Caprock Munashe, also known as Bai Jiajin, is an alien species among aliens and a non-human race. He is generally regarded as extremely arrogant and arrogant, single-handedly isolating all breathing beings.
He preached war when humans and aliens were in a stalemate, and shouted love and peace when the fight between the two sides was fierce.
While he was heartbroken and told his subordinates that love is a drag, he shouted that mixed blood is not guilty in the flames of war.
He established a force independent of both civilizations and became a third party that despised racial theory.
In the end, he made a glorious exit in front of the entire galaxy.
Turn around and be reborn thirty-six years after death.
An old friend sighed: Fortunately, the leader has been dead for so many years, otherwise it would be so sad to see that the alliance he worked so hard to build is now beyond recognition, and the former followers are fighting among themselves.
Leader Bai, who was forced to play a trumpet, is dead. Jiajin sneered: A group of losers, they can't even defend the city.
... But there is still one who is guarding something.
Bai Jiajin was curious: They defected when they should have defected, and surrendered when they should have surrendered. Why didn't you sell off the things left by the leader?
Fumisha glanced at him with an expressionless expression: It was too late to know about his death, and it was difficult to get rid of the things.
Bai Jiajin: ... Hey, okay, that's a good thing.
Wait for him to get his savings back and make a comeback.
Bai Jiajin patted him on the shoulder: It's okay. I'll be the first to tell you when I die next time. You sell when the market price is the highest.
Fomisha: With all due respect, it will cause harm to you for thousands of years.
This world is a huge theophany. If you can't do it, then make way for me.
Intention: Love cannot save