"I know you, the God of silver and moon, have risen in ten years or so, and you have been judged by the intelligent system to have won the war and won a lot of honors for leading the world."

The old man looked at him with a kind eyes: "you are great, you are worthy of being remembered by later generations, your achievements should be recorded with the highest jade stele! And even in the difficult war in which the temple was founded before the ancient times, few people can match your achievements. "

Anyang listened, but his eyes became colder and colder. His fingers unconsciously tapped on the table: "now it's not the temple era, and no one needs to be sure of my achievements. We will not use stone tablets of various materials to record people's achievements. Even the stone tablets you left have been destroyed in the war! "

The old man felt his meaning, but he still didn't think so. He said with a smile: "you are lost, son."

Anyang glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, he circled around the console. One by one, he looked at the people lying in the sleeping warehouse. The expression on his face was unpredictable.

These were all dressed in robes, apparently the religious rulers of the temple.

Xiao Chan is right behind him. She is about one meter away, neither close nor far away. But she is closer than before.

Angel was standing at the control desk with a slightly complicated expression.

As the old man walked around, he turned around. The shadow of the old man was white, like the gods in many movies and TV works: "my child, although you have made great achievements, your army is still provided to you by the temple free of charge..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by Anyang: "so what do you want me to do?"

The old man pointed to these sleeping warehouses: "see, these are the sages of the temple. They have extraordinary wisdom. Only under their leadership can this land become prosperous and powerful. But my system is a little damaged in the millennium, so I can't open the dormant warehouse. As the God General of the temple, you should release them first. "

"No, no, no, you have made several mistakes." Anyang shook his head and rolled up his sleeve. "First of all, I'm no longer a general. You see, I don't even have a general's heart. Maybe in a few decades or a hundred years, the last general in the world will die. Then there will be no general."

"Secondly, these people are not sages. They are just cowards who abandon their land and subjects in the face of failure in the war and go to the far space to hide in this small metal box and become unconscious escapees!"

"They left the land to be ravaged, left the fate of civilians to themselves, and let them struggle!"

"If peace cannot be restored to the world, this resting place is their coffin! And when brave people go through thousands of years of war, with countless deaths and injuries, and finally win, you actually jump out and want to receive the fruits of victory! It's not just cowardice, it's shameless! greedy! I don't know! "

Anyang's face was low and calm. He stared at the old man on the projection. Yu Guang swept the rest of the heavenly soldiers again. After a pause, he said: "under the rule of these cowards, this land will never prosper. They will only suffer new oppression, or a new war of destruction in a few years. Then what about you? Run away again? "

The old man's face was still kind, but he was dull.

It is obvious that Anyang's words need too strong logical reasoning ability, and he is only an AI brought by a dormant warehouse, so it is hard to understand such excuses.

It took a long time for him to avoid this question and say, "but don't forget, my child, all the troops you have now are made by us. Tianbing has Tianbing regulations. Do you think if you rebel against the temple, they will obey your orders?"

Anyang looked at angel and several soldiers around him and sneered: "you can close the altar. Anyway, I have no use for him. You can also close all the systems I use now. I will build it myself. As for the soldiers..."

He paused, and a single energy pistol appeared in his hand: "they are lives, not machines!"

"Boom!"

The blue energy bullet flashed through the air, hitting a dormant silo and destroying it directly with several nearby dormant silos.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The white air conditioner keeps rising.

The people in the dormant warehouse have been blown to pieces.

The soldiers are still expressionless.

The old man's face is still the same, and his tone is still amiable, but his words are obviously rebuke: "young general Yinyue, you have violated the supreme regulations of the temple. If you admit your mistake now, you may be forgiven by the Supreme God. Believe me, your achievements are enough to offset this guilt, otherwise..."

"Or what?" Anyang also aimed at other dormant warehouses, but did not pull the trigger.

"Otherwise, we will immediately inform all the gods and generals in the world. I know that they have submitted the attachment application to you, but these are just a series of data for the temple. We can cancel the application at any time in the God's system! After all, your management of them is not monolithic, and you will eventually recognize that you will rise up against our call... ""Boom!"

Another explosion.

Anyang destroyed several dormant warehouses again.

This time, it seems that the line of the sleeping cabin was broken, and the figure of the old man began to drift.

"You You will be... "

Anyang stared at him calmly and said, "I see it says" yes, general! "

"Let's go down and make arrangements. We have something important to do later."

"Yes, general!"

Anyang listens to this sentence to hear the ear some cocoons.

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