Chapter 116 If Not Here, Then There
"Jing Yuan" pays attention to any discussion of this fantasy play, not because it is his own work, but because he hopes to get different solutions and inspiration from it.
He read all the posts in the rescue section, where people from all walks of life and all species were discussing, based on reality, how to save themselves or the world if such a day really came.
The former is what Jingyuan is happy to see, while the latter is his main focus.
However, he soon discovered that if he ignored those methods that could not be replicated, he would find that many of the contents were things he had already practiced in a certain reincarnation.
Moreover, there is a certain degree of ambiguity in the details of the illusion after all. When I think more deeply about some of the solutions, they seem like castles in the air and unpredictable.
Therefore, the forum has set up a special area for brainstorming to stimulate people's endless imagination.
As long as he has enough ideas to pass the level, he can overcome all the difficulties in the process.
——Even if it doesn’t work, he can still overcome himself and try again.
Of course, there is no need to put into practice imaginations like knocking out a star god with one punch.
But now... "Jingyuan" looked at the title and clicked on this post that was just published.
Perhaps it was the omen of doomsday that attracted more people’s attention to this forum. The moment Jingyuan clicked on it, Yuzhao froze for a few seconds, and then began to load slowly.
But after a quick look, I found that the entire dozen floors were filled with a series of haha ....
"Jingyuan" frowned and jumped to the next page, only to find that each page had a different length.
What's going on? Did the Joy Order come here for team building?
The next moment, all the levels in the post disappeared, and the screen was quickly filled with words like “We meet again”.
...The forum was attacked? Jing Yuan thought so.
Then a voice was heard reminding, "He is coming."
he? Jing Yuan asked silently.
"Joy." It reminded again, "Next, no matter what He says, don't believe it."
So you have had contact with Him? I don't remember seeing this. "Jing Yuan" replied in his mind, and then he realized that "Yan Qing", who was supposed to be driving the fighting ship, fell to the ground silently.
"Yan Qing?!" He immediately squatted down to feel Yan Qing's pulse around his neck to confirm that he was just in a coma.
I breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, a cold hand moved from the lower back all the way up and finally rested on Jing Yuan's shoulder, "Aha, I really miss you so much~~"
The faint voice made Jingyuan feel like he had encountered a lonely ghost lying on his shoulder, saying "I miss you so much", but what it actually meant was "I miss you so much".
Fortunately, Aha, who simulated the universe, had mentioned this before, and it also gave a warning just now, so people would not be so helpless as if they had seen a ghost.
"You seem to be paying too much attention to me." "Jingyuan" slowly stood up, and the hand finally withdrew after he stood up completely.
“Of course Ahha is paying attention to you. After all, you are the poor creature at the center of the lie.” He deliberately spoke in a strange tone, “Even your past self has never told you this, right?”
"Don't listen, don't ask, don't think." It stopped immediately, "You know, no matter what, I can't joke with their lives."
This is another multiple-choice question. Jing Yuan stood there with his eyes downcast. Suddenly he turned around and asked, "Is this a lie?"
He laughed, “Yes, of course.”
It said in a deep voice: "No, you understand."
Then, his gilded eyes showed some hesitation, and he finally asked, "What lie?"
[On October 16, 8100, the two exploratory ships dispatched were confirmed to have lost contact. The last communication was at 7:13 pm yesterday (October 15).
Note from Luofu General Jing Yuan: No need to go out and search. 】
[On October 16, 8100 in the Star Calendar, the Antimatter Legion invaded Luofu. 】
The word "invasion" is actually not quite appropriate. After all, after the Luofu defense network entered the first-level alert state, Luofu was the only one who could shoot down the antimatter legion's warships.
So Jing Yuan took a look at the time which was about to reach the next day, and at the moment it reached midnight, he added the word "attempted" before "invade".
"It's already this late, and you're still using this kind of language?" Fu Xuan spoke anxiously, "The antimatter army is coming with such force, it's definitely not here to crash into our defense network and die!"
"Maybe the Legion has finally realized that antimatter is impossible to achieve?" Jing Yuan responded jokingly, his fingertips slowly tapping the confirmation button.
"Jing Yuan!" Fu Xuan, who was already anxious, called him by his full name, but after saying this, he miraculously found that he had indeed calmed down a lot.
Jing Yuan immediately noticed her change in mood and joked, "Mr. Fu is now more and more skilled in controlling his emotions. Yes, this will bring you one step closer to the position of general."
Fu Xuan crossed his arms and snorted, "Who else do you want to leave this position to?"
If it were a normal time, Jing Yuan would have made a few more jokes, but this time he just smiled and said, "Of course it's yours, Fu Qing."
The familiar words "Fu Qing" now sound a little frightening. Fu Xuan divined the solution to this problem, and the answer was that the solution lies with Jing Yuan.
So she divined whether this difficulty could be solved smoothly, but the final result was that she was doomed to die.
——This is also the reason why Fu Xuan is so anxious.
"You already have a plan to deal with it." Fu Xuan said confidently, "But Jingyuan, you have been through the battlefield, you know better than anyone that war is never a game."
"Yes, it has never been a game." Jing Yuan responded solemnly, "It represents the blood of countless people, the sacrifices of countless people, and a world that is destined to become a world full of holes."
“So, on another level, the existence of war is a failure of civilization.”
Fu Xuan listened to his words carefully, then threw the stack of deduction manuscripts in his hand into his arms, "I mean you can't do it alone!"
"But I'm not alone, Fu Qing." Jing Yuan held the manuscript paper and smiled at her with curved eyebrows, "I still have you."
"Although it is a little worse than I was at the moment, it is much better than when I first took office." Jing Yuan said to her proudly and gratifiedly, "And Luofu today is also much better than it was seven hundred years ago."
After saying that, Jing Yuan suddenly recalled the matter of Chi Ming that he had just dealt with and the antimatter army that was eyeing him covetously outside. So he coughed lightly and concluded, "Anyway, congratulations to you, Mr. Fu. You finally don't have to keep nagging me about the position of general."
......To be honest, Fu Xuan had thought about becoming a general many times.
It is possible that Jing Yuan died on the battlefield, it is possible that Jing Yuan fell into the evil spirit, or it is possible that Jing Yuan fell down silently at some point.
Among all the scenarios, the best possibility is that Jingyuan finally decides that he is capable of handling everything and is willing to retire peacefully.
But now... Fu Xuan tried hard to drive out the thoughts in his mind, trying to guess Jing Yuan's plan, "The Luofu defense network cannot stop operating because of any one person, even if you are General Luofu."
"It should be so." Jing Yuan nodded with relief, and his expression and actions did not reveal the slightest intention of leaving.
Guessed wrong? Fu Xuan frowned and thought. But if he didn't want to deal with the antimatter army outside, why did he leave behind such a...promise?
Jing Yuan, who noticed Fu Xuan's intention, laughed again, "This is a route that cannot be observed by the Dharma Eye."
Just as Fu Xuan was unable to observe "Jing Yuan" at the beginning.
Fu Xuan, who understood the meaning, asked carefully, "Do you still remember what I wrote on the note I left for you before I left for Yuque?"
The disasters in this world never stop, if not here, then there.
Or maybe, everywhere.
For many planets, they are powerless to resist the invasion of the antimatter army, let alone the Lord of Extinction.
The Saiduniramer star cluster gathered six world civilizations to declare war on the Great Lord of Extinction, Xingxiao, more because they had no choice but to unite.
This is a union and also a call for help.
They did not expect reinforcements to arrive, but only hoped to have enough supplies, equipment, weapons and ammunition.
But this universe is still too big, so big that their cries for help are barely audible.
People always say that disasters are natural and man-made, but when conscious people become the main cause of the disaster, how can we resist it?
The guards of the royal city looked at their comrades who breathed their last due to lack of medical supplies, and looked up at the dark sky numbly.
There had been a series of meteorites falling there, and no one could see it anymore. It was a planet very close to them.
The response from the air defense was that only by smashing them into small enough pieces could they be destroyed in the atmosphere.
But there were so many meteorites that one falling could destroy a town.
Even the shattered fragments will turn into extremely lethal shells.
The guard looked down at his missing legs, but he did not feel any relief at having escaped death.
Perhaps, it's time to end it... He reached out and took out a dagger from his comrade's equipment. Before he touched his neck, he heard an extremely loud voice, "What he treasured is actually a meteorite? I thought it was forbidden to dock here!"
It was a strange voice, a strange tone, and he didn't sound like someone who had survived an irresistible disaster.
The guard paused with the dagger against his neck and looked at the two men in silver armor walking towards him.
One of them was in silver armor and had long rose-colored hair, just like the most beautiful flower bed in their royal city.
Rose pointed with one finger and asked worriedly, "My friend, can you still see clearly what number this is?"
Is it support? The guard who put down the dagger wanted to ask this question, but his throat was so hoarse from not drinking water for a long time that he couldn't utter anything. He could only imitate the other party's movements and make the number 1.
"Your cross section is quite neat, brother!" The other man in silver armor mentioned his injury without hesitation, "When the time comes, you can get a set of prosthetic limbs like me."
As he spoke, the man also displayed the gun in his palm, "It must be the use of Wuwubo!"
Only then did the guards discover that except for the head, which was still a human body, the rest of this person's body was made of cold machinery.
What really gave him some hope was that simple sentence: "Now, this is the home turf of the Sea Patrol Ranger."
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