Chapter 609

In the human world, there was a saying: the symbol of an immature man is that he is willing to die bravely for a certain cause, and the symbol of a mature man is that he is willing to live humbly for a certain cause.

Such is the man of absek Singh, the eldest son of a large family, born in a glittering high caste family.

He received aristocratic education and enjoyed the prosperity of the world. A team of up to 45 people served him only to make his life more comfortable.

Absek Singh is the kind of child born with a golden spoon.

However, fate played a joke with him. When the monster neighbor in the North rolled over like a landslide, his country disappeared from the world territory after only three months of symbolic resistance.

That year, when he was just nine years old, absek Singh saw his grandfather, the God like man, end his life with an ivory decorated shotgun on his favorite sandalwood chair.

Then, his uncles disappeared one by one, and then disappeared with the nuota castle, all kinds of valuable gadgets.

After elite education, Singh can easily judge the price of every ancient painting on the castle wall and the value of every decorative container on the table. Although this knowledge is meaningless to him, he is still proficient in this knowledge.

Because absek Singh is a genius.

Absek's father finally resisted the pressure and fled to the countryside with his family, to the dirty corner where the invaders would not even look.

His father took him out and out again and again at various gatherings, and young absek met all kinds of people.

Some of them are smiling, but under the smile is deep despair, some are expressionless, like that face has become a mask, and some are full of anger, but there is a deep irony hidden under that face.

Although the faces of the gathering people often change, they are different. They all have weapons. They all need the singer family to accumulate thousands of years of wealth.

Absek felt that he had learned much more than he had learned in school and was more practical. He could always tell who was really against the aggressors and who just wanted to use the opportunity to defraud some money to run his own power.

As absek Singh grew up day by day, his father grew old, and the people who attended the party became absek alone.

The only thing he has to do is to give away the wealth in his hands, so that those in despair, those who refuse to give up, those who are ambitious and greedy have enough bullets and medicines to fight for and kill.

No matter how great a patriot is, he needs to eat and give his family enough bread. This is the only truth in the world.

Absek has long seen through the true face of the terror shadow in the north. It is like an endless machine, producing weapons, ammunition, medicine and food to seize more energy and resources.

The two sides have opened a distance that can't be measured by the naked eye, and even if all the men and women of absek's clan all take up arms, they can only bring some painless and itchy losses to each other.

On this planet, the bloodline represented by absek has completely lost the chance to fight for power and freedom, which has been clearly seen by absek.

This deep despair makes absek toss and turn every night, ponder every day, but still can't find a way.

People who are as smart as absek are not without them, but most of them end up in this pain.

They did not want to admit what they had seen and heard. Finally, with a cavity of blood and despair, they rushed to the iron walls of the invaders and composed a sad song for themselves with their final solemn and stirring.

But absek resisted, he was like the most humble mouse, in the underground, in the gutter, in the dirtiest corner, trying to live, trying to maintain the same clan that a trace of the belief that can not be done.

Absek Singh has to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to avoid direct competition with the terror shadow of the north, because he knows that in terms of hard power, they will never have a chance.

Like his ancestors, the great Mahatma, he will take his suffering nation to walk out a smooth road on the ground full of thorns.

When the colonial plan came out, absek felt that he had finally seen the opportunity, which he had expected to wait for decades.

Absek Singh dissipated his wealth and fed everyone he could touch with the wealth of the Singh family for nearly a thousand years, whether he had joined the aggressor's kindred or the aggressor's local officials.

Absek bought a one-way ticket to the unknown planet for his own people. Even if the future journey is an unknown sea of stars and his nation has suffered a lot, it will certainly be a pure land of Buddhism, without a beautiful world of new China.

Absek with his own expectations, set foot on the colonial fleet, into the magical world, waiting for the arrival of the end of the journey.Absek hopes that his people can unite and adapt to the new world and strive for a better life in the future.

The three Singh, including himself, are carefully selected noble blood, and each has his own pride.

He believes that the power of the example will inevitably affect the people around him. Every member of the same clan is valuable and the seed of the future.

He entrusted the sadiri Gang to the youngest Singh, who was managed by garamchand Singh, and embarked on a journey of searching for blood with his cousin.

Absek Singh's direction is all the way north, through the dense black forest, to the northern coastal city, to take the homeless children home.

Along with him, 36 of the bravest Ganges warriors will protect the noble Brahman and preach all the way until he returns to the starting point.

Absek believes that the number of people in the team will increase with the journey and become more prosperous. Eventually, the descendants of Ganges will become a rope and become real free people under the leadership of noble blood.

This dream, has been supporting absek, let him go all the way, unstoppable.

Until, he met a group of green skins using large caliber gunpowder weapons.

"Great Brahman, we have suffered heavy casualties! These green skins... "That's the last word abrshek heard before he was knocked unconscious.

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