It is inevitable to analyze and apply the ancient Xiling technology obtained from the city of Atlantis, and the usefulness of that kind of biochemical technology must be the subordinate civilization of the empire. Although there are many races in the empire's vassals, there are many silicon-based life and even energy Life, and not all carbon-based life can be enhanced with genetic technology, and the technological heritage of Atlantis still has a very broad application prospect.
But biochemical engineering has its particularity after all. For ordinary carbon-based organisms, whether they can accept their bodies being transformed into something else, and they will no longer be considered a complete human being is a question that must be considered. I And Sandora can pass Sivis's proposal, but the views of other races must also be taken into consideration.
After all, they are not tools.
"Send these biochemical modification materials to all race leaders, and let them and their assistant ministers express their views," I thought for a while, and said to Sivis, "I agree with this plan, but biochemical modification follows the principle of voluntariness, and the soldiers Explain the meaning of this technology and let them choose by themselves. The transformed enhanced people can get more allowances and special equipment, and soldiers who do not transform should not be punished. After all, in some worlds, biochemical technology is classified as crimes against humanity. If there is an equal sign, their cultural traditions must be taken into account.”
"Your will."
Sivis saluted, "Another thing is the information just uploaded today: The chaotic storm in the universe where the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community is located has partially subsided."
"Oh? So fast?" I raised my eyebrows. This is good news, but it's too unreal.
The universe of the civilization community is impressive. It was originally a tomb made for itself on the eve of the collapse of the old empire. The meaning of its existence was to store the archives and the coffins of thirty emperors. However, during the Great Nebula Battle, we were forced to destroy they. The core of the great nebula is the control center of the entire universe. After it was destroyed, the universe where the civilization community lived began to collapse in chaos. The physical rules followed by all the stars fell into an abnormal state and fell into a big storm that permeated the universe. In order to preserve the people of the community, the newly formed celestial fleet of the empire assumed the temporary role of colonizing the galaxy. Until now, the hundreds of billions of people in the community still live on those star warships covered with a layer of artificial ecological environment. Slowly rebuilding their home under the blue light of the Death Star.
According to the original expectation, the chaotic storm of the "grave universe" will last for at least a hundred centuries, and the stars that are crazily galloping in the universe will gradually rush to their normal positions after ten thousand years, and then the newborn space air mass will be formed Young stars, that's when the "grave universe" becomes a normal world. And now only a few months have passed, and the storm has subsided there
Sivis explained: "It was the result of Master Bingtis' assistance. She reprogrammed some of the gravitational rules of that world, allowing a part of the universe to directly enter a state of tranquility, but this tranquility was only on a small scale, barely It is enough for a civilization community to rebuild a space home near its own star system. The 'grave universe' was created jointly by dozens of emperors of the old empire, and even the power of high-level gods cannot affect it too much."
I immediately patted my forehead, and finally remembered this.
A while ago, I told Bingtis about the troubles encountered in the universe where the civilization community is located. At that time, Sister Bing patted her chest boldly and said that she would help her solve the problem, but at the time I think the main reason for Sister Bing to say this It was the cake roll that was stuffed in her dick's mouth, and it was in my hand. I didn't expect her to help me quietly.
Although with her power, she couldn't directly restore order to such a special world, but the peace in a small area was still very gratifying. One of the embarrassments faced by the civilization community is the cosmic storm. Basically, once they leave the star circle of the celestial fleet with a protective system, they will face unprecedented gravitational tearing. This is equivalent to a cage, preventing the community from developing space outside the star system Technology, or in other words, they originally had these technologies, but they had to be blocked at home because of the gravitational storms that filled the universe. If things go on like this, it will be extremely detrimental to the development of a space civilization.
Now, this problem has been solved. With a certain buffer, the space technology of the community can be preserved. With the help of the empire, they will one day be able to use their own technology to resist the deadly gravitational storm in space. Civilizations that have grown out of that adversity may even be stronger than their "big brother" - the New Eden Federation.
"That Bingtis guy does some serious business occasionally." I grinned happily, and decided not to pursue her behavior of grabbing the last good dish from me every night.
Take at least two hours to stay in Shadow City every day, not to play, but to see the development of the city, understand the progress of several important tasks, and listen to their latest discoveries at the warm invitation of those research enthusiasts ——Although this last item often makes people so sleepy that they can’t wait to fall asleep in a second—this has almost become my habit now. At the beginning, I was really uncomfortable with this kind of schedule. I would rather stay in the room with the teacher Ding Dongzuan during this time Ring of fire or watching Little Bubble roll the keyboard with his face, but now, it seems that he really has changed a lot.
After completing the daily "inspection" and returning to the big house that Lin Xue called "the shabby palace in history", I was suddenly taken aback by the atmosphere in front of me.
In the living room, the doors and windows are closed tightly, and the thick curtains block all the sunlight, causing the living room to be as dark as night even though it is daytime. The gaps in the curtains are covered with black and red flannelette, and the faint light that comes through is stained with a blood-like dark red. . A gloomy and depressing atmosphere filled the living room, but the source of the atmosphere was a few flickering candles.
A huge round table was placed in the middle of the living room, and the burning candles on it were almost extinguished. A circle of small faces flickered in the candlelight, appearing eerie and distorted due to the flickering light. In the center is the smirking expression of a certain supreme bishop.
"You guys..." I was about to speak casually, but a black shadow rushed over from the side with lightning speed. I was 100% sure that it took time to speed up that black shadow to rush over so quickly. Covering my mouth, the girl's soft voice rang softly in my ears, "Ah Jun be quiet!"
While talking, Qianqian gently pulled me to sit down on the empty seat of the round table. Lilina glanced at this side approvingly, put her chin on the candle, and said eeriely: "Very well, finally One person has already gathered together, let's start the next story... blood red **... "
"Ah? It's not over yet?" The voice of the mercury lamp came from the side, followed by a gentle flapping of wings, and a soft body fell accurately on his shoulders in the dark, "Stupid humans, home yogurt Finished!"
"Oh, go shopping in the afternoon."
"Hey! Be serious!" Lilina bared her teeth and threatened, "I don't believe there isn't a single success story today!"
Seeing the crowd quiet down under her majesty, a black-bellied pseudo-loli smiled in satisfaction, and continued to tell in a low and terrifying voice: "This is a real thing that happened nearby recently, AD 16 In the London of the century, there was a famous craftsman who made mirrors... "
The crowd immediately booed.
"A mirror he made came to China, and was bought by an antique collector in this city half a year ago - hey, you guys are too early! This priest will not use such vulgar tricks!" Lilina looked at it proudly We showed stunned expressions in the flickering candlelight, raised a finger and shook it in front of our eyes, "Anyway, that is an ancient mirror. It has gone through hundreds of years and has become an antique. Collectors are well placed in the attic...”
A bluffing voice immediately sounded from the wall not far away: "Hundreds of years! Antique mirrors! Human life is so short. I have witnessed the changes of time for hundreds of millions of years. I Know all the truths in the world. Hey, don't talk about that boring story, come and talk to the magic mirror about everything in the world, better than that!"
It turned out that it was the magic mirror that Lilina brought from the God Realm was screaming. I don't know when that girl hung it on the wall of the living room, and now she has a chance to spoil the atmosphere. Lilina immediately threatened the broken mouth mirror with the burning candle in front of her, telling the latter to calm down before continuing her story. I have to say that a certain pseudo-loli is indeed a little bit capable. Although someone made trouble, she managed to bring the atmosphere back to the state of a ghost story within a few words.
"... The collector finds that there are always strange red marks on his ceiling. When he opens his eyes every morning, he will see those red marks, oozing out, and even dripping into his own body. In the afternoon, they will gradually disappear. Disappears, reappears the next day, and repeats itself…”
I felt like I was getting goosebumps, but Qianqian swallowed her saliva, and asked cautiously: "Then he washes the sheets every day, right?"
Lilina almost fell headlong on the candle: "Sister Qianqian, can we talk about it after listening? You have already ruined five of my stories!"
"Ahem, continue. Collectors have collected a lot of antiques, and there are many strange things among them, so this is not the first time this kind of weird phenomenon has appeared in the home. He is not afraid, but decided to find out the truth. He Set the alarm clock at three o'clock in the morning, because he can confirm that those red traces will appear after three o'clock in the morning every day, and he wants to see where the red ** on the roof comes from at that time. So that night, collect The family was woken up by the alarm, and he immediately turned on the lights in the room and stared at the roof—but the collector didn’t realize that the alarm clock next to his bed kept stopping at twelve o’clock at night... It wasn’t the alarm clock that woke him up.”
Qianqian grabbed my arm nervously, looking very scared: "His watch is broken, won't he be late for work the next day?"
I looked at Lilina and Qianqian in confusion, then took out a Rubik's Cube and stuffed it into the latter's hand, letting the girl play with it.
"The collector heard the sound of dripping water from upstairs, and then blood-red drops quickly appeared on the ceiling of his bedroom, one drop, one drop, continuously dripping on his own bed and the floor, faster and faster. More and more, he found that the situation was wrong, and immediately wanted to ring the alarm bell to call the guards outside, but found that the alarm was cut off... "
"That, didn't he turn on the light?" Viska raised his little hand, "Is there electricity in the room?"
Pandora spat out four words: "Multi-channel energy supply."
The mercury lamp twisted on my shoulder: "It may also be that someone specially cut the wire of the alarm - I didn't expect the mirror hundreds of years ago to know the modern circuit."
Lilina was tongue-tied, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "Well, anyway, the alarm didn't go off, you bastards! Anyway, the collector found out that something was wrong, so he rushed out of the house and ran to the front hall, but the place where the gate of the house used to be is now But it was a complete wall, with doors, windows, and even ventilation fans. All the places that should be connected to the outside disappeared and turned into walls: the whole house had been completely sealed. At this time, those red **It has not only penetrated from the ceiling of the bedroom, but spread from every corner of the roof, dripped, and flowed along the walls. The roof seemed to be a sponge full of water and was pressed from above. The sticky red liquid stained everything in the house. The collector ran to every possible exit of the house, but the walls were impenetrable. **It was already like torrential rain, the living room on the first floor was soon filled with waist-deep blood, the collector ran to the second floor in panic, the blood rushing down the stairs on the second floor made it difficult for him to walk. When he accidentally slipped and fell at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye—
It was a mirror, a very ordinary decorative mirror.
The collector suddenly remembered the ancient mirror he placed in the attic, which was the only addition to his collection in the near future, and he immediately ran to the attic... "
"The ground is so slippery, isn't he afraid of slipping again?" Qianqian leaned over again, and suddenly became the focus of many helpless eyes. The girl who was very active in thinking immediately stuck out her tongue, "Ah Jun, I'll twist the Rubik's cube into place." gone."
At this moment, I really feel that Lilina's telling ghost stories in our family was a tragedy from the beginning.
The priestess who told the ghost story gritted her teeth, scratched her ears and scratched her cheek, and finally calmed down after half a minute, and squeezed out the remaining words from between her teeth: "Okay, at the request of the audience, the collector fell with a black nose and a swollen face all the way, and it took a lot of time Only then did he finally climb to the attic. He found that the attic collections that were cleaned yesterday were covered with thick dust and long-standing cobwebs, as if they had experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes at once. In the open space in the center of the attic, the ancient mirror was placed alone. The lower edge of the frame continuously leaked red liquid, which flowed directly into the floor and disappeared as if absorbed by a sponge. The collector dared to approach the ancient mirror, but It was found that there was a scene in the mirror that was different from that in the attic... a dim oil lamp and a hand holding the oil lamp appeared in the mirror. The collector approached the mirror and finally saw the person holding the oil lamp clearly.
A man who looks exactly like himself, but with long white hair and a scruffy beard, seems to be himself after being locked up in a dungeon for twenty years. The collector in the mirror holds an oil lamp and suddenly grins Get up, and... step out of the mirror.
A phantom, stepped out of the mirror, stretched out its bony arms to the Collector...”
An Weina's head popped out of the table suddenly: "And then what?"
I silently looked at my wonderful head maid: "An Wei Na."
"Huh? Master?"
"disappear."
Swish, the little ghost is gone. But Lilina was already full of anger, and our great priestess saw that the end of the last story was also a disaster, so she howled at the top of her throat: "Wow... stop playing! Who is this family!"
My elder sister got up and went to the window, opened the curtains with a swipe, and the bright sunlight immediately flooded the room. Pandora looked at us blankly, then returned to the sofa and sat in a daze, while Viska came over and muttered Talking about how Lilina’s bad luck stories ended, Little Bubble rubbed her eyes and woke up from a deep sleep. In a daze, she found the direction of Dad accurately, and began to search for candies from my pocket. When the jingle came out, he put it in his mouth. The latter frantically took out a lollipop stick to support Little Bubble's teeth. Mercury Lamp unceremoniously taunted Lilina, who had failed so badly, while Sandora stood up. Stretched and asked me about today's inspection.
"Ha, it's so boring, so boring," the magic mirror on the wall yelled, "Look at your identities, you actually got together to tell ghost stories! You are so stupid!"
Lilina was squeezed by the mercury lamp for a long time. At this time, she found a punching bag and yelled at the magic mirror angrily: "Bastard! Shut up! It's annoying! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"
The magic mirror confronted each other: "You just shut up! I am a mirror, if I don't speak, everyone will regard me as dumb!"
Lilina rushed over with a broken face: "It's over, I let a mirror complain!"
I symbolically rubbed Lilina's head as a way to appease her, and before this girl could make an inch, I slipped her collar and threw it into the basket next to her. Looking at the group of supergirls who were idle and telling ghost stories at home, I felt Quite ridiculous: "I said, why do you suddenly want to tell ghost stories?"
"Isn't Xue Lin here for a visit? You haven't met me," Qianqian twisted the Rubik's Cube in her hand, "She mentioned that the supernatural team has been busy investigating several supernatural events recently, and chatted for a while Lilina is excited, but I also think it's quite interesting. We girls often got together to tell ghost stories when we were in junior high school... "
"Me too. In high school, I created a great career where one person scared half the dormitory to tears. Why did I fail like this now?" Lilina spread her hands with a tangled expression, "It's all that idiot An Weina! Don't come out to make fun of ghost stories!"
"Well, although a maid shouldn't interrupt," Anveena's head popped out of the table again, "but those ghost stories... seem similar to the dark city that Cirvanas mentioned."
I pressed back this little ghost who still couldn't remember how to appear in a normal way, and asked curiously: "Lin Xue has been here? I haven't seen her for the past two days. Why did you come here and then leave today?"
"Busy," Lilina raised her eyelids, "Isn't she still famous in the ability group? It's her grandfather's property, but as one of the heirs, she only showed up ten times in half a year, so that The old man was impeached, and now he is busy performing tasks to make up for his mistakes. Oh, I really sympathize with her."
I took it for granted, but suddenly became concerned about what I mentioned just now: supernatural events? Is there such a thing on earth? RO