Chapter 509: King, We Met a Ghost
"Will the Dream Network... be successful?"
"I don't know. All we have to do now is wait."
The Duke of the Blue Roc Civilization, Magmite, who hid in the Green Mountains, has been in a state of great fear of genocide.
The dark clouds in my heart grew thicker and thicker, and I felt like I was frozen.
Even if they still have nearly five thousand elites surviving, so what?
That would be a mass extinction of civilization! If all 8 million people in the city died, they would really be so desperate that they would commit suicide immediately and want to leave with them...
As for Lu Yuan's battle with the "ghost", the satellite could only see a blurry mosaic...
The combat effectiveness of both sides exceeded their imagination. Exceeding the speed of sound was already a common thing, and the red light attack of the [Ghost] was like a nuclear bomb.
That is a war of idealism! Magmite's numb soul seemed to have left his body as Lu Yuan teleported through space again and again.
I can't understand it and I can't comprehend it.
It was not until the end, when Lu Yuan brought back their prince, that the Lanpeng people breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt himself recovering from the drowning state.
There is still hope!
Cheers were heard from the human investigation room next door.
"The commander-in-chief has arrived! Prince Lan Peng has been rescued!"
Magmite relaxed a little and took a gulp of water fiercely.
"This world is too scary." Magmet said to the ratman craftsman, "Is materialistic technology useless?"
The group of ratmen craftsmen were too lazy to hibernate. They were just trembling with fear and didn't even have the courage to look at the screen.
Damn it, they just came here to try their luck, and while trying to get lucky they encountered a ghost!
The most terrifying thing is that this vast grassland is the territory of the [Monster] and there is no way to escape...
What made them feel even more weird was that the Greedy Demon Puppet was so powerful that it took it half an hour to dismember the [Ghost].
Which one of these is the ghost?
In their minds, only the top civilizations can dismember ghosts.
This combat performance is somewhat subversive.
It took a long time before someone explained.
"Materialism is not useless, it's just that the technology is not advanced enough and the power is not strong enough." Shu Gongye pretended to understand and looked at the Lanpeng people, "If you increase the power of the hydrogen bomb to 100 million tons, maybe you can dismember the ghost directly and then seal it up."
"Your hydrogen bomb is not powerful enough, it's only one million tons."
He looked as if he was shaking his head. “But it’s no use if it’s blown to pieces. The [Ghost] will be resurrected soon.”
"If we use a container cover to contain the fragments, will it be considered a seal?" asked Magmite.
Shu Gongye snorted coldly, "It's not that simple. We must collect all the fragments! Because if you don't revive it, the blood and other ingredients will have an 'immortal' effect, causing a large-scale ecological disaster, and then it will cause even greater trouble."
"So the best way is to collect the body parts intact and seal them carefully."
"But sealing them is a hundred times, a thousand times more difficult than blowing them up!"
Magmet blinked awkwardly. They couldn't deny Shu Gongye's comments.
A megaton hydrogen bomb... could destroy a city, but it wasn't powerful enough? He lay dejectedly on the chair, looking out the window.
An inexplicable thought came to my mind: "It seems... not impossible to join a more powerful human."
"The Blue Peng civilization must be passed on. We still have 5,000 people... I wonder if the genetic diversity is sufficient..."
"It's bad. The mix of male and female isn't very good. There are too many males and too few females."
Even the duke's wife is still hibernating!
It smacked its beak, somewhat annoyed.
At this moment, Shu Gongye thought of something, took out a mirror from his arms, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I have something important to report!"
His mirror, with its extraordinary appearance and sparkling light, immediately attracted the attention of the bird people.
Shu Gongye was actually showing off on purpose. As a VIP, the rat people have always been treated well in Green City.
As for star craftsmen, if they can create a little wealth, they will be S-level talents! Sometimes humans even ask them to make equipment or something.
But now with a large group of VIPs, it’s hard to say what the future will be like.
More than 3,000 divine skills! There are definitely a lot of such common abilities as craftsmanship and glyph reading.
The knowledge of a quasi-interstellar civilization is really concentrated in the hands of a small number of people! As long as these people cooperate, they will definitely be guests of honor.
So the Rat Worker had to fight for some benefits for himself: See, I have a backer! You latecomers, don't try to steal the position of the Rat Man! After a while, the Rat King Huang Feng came online.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and cursed at the mirror: "What time is it?"
"It's twelve fifteen in the morning."
"What kind of bullshit is more important than me controlling a female rat? I told you, we found a closely related race! They're having a baby!"
"You don't have such a blessing. Who told you to betray civilization?"
He put this big hat on top of me.
"My king, we have encountered a [ghost] and are fighting."
Shu Huangfeng shuddered, and the mirror in his hand almost slipped to the ground.
The shrewd and capable king said stealthily: "Then you will die."
"Before you die, send all your wealth here as your final contribution to civilization. Come on, I'll pay for the transfer."
Shu Gongye's beard trembled, revealing a look of contempt: "My lord, that Lu Yuan actually fought with the [ghost] for many moves and escaped back."
"Although he used a treasure given to him by the ancient insect, the puppet of the Greedy Demon God is really powerful. We have enough reason to suspect that it is another body of his... well, you know."
The air fell into silence.
Rat King Rat Huangfeng said tremblingly: "There is something so early in this era... It seems that our vision is not bad. This guy has some luck."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"My king, it's getting late. This may be a short-lived era."
"The [ghosts] have all escaped. This is completely different from the situation in the Eighth Era. It is really possible that we are in the middle of the Era."
The master craftsman urged, "My king, have you collected the spiritual energy to survive the disaster of the era? Are you not controlling the female rat all the time?"
“Perhaps in a thousand years the mass extinction will begin.”
Shu Huangfeng showed a trace of embarrassment. It's very difficult for me to do what you said.
In public, can't you give me some face? Rat Huang Feng immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing and pretending to be repentant.
"After something so serious happened, I can no longer indulge in the land of gentleness!"
He grunted and said, "We will set off tomorrow and will not stay here any longer. Don't worry, I am an ancient man, how can I covet beauty?"
Shu Gongye: "Moreover, he seems to have that ability... the ability of the sealing resin that he exchanged for us. I was wondering where he got this sealing resin from, it turns out he cut his own flesh."
The Rat King was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "Every civilization has secrets, just pretend you didn't see them. Wait, he took it out and used it? That's troublesome... Go and talk to him, and ask him to stay out of the spotlight and not use it easily again."
He held up a finger: "The eyes of heaven are watching!"
"My lord, this is another race."
Rat Gongye shook the mirror proudly, allowing Magmite and Rat Huangfeng on the side to chat for a few words.
The two sides even made some small deals and exchanged some knowledge.
The Lanpeng people came in large numbers to seek refuge, and naturally they brought some assets with them.
As a quasi-interstellar civilization, they actually have quite a bit of wealth. After all, they have been wandering for many years.
As for the ratmen craftsmen, they also have some wealth and are widely spreading the knowledge of the Eighth Age. They are equivalent to NPCs. Whenever they encounter a civilization with potential, they will curry favor with it and try to get some luck.
"So humans are a pretty awesome civilization?" Duke Magmite's feathers trembled. "Oh, I'm not saying they're not awesome. They have mirage space and poppy trees. Their foundation is much stronger than our Blue Roc civilization."
"But... it's even more powerful than I imagined?"
Rat Huangfeng said: "Hehe, we have encountered many civilizations over the years. Including those hiding in the safe zone, there are at least 10!"
"There are many civilizations that are lame. Your Blue Roc civilization is considered to have considerable potential, among the top 1%, or even 1%, of civilizations."
These people from the Lanpeng civilization were flattered and had mixed feelings.
No matter how much potential they have, it seems like... they are dead.
"You may have underestimated how difficult it is to escape from the [ghost]. Once you get close to that thing, you will know how terrifying it is. You won't even have the courage to move, let alone fight against it."
"The people who can fight those things are..."
"Alas, it's true... We can still feel the murderous aura even through a screen." The bird people sighed.
The Rat King said, "On the surface, humans are a third-level civilization, but their leader is blessed with great fortune and many secrets... Well, since you have all surrendered, just stay here and work hard. Maybe there will be a day for them to rise in the future... What mother civilization? There is nothing we can do if it dies."
"Our people...are not dead yet!" Magmite stretched his neck and said viciously.
"We are dead too, oh, I understand!" The rats were gloating over their misfortune, looking a little mean.
Suddenly, the light on the ceiling flickered twice and the temperature dropped several degrees.
A ratman craftsman shouted, "My Lord! It seems that the [ghost] has come to our city!"
"Well... okay... I'll hang up first, we'll talk later." Rat Huang Feng said hurriedly, "Hold on! Don't die."
The image in the mirror disappeared.
It's not that he is cowardly and afraid of death, but that [ghosts] are extremely sensitive to super powers and will attack based on their abilities!
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(End of this chapter)