Grand Academy of Natural Sciences

On the high war tower in the center of the Sky Fortress platform.

Compared with the little guys on the square who are elegant and eager to try, the figures here who perform their duties and talk about them are like the creators who deprived the right of life and death, pointing the country.

"I think at the beginning, the Holy See would form a Night Expeditionary Corps every more than a hundred years. The Golden Knights Corps, the followers of countless mad believers, traverse the vast desert of death, and pass through the sand sea of ​​countless beasts. Even less than half, in this foreign land full of strangeness and danger, a cruel war with blood is the end of every pope."

Taking a sip of wine, Sicily's mouth was sneered.

Lazy posture, she couldn't hide her charming demeanor in the slightest, and her eyebrows were dark and thin.

"But now we have only dispatched less than 300 scholars, leaning on the comfortable sofa, and determining the life and death of blood, is this the power of knowledge?"

In the control room, in addition to the many crystal ball projection screens, the ceiling and ground seem to be made of some translucent material. The light is colored from the reverse side, revealing a soft light like lemon, full of science fiction texture.

This can also be regarded as the progressive transformation of the Sky Fortress after Ceratos absorbed the black silk battleship technology.

"Thanks to the wisdom of Master Ceratos, who has provided us with such a comfortable environment, otherwise we may not be much better than the Holy See. I am afraid that we will be like those primitive civilizations, and we can only rely on wheels to slowly pass through. Death desert, hahahaha."

[Astrologer] Hei Wen joked, and suddenly everyone chuckles from the control room.

Along the way, Ceratos had a serious expression, and the black text's jokes made the slightly restrained atmosphere in the control room a little easier.

Sicily shook his glass of red wine, his eyes blurred.

She seemed to see the destruction process of the wind eye from the vortex of red wine, and said quietly: "Master Ceratos, is it worrying about the new generation of war platforms?"

As one of the ten giants who made outstanding contributions in the Panguula Highland War, Ceratos was under great pressure.

Sicily certainly knew why he was like this.

As a pioneer in academia, his gaze will naturally not be limited to the weaknesses in front of him like those little guys. He is worried about the horrible unknown in the dark depths and worried about the tasks of the next few decades.

"It's only three star screen units away from here, but it took us half a year to get there."

After a pause, Ceratos looked at Sicily.

He continued: "And the Black Dead Civilization Warship, according to the cracked information, it is an unknown depth of the continent that is more than one hundred and fifty star screen units away from us! Even according to the superbody analysis record, this aircraft once When we were the furthest away, there were already more than a thousand star screen units. In other words, in the eyes of those more powerful civilizations, the two civilizations of the star screen land and the night land were almost stuck together. In their eyes, we are still just bugs."

The black text smiled slightly.

He who had been in contact with the envoy of the Central Civilization, of course, was not without such a city government to cater to him. It was just that the old and cunning man had been a lot more careful after the establishment of the college alliance meeting, especially after the special investigation by the guy at the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences.

Sicily is still so elegant and calm.

She drank the red wine that swirled in her hand by shaking the glass.

"It seems that Master Ceratos has no confidence in the progress of his academy?"

Ceratos sighed softly when he heard the words.

In the previous top-secret meeting, whether it was Relo or Sicily, there was a clear plan for the progress of the test of higher catastrophic weapons.

In particular, Leiluo even has a clear mathematical formula to explain the power, loss, and experimental progress of the fusion-level radiation weapon. In comparison, he has obtained the experimental data of the Black Death Civilization War platform, and undoubtedly lags far behind.

After all, from the perspective of humans, it is just a pocket-sized battleship toy with a length of 20 cm!

It is undoubtedly an arduous process to analyze it comprehensively and apply the various technologies involved in the human academia. Even if it were not for some data left by Superman, facing this dark warship, Latos wonders if this is just a model!

To deeply analyze and understand the technology and power of a civilization, it is necessary to comprehensively analyze and understand its history, from its social, humanistic and biological evolutionary system, to understand its essence and try to replicate it.

"In the next hundred years, it is not that there is no chance to make a major breakthrough in curvature space technology, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Sicily asked.

Ceratos sighed and shook his head: "Unless you get the first-hand information on the history, humanities, social system, and biological evolution of the black civilization, just like the exploration mission we are currently performing, but there is too far away, 150 star screen units, Even if you don’t consider the energy problem and the crisis in the journey, or the docking process, it is just a task of collecting specimens. The sky fortress will go back and forth at full speed for at least 200 years. This is simply an impossible task."

For two hundred years, Wei is indeed a desperate number.

The long journey is precisely the shackles of the lower civilizations, which undoubtedly makes the lower civilizations more eager for breakthroughs in curvature space-time technology.

Facing Ceratos’ solemn helpless sigh, Heiwen said at the right time: “Masters don’t have to worry too much. From the perspective of civilization, we have completed many civilizations in just a few hundred years and have not completed many tens of thousands of years. Don’t you think we are too scary from the perspective of many equal civilizations?"

Scholars who can enter the control room are at least exposed to the power of law or indirectly threatening the special existence of pioneers, senior academicians, so they will not feel too restrictive to each other.

An Liya is one of them.

This female scholar, who was recommended by Lei Luo, appeared at the pinnacle.

She smiled and interjected: "Before leaving, Master Lei Luo once told us to nurture a group of combat scholars who can adapt to this kind of war. I think he should also consider this aspect? In the future, we will follow the constraints of time and space. We will face countless frequent super-combats, and catastrophe destruction will become a matter of course. Therefore, as the first destruction, we should focus on training and learning as much as possible."

The scholars standing in the war control room, wearing costumes that claim to be civilized, understate the destruction plan of another civilization.

They want to wipe out their traces from this world and completely destroy an ancient species that has lasted thousands of years.

However, because of their own moral hindrance, they will explain this war as forced aggression.

The so-called forced aggression.

It refers to the possibility that the other party will have a technological civilization explosion similar to the golden age of academia in the future, and will obtain a qualitatively changed civilization level in a short period of time. This poses a threat to the human academia. Therefore, the human academia has to expand in order to prevent problems before they happen. Destroy the war.

This is probably the self-proclaimed noble civilization, the distress in the face of the most direct life-and-death decision-making rationality, the troubles, or sorrows, in the face of the instinct of a beast as a creature.

Embarrassed by moral fetters, they need to tell themselves the truth about self-deception.

"Hey, hey, that's what Master Heiwen said. We have had such a powerful force for hundreds of years. If we develop for hundreds or thousands of years, we really don’t know what will happen. Let’s look at the blood. Yan, has been in this ancient land for tens of thousands of years, but has always been in a low-level civilization stage of ignorance and ignorance. This low-quality and inferior species should free up precious living space for us, right?"

With a sullen laughter, an old woman who was about to lose her teeth spoke words that made scholars laugh with sarcasm.

"Yes, from the three pioneers nine hundred years ago to the three cornerstone guardians of the Wasteland Age, we have completed the transformation of civilization in just a few hundred years, and these low-level ignorant creatures are still drinking blood. In the prayer stage of the faith, the cognition of the power of the law is still to cast the gods through faith. UU reading www.uukanshu.com relies on the shelter of the gods and is willing to become the livestock of the gods’ enslavement, oh...I almost forgot They haven’t even invented the wheel yet. A low-level species with no development potential is not worth having the same living space as ours.”

Another senior in academia sneered and survived the hardships and catastrophic wars of the wasteland, making them confident in the future of the academic community.

Maybe to avoid embarrassment.

This group of figures, as if standing at the height of the creator, underestimated the process of determining the life and death of another species, and then began to chat about casual words, looking for self-deprecating and ridiculing enemy jokes, indirectly releasing their inner grasp The joy of the power of higher civilizations is also taking this to taunt the civilization that is still in the backward stage.

It's like two hostile poor bugs falling into the mud of a swamp at the same time.

One of them paid a huge price and finally found a way to climb up. After climbing ashore with hardship, while getting rid of the joy of death crisis, he naturally inevitably had to mock his stupid struggle at the beginning, so as to taunt the stupid one who has not yet climbed up. Goods, I haven't found a way to come up.

They seem to have forgotten the hardships and sacrifices they have made for this.