Chapter 140 Idealism cannot be without the world of consecration, just as the West cannot be without Jerusalem

[Great cuisine:!!!]

Wang Hao had a playful expression on his face, and he looked at the group of Panzong Fuzu.

It seemed that the mysterious meow had first opened the private chat window. After the Keshi Cui hurriedly left a series of exclamation mark messages in the group, the bubbles representing the login status quickly turned into diving mode.

The chat room of the stars does not have the function of private chat, so it is obviously cut into the Blue Star's Second World Network.

The same is true for the mysterious meow, and the two of them disappeared.

The Keshi cuisine lost its movement, and other group members immediately lost their targets and spoke a lot.

Everyone didn't know what the mysterious mysterious cat did to others that was not worthy of being told by others, but they were inexplicably choked, including middle-aged uncles and group members like the shutdown key.

[Shut down key: It's so good to be young.]

[Gudu: It is indeed.]

Wang Hao was also a little sighing, remembering that he had never lost his innocence in his previous life and was not the ambiguity he had experienced when he was a war criminal.

Who hasn't been frozen yet? He has been a human being for two lifetimes. He has a mature soul hidden in his young body. If necessary, he can stand from the perspective of an elder at any time and point fingers at the young man.

Very reasonable.

Ke and Miao all saw the interaction between the group members on weekdays, and Wang Hao was happy to see the group members who knew the roots and bottoms coming together.

"Oh, the girl is born with a talented woman, so how can I worry about this ordinary person?"

The cat conquered the surrender, and it was just that the cabbage was unaware of it in the game, and Wang Hao was not surprised.

There is always a type of people who usually seem to be in love with a tower of heaven, as if they are in love with an angel, and they are smarter than anyone else’s gossip about other people’s love affairs.

As a result, once the party involved becomes himself...

Oh, what's going on? What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?

Girlfriend? Isn’t this my buddy?

The group complained that marriage and love life was spread from all over the world, some people listened to others talked about, married men and ladies complained, unmarried and unmarried yearning. Compared with the extraterritorial players who are in charge of civilization, they are more like ordinary people with worldly worries.

Baike Quanshu is reluctant to part with his high school career, and his words are all about thinking about the love plan for the holiday.

The skirt owner quietly implies that the life of the moon’s women is nourishing.

Gu Du said "Really", which was used to respond to the "feelings" of the shutdown key, and his invisible image has been aging for decades.

There is basically a consensus among other group members of the extraterritorial chat group, or Gu Du's image is too deeply rooted in people's hearts: playful, knowledgeable, and enthusiastic "man", suspected to be inhuman, extreme pacifism, the only designated thigh for players outside the domain...

After a few minutes, Ke and Miao went online again.

The Certain Cooking was like a ok, holding a virtual screen for a long time, then flipped the book nearby and sent out a mantra that I couldn't understand.

[Great cuisine: ahem!]

[Cross-Course: Zachlan once said: Idiotic faith comes with disasters, and should not be contaminated; the opportunity of greed is actually contaminated by the evil of overeating; the path of false mind cannot be performed, and the dialectical way should be followed, to drive away the thorns, emptiness, and epilepsy.]

[Mysterious Meow: Speaking Human Words.]

“…”

The gram-type dishes in front of the screen were so scared that their hands trembled, and Parkinson trembled with all the proverbs that had been written halfway.

Those who know the times are heroes, but those who judge the times can be soft and hard, and he decisively admits to the mercy.

[Great cuisine: Sorry! I was so tired of declaring war in the previous group. Please give me a life to your child. There will be 1M alloy for you to give me the next day. (Hand holding hands)]

Zachlan must believe the sincerity of his words.

But unfortunately, netizens are creatures in another dimension, and their brain circuits are equipped with a transition engine.

[Ma Dongmei: One million, so few?]

Ma Dongmei raised her eyebrows slightly and continued to tease.

[**: There are no wild large-cap alloys now. They are all from federal public warehouses. I still think they are too little.]

[Skirt owner: According to Article 383 of the Federal Criminal Law [Punishment Provisions for the Criminal Crime] for those who commit corruption...]

[Ma Dongmei: OK, write an IOU. I am serious. I want one million units of alloy.]

The victim was arranged in a few words, and the chat room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"How can 37°C hands knock out such cold words?"

His fingers stopped tremblingly in the air, taking deep breaths to calm his mind.

In the dark and cold night sky, the main cabbage had a black line on its forehead, and its hands were placed on its head and looked bad. The cold temperament combined with the moonlight above His head, and it looked quite majestic when sitting on the throne.

Put down the "Zachlan Proverbs" that I just turned a page in my hand, and I don't have to think about fighting back directly.

[Grassian cuisine: What are you calling a dog?!]

...

At the other end of the chat group, Wang Hao sat in front of the window and watched the scenery and drank tea. He kept refreshing the chat records like watching TV shows, and enjoying the friendly interactions of the group members.

The already uneven atmosphere is like a stimulant, and the group members use their specialties to make excuses.

A scene with a 'howling majority'.

The genus cuisine is probably not very good. Gao Sheng's ancestors squirted a few words and quickly fell into a disadvantage, so perfunctory words floated out from the air, "Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ye

The matchup between the two players was tired after a quarter of an hour, and the Keshi cuisine was soon ready to leave.

Usually, he only sucks outside the game at this time of the month. Today, he came to the stars just to take refuge and relax. Who knew that he was GANK again and was happy when he was squirting and was relieved when he was squirting. He felt relieved when he was squirting. He was just a mess of his brain.

The star of the Chris is approaching two o'clock in the morning. The Chris, who was fighting at night, yawned with a daze in his eyes, and was about to say goodbye but was stopped.

A rare pure melon-eating crowd emerged and called him, just like Gudu, they were extremely pacifist.

[Imperial Pancake: @吧子子子, what's the situation? Are you excluded?]

The topic of bent out of space with just one sentence became serious in an instant. The Blue Star Federation may not teach Blue Star people to rub nuclear bombs, but the political sensitivity is absolutely enough. It is difficult for the exclusion of words and the environment of the kestro-type dishes to avoid making the group members imaginative.

[Ma Dongmei: Ha?! Who dares to bully my good brother! Xiao Ke, you V me 1M alloy, I will help you fill the Fukushima seawater from my hometown.]

[Mysterious Meow: Someone bullies the Croatian cuisine? Why don't I know.]

[Shutdown key: I have a tactical team on Blue Star. If it is one or two people, you can kill it if you find evidence of the crime.]

The group members rose to a forceful conflict, and the heart that had just warmed up suddenly became warm and caused a third-degree burn.

[Grand-style dishes: no, no! It's not a big deal, really! Why don't you explain the pancakes clearly?]

Keshicai gritted her teeth and hurriedly denied it, for fear that the group members with great power would react too aggressively and directly injured the Paris city. Who knows what the background of the team members sitting in the game world with you is?

For example, the shutdown button is very small when the water group talks. If it weren't for the active speaking today...

Tactical team, it sounds like you can't afford to offend!

[Imperial Pancake: Uh... Sorry, I'll send you a link.]

With a ding dong, Empire Pancake sent a message link.

The link frame is lined with official certification patterns, which are obviously news of official nature. Clicking in, it immediately expands the news page on the half-screen.

Wang Hao first looked at the release time of the news.

"Half an hour ago, the news was very timely."

"The title is "The Deputy Head of the Core Group, Ke Shicai, made a remark: Idealism cannot be without the consecrated world, just as the West cannot be without the Cathedral of Jerusalem Science and Technology", Idealism, Consecrated world."

After reading this word twice, and then looking at the main text, Wang Hao's doubts dissipated, and he suddenly realized that this matter probably had something to do with him.

"No wonder this lazy dog ​​posted a personal post for the first time."

There are very few news about Keshi cuisine on Wang Hao’s social account. As we all know, Keshi cuisine is either slutting fishing or on the way to fishing fishing. Apart from hiccups for a few months (in reality, days), it is impossible to post such popular science articles without any reason.

Apart from daily work and occasional conscience discovery, he is a rice worm that is purely dried rice.

[Gudu: Do you need me to remember the small notebook? Although I am pacifist, my pacifist friend should not be pointed at by a gun.]

[Great cuisine:...please, please don't make trouble.]

[Great cuisine: I just met some self-supervised ‘experts’. It’s not worth it for everyone to do something small.]

The group comforted my friends and slowly began to explain the keshi cuisine.

Perhaps it was a live broadcast some days ago. Some ‘experts’ were found to have three [students] buildings in his home star. Except for the two that were built in the beginning, the other one was built by him, which was completely different from the scientific research institute suggested by the experts in the player group.

Besides, Gudu helps to analyze the development route of civilization. The official player group has only more logistics teams, and there are countless experts. Those who are unwilling to work hard, eat, drink, defecate, and love professions, just follow the experts' suggestions.

During the live broadcast of the Keshi cuisine, the sharp-eyed expert stared at the flashing planet profile interface and jumped up angrily.

They worked hard to collect data and then gave each player a development proposal report according to local conditions. Especially for such an important strategic position of Greece cuisine, the management of the core player group has done a pure blood supply and development Greece cuisine civilization.

You said that you can build mining zoning, industrial zoning, civil centers, metallurgical plants, and they can all hold their noses.

But you just take the most useless cohesion route. Can cohesion help you double your output value or fight?

Or is it a greedy store life span?

Most experts are still good, and they try their best to analyze the pros and cons in a rational way, and talk about the benefits of main scientific research back and forth eighteen times in different words.
To be continued...