Endless Battlefield: Starting from Night City to Create a Vest

There is even a prediction that if a human being can live for more than a thousand years without dying, he will definitely be a person who lives in peace with the world and knows how to be content.

The reason is very simple. As long as a person is motivated and ambitious, a thousand years is enough for him to climb to many positions and experience many different things, but ambition and desire cannot be satisfied.

It's like when you get a thousand, you want ten thousand, and when you get ten thousand, you want more.

If his ambition is not realized after a thousand years, he will lose motivation. After all, a thousand years is too long and few people can maintain their obsession for so long.

It can even be said that even a deep blood feud will be almost forgotten after a hundred years under the erosion of time, and the mood at that time will become numb, or even open-minded.

Of course, if his ambitions are satisfied within a thousand years, he will become confused or gain greater ambitions.

And so the cycle repeats itself.

But growing ambitions and desires will eventually become exhausted.

And when this day comes, nothing in the world will cause any waves.

After all, he has become numb to getting.

After all, what is left when there is nothing to ask for?

This is a philosophical question.

It was also a topic that was frequently discussed on Starnet at that time.

After all, the number of people who have eternal life has reached 30 million.

Many wealthy people have enjoyed too many beautiful things in the world at an early age, but their lifespan is a shackle for them, so they feel it is not enough. After all, they have a sense of urgency, and enjoying things within a limited time is the real enjoyment.

It feels like being paid to take a shit, but is it the shit that you enjoy? It’s the feeling of having that short period of free time.

Are the games you secretly play at work still fun when you go home from the holidays?

Maybe you'll get bored after playing for a while.

And once one becomes immortal, entertainment and enjoyment will only expand, to the point of pursuing bloody excitement.

After all, they have enjoyed what they have and there is not much left for them to seek.

So there is a basis for the saying that rich people play in a very perverted way.

The final result, the most perverse and fascinating one... is death.

After all, the greatest excitement they pursue in this world is death or something close to death.

That’s why the people who have been immortal for thousands of years are people who know how to be content.

After all, this type of people like peace and quiet, won’t fight too much, and can let go of limits after experiencing them.

"That's such a pity. If you could succeed, you could live for at least ten thousand years. Then with our abilities, we would have more time to study and solve the special problems of your soul, and I wouldn't have to forcibly bend the technology of an entire world civilization for a hundred years." Y said with a sigh.

Wu Guang didn't say anything more.

"Huh? You didn't tell me about this superman potion."

"Actually, this thing is a superhuman potion that emerged from the deterioration of the biological clock of the ghost. It's not very comprehensive, but it's somewhat similar to the genetic unlocking of the sixth-generation biological combat prosthesis."

Wu Guang explained.

Although Y no longer has the motivation to worry about Wu Guang’s life span, she is always curious and wants to learn about new things. Of course, this has become a habit.

It's a hobby.

After all, if you want to stick to what you do for a hundred years, you can only have the motivation if you turn what you do into your hobby, or turn your hobby into what you do.

Not everyone can persist in working for a hundred years.

Wu Guang didn't say much and just let Y study there.

He was also happy for Y to go and do research, after all, this would free him from the pain of research.

After all, he is not a research talent, just a person who understands things quickly.

After standing up and giving the seat that should have belonged to him to Y, he came to the side.

At this moment, Yi had already washed herself and changed into clean clothes.

Of course, so-called clean clothes are actually made of transformed skin.

It seems that I have understood my body better in this half day.

"Wu Guang, I want to go out and take a look. I'm curious about your world."

"That's fine, um...I can just register you two as well." Wu Guang nodded after thinking about it.

As for Y, she said that it would be fine to let Yi replace her, as they were sisters, and she even said that it would be okay even if they shared the same identity.

Then Yi took Wu Guang's hand and left the room.

As soon as the two appeared, they attracted the attention of the whole family.

After all, in their eyes, Wu Guang is a saint who has no desires or demands.

Wu Guang is not even moved by beautiful women like Sister Ming or Qian Yingying.

As a result, when they saw Wu Guang walking out with a beautiful young lady, Fang Miaomiao and Fang Yan were stunned.

"Oh no, I'm hallucinating. I actually saw Brother Wu Guang talking and laughing with a woman. I'm... I'm afraid there's something wrong with my brain from playing horror games?" Fang Yan touched his head, doubting his life.

Fang Miaomiao narrowed her eyes and looked at Yi. She thought the woman in front of her looked very familiar, and soon a picture appeared in her mind.

A picture of Wu Guang hugging the girl and crying appeared in her mind.

Then she looked odd.

How can I put it? Why is it a little wrong? It is her, but there are many differences in the picture, and these are very subtle pictures.

Ordinary people might not be able to notice it, but Fang Miaomiao is now in the body of a ghost. At this moment, her eyes have become vertical pupils, and she looks at Yi as if she is looking at her prey.

Yi looked at Fang Miaomiao, she naturally knew Fang Miaomiao, after all, Wu Guang had introduced this non-blood-related sister.

Looking at the other person's vertical pupils that belonged only to ghosts, she smiled and pulled Wu Guang's arm closer from her abyss and clamped it.

It looks like a declaration of sovereignty.

This made Fang Miaomiao speechless, and she also felt jealous for no reason.

In the past, Wu Guang didn't look for anyone, and although he didn't belong to her, Fang Miaomiao could accept it because he didn't belong to anyone after all. But now... there's a woman who appears inexplicably.

Even though I know that this woman is very important to Wu Guang.

But I just feel unhappy.

An unknown spark flew between the two of them.

Fang Yan rubbed his eyes and looked at Wu Guang, asking curiously: "Brother Wu Guang, who is this?"

But before Wu Guang could speak, Yi spoke first: "You must be Fang Yan, I am your sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law?! Is this true?!" Fang Yan looked at Wu Guang with a probing look in his eyes.

As a result... Wu Guang actually didn't refute.

You know, there have been girls who made this kind of joke before, but Wu Guang always refuted it with a smile.

Results now.

He glared at Wu Guang's amusing and doting look.

This expression, my goodness, what's going on? The iron tree bloomed? What on earth happened in just one day?

Fang Yan opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a while.

He pulled his sister, trying to confirm, but when he turned around he saw his sister's gloomy face.

"What?!" Fang Miaomiao turned her head with a sullen face. Fang Yan felt a biting chill and couldn't help but shiver all over.

"It's okay, I...I'll go see if mom has finished cooking." Fang Yan slipped away.