Chapter 3 Funeral and News

The next day, Ye Wuyou was invited to Eric's funeral, that is, the rebirth ceremony. After their death, all the Baimi people will turn into buildings of different heights and styles in Baimi stars according to their last wishes for future generations to cultivate, in order to be strong for the whole race. This sentiment is really admirable.

The sky is gray, and it is drizzling. The air of Baimixing is extremely metal-containing, which is not suitable for other creatures to survive at all. When it rains, the metallic smell is even stronger, and you can even see various granular metal components in the air.

In the middle of the undulating building complex, there is an open space covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, surrounded by Bermian people with weapons, but the muzzle is aimed at the sky at this time.

Hundreds of leaders of Bermi, led by Ezafer, slowly walked to the center of the open space. Ye Wuyou, standing in the crowd, saw that they were sad and looked very similar, but they could not distinguish their age, and their hearts were also strangely dignified.

The Baimi people may have a small population or have special feelings between them, which makes these cold metal people look flesh and blood, even more sincere and warm than many intelligent races that boast humane and bloody.

There is no doubt that the unity of the Baimi people touched Ye Wuyou's heart, but he, who had already sealed most of his emotions, still stood in the crowd with an indifferent face, allowing the rain full of metal poison to wash his body.

"Dear companions, today, Eric is back, and we will respect his last wish and let him return to the embrace of his home planet. Let's bless Eric's rebirth.

The low, hoarse and dull voice came from Ezafei's mouth and clearly came to everyone's ears. A blessing, accompanied by sadness, gradually spread in the air. At this moment, all the Bermian people braved the rain and looked up at the sky, as if in the place where everyone's eyes were focused, a figure was smiling and waving away...

Silent blessings and mourning lasted for a whole hour, and everyone present was like a statue, motionless.

When Ezzafei held the ball of the law of space brought back by Ye Wuyou and slowly separated his hands, everyone's eyes shifted coincidentally and followed the energy ball until it was fully integrated into the silver soil.

At this time, a slight earthquake came from the ground, and then when the energy ball disappeared, a silver seedling ten centimeters high with only two small leaves broke out of the ground.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou suddenly had an inexplicable throbration, and mysterious pictures kept flashing in his mind: life...death...death...life...

Not only that, what he saw was more about destruction and creation. Under the interweaving of these patterns, places that he always seemed to understand in the past became enlightened in an instant...

Just when Ye Wuyou fell into some sudden epiphany, Ezzafi slowly walked to the seedlings, looked at the seedlings lovingly, and forced out a drop of silver blood from his fingertips, dripping on the seedlings.

Next, everyone came to the ground one after another, repeating Ezafei's behavior. Strangely, a large number of blood drops were completely absorbed at the moment they touched the seedlings.

When the last Bermian who arrived completed the ceremony and retreated aside, the silver seedlings full of blood began to rise and thrive at a speed visible to the naked eye.

one meter, two meters... ten meters, 100 meters, kilometers...

In just a moment, a thousands of meters-high silver towering giant tree appeared in front of everyone, showing lush branches and leaves. Around it, it also exuded a strong spatial source energy and a trace of the power of space law. There is no doubt that this is the only gift Eric gave to his compatriots after his death.

At the same time, Ye Wuyou also woke up at this time. When he asked about the details and learned that he had missed it, he couldn't help showing guilt to Ezafei. The latter smiled: "Don't worry. I have something to say to you at night. I hope you can come. I'll wait for you at home."

Although he was puzzled, Ye Wuyou still decided to stay one more day to prepare for the appointment in the evening.

At this time, the Permian people with weapons around them sounded to the sky, and a large number of brilliant sparks kept firing into the sky. From afar, around the huge silver trees, full of bright artillery fire, looks extremely spectacular...

The night of Baimi is completely different from that of the earth. Not only does it have no moon, but the temperature will also plummet to reach a low temperature of dozens of degrees below zero. And there is often heavy snowfall, making the silver-covered planet more holy and snow-white.

As the real ruler of the entire Kolandis Galaxy, Ezafei's residence is unexpectedly simple, only three stories high, and looks like a huge rice ball from a distance.

When Ye Wuyou arrived as promised and entered it, he found that it was also very simple. Except for a high-tech light brain, tables and chairs, photo frames and other necessities, there was nothing else.

"Sit down. There is nothing to treat you here. Please forgive me."

Ezafei drinks a soft metal drink unique to Baimixing, which is a rare wine for Baimixing people and is equivalent to expensive tea or wine. However, it is a deadly poison for other races of flesh and blood, because it contains a large number of heavy metal elements that cannot be absorbed, decomposed and excreted.

Ordinary people only need to smell it, and they will be poisoned. At least they have to lie down for three or five years. Even if he is a crystal warrior, in addition to the God of War, he will die if he takes a sip.

Ye Wuyou sat quietly opposite Ezafei and did not ask what was going on. He knew that this kind Baimi star was not only powerful, but also powerful. He was proud of his strength and was as powerless as a baby in front of the other party. If you want to make it difficult for yourself, there is really no need to work so hard.

"Eric is a child full of **, ambition and kindness, and the pride of me and even the whole Baimi star, because he is the only Baimi star in history who controls the laws of space, but unfortunately..."

Ezafai was neither a strong man standing at the top of the law nor the ruler of the entire Colantis galaxy at this time, but a father who misses his children. He kept telling Eric's funny and embamish stories, and seemed to be immersed in this sad and happy nostalgia.

"You are a good listener." Speaking of this, Ezafei smiled: "At the funeral, you got the epiphany that many people dreamed of. If Eric knew that his rebirth could bring such an effect, he would be complacent again. So you don't have to blame yourself at all."

In the face of such relief, Ye Wuyou really didn't know what to say, and Ezafei seemed to have expected it and continued: "Thank you very much for bringing Eric's body back from the distant earth. If I don't avenge you, Eric will definitely turn against me. Unfortunately, I don't have rare source crystals in my hand, but you can go to the cosmic mercenary alliance to try your luck, where there are often good missions. Of course, the danger is not low.

I was going to explain the essence of the law to you, but now it seems that there is no need for it. Your path is very special. I can't see through it, so I can't guide you.

But I'm also a rich man. The things here are enough for you to reach the peak of the galaxy. In addition, your spaceship is so broken that I had it modified two days ago. I hope you will like it."

After receiving the space ring thrown by Ezafei, Ye Wuyou swept it slightly with his spirit and was full of gratitude. It was actually full of cherished galactic cultivation materials. If you take out any of these materials, their value can be equal to an undeveloped living star.

Finally, when I heard the news of the transformation of the Flying Fish, I understood why Ezafei stayed for one more day. Although he escorted Eric's body back, these were all paid. Now he suddenly received such a generous reward, which made the arrogant Ye Wuyou a little ashamed.

"These are really not valuable things for me, so you don't have to refuse. In addition, if you encounter a race that claims to be a protoism in the future, you must be careful..." Before Ezafei finished his words, he found that Ye Wuyou on the opposite side was a little strange, so he asked nervously, "You have met him!?"

"Well, my galaxy, called the solar system... Later, I met a guy who claimed to be a Protos in a remote galaxy, and his strength..."

Ye Wuyou revealed his experience about the apostle of God and his encounter with the central brain over the years. After listening to it, Ezafei's metal face showed a trace of wrinkles for the first time.

"Oh, you... take care of yourself."

Ezafi obviously concealed a lot of things, but Ye Wuyou did not ask, because this is human behavior, and he is satisfied that he can get information about rare source crystals and cherish a lot of galaxy-level materials.

At present, the two chatted for a while, both of which were about the common sense of the universe, and Ye Wuyou returned to his residence. However, after he left, Ezafei showed a trace of bitterness: "Eric, my brave and kind child, please forgive my father's cowardice and selfishness. The little guy who sent you back has been targeted by Protus. Unfortunately, for the sake of the whole Colantis galaxy, my father can't remove his mark on his body. Please forgive me."

The next morning, Ye Wuyou said goodbye to Ezafei. When he came to the tarmac, he found a brand-new Flying Fish. Although the volume and appearance have not changed much, his perception is that the shell and skeleton of the whole Flying Fish have become extremely tough, and its defense and wear resistance have jumped from B-class to the top S-class.

Not only that, the intelligent system of the Flying Fish has also been strengthened, and many star maps and various huge data have been entered.

Moving!

My natural behavior was exchanged for Ezzafei's selfless help. The Bermi people are the top race in the universe, but they have no preconceived. This is an admirable race.

"Flying fish, it's time to leave!"

"Master, you are finally back. Where are we going next?"

"Flying fish...you..."