Chapter 10: Chapter 10 The Twilight Hero
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Xu Zhi returned to the house, entered the kitchen, and began to boil water. He was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea.
The fire of civilization has been shed.
This kind of wormy ape with a vigorous body is more like a Western race, named Gilgamesh, the mythical Western king, and he can see Xu Zhi's high hopes for him.
Even, even before the test tube stage of these species of insects and apes, they did not accept the second gene-termite gene that they accommodated, Xu Xu also gave it to him, which shows that the expectation is extremely deep.
Whether he can really rise depends on himself.
Next, Xu Zhi was very comfortable, sitting on the door of the house with Erlang's legs, looking at the various scenes of the yard, "The orchard yard of five or six hundred meters only cleaned one hundred square meters to build the sand table, or else Clean the weeds somewhere?"
Xu Zhi thought about it and said that he would do it, even though he didn't think about it clearly, what to do with the remaining land.
As for the expansion of the 100-meter sand table, he felt that it was unnecessary in a short period of time. The area was too large, but it was not easy to control. The current area is almost enough.
Boom Boom Boom!
After a while, there was a knock at the door.
Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down his hoe and opened the door. Outside the door was Chen Xi, looking at him with a bunch of food, and looked at him madly in the courtyard. Very curious, "Ah? Are you cultivating the land?"
"Yes, practice your hands and exercise your body." Xu Zhi picked up a towel and wiped her sweat. She couldn't see everything in the sand table, but just thought she was cultivating land.
"I can't think of a high-caliber foreign student who quit his job with a salary of more than 100,000 last year.
Chen Xi scratched his head and looked at Xu Zhi’s upper body with golden ratios, sharp muscle contours, and an old blush. He silently scolded that he must be repairing the drawing and hanged it, "Brother Xu Zhi, here is what you eat! Well, do you want to help? I also helped my mother plant seedlings at home. Your orchard has been deserted for a long time. Is your orchard five or six hundred square meters? It’s really a big farmer. You are alone now and you can’t figure it out!"
"No need to."
Xu Zhi smiled and said: "No way, the yard is big, I will reclaim a piece of land, plant some interesting seeds, and maybe bloom flowers that are rotten to the awesome."
"--Oh." Chen Xi exhaled curiously, patting his chest to ensure, "Then you plant the land! Tell me what you want to eat! My aunt Li and I will do it for you!"
Then leaped away.
In the end, she secretly added a sentence and gave Xu Zhi a crit. "It was so depressed before, and suddenly it turned into a red face, and her hair grew out. It must be back to the light....It is estimated that I can't live for a few days. Before I die, I have to take good care of you."
Huh??
I have to die if I grow my hair?
"Nima, do you regard rice as my last supper? This nizi is too insulting. I am only in the middle stage of stomach cancer." Xu Zhi gasped, staring at the girl, and opened the meal box.
Inside is a well-prepared urinal, fried eggs with poached eggs, carrots, grass, very earthy, swallowed in one swallow, and the whole person's mouth is full of fragrance and refreshing.
The taste of hometown!
good to eat!
Really fragrant!
"This girl's craftsmanship is really good. I may be a dead person. She should take good care of my dying cancer patient and come over and give me food every day..."
Cancer needs to pay attention to diet, especially stomach cancer, like such delicious and nutritious food, he can't eat enough, he is paralyzed on the lounge chair in the yard, and he doesn't want to move.
After a while, I started to do some chores and cleaned up the orchard.
After doing farm work in the yard, he was covered with mud, and he started to wash his clothes and wring out the water. Pieces of clothing, underwear, and ropes hanging in the yard, "Oh, when should I go into the city There is a washing machine."
........
the next day,
However, in the face of her behavior as a terminally ill patient with compassion and sympathy, Xu Zhi refused to come.
Living in the farmland at home, there are people who give delicious food to take care of this dying terminally ill patient, making him feel that the world is full of love. Is there a more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this?
No more.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
Cultivating the fields, planting the fields, and relaxing to the ultimate light life of the farm, he already vaguely had that kind of seclusion.
This short day was very short for Xu Zhi. Three meals and a little sleep, it took a long time for the sand table, and it was over a hundred years. For the insects with an average life span of 40-50 years In other words, they have passed through the reproduction of two generations.
Now, after two generations, the green insect apes passed the torch of civilization, is he already dead?
not at all.
He gave Xu Paper a big surprise.
Xu Zhi clearly recorded the progress of their civilization.
In the ten years after Xu Zhi left, Gilgamesh led the insect ape to continue to flee. He marveled at the fact that there is such a magical fire in the world, the flame can cook food, the flame can drive the behemoth at night, and the flame can be cold Provide warmth and maintain body temperature during the night.
The use of flames represents the origin of civilization.
The sword of Damocles left behind is an invincible weapon in this primitive forest. Gilgamesh used his weapon sharpness to kill countless Dora behemoths, making people linger and start to breathe. With the power of resistance.
In the second decade.
Gilgamesh was out of adolescence and went to her 30s.
He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, and became the most powerful hunter of the insect ape family. He was called the hero king by the tribe people. He even used fire to burn the land, making the land fertile, and began to cultivate and carry out simple farming life.
He is inexhaustible, arrogant and arrogant, self-respecting, and the giant of wisdom has given him three treasures of civilization in his hands. He clearly knows that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly opened up cuneiform scripts and innovative languages that record ethnic history. He considered himself to be the first intelligent species to open up a civilized world. He recorded his history of creating civilization in books and praised it. He said the name "Genesis".
He was arrogant, tyrannical, and charismatic.
In the tribe, he has one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives, who will bear offspring for him. Most of the offspring will be strong and powerful, inheriting his bureaucracy and wisdom.
But at the age of 30 to 40 years of the insect ape, Gilgamesh is now in his thirties.
This owl has reached the end of their race, he ushered in his old age, that year, the rugged hero king wielding the sword of Damocles, has towards the end of life.
In the tree house made of trees, the flames in the fireplace burned, dissipating heat waves.
"That is the monster of wisdom that gave me the flame of civilization. It is so beautiful and rotten, like a jumping red stamen."
Gilgamesh sat peacefully on the giant chair braided by the fur of Ala, with a long and deep gaze. His entire burly and tall body was old and slow, turning his head, looking at the giant heads hanging on the wall.
The corpse heads of various beasts, gritty, unyielding, powerful, and trembling, these once brutal giant beasts have been conquered by him.
The whole wall seems to record his glorious life.
In his life, he lived brilliantly enough, and rotten enough.
He realized his dream when he was young.
He was satisfied.
"The next tribal leader has been identified as my son, Kish of Aga. His ability is not inferior to me. He can lead the entire tribe and continue its glory."
Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end, and death was inevitable. He had almost admitted his life, silently took out the blood of strength that year, and sighed: "Everything has no worries, the wisdom monster said, Only the bravest warriors in the world can be subdued, but they will not survive death, and they will have unparalleled power."
"Am I, the most brave warrior in the world?"
"Let me take a look!!" His hero was late, his clouded eyes slightly stunned, and he remembered his glorious years in a trance, suddenly burst into tears, silently punctured his arm, poured strength on his wound Blood.
pain!
Extremely stinging!!!!!
Gilgamesh struggled.
This twilight hero fell to the ground, experienced countless fights in one body, but never rolled so painfully and violently, gasping, and finally, he survived the death, stood up, and his vigorous black hair gradually receded, showing his chest strong The abs on the face, the dense black hair on the face faded, and the perfect face like a god was revealed.
He is no longer gray and black, and he has become a snowy-haired worm, his skin is delicate and crystal clear, like a termite, like a snow giant walking out of a blizzard, his muscles are golden like a Greek sculpture, with a strong impact and streamlined beauty.
"This power is..."
This burly young man with white hair slowly stood up, "Blood of power, what a great power."
Click.
He squeezed the sturdy skeleton handrail slightly and shattered it instantly.
At this time, Aga, Kish, the son of Gilgamesh, was standing at a high place. He raised the sword of Damocles high and announced that he would inherit the next generation of leaders.
Aga of Kish, a wise hero, can have both morals and morals. He is more like a qualified and kind leader than a tyrannical and arrogant father. Gilgamesh is also aware of this, so he is willing to change his position when he is old. Leave it to him and he is unwilling to lead the destruction of the tribal civilization developed by his people.
But now, it's different...
It is completely different.
The very kind and well-loved Aga of Kish, even if he has enough respect for his father, never thought of taking his place, Gilgamesh must not have any hidden dangers.
"I'm back, leader, it's still mine."
On this day, blood spilled and the sound of howling sounded in the Sumerian tribe. The hero king Gilgamesh killed son and returned to the position of leader and lived the second life.
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Xu Zhi returned to the house, entered the kitchen, and began to boil water. He was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea.
The fire of civilization has been shed.
This kind of wormy ape with a vigorous body is more like a Western race, named Gilgamesh, the mythical Western king, and he can see Xu Zhi's high hopes for him.
Even, even before the test tube stage of these species of insects and apes, they did not accept the second gene-termite gene that they accommodated, Xu Xu also gave it to him, which shows that the expectation is extremely deep.
Whether he can really rise depends on himself.
Next, Xu Zhi was very comfortable, sitting on the door of the house with Erlang's legs, looking at the various scenes of the yard, "The orchard yard of five or six hundred meters only cleaned one hundred square meters to build the sand table, or else Clean the weeds somewhere?"
Xu Zhi thought about it and said that he would do it, even though he didn't think about it clearly, what to do with the remaining land.
As for the expansion of the 100-meter sand table, he felt that it was unnecessary in a short period of time. The area was too large, but it was not easy to control. The current area is almost enough.
Boom Boom Boom!
After a while, there was a knock at the door.
Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down his hoe and opened the door. Outside the door was Chen Xi, looking at him with a bunch of food, and looked at him madly in the courtyard. Very curious, "Ah? Are you cultivating the land?"
"Yes, practice your hands and exercise your body." Xu Zhi picked up a towel and wiped her sweat. She couldn't see everything in the sand table, but just thought she was cultivating land.
"I can't think of a high-caliber foreign student who quit his job with a salary of more than 100,000 last year.
Chen Xi scratched his head and looked at Xu Zhi’s upper body with golden ratios, sharp muscle contours, and an old blush. He silently scolded that he must be repairing the drawing and hanged it, "Brother Xu Zhi, here is what you eat! Well, do you want to help? I also helped my mother plant seedlings at home. Your orchard has been deserted for a long time. Is your orchard five or six hundred square meters? It’s really a big farmer. You are alone now and you can’t figure it out!"
"No need to."
Xu Zhi smiled and said: "No way, the yard is big, I will reclaim a piece of land, plant some interesting seeds, and maybe bloom flowers that are rotten to the awesome."
"--Oh." Chen Xi exhaled curiously, patting his chest to ensure, "Then you plant the land! Tell me what you want to eat! My aunt Li and I will do it for you!"
Then leaped away.
In the end, she secretly added a sentence and gave Xu Zhi a crit. "It was so depressed before, and suddenly it turned into a red face, and her hair grew out. It must be back to the light....It is estimated that I can't live for a few days. Before I die, I have to take good care of you."
Huh??
I have to die if I grow my hair?
"Nima, do you regard rice as my last supper? This nizi is too insulting. I am only in the middle stage of stomach cancer." Xu Zhi gasped, staring at the girl, and opened the meal box.
Inside is a well-prepared urinal, fried eggs with poached eggs, carrots, grass, very earthy, swallowed in one swallow, and the whole person's mouth is full of fragrance and refreshing.
The taste of hometown!
good to eat!
Really fragrant!
"This girl's craftsmanship is really good. I may be a dead person. She should take good care of my dying cancer patient and come over and give me food every day..."
Cancer needs to pay attention to diet, especially stomach cancer, like such delicious and nutritious food, he can't eat enough, he is paralyzed on the lounge chair in the yard, and he doesn't want to move.
After a while, I started to do some chores and cleaned up the orchard.
After doing farm work in the yard, he was covered with mud, and he started to wash his clothes and wring out the water. Pieces of clothing, underwear, and ropes hanging in the yard, "Oh, when should I go into the city There is a washing machine."
........
the next day,
However, in the face of her behavior as a terminally ill patient with compassion and sympathy, Xu Zhi refused to come.
Living in the farmland at home, there are people who give delicious food to take care of this dying terminally ill patient, making him feel that the world is full of love. Is there a more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this?
No more.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
Cultivating the fields, planting the fields, and relaxing to the ultimate light life of the farm, he already vaguely had that kind of seclusion.
This short day was very short for Xu Zhi. Three meals and a little sleep, it took a long time for the sand table, and it was over a hundred years. For the insects with an average life span of 40-50 years In other words, they have passed through the reproduction of two generations.
Now, after two generations, the green insect apes passed the torch of civilization, is he already dead?
not at all.
He gave Xu Paper a big surprise.
Xu Zhi clearly recorded the progress of their civilization.
In the ten years after Xu Zhi left, Gilgamesh led the insect ape to continue to flee. He marveled at the fact that there is such a magical fire in the world, the flame can cook food, the flame can drive the behemoth at night, and the flame can be cold Provide warmth and maintain body temperature during the night.
The use of flames represents the origin of civilization.
The sword of Damocles left behind is an invincible weapon in this primitive forest. Gilgamesh used his weapon sharpness to kill countless Dora behemoths, making people linger and start to breathe. With the power of resistance.
In the second decade.
Gilgamesh was out of adolescence and went to her 30s.
He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, and became the most powerful hunter of the insect ape family. He was called the hero king by the tribe people. He even used fire to burn the land, making the land fertile, and began to cultivate and carry out simple farming life.
He is inexhaustible, arrogant and arrogant, self-respecting, and the giant of wisdom has given him three treasures of civilization in his hands. He clearly knows that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly opened up cuneiform scripts and innovative languages that record ethnic history. He considered himself to be the first intelligent species to open up a civilized world. He recorded his history of creating civilization in books and praised it. He said the name "Genesis".
He was arrogant, tyrannical, and charismatic.
In the tribe, he has one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives, who will bear offspring for him. Most of the offspring will be strong and powerful, inheriting his bureaucracy and wisdom.
But at the age of 30 to 40 years of the insect ape, Gilgamesh is now in his thirties.
This owl has reached the end of their race, he ushered in his old age, that year, the rugged hero king wielding the sword of Damocles, has towards the end of life.
In the tree house made of trees, the flames in the fireplace burned, dissipating heat waves.
"That is the monster of wisdom that gave me the flame of civilization. It is so beautiful and rotten, like a jumping red stamen."
Gilgamesh sat peacefully on the giant chair braided by the fur of Ala, with a long and deep gaze. His entire burly and tall body was old and slow, turning his head, looking at the giant heads hanging on the wall.
The corpse heads of various beasts, gritty, unyielding, powerful, and trembling, these once brutal giant beasts have been conquered by him.
The whole wall seems to record his glorious life.
In his life, he lived brilliantly enough, and rotten enough.
He realized his dream when he was young.
He was satisfied.
"The next tribal leader has been identified as my son, Kish of Aga. His ability is not inferior to me. He can lead the entire tribe and continue its glory."
Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end, and death was inevitable. He had almost admitted his life, silently took out the blood of strength that year, and sighed: "Everything has no worries, the wisdom monster said, Only the bravest warriors in the world can be subdued, but they will not survive death, and they will have unparalleled power."
"Am I, the most brave warrior in the world?"
"Let me take a look!!" His hero was late, his clouded eyes slightly stunned, and he remembered his glorious years in a trance, suddenly burst into tears, silently punctured his arm, poured strength on his wound Blood.
pain!
Extremely stinging!!!!!
Gilgamesh struggled.
This twilight hero fell to the ground, experienced countless fights in one body, but never rolled so painfully and violently, gasping, and finally, he survived the death, stood up, and his vigorous black hair gradually receded, showing his chest strong The abs on the face, the dense black hair on the face faded, and the perfect face like a god was revealed.
He is no longer gray and black, and he has become a snowy-haired worm, his skin is delicate and crystal clear, like a termite, like a snow giant walking out of a blizzard, his muscles are golden like a Greek sculpture, with a strong impact and streamlined beauty.
"This power is..."
This burly young man with white hair slowly stood up, "Blood of power, what a great power."
Click.
He squeezed the sturdy skeleton handrail slightly and shattered it instantly.
At this time, Aga, Kish, the son of Gilgamesh, was standing at a high place. He raised the sword of Damocles high and announced that he would inherit the next generation of leaders.
Aga of Kish, a wise hero, can have both morals and morals. He is more like a qualified and kind leader than a tyrannical and arrogant father. Gilgamesh is also aware of this, so he is willing to change his position when he is old. Leave it to him and he is unwilling to lead the destruction of the tribal civilization developed by his people.
But now, it's different...
It is completely different.
The very kind and well-loved Aga of Kish, even if he has enough respect for his father, never thought of taking his place, Gilgamesh must not have any hidden dangers.
"I'm back, leader, it's still mine."
On this day, blood spilled and the sound of howling sounded in the Sumerian tribe. The hero king Gilgamesh killed son and returned to the position of leader and lived the second life.
Xu Zhi returned to the house, entered the kitchen, and began to boil water. He was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea.The fire of civilization has been shed.This kind of wormy ape with a vigorous body is more like a Western race, named Gilgamesh, the mythical Western king, and he can see Xu Zhi's high hopes for him.Even, even before the test tube stage of these species of insects and apes, they did not accept the second gene-termite gene that they accommodated, Xu Xu also gave it to him, which shows that the expectation is extremely deep.Whether he can really rise depends on himself.Next, Xu Zhi was very comfortable, sitting on the door of the house with Erlang's legs, looking at the various scenes of the yard, "The orchard yard of five or six hundred meters only cleaned one hundred square meters to build the sand table, or else Clean the weeds somewhere?"Xu Zhi thought about it and said that he would do it, even though he didn't think about it clearly, what to do with the remaining land.As for the expansion of the 100-meter sand table, he felt that it was unnecessary in a short period of time. The area was too large, but it was not easy to control. The current area is almost enough.Boom Boom Boom!After a while, there was a knock at the door.Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down his hoe and opened the door. Outside the door was Chen Xi, looking at him with a bunch of food, and looked at him madly in the courtyard. Very curious, "Ah? Are you cultivating the land?""Yes, practice your hands and exercise your body." Xu Zhi picked up a towel and wiped her sweat. She couldn't see everything in the sand table, but just thought she was cultivating land."I can't think of a high-caliber foreign student who quit his job with a salary of more than 100,000 last year.Chen Xi scratched his head and looked at Xu Zhi's upper body with golden ratios, sharp muscle contours, and an old blush. He silently scolded that he must be repairing the drawing and hanged it, "Brother Xu Zhi, here is what you eat! Well, do you want to help? I also helped my mother plant seedlings at home. Your orchard has been deserted for a long time. Is your orchard five or six hundred square meters? It's really a big farmer. You are alone now and you can't figure it out!""No need to."Xu Zhi smiled and said: "No way, the yard is big, I will reclaim a piece of land, plant some interesting seeds, and maybe bloom flowers that are rotten to the awesome.""--Oh." Chen Xi exhaled curiously, patting his chest to ensure, "Then you plant the land! Tell me what you want to eat! My aunt Li and I will do it for you!"Then leaped away.In the end, she secretly added a sentence and gave Xu Zhi a crit. "It was so depressed before, and suddenly it turned into a red face, and her hair grew out. It must be back to the light....It is estimated that I can't live for a few days. Before I die, I have to take good care of you."Huh??I have to die if I grow my hair?"Nima, do you regard rice as my last supper? This nizi is too insulting. I am only in the middle stage of stomach cancer." Xu Zhi gasped, staring at the girl, and opened the meal box.Inside is a well-prepared urinal, fried eggs with poached eggs, carrots, grass, very earthy, swallowed in one swallow, and the whole person's mouth is full of fragrance and refreshing.The taste of hometown!good to eat!Really fragrant!"This girl's craftsmanship is really good. I may be a dead person. She should take good care of my dying cancer patient and come over and give me food every day..."Cancer needs to pay attention to diet, especially stomach cancer, like such delicious and nutritious food, he can't eat enough, he is paralyzed on the lounge chair in the yard, and he doesn't want to move.After a while, I started to do some chores and cleaned up the orchard.After doing farm work in the yard, he was covered with mud, and he started to wash his clothes and wring out the water. Pieces of clothing, underwear, and ropes hanging in the yard, "Oh, when should I go into the city There is a washing machine."........the next day,However, in the face of her behavior as a terminally ill patient with compassion and sympathy, Xu Zhi refused to come.Living in the farmland at home, there are people who give delicious food to take care of this dying terminally ill patient, making him feel that the world is full of love. Is there a more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this?No more.Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.Cultivating the fields, planting the fields, and relaxing to the ultimate light life of the farm, he already vaguely had that kind of seclusion.This short day was very short for Xu Zhi. Three meals and a little sleep, it took a long time for the sand table, and it was over a hundred years. For the insects with an average life span of 40-50 years In other words, they have passed through the reproduction of two generations.Now, after two generations, the green insect apes passed the torch of civilization, is he already dead?not at all.He gave Xu Paper a big surprise.Xu Zhi clearly recorded the progress of their civilization.In the ten years after Xu Zhi left, Gilgamesh led the insect ape to continue to flee. He marveled at the fact that there is such a magical fire in the world, the flame can cook food, the flame can drive the behemoth at night, and the flame can be cold Provide warmth and maintain body temperature during the night.The use of flames represents the origin of civilization.The sword of Damocles left behind is an invincible weapon in this primitive forest. Gilgamesh used his weapon sharpness to kill countless Dora behemoths, making people linger and start to breathe. With the power of resistance.In the second decade.Gilgamesh was out of adolescence and went to her 30s.He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, and became the most powerful hunter of the insect ape family. He was called the hero king by the tribe people. He even used fire to burn the land, making the land fertile, and began to cultivate and carry out simple farming life.He is inexhaustible, arrogant and arrogant, self-respecting, and the giant of wisdom has given him three treasures of civilization in his hands. He clearly knows that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly opened up cuneiform scripts and innovative languages that record ethnic history. He considered himself to be the first intelligent species to open up a civilized world. He recorded his history of creating civilization in books and praised it. He said the name "Genesis".He was arrogant, tyrannical, and charismatic.In the tribe, he has one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives, who will bear offspring for him. Most of the offspring will be strong and powerful, inheriting his bureaucracy and wisdom.But at the age of 30 to 40 years of the insect ape, Gilgamesh is now in his thirties.This owl has reached the end of their race, he ushered in his old age, that year, the rugged hero king wielding the sword of Damocles, has towards the end of life.In the tree house made of trees, the flames in the fireplace burned, dissipating heat waves."That is the monster of wisdom that gave me the flame of civilization. It is so beautiful and rotten, like a jumping red stamen."Gilgamesh sat peacefully on the giant chair braided by the fur of Ala, with a long and deep gaze. His entire burly and tall body was old and slow, turning his head, looking at the giant heads hanging on the wall.The corpse heads of various beasts, gritty, unyielding, powerful, and trembling, these once brutal giant beasts have been conquered by him.The whole wall seems to record his glorious life.In his life, he lived brilliantly enough, and rotten enough.He realized his dream when he was young.He was satisfied."The next tribal leader has been identified as my son, Kish of Aga. His ability is not inferior to me. He can lead the entire tribe and continue its glory."Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end, and death was inevitable. He had almost admitted his life, silently took out the blood of strength that year, and sighed: "Everything has no worries, the wisdom monster said, Only the bravest warriors in the world can be subdued, but they will not survive death, and they will have unparalleled power.""Am I, the most brave warrior in the world?""Let me take a look!!" His hero was late, his clouded eyes slightly stunned, and he remembered his glorious years in a trance, suddenly burst into tears, silently punctured his arm, poured strength on his wound Blood.pain!Extremely stinging!!!!!Gilgamesh struggled.This twilight hero fell to the ground, experienced countless fights in one body, but never rolled so painfully and violently, gasping, and finally, he survived the death, stood up, and his vigorous black hair gradually receded, showing his chest strong The abs on the face, the dense black hair on the face faded, and the perfect face like a god was revealed.He is no longer gray and black, and he has become a snowy-haired worm, his skin is delicate and crystal clear, like a termite, like a snow giant walking out of a blizzard, his muscles are golden like a Greek sculpture, with a strong impact and streamlined beauty."This power is..."This burly young man with white hair slowly stood up, "Blood of power, what a great power."Click.He squeezed the sturdy skeleton handrail slightly and shattered it instantly.At this time, Aga, Kish, the son of Gilgamesh, was standing at a high place. He raised the sword of Damocles high and announced that he would inherit the next generation of leaders.Aga of Kish, a wise hero, can have both morals and morals. He is more like a qualified and kind leader than a tyrannical and arrogant father. Gilgamesh is also aware of this, so he is willing to change his position when he is old. Leave it to him and he is unwilling to lead the destruction of the tribal civilization developed by his people.But now, it's different...It is completely different.The very kind and well-loved Aga of Kish, even if he has enough respect for his father, never thought of taking his place, Gilgamesh must not have any hidden dangers."I'm back, leader, it's still mine."On this day, blood spilled and the sound of howling sounded in the Sumerian tribe. The hero king Gilgamesh killed son and returned to the position of leader and lived the second life.
