The protagonist in this game is a bit crazy.

Chapter 142 Monkey: Everyone's speaking up for this kid, right?

"Core limit!"

"Restricted core?"

Hearing the words uttered by the monkey, Old Huang muttered something and then asked:

"Great Sage, is it just a limitation on the number of cores?"

If it's just a matter of limiting nuclear power, then the technological gap between pre-nuclear civilizations and spacefaring civilizations is significant.

The gap between them remains an insurmountable chasm.

In terms of weapons alone, the two are worlds apart.

Aside from weapons, the armor is also vastly different.

One easily breaks through the defense with a flip of the hand, while the other racks his brains to break through the paint.

Faced with Old Huang's question, Monkey sighed and said:

"Old Huang, one must learn to be content."

"Simply limiting the number of cores is already the best help we can give you."

The monkey gave Old Huang a meaningful look, then slowly spoke:

"You think you have some kind of super weapon? Those mushroom bombs are really powerful."

"But little do they know that if nuclear weapons are not restricted, they could easily destroy the entire planet Earth simply by standing in outer space."

"Of course, most importantly..."

The monkey paused slightly, then pointed to the map hanging on the conference room wall and said:

"No matter how the war ends, as long as nuclear weapons are not involved."

"The ecosystem of Earth will not be completely destroyed, and the remaining seeds can continue to take root and sprout here."

"And this just happens to fit that brat's plan: to protect the spark of civilization and wait for it to rise again ten thousand years later."

"Do you understand?"

Hearing the monkey's last words, Old Huang nodded thoughtfully and murmured in reply:

As the art of war says: "Consider defeat before victory, and you will never be defeated."

"No matter how the battle goes, even if we ultimately perish."

"We also need to find a place for survival for the future generations of Kyushu."

Having fought battles his whole life, Old Huang naturally understood what the monkey was saying.

Faced with an alien invasion, they are willing to risk everything without hesitation.

What he truly desires is nothing more than to avoid repeating the humiliation of the past.

Although there are current constraints, this restriction is for the protection of future generations.

Moreover, it's not just them; the other side also needs to abide by these rules.

Whenever the nation faces peril, there will always be ordinary people who, with the courage of a tyrant, will keep the enemy out!

The Nine Provinces have survived from the wilderness to the present day, and have never lacked passionate young men along the way.

It was these passionate young men who wielded their brushes and ink with fervor that forged the enduring and vibrant land of Kyushu!

"I'm getting old, and I can't play as well as I used to, but I have faith."

Old Huang turned around and looked deeply at everyone in the room. In his bewilderment, he seemed to see his younger self.

In his youth, he resolutely joined the army to resist a powerful enemy.

Confused and bewildered, yet bravely fighting the enemy, he hovered on the brink of death several times.

In his middle age, he guarded the land and protected the people under his rule.

Looking back at the mortal world, he remains upright and incorruptible, having experienced many ups and downs along the way.

In old age, one is already weak and feeble, and then suddenly encounters turmoil.

Looking back suddenly, it's as if time has turned back, and I'm meeting my younger self again.

"Every inch of our land was bought with blood!"

Although he was already in his twilight years, his voice was still strong and powerful.

Time may have taken away his appearance, but it could not change his taste and will.

Everyone in the conference room stood up and saluted to show their respect.

Seeing the crowd rise and salute, the monkey waved his hand, gesturing for them to sit down, and said:

"Actually, I, Old Sun, don't really want Kyushu to go through this ordeal."

"Demolishing and rebuilding sounds easy, but how difficult is it in practice?"

"Moreover, the person behind Taotie also intends to make amends, and the compensation offered is enough for Kyushu to enter the era of god-making."

When the topic of compensation came up, Monkey shook his head with deep sorrow.

So many good things, and they just stand there and don't take them.

To call it a waste of resources would be an insult to that term.

pity!

The monkey really felt it was a pity!

"But that brat just won't budge, insisting on making Kyushu go through all this."

"Even if I, Old Sun, wanted to stop them, I couldn't."

Listening to Monkey's heartbroken words, Old Huang pondered them for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"Great Sage, from my personal perspective..."

"Personally, I strongly agree with Xiao Su's choice."

"You want to speak up for this kid too?"

No sooner had Old Huang finished speaking than Monkey said, clearly displeased:

"Old Huang, you're someone who crawled back from a pile of corpses too."

"You should understand how many people will be displaced once war breaks out."

"Great Sage, I understand; I understand perfectly what you are talking about."

Seeing Old Huang nodding repeatedly, the monkey became even more annoyed and scolded:

"Since you understand, what do you still think?"

"The Great Sage. The Great Sage"

Old Huang quickly spoke up to calm the agitated monkey, saying in a gentle tone:

"Great Sage, please listen to me first."

"Okay! Go ahead."

"I, Old Sun, want to see what you can come up with."

The monkey crossed its arms, its face filled with displeasure and annoyance.

The monkey wants to see just how right Su Chen's choice really is.

No matter how you look at it, everyone would eventually agree with Su Chen's decision.

Looking at the monkey throwing a tantrum, Old Huang carefully chose his words and said:

"Great Sage, in my opinion..."

"These things are good, but we can't take them."

"Taking these things would be tantamount to cutting off one's own path forward."

"How could you cut off your own path? I, Old Sun, don't understand!"

The monkey blinked its little eyes, looking at Old Huang with suspicion.

Such a great opportunity is something that countless civilizations would beg for but could never obtain.

How did getting here suddenly turn into cutting off our own path forward?

Meeting the monkey's suspicious gaze, Old Huang chuckled and said:

"At its current level, Kyushu is simply unable to resist the temptations of the era of god-making."

"If we lose ourselves because of this, what difference will there be between the future of Kyushu and cutting off its own path forward?"

"Even if we enter the age of creating gods, we will only be puppets who follow the script."

After saying all that, Old Huang changed the subject and said in a serious tone:

"In the so-called era of creating gods, Kyushu will eventually climb to the top of the mountain to see the scenery there."

"But Kyushu does not need a fleeting era of creating gods."

"Instead, it relies on its foundation to climb to the summit step by step."

"Only in this way can we better appreciate the scenery from the mountaintop."

The scenery at the top of the mountain is something Kyushu will definitely want to see.

However, Kyushu did not want to rely on others to advance its path.

The path of others is ultimately not your own.

You can only feel at ease walking on the road you pave yourself.

Hearing Lao Huang's answer, the monkey's eyes gradually became serious.

In the past, the monkey only felt sorry for its family property, and occasionally it would also feel sorry for the obvious compensation.

But now, the monkey finds that it doesn't feel sorry at all.

On the contrary, I was somewhat relieved that I hadn't acted recklessly.

Seeing that the monkey had also become serious, Old Huang spoke up again:

"As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement; as earth's nature is receptive, a gentleman should cultivate virtue and bear all things with magnanimity."

"When you reach the summit and look back, those were just some minor hardships."

After saying all this, Old Huang turned back to where the monkey was and said with a smile:

"Great Sage, are you satisfied with my answer?"

He glanced at the grinning Old Huang, smacked his lips, and shook his head indifferently, saying:

"I, Old Sun, ultimately couldn't suppress my greed."

(End of this chapter)