sky, I knew that I was born."

"I knew from birth that I was a member of the Frost Dragon Clan, possessing extremely noble dragon blood."

"In my bloodline, there is a complete set of memories inherited from the Cold Dragon bloodline. They allow me to know the dragon pattern that can seduce the power of heaven and earth, let me know the secret scriptures I will practice, let me know my innate Yin Sha magical power, let me know that I should continue to practice and grow, and then reproduce."

"The inherited memories hidden in my blood tell me that I must have a pair of parents who were also dragons. Their yin and yang combined, and their bloodlines nurtured an egg, from which I hatched."

"I should cultivate slowly under their care and grow up bit by bit, and then I should leave home and venture out into the world on my own."

"But I'm confused." Recalling the painful memory of his body being crushed by the golden giant hand more than ten minutes ago, the dragon felt complicated and revealed an undisguised hatred.

"I just woke up. I should have just broken out of my shell and had a good meal of blood that my mother or father caught for me."

"But my body is surprisingly huge, and I'm not hungry at all. I haven't experienced the growth stages that my bloodline inherited."

"I have directly reached the highest limit that the Cold Dragon bloodline that I inherited can reach by relying on the bloodline itself."

He turned his head again and stared at Jiang Wen with his small eyes. He looked at this man with wrinkles all over his face and a gentle expression, who looked like an elder next door, but was an extremely terrifying existence in his eyes.

He said in a tone that did not hide his hatred at all: "I just came into this world. I just opened my eyes in the sky and wanted to see the world. I wagged my tail and wanted to stretch my body."

"I hadn't done anything yet, I didn't know anything, and this damn old man grabbed me and almost crushed me to death."

"So, you said you were my creator, I absolutely don't believe it!"

"I should have had parents who loved me, and a happy childhood filled with eating and sleeping, instead of being 'created' out of thin air for no reason!"

"I should be free, able to freely look at the world, travel through the beautiful starry sky, continue to cultivate and grow, continue to defeat powerful enemies, taste those delicious flesh and blood, climb all the way to the peak, prove the truth and transform into a true dragon!"

Listening to the dragon's angry roar, Fang Zheng felt a bit complicated.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zheng tried to apologize. He chose to let his cube body start stealth movement, that is, slightly bend over, to express his apology.

Then, he stuttered, "Well, I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. I really didn't know at first that I could create intelligent creatures."

"I thought the transformed ones would be brainless NPCs, but I didn't expect you to be born with intelligence."

"I really shouldn't have conjured you up."

"Hmph!" The dragon looked at their 'maker' in front of him with a humble tone and snorted in dissatisfaction.

Fang Zheng suggested again, "Since you don't want to be conjured up, how about killing you first before you cause any casualties?"

Um, I just got bored and searched online. It seems that if you publish a new book in the early morning, it will be easier to get on the list. So you should publish it in the early morning during the new book period.

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