Hao Ren and the others don't plan to stay on this planet for too long, because the rest of the reconstruction work can already be handed over to those wise ancient spirits. The Giant Turtle Rock Platform quietly left the takeoff and landing platform, circled outside the Needle Tower Jungle in Soul-Suppressing City, and then slowly rose into the sky. Hao Ren turned the screen of the external monitor to the surface, and took a last look at the world that was about to be reborn before leaving.
He saw that the soul-suppressing city surrounded by thunder was like a crown of thorns nailed to the ground. In the center of the crown, a huge tentacles of the firstborn were faintly visible, connected to the needle tower, and around this high-tech city, some sporadic white trees could be seen. In the yurt, the primitive tribal people are taking root around this "miracle city" they cannot understand, preparing to embark on an unprecedented journey of civilization recovery. In the foreseeable future, the aborigines of this world will gather to this place one after another from all over the world, and the people of the lost Sun Dynasty will receive the teachings of the ancestor spirits here, escape from ignorance, and return to civilization.
The soul-suppressing city will stand here for a long time, and will keep watch until the end of this planet.
He was very relieved that he finally did not assume the role of mourner this time, but watched a civilization embark on the road to recovery. Although this process was a little less intense, it was better than going back with another tombstone.
When the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace crossed the surface crust, it saw the magnificent scene of the Fiali people in full swing. Hundreds of dazzling white lights pierced the earth like the ray of punishment from the kingdom of heaven, tearing the thick petrified rock formations into pieces. All the dirt on this land—including those twisted monsters full of malice and madness—was reduced to ashes in the brilliant majesty of the matter-disintegrating rays, or would soon turn into a wisp of blue smoke in the mineral processing melting channel. Huge fragments of the earth's crust broke into rock flows in mid-air, protruding into space like tentacles growing from the earth, and the giant turtle rock platform rose together with these broken boulders. The whole scene is full of breathtaking beauty of shock and hope.
Hao Ren sent a probe to take pictures of this scene from a long distance. Then post it on the Censor's public channel. He also added his own note to this message: Imperial Calendar XXXX, location Rift Nebula. Purgatory planet ushered in rebirth, and the civilization group tentatively named the New Sun Dynasty survived the cold winter. The witness was Hao Ren, the imperial prosecutor, and the joint witness was the mining branch of the Fiali Void Consortium.
He didn't read the message after he sent it according to the reviewer's work habits, thinking that he, a newcomer to the company, probably didn't get many replies to his post, until he filled out a few routine report forms after a while. He asked the data terminal to open the post, but as soon as he opened it, he was stunned: there was a long list of replies below. They are all left by censors from all over the universe and even censors from other universes. There are dozens of floors neatly lined up like a queue. Just one sentence:
"It didn't explode this time?!"
There were also a few occasional formation-destroying replies in the middle, some asked him if the auspicious halo had failed, some asked him if it was a problem with the angle of the camera, those rising stones were actually the crust of the blasted earth, and some asked him this When he was on a business trip for the first time, did he tell himself in advance? Anyway, the long series of replies confused Hao Ren on the spot. He also saw an acquaintance at the end, the Dragon Queen Galazore just left a few minutes ago: "Top one. You finally stopped bombing."
"Who did I provoke..." Hao Ren scratched his hair in confusion, "Why do I get so much attention as a newcomer?"
"Did you think you didn't pay much attention?" the data terminal snorted, "You have your own title—you are famous in the mortal world. How many old censors have worked for thousands of years without a name. You are stunned It is also a talent who can let his title resound throughout the universe within two years."
Hao Ren was startled: "Don't talk nonsense. I can have a name."
"Where to go, blow up," the data terminal replied with a mean voice, and this voice line coupled with the appearance of "she" sitting on the console in the form of a girl is really incongruous, "and others For example, Hao Ren, who is watching who dies, is relatively popular, and there are also literary and artistic titles that call you the straight-death magic eye of your race, and some call you a professional grave-digger—of course, these titles are not malicious. It’s just that you don’t pay attention to the data network all day long. You don’t know these things yourself.”
Hao Ren's head was covered in white sweat, and if he didn't know what "go where to explode" meant by this time, he would really be lacking in understanding. He recalled his career as a prosecutor for the past two years. It turned out that he was basically running around collecting corpses for people, or collecting corpses for planets...
Lily poked Hao Ren's arm with her finger: "Landlord, I think this sounds quite dignified."
Hao Ren flicked the girl's ear with his backhand: "Is the prestige worth living? If I continue to develop like this, sooner or later I will be charged for mental damage when I go to someone's house as a guest. I really didn't expect Gala A serious person like Zall also joins in the fun."
"You can't help with your title." Lily twisted and dodged Hao Ren's big hand, "Who asked you to be in charge of the Dream Plane? You know where it is, the largest group of ruins, and the cemetery. It seems that the remains of civilization are everywhere, and you have to carry a bunch of tombstones back if you take two steps there... "
Hao Ren withdrew his hands and rubbed his arms vigorously: "Stop talking, it's so creepy, and it's better not to joke about such a serious matter."
At this time, Vivian, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said: "If you think about it this way, why did the goddess let you, a newcomer with no foundation, be responsible for the important task of the dream plane independently?"
Hao Ren didn't even think about it: "Because I'm strong at work?"
The scene was quiet for a few seconds, Lily continued to poke Hao Ren's arm with her finger: "Do you believe it yourself?"
"Yeah, I really haven't thought about this." Hao Ren scratched his hair, and started to pay attention to this issue for the first time, "I was too busy before, and the reconstruction of the Three Views has been rebuilding all day long, so I didn't care about other things. It's all a task. After I got down, I hurried to do it, I really didn't think about why I chose myself... Terminal, do you think the dream plane incident I am tossing about now is what a new inspector should do?"
The data terminal was stunned, and the voice was a little uncertain: "If you really follow the regulations, the inspectors don't have a clear task classification system, but they usually do things step by step. And the Dream Plane, as a large-scale key historical issue, involves It is very complicated, and it seems a bit unusual for a newcomer to handle it alone. But it is not too suspicious, there are precedents in the macro world for a newcomer like you to take on important tasks and accomplish great things in a daze."
"But even if there are precedents to follow, I'm still a rare example, right?" Hao Ren squeezed his chin, paying attention to his mission like never before. No matter in terms of experience or knowledge, she is more suitable for this job than me, and she is a civilization ruler herself, so it is definitely more reliable than me to ask her to collect corpses for other civilizations. But why did you choose me in the end?"
Speaking of which, he also added: "As a result, now I have the reputation of going somewhere and blowing up."
After all, he was still struggling with his new title.
Lily sat on the chair and swayed back and forth, this is her habitual movement when thinking about problems—of course, she is also used to swaying like this when her mind is blank: "Why don't you ask the goddess directly? She is the one who arranges for you anyway. work."
"Do you think she will tell me? If she wanted to say something, she would have said it long ago. She didn't take the initiative to tell you. If you keep asking her for the rest of her life, she won't say anything." Hao Ren shook his head. The character is quite understandable.
"That's the end of it," Lily spread her hands, "Only the Goddess knows why this arrangement is made, you're sure she won't tell you, why are you still worried?"
Hao Ren's mind suddenly became clear, thinking that this female literary youth really has great hidden wisdom, and when she comes to a critical moment, she can be quite enlightened.
As a result, within a few seconds of feeling in his heart, Lily suddenly took out a small brush from her pocket as if by magic, she turned around and put her tail on Hao Ren's leg, and stuffed the brush into the latter's hand : "So since you don't have to worry about it, come and brush my hair, hiss... It's really itchy to change hair!"
Hao Ren: "..."
This guy really is a husky in essence!
(Going out to do errands, this chapter has been updated in advance, by the way, continue to ask for monthly tickets.) (to be continued~^~)