Made by God

Knowing that Qi Ze is likely to be the descendant of the Huaxia tribe who left the Black Eyed galaxy that year, Yan Junyu’s ill feeling towards him has been reduced a lot. But this is just a guess after all, and more facts are needed to prove it. In case the other party is a spy carefully cultivated by the Federation, and deliberately sets a special background for him to gain the favor and trust of the upper-class society of the empire, this also makes perfect sense.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yan Junyu looked at the numerous shining stars in the sky, thinking aimlessly. If Qi Ze is really a compatriot living outside, where did his ancestors go back then? What have you experienced? Have you established your own country? Will you be bullied by foreign races?

The empire has developed from a weak, small regime into today’s superpower. I don’t know how many times it has experienced the crisis of extermination and the baptism of war. To settle down in a completely unfamiliar place, you will inevitably encounter various predicaments. In order to break free from the predicament, injuries, bloodshed, and sacrifices are inevitable.

The Sea Emperor, and even the Huaxia Empire, was a completely unfamiliar environment to Qi Ze. Under the appearance of being bold and reckless, would he feel hesitant and helpless? Was it awake at night, panic and restless?

In random thoughts, the bathroom door behind him opened, and Qi Ze walked out while wiping his hair, with only a bath towel around his waist, and his skin was too white even under the orange light. Out of politeness, Yan Junyu consciously shifted his gaze, but then suddenly turned back in the next second, showing a surprised expression.

I saw Qi Ze take out a few pieces of clothes from the space button and put them on one by one. Two of them were pure white tops and trousers, made of soft and light material, which were worn close to the body; the other was a pure black robe with double flaps, buckles and waist tie White jade belt, elegant and wide cuffs and hem are embroidered with clouds and flames with silver silk thread.

As a Chinese, and a veteran nobleman with a prominent family background, Yan Junyu would not even be unable to recognize the costumes of his ancestors. But any set of Hanfu he had seen in his life couldn’t be compared with the one in front of him. Introverted, gorgeous, solemn, and dignified, after wearing it, Qi Ze’s whole person has become different.

The sloppy expression that always soaked in the corners of his eyebrows disappeared completely, replaced by a calm and solemn expression. He smoothed the folds of his shirt and hem, and stretched his wide sleeves, then opened the door of the study and walked in.

Yan Junyu hurriedly followed and found that there was only a table and a chair in the study, and there were no extra furnishings. He was walking around and looking around, only to see Qi Zeguang’s sleeves, the originally small space was twisted, and after a few seconds of shaking, a deeper and more open space suddenly appeared.

“Space folding?” Yan Junyu was shocked. Space folding technology has long been popularized in the empire, but the way Qi Ze can superimpose dimensional space on real space without the aid of energy crystals and space matter is simply unheard of and unseen. If everyone has this kind of technology, then the housing price of Emperor Capital will not increase year by year due to the rapid increase in population.

At present, the largest space button circulating on the market can be several thousand square meters, but there is no air in it, the time flow rate is zero, and it cannot store living things at all. In other words, the dimensional space that Qi Ze has opened up that can connect to the real space is hundreds of years higher than the imperial science and technology in terms of technology alone. And Imperial Technology is the most advanced in the entire Black Eye Galaxy.

“Where are you from?” Although asked like this, Yan Junyu was almost certain that the boy was a visitor from outside the galaxy. If the forces behind him have such high-end technology and military power, and have already dominated the Black Eye Galaxy, how can the Empire and the Federation take the lead?

The guess that was originally the most impossible is now the closest to the truth. Yan Junyu rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that the situation was more complicated and trickier than he expected. Powerful enemies outside the territory are much more difficult to deal with than domestic rivals, but I only hope that Qi Ze never harbored malice against the tribe with the same blood.

He thought about it for a while, and then realized that Qi Ze had entered the inexplicable space, so he immediately followed.

This is a palace built of huge rocks. The dome of the palace is supported by nine pillars, and the pillars are carved with many simple and atmospheric totems. Yan Junyu approached and took a closer look, only to recognize the dragon and the phoenix, but he had never seen the others.

The dragon and phoenix have been symbols of the Huaxia clan since ancient times, and these sculptures can be seen everywhere in the hall, which all prove the origin of Qize and the Huaxia clan. Those Chinese ancestors left because they opposed genetic modification and intermarriage. No wonder he kept saying that he was a carbon-based person.

Yan Junyu suddenly realized that, without realizing it, his ill feeling towards Qi Ze diminished a lot, but a sense of identity faintly developed. The Huaxia nationality is a nation that pays great attention to bloodlines. No matter how far away they meet, they will always give the greatest tolerance and help to the same tribe. It is precisely because of this indelible nature that they can leave the most fire in the catastrophe.

Qi Ze is of the same race, if he is not malicious in mind, he can stay in the empire and live a good life. Thinking about this, Yan Junyu’s cold facial lines couldn’t help softening. He walked around in the temple, looking around, full of excitement and awe.

Inferring only from the architectural style, this seems to be an ancient relic, and it is a relic belonging to the Chinese ethnic group. Why did Qi Ze bring it all the way to the Black Eye Galaxy? Why did he leave his homeland?

One mystery is solved, and more mysteries emerge, and Yan Junyu’s mood has also undergone a subtle change. In the beginning, he only felt jealous and worried, but now he has a lot of desire to explore the truth and trace the root cause. The empire spent huge costs to protect the ancient culture, but it has never been effective, but the compatriots living outside seem to have done a good job.

He watched with interest as Qi Ze took out a piece of black paste from the space button and put it into the copper furnace in the center of the hall, a plume of green smoke curled up, bringing out a rich fragrance. At the same time, the wall lamps inlaid on the columns ignited spontaneously without fire, one after another, illuminating the entire space.

In the depths of the dark and quiet hall, a sword-scarred stone stele finally showed its full picture. An incomparable and vast sea of ​​power revealed from the stele body, radiating only a tiny trace, which also made Yan Junyu’s spiritual body turbulent. . He backed away in amazement, shocked.

But Qi Ze slowly approached, and finally knelt down in front of the stele, knowing when there were three sticks of incense in his hand. He held the incense and bowed, and after three bows, he inserted the incense into the copper furnace and bowed again. Boom boom boom, dull kowtow reverberates between the dome and the pillars, making people sad for no reason.

There are five square characters carved on the stele. The font is the oldest seal script. Not to mention that Yan Junyu didn’t know it. Even if the most authoritative archaeologists of the empire were invited, they might not be able to read it. But even so, Yan Junyu understood what Qi Ze was doing.

This kind of tablet is used by the Chinese people to record the life of the deceased. Only the name of the dead will be carved on it for future generations to burn incense and worship. This kind of custom and etiquette, which only exists in historical documents, is now being performed in real terms. No wonder Qi Ze’s every move is so solemn and silent and sad. Looking closely, there seemed to be a little water condensed in the corner of his eyes, shimmering in the candlelight.

Yan Junyu approached uncontrollably, knelt beside the young man, trying to comfort him, but he heard the other side whisper, “The way of heaven is vast, too mysterious. The loneliness is invisible, and the sect has died…” With this sentence, his clear voice became hoarse and choked, and his eyes were filled with water, as if he could cry with a single blink.

When Yan Junyu thought that the young man would cry bitterly in the next moment, he raised his head and stared at the dome blankly, with deep hatred and deep thoughts on his face. However, he adjusted in just an instant, and when he lowered his head again, the tears in his eyes had evaporated, and all kinds of violent emotions were buried in his heart.

This is a child who has lost a loved one, and also a child who bears hatred. Yan Junyu finally saw a trace of truth, and he also had a somewhat vague guess about the origin of the boy.

He speaks and behaves very elegantly, showing that his family background must be extraordinary. The words he wrote and the words he said are all full of ancient rhyme, and he must have received the influence of Chinese culture since he was a child, and he has a solid foundation. That being the case, why didn’t he stay at home well, but fell to an alien planet hundreds of millions of light-years away, even billions of light-years away, being trampled and humiliated by the people here as carbon-based people?

There are two most reasonable guesses: one is running away from home; the other is being persecuted.

Yan Junyu looked at the stele, and then at the young man kneeling in front of the stele, looking distressed, and the answer was almost certain to be the second kind. Suddenly, he remembered the scene of seeing each other for the first time: He was lying in a pool of blood, looking at him with incomparably bright eyes, and his strong desire to survive made him deeply impressed and unforgettable for a long time.

Later, the boy lay in the hospital for three months without saying a word. It happened that a civilian airship fell on Neptune Star at that time. One of the passengers was a carbon-based man who was about to come to the Neptune Star Military Academy to study. I have never been able to find it. The nurse in the hospital checked the boy’s genes and found that it was carbon-based and the age was right, so he naturally recognized him as a survivor of the plane crash.

He never stated his identity from the beginning to the end, and everything is just going smoothly. No wonder he told Ouyang Ye that he had never lied and had no ulterior motives. The most likely reason he came to the Black-Eyed Galaxy was to avoid enemies from hunting down.

Wanting to understand the cause and effect, Yan Junyu’s eyes were softer, and he patted the young man’s hair with his translucent palm, and said in a low voice, “You have no relatives anymore? Then you should live well.”

The boy seemed to have heard it, and didn’t seem to have heard it again. He slammed his head against the stele. When he straightened his back, there was no expression of grief and hatred on his face, but full of perseverance.