"It starts over there."
On the federal solar observatory, countless people began to get busy.
Since decades ago, when the Federation learned that the White Land had started a plan to attack the sun, corresponding observation departments have been established.
Even if the federation has achieved controllable nuclear fusion technology, the lifeline of energy is no longer in the hands of the sun. This star that illuminates the entire galaxy is still the center of their attention.
Because when the sun falls, it is the time when the main force of the deep space fleet sets sail.
In the past few decades, the Federation has digested Mars, Mercury, and Venus in sevens and eighties.
This is digestion in the literal sense, not a simple occupation, but a destructive exploitation, the disappearance of the planetary level.
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All mineral resources useful to human beings were packed away, and the remaining sand, gravel and slag were not let go, and all became the land of the inner space of the Daqian leader.
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"The battle in an environment of 15 million degrees is really crazy."
The observer in space carefully uses the helmet to control the psionic sky survey tunnel mirror.
This behemoth, which is comparable in size to a skyscraper, can travel over a distance of 200 million kilometers, pass through the burning corona, and directly observe the interior of the sun.
It is also one of the super weapons of the Federation's psionic technology, an ultimate mind machine in a certain sense.
If there are no special protective measures, this sky survey tunnel mirror can even "see" the structure inside the earth's core all the way in low-Earth orbit, and then generate a corresponding three-dimensional model.
"One, two, three, four, five, five groups of mosaics, five seventh steps on the Sun Battlefield."
High-level monks all have extremely keen senses and can easily sense the gaze of others.
At the level of the seventh-level immortal, ordinary people may be polluted mentally and brainwashed into a family or a lunatic if they simply look directly at their bodies.
Therefore, in order to protect relatively weak observers, the operating system of the tunneling mirror will automatically code some existences that may harm their spirits, and encrypt the original observation records, only allowing high-level monks to watch them.
In the era of spiritual energy, looking around is also risky.
"One fights four, this battle must be very exciting."
"Did you ignore the billions of sun protoss under the four mosaics..."
"Except for the four groups of mosaics, the others are all cannon fodder. What is there to care about?"
"The problem is these cannon fodder, either end can kill us both ten times..."
"..."
Tian was suddenly chatted to death.
In the huge federation, they are just two humble ordinary people. After more than ten years of hard study and nearly five years of space adaptation training, they got a chance to become observers of the psionic sky survey tunnel.
It's not a comfortable job because of the long hours in space, no exposure to society, and no chance to go home.
Come and go just facing a few companions.
After a long time, it is easy to have mental problems, and it is easy to develop problems such as social difficulties.
The only advantage is the high salary.
During the year of working in space, they can earn an income equivalent to the average salary of a second-tier cultivator in the federation—enough to cover the living expenses of an ordinary family for almost ten years.
"Send the encrypted original record to the main computer room of the No. 0 leader."
"yes!"
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"Pounding." Bai Mo, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly felt his body sink, and his thinking was impacted by a force. Even the four black wings he stretched out to suppress the protoss were affected, and they were struggling by the protoss. It opened a few minutes.
"Someone is preparing to ascend to immortality again?" This feeling is no stranger to Bai Mo, and he has experienced it many times before.
As the creator of the true spirit barrier, a way to escape Taoism, Bai Mo suffered revenge in a certain sense. For every additional monk who borrowed this road to ascend to immortality, his Taoism would deepen by an extra point.
But Bai Mo didn't regret it, because this was his silent way of resistance.
Following some hidden connection, Bai Mo's line of sight extends all the way to the wild world...
Fifty years later, the Manghuang Realm has long been a world of vicissitudes. The efforts of thousands of traversers have brought industrialization and modernization to this plane that was once indulging in the "Golden Age".
Cities have sprung up one after another, and the wilderness that was originally full of monsters and ghosts has been plowed over and over again by hunters from all walks of life. The blood-soaked wasteland has turned into tens of thousands of mu of fertile land.
People in this world have long been accustomed to having a "God's Court" high above them.
Every year, a very small number of lucky ones will be selected as the reserves of the Divine Court, and among these reserves, there will be a small number of super lucky ones who will be absorbed into the Divine Court, that is, the interior of the Ark.
But the other end of the line connecting Baimo is not in those new big cities, but in a remote village.
"It's the third time... Three years and three years, I've been waiting for more than thirty years!" A certain girl carved in powder and jade was chopping firewood boredly while talking to herself.
Although she complained quite loudly, the few adults who were less than ten meters away from her didn't seem to hear them.
The one who was chopping firewood was the thousand-year-old Loli Yue Yu. As the first batch of superhumans who awakened their abilities from the Autumn of Linghe era, her real age is already over a hundred years old.
In order to wait for her lover Yun Jie who was returning to Jie on the ferry, she came to the Wilderness Realm and waited for fifty years.
During the period, Yun Jie, who was being watched, died twice. One was struck by lightning when he ran out to collect his clothes in the heavy rain, and the other was when he was tripped by a stone on the road and hit the back of his head on the stone when he fell.
Yu Yu failed to save him twice, and Yun Jie died before awakening, so this is his third reincarnation.
Generally, the soul strength of a cultivator who has completed the sixth level and tried the ferry to reincarnate can support one reincarnation at most, and it will dissipate after the second reincarnation. The real death is still the kind that dies silently.
But the genius Yun Jie is obviously different from ordinary people, he can reincarnate one more time, although it is only one more time, this is his last chance.
Gradually figuring out these rules, Yue Yu, in order not to let the god of death take away his lover, changed the memories of everyone in the village to become Yun Jie's sister in this life, silently protecting him day and night.
This process is undoubtedly extremely difficult, neither can tell the truth, but also protect the target thoroughly, and the more uncomfortable point is that I don't know how long it will take...
Maybe the other party has lived a lifetime in peace and stability, and has not awakened his true self until he dies, leaving the protector to toss for decades.
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"Are you still waiting?" A projection of Bai Mo appeared in Yue Yu's yard like a ghost following this vague connection.