Mythic Revival: My Profession Has No Limits

Admit it, you just can't stand those weird aliens. They are different from us. You can't stand the disrespect for the body. Today it eats the bodies of your family members, and tomorrow, it eats you. You can't bear to live surrounded by these creatures that are no different from the monsters of ancient legends. Our emotions are incompatible and our logics are very different. Coexistence? Absolutely impossible. Now is the time for us to revive the traditions of our ancestors. From the moment we first united as one and set foot outside our beautiful blue planet. That word has been lost in our culture for eons. But, I know, it will never disappear from our genes. Our race has been inseparable from the tree branch moving to the ground, and our destiny has been inseparable from it. Listen, compatriots! The call of the ancestors, they call in Kadesh, in Between the Two Rivers, in Egypt, in Changping, in Red Cliff, in Verdun, in Normandy, in every piece of land and every ocean on this planet. In Chinese, in English, German, Russian, Lingua Franca... All human languages converge into that cry: War! War! War! Compatriots! Now, it is time! Initiate the war agreement and send out the human legion! We will fight, we fight on the planet, I We fight in the nebula, we fight in hyperspace, and we will fight wherever needed in the universe! We fight for the future of mankind, even if we have to burn the sea of stars and burn the galaxy! Send this message to all alien races that intend to resist! War is coming!

Why doesn't this kind of literature that travels between modern worlds rely on the modern world to build a suit of armor for itself? Not to mention the inconvenience, with titanium alloy, carbon fiber, polymer materials, etc., The strength is far superior to ancient metals. You can make armor that is lighter in weight and has better defense effect. I really feel that full-cover metal armor is heavy and inconvenient. You can get 3D printed mail armor. How can clothes made of super fibers such as Kevlar have better defensive effects than store-bought sweatshirts? Other tools can also be obtained through modern science, and they do not require particularly advanced science and technology, such as DJI drones and the like. You can see farther than you can with your own eyes, right? If the DJI drone can't fly, a telescope can always do it. Modern optical telescopes can even see the stars, aren't they just a few kilometers away? As for cold weapons, it is even easier. Not to mention ordinary-level alloys such as high-carbon steel. If you are willing to spend a little more money, you can definitely find someone to customize powdered steel. If it is not good enough, you can customize powdered Damascus steel, which has the advantages of both. The disadvantage is that it is expensive. Modern technology is not useless. Unless another world bans modern technology, such as electricity and explosives, due to different rules, with the firepower configuration of the modern world, unless those monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas use large-scale and long-distance extraordinary power when they first come up, flesh and blood may not be able to withstand modern guns. Unless the shell of the Shanhaijing monster is stronger than the armor of a main battle tank.

Unsurprisingly, the ending sucked. The beginning was pretty good, but since the daily update of 20,000, I have been venting my emotions and not polishing the plot properly. Coupled with the author's criminal record, it is normal for The Eunuch to be unfinished. I still remember the author's previous game novel. It had a pretty good setting, but he cut it out because he pursued better results, saying that one book would have better results than the other. At that time, I knew that the author was a thoughtful person. But it's useless to have a strong heart. What's the use of polishing and settling if you don't sink your mind. There are several subsequent books and this one, and it can be seen that the author has not made much progress. The author should reflect on

The writing is too fragmented. Every time the human race returns to the ruins, people like the aristocratic family, the ancients, and the Buddhists can still be resurrected. Everyone hides their strength, and then they fight in a group. None of the human races are extinct. How come they survived the previous eight returns to the ruins? He is a lackey of an alien race. Apart from the protagonist, I have never seen a few serious human beings who want to save the world (meaning to unite the human race). Each of them has a lot of small ideas, and then the alien combat power is written to crush the situation, and each of them survives by being a dog.

This book is purely psychosomatic, with a lot of nonsense, and the plot is terrible. How old is the author? Even if it was written with AI, it wouldn't be so childish and chubby, right?

See Chapter 174, which is the story of the protagonist and a few followers fighting against the entire human race and aliens. Returning to the ruins nine times only produced one protagonist to fight against the aliens. Other ancient people, modern people and aliens join forces to destroy the protagonist.

I came in after reading the introduction, and then found that it was inconsistent and inconsistent. It was completely the author's own words.

When I saw the psychology skill at the beginning, I thought I wanted to play something elegant, but ended up playing a warrior instead.

I typed this and this, back and forth, why don't I just write an invincible article, and I'll die immediately if I take action.

After seeing Chapter 170, I really can't stand the poison anymore. It's too middle-class, too brainless, and the logic is too confusing.