Chapter 633 We should invest more in him!
There was a lot of discussion between the two sides, and the atmosphere in the room was heated: "Alas, open source knowledge is simply not realistic."
"Each civilization has its own internal culture and specialties, and different ideologies, whether barbaric, despotic, lazy, or advocating freedom. They always have some hidden cards."
These turtle people were somewhat indignant and began to complain crazily: "Come on, there are still many traitors in this world. Do you really think that there can be universal peace?"
All kinds of trivial past events were thrown out in baskets.
Fortunately, there are no outsiders here. Once the information is leaked, the consequences will be unimaginable!
After discussing for a long time, the group finally brought the topic back to the starting point: "In short, human civilization still has great potential. As long as we spend more time to find some breakthroughs, level 5 civilization won't be a big problem, but level 6 civilization is a little unclear."
The crystal man sighed: "I'm just worried that there won't be enough time..."
As a group of Inhumans who know a lot of information, they deeply understand that the Ninth Era is a short-lived era. This shortness of life is reflected in all aspects. Various back-up plans are being cracked and the number of traitors and deserters is increasing.
Even the emergence of "Boundless" is actually a temporary measure.
"Unbounded" cannot exist for long.
"But no matter what, the lifespan of the Ninth Era is still one or two thousand years... Well, let's take it one step at a time." The strangers thought of the "Qiankun World". There is a reason why Pangu Continent helped Lu Yuan create a world.
The turtles were also somewhat helpless, and each of them fell into a sentimental mood of nostalgia.
After a long while, someone asked, "What about other civilizations? There should be some that are well developed?"
"If there was only one human civilization in the Ninth Era, it would also be doomed."
The crystal people thought of the civilization supported by the ancient insects, and they didn’t know how to complain about those uglier things.
He quickly selected some good news to report: "We have been staying at the Pangu Warp Point, and our knowledge of the outside world is limited to what humans have seen and heard along the way."
"Other civilizations, I've heard of gamma-ray bursts... Yes, there are also innately powerful interstellar civilizations."
"What a pity! The Blue Roc Civilization originally had great potential, but it failed in this damn place. Otherwise, it would have been easy to become a Level 4 civilization..."
The Blue Roc Prince Jin Bot saluted the group of turtle people, then sat quietly aside.
No one knew what was in his mind...
Suddenly, Jinbot bowed slightly and said, "Civilizations like ours are not uncommon in Pangaea. We have enough ambitions, as well as the will and determination to fight."
"Please believe that there must be more civilizations that are better than ours. The Ninth Era also has its own destiny and will not succumb to this disaster so easily."
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
The crystal man couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, we are scared because we know too much."
"But young civilizations are always more energetic! Not knowing anything is not a bad thing."
"Let me talk about the [Greedy Demon] again. Compared to human civilization, I am even more optimistic about him, as a single individual."
“Oh? You mean the Vision Road? But the epochal disaster cannot be solved by high combat power…” Big Turtle No. 12 straightened his back, “There is only one [Greedy Demon]…”
"Thinking back, those natural disaster-level phenomena were all the luck of the era, and they were mass-produced, hundreds and thousands at once. Phenomena of this scale did not solve the disaster of the era."
"What significance does a [Greedy Demon] have when he walks the path of vision?"
What he said was quite realistic.
It is impossible for most civilizations in the Ninth Era to take the path of visions, because the resources of the entire world are not as abundant as in previous eras, and the idealistic rules are also different from before.
The crystal man's eyes became profound: "The reason is simple. He... He is Pangu Continent's biological son..."
"What?" The turtles were speechless. Are you crazy? But the other aliens did not refute.
Isn’t the world of Qiankun a symbol of one’s own son?
"Ahem, let's put it another way. He's very rich and he's also very ambitious... so Pangu Continent has bet a lot on him..."
"Rich? How much money?"
"Conservatively estimated, more than 50,000 civilization points."
hiss……
The turtles couldn't help but feel jealous so much that their teeth began to ache. What does 50,000 civilization points mean? Or a person's personal assets? But the old strangers were not satisfied until they said something shocking: "He also has that... Xuan Huang Qi? I don't quite understand what this is. I would like to ask the seniors to explain it."
As an even more ancient existence, the turtle people discussed it for a long time before they came up with this term in their minds.
"No... there's no way it could be left..." The leading turtle widened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Didn't this thing spread across the world, which led to the birth of the innate myth? How could it be left?"
In the first era of Pangu Continent, some creatures licked the spring water dripping from the Jade Marrow of Creation and were born with spiritual intelligence.
There are also some lucky creatures who absorbed a trace of mysterious yellow energy from nature and became innate myths.
The ancestor of the Kame civilization, the [Turtle Mythology] originated from the First Era, so there are corresponding records...
"It's already the Ninth Era, how could it still exist... The specific purpose of this Xuanhuang Qi is to elevate ordinary creatures to the mythical level. You should understand how powerful it is."
The strangers looked at each other and asked, "What if there are enough of them?"
"Well... I don't know either. Even my ancestors couldn't know... You mean, he has many?" Turtle Man No. 12 began to doubt Kamesei. Is he really his biological son? "That's not the case. I don't know the exact number... In short, he has the potential to become a [Jade]. We should bet more on him." The crystal man felt that he was not fooling around. "For example, let him go to the core area of Wujie... and the last words of the civilization at the top of the tower."
"Or let him go to the moon and receive the relevant inheritance."
"Seniors should have this method, right?"
The turtles fell silent.
This matter is of great importance, and it is possible that not even one [Jade] may be produced in an entire era.
After a long while, No. 12 whispered, "We need to test him, not only his personal strength, but also his character and fighting spirit..."
"You can't have someone run away halfway through the investment. I'll arrange for him to go to the center of Wujie and fish out the remains of the hero... If he can't do this, then there's no point in talking about anything else."
The old strangers agreed: "Alas, it is true."
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Lu Yuan, who was in a deep sleep, had no idea that the aliens were discussing him.
He slept very soundly and even had a dream. He dreamed that he was in a vegetable garden carried by a small bixi, like an old farmer, wielding a hoe in the sweat.
The morning dew was still adorning the tips of the leaves, and emerald waves were already spreading across the vegetable patch.
The people of Dadong Country always have some farming genes. Looking at the full harvest in the vegetable garden, they feel full of security.
The freshly picked Chinese cabbages were neatly stacked in bamboo baskets, the edges of the leaves still moist from the soil; the lettuces held up jade-like stems, and crystal juice oozed from the cross-section.
There are tiny water droplets on the shiny purple skin of the eggplant, and when you touch it with your fingertips, you can feel the full elasticity of life.
"Once all the issues are resolved, I will retire to the mountains and become a hermit in Pangu Continent, traveling with my family and friends."
"If someone gets lost and happens to come to my place, I'll treat them to a good meal."
"If they ask me who I am... I will just laugh and say I am just a nobody."
Lu Yuan's eyes lit up as he thought about it. He picked up a cucumber and took a bite. It was so sweet and delicious, as if all the juice of the entire spring was locked in these cucumbers.
Then, he woke up.
Stretched lazily.
He transferred his soul to the Greedy Demon and saw his own creation - Little Bixi.
When this turtle was just born, its shell was one meter in diameter. The shell was like steel, its limbs were thick and powerful, and its rough tail had a barb. It looked very sturdy at first glance.
It was just that its eyes, like black pearls, did not show any emotion, and its honest big head was slightly raised, as if expressing affection for its owner.
After all, Lu Yuan is not a Daluo Jinxian, so there is no way he can bring the dead back to life - this turtle is only half-alive and half-dead, and the emotions it can express are already the limit.
He sighed softly and patted the turtle's head: "It doesn't matter. In the last second of your life, you have already won."
"Grow up slowly, and when things are settled, I will take you on a trip."
He leaped forward and jumped into the turtle shell.
This is a space like a sea of stars, without gravity and any matter, so the idealistic radiation is less than that of the "Qiankun World".
He saw a group of enthusiastic turtle craftsmen flying in the void in space suits.
They were really happy. This tortoise shell turned out to be a small world. The chaotic wind that blew away the soul had no way of blowing into the eggshell world! "Unfortunately, the rules here are too unstable. If you stay here for a long time, you might die young!" Craftsman No. 14, Turtle Man, stroked his beard and sighed in the communication channel, "Otherwise, we brothers can all play mahjong here."
"It's possible to grow vegetables. We can move a spaceship in and plant vegetables directly."
"It's a pity we don't have any seeds."
"Ask that boy for some."
Then, they saw the Greedy Demon Gods entering the space, making exaggerated gestures, as if they wanted to say something.
Because of the vacuum, no sound could be transmitted here. Lu Yuan thought about it and grabbed them all out.
"I'm really... so grateful!" Thinking that their future life would be completely different, they couldn't help but shed tears of joy, making Lu Yuan feel a little embarrassed.
"How did you make a small world?"
"The Forging Method of Creation... It is worthy of its name! It ranks among the top among the methods of the mythical grandmasters!"
The craftsmen were generous with their praise.
"What a pity! This forging method is too difficult. I'm afraid that only you can use it, and it won't be remembered forever."
"Inheritance" has a high weight in craftsmanship. There is no shortage of brilliant people in history who have complex life experiences and invented unique forging concepts.
But if this technology cannot be passed down, it will only be glorious for a while and will no longer exist in the future. Lu Yuan also sighed: "I can only use it occasionally, and I still have to find a way to simplify it in the future."
"But right now we are mainly researching Field Industrialization, which should be something that can be popularized to everyone."
When talking about this, many turtle people remembered the "Site Industrialization" and they were looking forward to it and kept rubbing their hands.
Lu Yuan was not stingy and took out a large pile of booklets, which were filled with carved texts, which he had copied and engraved himself.
"Dear seniors, these books on field industrialization are also given to you."
"This little Bixi will stay here for now and help you carry the vegetable garden. The rules inside will gradually become stable."
"Anyway, it doesn't have a lifespan or soul, so it's not afraid of the wind of chaos."
"But you have to return it to me after you get out."
Lu Yuan was reluctant to give away such an immortal-level extraordinary item rashly.
"Hahaha, don't worry, I promise to take good care of it! How about giving it half of the vegetables we grow?"
The turtle people were busy with their work, and the craftsmen began to study "field industrialization", scratching their heads and ears.
Another group began to work hard. They first filled the egg world with a large amount of air, and then simply moved a spaceship into it.
This spaceship was funded by Turtle Man No. 286 and is hidden in the abdominal cavity of a giant turtle corpse. It is considered a backup spaceship. Most of its functions are broken, but the growth of plants is very simple. All it needs is light, water and air. Even gravity is not a hard requirement.
Old Turtle No. 286 was very proud this time. With this egg world, which provided him with a steady supply of vegetables, wouldn't his status and position increase dramatically? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile and my whole body trembled.
Lu Yuan gave them some plant seeds and then walked into a large conference room.
A bunch of turtle people and old aliens from the Immortal Palace have been discussing this for a long time.
The turtle man No. 12, who had the highest status, seemed to be very friendly: "Sir, the Greedy Demon, thank you very much for the vegetable garden you gave us. It will add a lot of color to our lives in the future."
"We have also found clues to the remains of the heroes you are looking for."
Lu Yuan could foresee that the old aliens must have revealed a lot of information, but he didn't care much. After all, only if you show potential will others invest.
"Just call me Lu Yuan. [Greedy Devil] is just another name."
The large turtle man No. 12 took out a compass with red lights flashing on it.
He said seriously, "We have tracked down the so-called 'bloodline curse' and made corresponding deductions. We found that the remains of the hero may be in the depths of the Boundless, which is very close to the Epochal Disaster. Are you willing to salvage him?"
Lu Yuan was silent for a while: "Do I have this ability? What is the probability of death? I need to know the specific information."
"Don't worry, most of the [ghosts] in Wujie are still sealed... As the guardians of the [ghosts], we can still figure out their status."
"The remaining monsters are either locked up with the [ghosts] or are no match for you. As long as you don't deliberately pick a fight with them, the risk isn't great."
"But what I want to say is that you may recognize some truths in the whole process...but this truth cannot be recognized." Turtle Man No. 12, who has a white beard and a huge body, said earnestly.
"Why?"
"Because cognition is a kind of idealistic gravity... Please note that what I am talking about now is already a relatively low level of cognition. It is extremely dangerous, and I cannot tell you more."
"If you raise your level of cognition, you might go crazy, or you might even attract further attention from Pangu Continent. By then, even if you want to leave this world, it will be extremely difficult. Once the epochal disaster arrives, you will also take on higher risks."
Lu Yuan's mind suddenly raced. He was in the state of [Greedy Demon], would he go crazy? "Seeing how confident he is, it should be... difficult for him to escape."
Then he thought of more information. Why are ghosts irrational? "Is it because he went crazy and had to abandon his reason?"
So that's it, everything happens for a reason! Why did the Eighth Era create a boundless world? Why was the Ninth Era so short-lived?
He thought to himself, "This is because in the past eight eras, too many people have recognized the era disaster... Countless idealistic gravity has pulled it closer."
"The existence of 'Boundless' barely isolates this cognition, delaying the occurrence of the final terror. But this delay is always time-limited, and it cannot be delayed indefinitely."
The old turtle man continued, "If you are willing to carry out the mission, we will send a [ghost] to temporarily erase your conscious mind, leaving only your subconscious mind. This will reduce your cognitive risk."
“You have to make a psychological decision.”
"Of course, even if you don't go, we won't say anything."
The old turtle sighed and said, "This is a short-lived era."
"The remains of the hero can also hold out for a long time. Maybe when a disaster breaks out, the remains will still hold on..."
"He was originally a resolute man who sacrificed himself for all living beings. Moreover, he is already dead now, so being cursed is nothing. He can't feel any pain..."
Lu Yuan was silent.
He thought of the little Bixi that didn't dare to break out of its shell, the little Bixi that trembled in fear in the face of terror.
Isn't he himself another little Bixi?
I always want to escape, but there is no way to go. We were walking on thin ice, but the entire mountain and field was covered with broken ice.
Those languages that transcend life may be hidden in our spiritual world.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh and utter the classic line: "Now that we are here, we can't back down at the last step."
"What should I do?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the strangers in the Immortal Palace fell silent, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
Even the old turtles had mixed emotions. They looked at him dimly with their eyes, looking at each other in silence, with only a sigh in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)
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