Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Although Tiexiong has raised many thoughts about the great rebellion of Wanzanghai, this old man who describes the dryness is, after all, the leader of human civilization for centuries. He is the "God" of countless people's beliefs, curses and have to believe. Or honestly report to the elderly about the riots that have occurred in the fleet in recent days.

It has now been ascertained that the riots were entirely premeditated actions by the returnees.

As the earth ruins, the New Earth Joint Fleet is getting farther and farther away from homes, especially the slaughter and cleaning of the three times, and the old order has long since disappeared.

The tens of millions of people who survived and the dark and cold universe were separated by an icy iron wall. In such a claustrophobic, high-pressure and desperate environment, human beings became beasts, and beasts became demons, only one second.

Over the past few hundred years of escape, the voices against the Wanzang Sea have never subsided, and small-scale riots and strikes have occurred, but these are all embarrassing and have little impact on the mission of the Joint Fleet - Because all the opposition waves can't solve a problem, "If you don't follow the command of Wan Zhaihai, go on, go to the source of the Rock, where should the other side of the universe go?"

This problem is not solved. The riots will always be riots. It is too tired and painful to vent their dissatisfaction.

However, the "return" is different.

The returning party is an extremely dangerous trend of thought that emerged in the joint fleet in recent years. It has just been born, showing strong deception and destructive power.

Like the name of this faction, the returnees claim that after hundreds of years of self-purification and restoration, the earth has broken free from that devastating solar storm and restored a certain degree of vitality, at least, compared with repairing the earth. The hope of finding a new home at the end of the universe is even more embarrassing, so the joint fleet should not continue to move toward the unknown darkness, but should turn its direction and return to Earth.

"The difficulty of sailing in the Xinghai is far beyond our estimation. We have to wait at least tens of thousands of years to reach our destination. The food circulation system and the hibernation system cannot support such a long journey. We are destined to fold the sand in the middle of the road. Destroy in the most extreme darkness!"

"Look back, the sea is boundless, and the back is the shore!"

"It is still too late to change the course. The return path has been clearly explored by us. We will not encounter any difficulties and obstacles. We will definitely be able to go back."

"born on earth, died on earth!"

"Go back to Earth, rebuild the best homes, vast stars, endless universe, only the earth is our only paradise!"

The rebels spread such remarks in secret, as if they were venomously eroding the body of the Earth's combined fleet, and slowly squandering the last trace of trust in the Wanzang Sea.

Unlike previous complaints, complaints, and meaningless venting, the concept of the returning party is not only tempting, but also very maneuverable, especially after several major setbacks in a row, after the fleet suffered heavy losses, the old one The azure planet is a paradise for countless people, and the power of the returning people is stronger every day. Until now, even dozens of starships can be connected in series, and a massive protest of ten days and a half has finally become The joint fleet is suffering from a big worry.

"My commander!"

Although Wanzanghai is not the highest commander of the New Earth Joint Fleet, all the confidants call him this way. Tiexiong is no exception. "The returnees have been sitting big, and then they will retreat and compromise, and will only let the fire of destruction It’s time to burn, and it’s time to make a decision!

"The road ahead is long. This painful march may last for many years. A loose immigration fleet is destined to be unable to reach its destination. Only a steel-like iron can be banned."

Tie Xiong’s heartbeat is like a drum, and he has tried his best to grasp the full set of strategies and plates for a long time.

No matter how the old man responded, it was in his expectation.

After listening to the old man, he was as unresponsive as the dead wood.

Tie Xiong dared to go over and heard that Wan Zanghai said with a very light voice: "I know, go on."

Tie Xiong made a slight glimpse, his eyes turned, and he was not prepared to ask the end. He gave a deep salute to his "Commander" and left the room.

The light in the room suddenly faded, and in a dim and subtle atmosphere, the old man's weak breath was transmitted for a long time.

Unlike Tie Xiong’s thoughts, Wan Zanghai’s disrespect is not a matter of power, but he really no longer cares about anything happening in the exile fleet.

As the brain gradually dried up, vitality passed by bit by bit, especially after the destruction of the earth and the massacre of the outer solar system. The outer world of Wanzanghai gradually collapsed. Like all the elderly, he became more and more indulged in pain. Memories, past remorse, and youth, youth, and even childhood, those people, those things.

He gradually appeared in the phenomenon of illusion and auditory hallucination. He often used the star ship he was riding as a rust-stained internal organs of a steel behemoth. The twists and turns of the sacred road were like the digestive tract of the behemoth, and he was in the belly of the behemoth. Bear the most painful torture.

It is also difficult for him to enter hibernation again. Even the most potent hibernation medicinal agent can't stop a group of flames. The blood of a beach is in a dream.

Those souls, both the dignitaries and the rich who died in the hands of the outer solar system massacre, and the many ordinary people who were thrown away by him when they left the earth, whether they are powerful, rich or ordinary, are the same as the souls. - The face is distorted, his face is pale, and he is staring at him. His eyes are unspeakable, sad, and desperate.

They don't have to shout and reach out, just look at him with such a desperate look, look at him, keep looking at him, he can't stand it, and is on the verge of collapse.

"Ah, ah, retribution, retribution, this is our retribution!"

Sometimes, the old man will wake up from the nightmare, wielding a skinny arm, struggling like a drowning person, trying to break away from the omnipresent fear and despair.

"Can't escape, we can't escape, hehehehe, no one can escape the earth, no one!"

Sometimes, he spends another half day staring at the stern, as if his eyes can penetrate the walls, cabins and ramps, penetrate the dark stars, cross back to Earth, and see the earth's horror after the catastrophe.

Protest, riot, return, is it important? It doesn't matter at all. Even if there is no returning party, there will be a faction of this faction. There will be all kinds of strange talks, revealing the ugliest side of humanity and killing the hope of survival.

Even if they can live forever, they will arrive at their destination after thousands of difficulties. Are they still them, or are they human?

He didn't know, he really didn't know.

In his youth and youth, he once made a passion and wants to go to the end of the universe to find hope.

But at the end of the life of the wood, he realized what the human will is in front of the vast expanse of the sea of ​​stars, and wants to fight against the Xinghai, "to go against the sky," how hard it is to pay.

He failed after all.

After all, I came to the end of my life.

After all, I didn't want to find a way to reverse the time - even if he had already extinct humanity, at all costs, he turned himself into an unrecognizable demon!

Those joyous and sad, just and evil, trust and betrayal, indulgence and rise, humanity and animalism, angels and demons - on the scale of the universe, are jokes and dusty jokes.

Is this the end?

Wan Zhai asked himself.

Then, he heard the faint whimper, the pain of the rest of the robbery and the joy of long-awaited reunion mixed together, the sound of the clever bird's crisp and sweet voice called: "Brother?

Wan Zanghai’s eyes suddenly widened, and the violent blue veins and black old age spots faded a lot. He seemed to have restored his former vitality and could not believe his ears until the voice appeared again: “Brother, I finally found you!"

It is the voice of my sister.

Wan Zanghai burst into a groan, as if seeing a corner of the wall curled up with a crystal clear light, faintly condensed into a human form, like a legendary ghost, turned into a ragged little girl, looks very white and tender Cute, but unfortunately the two legs are so thin that they are too deformed to support the weight of the body. They can only huddle there, screaming at the watery eyes and watching him pitifully.

Wan Zanghai is like a nightmare, can't be himself.

The turbid tears burst out, almost burning his eyes, so that he could not see everything around him, only the sisters who had been separated for hundreds of years.

"Bai Linger, is that you, Bai Linger?"

Wan Zanghai took a heavy gasp and rolled down the bed, hands and feet and climbed with the ghosts facing the corner. He trembled and reached out. "Where have you been? I have been looking for you for over a hundred years. I can't find you, I always have Can't find you, Bai Linger!"

"I can't find you either, my brother, I can't find you at first, but I don't dare to go to you, afraid that it will ruin you."

Looks like the ghost of a little girl, and her face is also smashed with two sly crystals. "At that time, I stayed in the village with everyone, waiting for you and my eld brother to come back with food and medicine, left and wait for you to come back. The adventure went out and the tombstone town was destroyed. All the nearby towns were destroyed. Later, the Citigroup, the vultures, the poisonous gangs and the big gangs on the **** wilderness were destroyed. The **** wilderness has lost order, many bad people are roaming everywhere, our village is also ruined, and most of them are dead. I am sold as goods for my own 'power', ten or twenty years. I don't know what I am, where.

"At the end of the day, my 'ability' became stronger and stronger. Many people gathered around me and called me 'Goddess'. I also gradually heard about the whereabouts of my brother. But this time, you are already Wanzanghai. It is a promising big man. It is a shining star of tomorrow. I can't even bother you, let the bad guys discover your true identity. I know that you have to eat a lot of hardships today, I can't ruin you.

"After that, the meteorite struck, the sun storm, the whole earth burned up, but the immigration starship flew away in advance, flew away - what is the matter, brother, not saying that all Can people go together, why didn't you bring us?"