The bus slowly drove out of the Longshan Cave Heaven, and the bright sunshine shone.

After Zhang Ping sent a message about peace to his parents, he opened the car window and looked at the crowds of people outside. The same world, but at this time Zhang Ping had different feelings.

The crowd is silent and depressed.

Longshan Cave Heaven suddenly cut off contact with the outside world and could not keep it confidential at all.

All senior high school martial arts classes in Qizhou City are here for trials. Thousands of outstanding students are involved in thousands of excellent families, including many influential families, such as Chu Yiyi, Sun Incheon and others.

In addition, there are mercenary groups in Longshan Cave Heaven, farmers who grow spiritual food, workers who dig minerals, etc., and our relationship network is complicated.

The news was already rampant just 48 hours after the incident, attracting full attention from the society.

Time passed day by day, but there was no movement in Longshan Cave Heaven. Many masters of God Transformation came, but were helpless. In the blink of an eye, it was more than 40 days, and it was about to come to the traditional Chinese Spring Festival.

Now, the Longshan Cave Heaven, which had been blocked for more than 40 days, has finally opened. Everyone saw personnel carriers with white cloth driving out of the cave heaven.

After the bus transporting students drove out, a large number of parents around broke through the blockade. Soon, howling sounds came.

Zhang Ping looked silently. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the cold wind blew. Before he knew it was already deep winter.

Zhang Ping tightened his clothes and came to the square under the leadership of the principal. At this time, the principal's left arm was hanging. More than ten days passed, but his left arm still had not fully recovered. There was also a hideous scar on the principal's face.

As for the Jindan period tutor Cheng Feng, Zhang Ping has seen it in the black and white photos of the mourning hall.

As soon as Zhang Ping and his group arrived at the square, a large number of parents rushed over.

"Ping Ping, Ping Ping..." The mother rushed to Zhang Ping, grabbed Zhang Ping and looked at her for a long time. She finally hugged Zhang Ping, her body trembling in fear.

"Mom, it's okay." Zhang Ping patted his mother's shoulders, looked at the father behind him, and showed a bright smile.

Today's sunshine is so good.

But today's wind is a bit cold.

Zhang Ping turned his head and looked around, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated.

It is said that everyone should go back to each school and then notify the parents. But this time the matter is too big.

Zhang Ping glanced around and saw relevant leaders of Qizhou City. Everyone stood helplessly in the cold wind, and there was a circle of parents around:

cry!

Do nothing, just cry.

Faced with this situation, neither the military nor the police have any good solutions.

"Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping..." Huang Shaowu rushed over.

Zhang Ping looked at Huang Shaowu. At this time, Huang Shaowu's face had already appeared in age spots, and his white hair shivered in the cold wind.

"Uncle Huang." Zhang Ping came to Huang Shaowu.

Zhang Ping's mother came to Huang Shaowu and expressed her gratitude and gratitude for her care.

Huang Shaowu shook his head with a wry smile: "Big girl, it's not Zhang Ping I took care of me, but Zhang Ping took care of me. You may not believe some things, but I will talk about them later. I came to Zhang Ping for help.

Zhang Ping, let’s talk.”

When he came to the side, Huang Shaowu sighed: "You have seen the situation now. Although there are many soldiers who have died or injured, they are always soldiers, which is relatively easy to explain. However, many farmers, workers, mercenaries, practice tutors, and even students die, but it is difficult to explain.

I need your help.”

"What do I want to do?" Zhang Ping had no intention of refusing at all.

Huang Shaowu took a deep breath: "Two points. First, I just discussed with relevant leaders and wanted to make your affairs public and make you a hero."

"No problem!" Zhang Ping agreed in one go.

"Do you know what this means?"

"I know!" Zhang Ping nodded, "I will attract all my attention and bear tremendous pressure. Parents may even blame my children's deaths on me.

But I will also be an example, a bright ray of sunshine, inspiring countless students to strive forward; I will not be able to do anything wrong in the future, everything I will be placed under a magnifying glass to watch.”

Huang Shaowu was silent, "Then you have to agree."

Zhang Ping looked at Huang Shaowu's white hair and said in a deep voice: "Someone needs to stand up and do something. The dead cannot be pursued, but we can shape the future."

Huang Shaowu patted Zhang Ping on the shoulder, "The second thing...that... military merit..."

"I don't want military merits!" Zhang Ping said without waiting for Huang Shaowu to finish his words, "The merits of the demon tribes I killed will be distributed to the students, teachers, and soldiers who died in battle. They need them even more.

To praise me as a hero is the best reward for me.”

Huang Shaowu looked at Zhang Ping silently and nodded slowly, "Come with me."

Zhang Ping followed Huang Shaowu to a bus, with other officers, leaders of Qizhou City, and even higher-level leaders.

The atmosphere is extremely depressing.

Zhang Ping saw Battalion Commander Wang Fei and was making a report, his tone was hoarse and low.

More than 1,300 soldiers were killed, more than 20 mentors were killed, more than 20 students were killed, more than 400 ordinary people and mercenary groups were killed. The prisoners were not counted.

Huang Shaowu took Zhang Ping to a seat, asked Zhang Ping to sit down, and whispered to Zhang Ping to introduce the person next to him: Jiang Yuan, a senior official in Qizhou City.

Jiang Yuan held Zhang Ping's palm with both hands, and a smile appeared on his face: "Little comrade, thank you. I would like to thank you on behalf of Qizhou City."

Little comrade...

Zhang Ping silently said: "I just regret that my cultivation is too low and I don't do well enough."

"Then if you feel stressed, you're not allowed to give up."

"No." Zhang Ping said firmly.

Next, Zhang Ping listened throughout the process, and the leaders discussed fiercely how to deal with this matter, how to compensate the students and civilians who died in battle, etc. - as for the soldiers, the military is naturally responsible.

There are also various public opinion, propaganda, etc., all of which are problems. Of course, Zhang Ping's issue is involved in public opinion propaganda.

After listening for a while, Zhang Ping felt a little bored - things are of course important, but important and boring do not conflict.

After thinking about it, Zhang Ping turned on the bracelet, set the silent, and sent a message to Gu Qingyan: "Senior Sister, I miss you so much!"

Gu Qingyan replied in seconds: "If you want to die, just say it!"

But soon sent back a second message: "Are you back? Are you injured?"

"I was not injured, my cultivation has improved. I will bring back a gift to my master to celebrate his breakthrough in the God Transformation Period."

At Donghai University, Gu Qingyan was surprised, "My dad's breakthrough has not been announced to the public yet. How did you know?"

After a while, Zhang Ping had a message back: "I guessed it, I guessed it."

Gu Qingyan frowned, but finally smiled slightly. Yes, I guess this kid is going to be a slap again. The blind cat met a dead mouse... No, my dad is not a mouse~

Teacher Gu was successfully led by Zhang Ping, but he quickly got it back, "What gift did you bring?"

"I found a Buddhist sacred library at the level of the Immortal Palace in the exile space, and refined it and brought it back. Hundreds of thousands of books from the Immortal Realm. Come and pick me up, otherwise I will be afraid of being stolen. Tutu..."

Zhang Ping posted several pictures of the Sutra Pavilion, including the refined orb.

Gu Qingyan immediately jumped up, without any ladylike image: "I'll go right now!"

Gu Yanshan next to him was discussing with many old scholars. When he saw Gu Qingyan jumping up, he frowned, "Qingqing!"

Gu Qingyan rushed to his father and said hurriedly: "Dad, Zhang Ping said that he would bring out a Sutra Library in the Immortal Palace in the exile space, hundreds of thousands of books in the Immortal World... Dad, wait for me..."

However, Gu Yanshan has disappeared.

After a while, Gu Qingyan received a message from Gu Yanshan on her bracelet: "Where is that kid?"

Gu Qingyan bulged his mouth and replied to two words: "Earth."

“…”

[End of Volume 5.]

[Summary of the first five volumes: So far, this book has been basically written according to the outline. It can be said that until now, the preparation of this book has been completed. However, the plot seems to be a little slower, and the content of many books in three chapters w(?Д?)w.

To be honest, it’s not easy. Especially when the grades are not good, the editor (not Beihe) also recommends opening a new book.

But as the book says: I will never waver in my pursuit of light.

The subsequent plot will gradually develop, but it won’t get faster, so you have to take one step at a time.

Looking back, it has been 9 years since I started writing in 2012 to formally writing in 2014. It is pitiful to say that the only book that has been satisfied with me over the years is "Semi-Immortal Civilization".

There is also "The Second Evolution" behind it, which has a good idea. But the accumulation at that time was too poor and I couldn't write it.

The rest of the books followed the market, and they were rough and confused as they were written, but they were already in a state of disastrous collapse.

I want to write a book that has its own thoughts and characteristics, has positive significance to society, can conform to mainstream morality and thoughts, must conform to the form of online novels, and must connect various stories...

catch my breath.

Although this book is placed on the Xianxia Channel, it has limited ability and needs to deal with some problems.

Moreover, the overall improvement of a civilization is not another kind of "immortal path", a kind of immortal path that transcends the general meaning. It just has a science fiction core.

There is a big problem with science fiction kernel novels:

With the fantasy core, you can walk out of the small mountain village, enter the sect, and then crush it all the way.

But it is inappropriate to write the science fiction kernel like this. The science fiction background generally has a "complete civilization system" with a complete society, law, science, education, ideological and morality, social structure, etc.

In fantasy novels, soldiers can "pass their troops as if they are washed away", and they are even more robbers than robbers. However, in science fiction themes, they cannot be written like this, and they do not conform to the social theme.

In fantasy novels, the protagonist can take revenge and kill people without restraint. But in science fiction themes, the police uncle will teach you how to be a human being.

Within science fiction themes, various science, weapons and technologies should be considered. It is not easy to deal with the relationship between personal force and scientific weapons.

There are too many problems.

Moreover, because science fiction themes involve huge backgrounds, it is difficult to fast-forward like fantasy novels; I tried it and it collapsed so much. I could only take it slowly, take it slowly, take it slowly... I said important things three times.

Science fiction kernel novels are very different from fantasy kernel novels.

Stay tuned.

The results are left to readers. If you have the ability to support the genuine version, otherwise you will support me and order a collection. Thank you.
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