Chapter 651: Chief of the Kame clan, we have found Pangu Continent’s biological son!



Chapter 651: Chief of the Kame clan, we have found Pangu Continent’s biological son!

Gravitational wave technology is a purely materialistic approach and has been a common means in history of calculating the orbit of the dark world.

Everything has gravity, and the gravitational source of dark matter can interfere with the propagation of light. If you simply observe the sunlight, instead of observing the dark world, it will not cause information backlash.

The old cat couldn't help but start to worry. The previous ones were fine, but what did the sudden appearance of a gravitational wave telescope mean? It held its head with its two paws and began to ponder the truth behind the disaster of the era...

"You're all like the Riddler right now... I'm the only one who doesn't know, meow."

"Don't ask. Think about those Inhumans. Why can they only survive the disaster by erasing their memories? It's better not to know."

The old cat was in a dilemma: "But how can I mention this within the civilization? It's strange and abrupt to suddenly ask for the construction of a gravitational wave telescope in Green City? We have never studied this thing before."

Miss Conch said: "Now that we have some fiscal surplus, we can use various talent training programs to launch some unprofitable scientific research projects. Mixing the gravitational wave telescope in it will not seem out of place."

This approach is like fishing in troubled waters, but it does sound feasible.

"As for gravitational wave technology, the Lanpeng civilization should have it."

"Haha, of course. I was just about to recommend myself! We were a quasi-interstellar civilization in the past!" Jin Bot had no way to leave the alien space, so he participated in the first Momen Conference in the form of a "virtual image".

"But Pangaea is mixed with a lot of idealistic gravity, so past theories may not be very accurate."

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to have a theory than to have none. If we get in touch with a few more civilizations and exchange some academic materials, we should be able to complete our knowledge in this area soon."

"So to sum up, the goal of mankind is to build a space port and a gravitational wave telescope. Old Cat, this must be done. I can't tell you the reason. Just push forward."

"I understand...but it will take a long time."

Lu Yuan thought of something else and added: "Oh, yes, there is another more important point, installing a planetary engine in the north. It is not too urgent, but it must be planned. The turtles will come to help you in the future."

The old cat couldn't help but "meow". Are you a little too crazy? ! But there was no way to refuse at this moment, so I could only bite the bullet and start thinking, how can I get this resolution passed within Green City?

Under current conditions, planetary engines are actually not very realistic and still need to be carefully planned from a long-term perspective.

"Finally, it's me. Since everyone thinks so highly of me, I have to do something practical."

Lu Yuan talked about his development plan: "I have been thinking, what can I do for Pangu Continent? In fact, there is very little. The development of the world certainly has its own evolution."

"Even if I forge a large number of extraordinary items every day, what I can bring to Pangu Continent is still very little."

"So I can only choose to develop myself, that is, the Qiankun World. This is where I am completely different from the [Jade] of other eras. I have the combat power of the Four Great Calamities level, and there is a world, which the other eras do not have."

At this point, Lu Yuan calmed down and said, "Bloodline, I need a lot of bloodline to develop Qiankun Continent. Ordinary animal bloodline or extraordinary bloodline, all are needed!"

"The blood of ordinary animals can be provided by human biological laboratories..."

"But for the bloodline of rare and precious animals, I still need the help of my friends. I am really incapable of doing it alone."

"That's easy..." said Kameya. "I, the Kame civilization, will get some for you. And you humans can trade a batch of them... But blood is a bit complicated. It's not ordinary genes or cells, but a kind of idealistic rule, a concept between illusion and reality."

"How many do you need? If we need hundreds of them, it will be impossible to do it."

"I'll think of a solution. If that doesn't work, I'll just create the corresponding extraordinary props. We now have two master craftsmen."

Gui Lianzi quickly shrank back into his shell: "I... am the most inexperienced one. You can only rely on yourself!"

Everybody burst into laughter.

In this way, the first Momen meeting set ambitious long-term goals.

Everyone is busy, and the great era of entrepreneurship has begun!

In a beautiful corner of Pangu Continent, a giant turtle was floating on the lake carrying a large group of turtle people.

On the back of this giant turtle stand a large number of strange buildings, some are wooden houses, some are reinforced concrete buildings, and some are houses carved from jade. It is like a small movable city.

Its tortoise shell appears as clear tadpole-like symbols in the sunlight, and in the grooves between the shells, there seems to be spiritual charm flowing slowly. If you look down from the sky, the distribution shape of the entire turtle-back city is surprisingly similar to the shape of the Luoshu River Map.

On this day, a group of turtle people were performing an ancient divination ritual.

The old turtle man in the lead was chanting strange words. Below, a large group of turtle people were crawling on the ground with their heads tucked in.

"The black armor leads to the dark, and the destiny is clear. The burning pattern shows good and bad luck, and the crack sign responds to the nine heavens.

The Azure Dragon in the east brings the year, the White Tiger in the west wards off evil, the Vermillion Bird in the south brings fortune, and the Black Tortoise in the north suppresses the tide.

Kun Ling splits the yin, and Gan Guang shines the yang..."

The flame in the tortoise cauldron suddenly became smaller, as if the light was bent by some invisible weight. The flame was sometimes blue and sometimes purple, illuminating the patterns painted with ochre and cinnabar on the cauldron.

The leading turtle man picked up a handful of dry and white yarrow stems and threw them into the stove. Those stems were still growing by the lake three days ago and were soaked by the lake water splashed by the divine turtle when it crawled.

There were tiny explosions coming from the belly of the cauldron.

"Along the lines is pardon, against the lines is warning, across the lines is disaster, around the lines is celebration... Jia Shu's words of heaven, I command you to listen!"

The turtles lay on the ground, cut their wrists with sharp weapons, and blood flowed out!

When the first drop of blood fell into the crack of the tortoise shell, the entire flame pattern seemed to be distorted.

The blood suddenly began to extend on its own, and the flames jumped more violently.

The yarrow brought a burning smell, and fine blood beads oozed from the back of the shell, arranged into a vague Kun hexagram symbol.

When all the blood was poured into the tortoise shell, the flame in the cauldron suddenly stood up like a pine tree, and a mysterious scene emerged in the firelight! The leading turtle man looked carefully, as if he saw something, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

Then with a wave of his hand, the flame went out and the divination ceremony ended.

"Okay, everyone can get up." This old turtle man is No. 1 in the Kame civilization. He was born in the Third Era and is also the oldest among the Kame people.

"Ancestor, what's the situation? Has a powerful civilization appeared in the Ninth Era? Is there a top-level existence like the Tower Top Civilization?" The young turtles shouted.

"Hey, you guys are really fanciful. How can there be so many tower-top civilizations in the world? The pillars of most eras were cultivated by our Kame civilization... Although we don't always help in times of need, it's still easy to add icing on the cake."

The wrinkles on this old ancestor's face were like deep valleys. Even with the lifespan of the Kame people, it was not easy for him to live so many years.

Most of the turtle people around him were young people born in the Ninth Era and did not have much experience.

The Nami civilization advocates elite training, and the number of members born in one era will not exceed 1 million. The Pangu Continent has its own balance rules. Since your Nami civilization has survived for so long and cannot save the world, it is not advisable to over-reproduce.

These people will disperse to different places after they reach adulthood.

This gathering place is considered to be the largest tribe of the Kamehameha civilization, with a population of 70,000! "Ancestor, what did you see?" asked an older turtle man who was born in the Eighth Era. "Did you discover a civilization worth investing in? We'll go there right away!"

"Alas, there is no special news." The old turtle shook his head, "Instead, I saw some troubles."

"Those damned fellows have been hiding for nine epochs. This time they can no longer bear it and are about to come out of the small world."

"You mean... the ancient race?"

The old turtle man said slowly: "Yes, those races that hid in advance are all proficient in divination."

"Even we have calculated that the Ninth Era is very likely to be the last Era. They must have calculated it as well. They cannot escape this disaster."

The old turtle man paused for a few seconds and continued, "These races are relics of the First Era. They worship blood sacrifices and may still have the means to use the 'Infinite Qi'... Although they dare not use the 'Infinite Qi' recklessly, it is still a big trouble."

When talking about those ancient races, almost all turtle people feel resentment.

They, the Kame civilization, have indeed fought and struggled, and have been fighting until now.

But those ancient races have been hiding in their small world and keeping abreast of external affairs.

Their divination abilities were amazing, and they deeply realized that once they came into contact with the epoch-making disaster, even if they knew a tiny bit of the truth, they would never be able to escape. Therefore, even if there was a good opportunity, they were unwilling to take action.

"Haha, they don't know the truth about the epoch disaster after all, they just stubbornly think that they can just wait."

"But who knew that if you don't fight, you will never win."

"Now, the last era is finally coming." The old turtle man looked at the sun in the sky. The passage of time was really cruel. He had experienced too many stories. All his past comrades had died, and he was the only one alive.

"Ancestor, can we unite with them? These ancient races have amazing fighting power and possess a great deal of wealth..."

"Haha... You have to know that the truly virtuous races have already emerged in several opportunities in the past."

"As for the rest...don't count on it!" The old turtle man shook his head.

The Sixth Era, what a great opportunity, but I missed it...

They are obviously capable, but they still just watch from the sidelines! "Has the hydrogen bomb been manufactured?" Turtle Man No. 1 suddenly became indignant.

Another turtle man wearing high-tech glasses said, "Reporting to the tribe leader, we have obtained some radioactive elements from underground. We have 1,200 hydrogen bombs with a million-ton equivalent! There are 219 bombs with a ten-million-ton equivalent!"

The old turtle man patted his turtle back hard and said, "Very good. If we find those ancient tribes, use hydrogen bombs to kill them immediately! Don't waste time talking to them!"

The other turtle people were all dumbfounded. Their Kame civilization has always valued peace and never took the initiative to provoke disputes. Even if they suffered losses from investing in other civilizations, they would endure it.

But this time he was actually going to bomb others.

This was the order from Turtle No. 1, and they had no way to refute it.

"Don't be naive. Those guys used the time magic weapon to sleep for a long time until now. Their souls must be weak and their spirits are depressed. If they want to recover quickly, they can only sacrifice blood to other races."

"Blowing them up could save a lot of civilization."

"Yes...I will inform the news immediately."

After talking about these things, the old patriarch took a sunbath and fell into a deep sleep.

The population of his civilization is not large, and scattered across the vast Pangu Continent, they are even rarer than legendary objects, so he doesn't actually expect such a small number of people to be able to discover the ancient race.

At this moment, he noticed that a piece of blood turtle shell suddenly vibrated.

He quickly took it out from his treasure bag and dropped a drop of blood into it. The essence of blood rose up like a cloud and turned into a turtle face. It was No. 12, Guiguzi.

"Chief, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

"Who are you?" No. 1 couldn't help but ask. It's not that he was forgetful, but with the change of eras, many unimportant memories had to be discarded.

"Haha, I'm No. 12 Gui Gu Zi, and the one next to me is No. 14 Gui Lian Zi. Today I have important matters to report to the clan leader."

"So it's Xiao Gu and Xiao Lian..." The old turtle man was about to say a few pleasantries, but suddenly he was startled and almost jumped up from the ground, "Aren't you squatting in Wujie? How did you transmit the signal?!"

"This is a long story. A strong man entered the Boundless World and brought us out..." Guiguzi seemed a little excited. After so many years, he saw his elders and old friends again. He had an indescribable sense of intimacy. Thinking of this, he felt a little grateful to Lu Yuan.

Because not only he can contact the outside world, but many turtle people who are guarding the boundless world can actually hear this conversation. The only difference is that the process is a little more complicated: the signal is first transmitted to the Qiankun world, and then from the Qiankun world to the egg world.

But even this simple piece of information is extremely valuable to the Boundless Turtle People! "Chief, some positive things have happened in Wujie. Haha, don't worry, we are all fine, and it's not as difficult as before."

"But this communication turtle shell is not a place to talk. We can talk face to face when we have time. There is an important matter right now that requires your help. Do you have any mithril paper with you? There is a document that needs to be copied by a craftsman. Please go to a secluded place." At this point, Gui Guzi couldn't help but beam with joy.

The old patriarch quickly realized that this matter might involve taboo secrets, so he hurried into his room and fell into deep thought.

What are the positive things about Wujie? How could good things happen in a place where the chaotic wind is blowing, where a large number of ghosts are imprisoned and even the Kame clan can't stand it? etc!

There is only one answer - [Jade].

[Jade] The information about this taboo is really too big.

Their current strength is not enough to protect the [Jade], so they can only leave the Mo Sect's inheritance in Wujie.

"Okay, okay...what kind of existence has gained your recognition?" His tone became excited, but he seemed very cautious and couldn't help but lower his voice.

"I can't tell you now... He is a master craftsman who walked the path of vision and made himself a vision."

“Hmm?!” The old patriarch nodded. Grand Master Craftsman is indeed a good title, but why are there still people walking on the Road of Visions? What era is it? The two turtles on the other side of the communicator said stealthily: "The most important thing is that he is Pangu Continent's biological son!"

"ah?!"

"Ahem, please copy the information first. You have to copy it yourself and don't let others see it."

“Okay, why not make it so mysterious?” Although the old patriarch was not a serious craftsman, as a great spiritualist, it was easy for him to copy some carvings.

He even has the ability of parallel thinking. He can use his hands and feet to copy 4 copies of information at the same time, and then think about what the information is, and he can even chat! Everyone was chatting about recent stories, and it was gratifying to hear that they had actually hidden in the warp point of Pangaea and met old friends.

"Chief, I am now a Grand Master Craftsman. Can my ranking be improved?" Kame Lianzi, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but show off. "At least I should be promoted to the top 10, right?"

"You... created a myth? Where? What function does it have?" Turtle Man No. 1 became excited again. After so many years, a grandmaster craftsman appeared again.

"It cannot be said, and it has been given away..."

Turtle Man No. 1’s eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He gave the myth away... Don’t you know that my Kamebi civilization is now seriously injured and not as strong as before? Kame Lianzi chuckled, held up something that looked like a photo, and said without further ado: "This thing must not appear. I can't say anything else."

He only showed it for a second and then took the photo down.

Temple of the Turtle!

The old patriarch was simply dumbfounded. The Turtle Temple was destroyed in the Third Era, the same era when he was born!

What's going on... Why did the world reappear? Why can a damaged mythical equipment become mythical again by remaking it? Even if he was well-informed, he could not have imagined that there really was a son of Pangu Continent in the Sea of ​​Chaos - in the end, he thought so hard that his head was smoking, and he could only assume that Gui Lianzi might have created a myth with a similar appearance but different functions.

"Chief, things are not as you imagined." Gui Lianzi said excitedly, "Do you still have immortal-level materials? I want to make a few more mythical equipment now."

"Are you the son of luck?" Turtle No. 1 shrank his neck. When did you start to brag so much? Do you have the ability to mass-produce myths?

"No, I just found a shortcut... It seems that the myths that have been completely destroyed in history may reappear!"

(End of this chapter)

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