"How come so many people have been eliminated in less than a day?"
"This is Blue Fang's mercy, let alone the drill. If it were a real battle, the opponent would be completely invisible on the earth. How to prevent the use of materials from outside space? ”
“That’s true, but isn’t the impact on morale too great? ”
“If we don’t attack these things, I'm afraid Big Head Soldier really thinks he can sneak away the aliens like in the movie."
In the previous universe.
Gowu's departure did not cause much trouble to Lot and the others, but it was just a bit unaccustomed to the sudden absence of such a large dragon.
Everything is on track again. Although the sharp decrease in population has caused some problems, it has also made the management of the Cult and Lot a little simpler.
Wuye is still conducting research on the origin of magic power. Thanks to the large notes left by Ga Wu, the research is carried out very safely, and no magic nuclear bomb is produced like the time in history.
Suddenly, I am still not used to the divine religion that is burdened by the need to maintain stability, and I always feel that something is missing in my life. But the goal was finally achieved. They brought progress to the world, at the cost of 60% of the population.
The princes and nobles are not dead, but they do not have the ability to return to the ruling class. If these gentlemen did not have more or less outstanding abilities, the gods would want to use the "stability maintenance society" In the name of "remnants", these people were beheaded and sent to reincarnation.
As for the ruling model, people like the Divine Religion who are full of world progress will naturally no longer adopt the previous feudal model. They need a brand new one that can become a source of power and continue to push the world forward. model.
The system in Crow City is quite good, but after discussion with the higher-ups of the cult, they found that it has a certain degree of weakness. Once it falls into a certain monopoly, it will hinder the progress of the world even more than the feudal class.
That’s what the Society for Sharing Wealth and Suffering is like. . . Forehead. . They seemed to be a little depressed after their death, and it seemed that they were unable to ask for specific implementation ideas.
Zeyi felt a headache when he looked at the pile of documents on the table. Is this what it feels like to be on top of the world? It seems like nothing is going on, but why do a bunch of things appear on my desk every day to be dealt with!
In addition, now is the time when everything is waiting for things to be done. Brock disappeared after almost burning the world, probably returning to the elves for repairs.
The people of the world gradually regained their footing and began to rebuild cities. As for rebuilding on the previous ruins, don't even think about it. Not much of what was burned there can be seen, and rebuilding will have to clean up the wreckage, which is even more troublesome.
"Let's implement the rationing system for the time being." Ze Yi scratched his head. Now is the time when everything is waiting for improvement. The basic survival of a lot of people is a problem, or is it?Let’s solve the problem of food and clothing for those people first and then talk about other things.
Fenglei City and Crow City, as the only cities that escaped Bullock's burning, the population here has reached an unprecedented peak. With the cooperation of the cult, most of the population was relocated nearby. With two cities as the center, they are spread out in all directions.
This is a hardship for the mages of the divine sect. The otakus who tinker with magic who usually stay in their rooms all day long have transformed into civil engineering masters and started a vast infrastructure project.
Logging, land reclamation, and construction are all carried out in a model where the mage is the main player and other personnel are supplementary. At the end of the day, the support staff could still go back talking and laughing, but the wizards all overused their brains, and their brains went completely blank.
"Gowu, when will you come back?" Andre rarely had time to spare. He sat alone under the window, holding the last bottle of wine in his hand, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.
Gov did not say goodbye to Andre, but asked Lot to replace him, but Gov said that he would come back in the future. What kind of future is this? Andre thought as he took a sip of wine.
He has achieved eternal life and has enough time to wait, but the uncertain length of waiting is undoubtedly the most torturous. Gewu said that the place he was going back to this time was so far away that the distance between the sun in the sky and the ground was less than one ten thousandth of the distance this time.
What should I do if I get lost? Oh, no, according to the memory of the dragon clan, there is no possibility of getting lost. Andre shook his head. Since Ga Wu left, he has become more and more fond of worrying.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?" Archimodo appeared behind Andre again in a black robe, and said suddenly and suddenly, but his voice became older than before.
"You call me uncle with that voice. Isn't it against the rules?" Andre glanced at Archimodo, then continued to look up at the moon.
"I'm used to it." Archimodo sat down on the chair opposite Andre. Although his body was terribly old, his spirit was still exactly the same as before.
"Where's Bullock?" Andre turned around and asked. The original owner of Gowu's body, the biggest contributor to the world's progress, and the biggest war criminal responsible for a 60% drop in the world's population, is trying to destroy the old world. After being burned to ashes, it disappeared without a trace.
Andre guessed that he was returning to those mysterious elves, but he still had to ask Archimodo about his specific whereabouts.
"Going back for repairs." Archimodo shrugged. He wished that his body was also a bionic body made by the elves, but the elves refused.
"Rework?? What is he... Ah, no. Why is it rework?" Andre had a question mark, repair a dragon? Shouldn't it be treating injuries? Or is it that Archimodo, an old man who has lived for too long, has a bit of a broken verb?
"It is cultivation, his body is. . Forehead. It doesn’t matter if I tell you anyway. His body was made by elves. "Archimodo explained.
"Created? ! "Andre stood up from his chair in a flash, "Say it again. "Andre felt that he must have heard wrong. How could a dragon's body be created? Are those elves who crawl into the forest all day long some kind of creator?
"It was created. Ah, I thought they would build one for me and put my soul in it so I wouldn't have to grow old. "Archimodo was quite envious when he said this. These days, this aging human body has made Archimodo fed up.
I can usually jog for five miles without getting tired. , I feel like I’ve had enough exercise today even when I’m downstairs.
“Are they the creators? Can the body be made? "Andre sat back in his chair. He felt as if he had always underestimated those mysterious elves.
"You can understand it this way. If they want, they can extinguish our sun. "After thinking for a while, Archimodo came up with a positive answer.
"Karl is up here. "Andre sighed.
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"What does this mean? "Sen Mo looked at the promotion report in front of him and stared at the administrative officials in front of him.
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"In view of your contribution to the empire . . . "The administrative official opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by Sen Mo raising his hand before he was halfway through.
"No, that's not it. I mean, why is my position still here? "Sen Mo was secretly happy in his heart, and at the same time he was thinking about whether he had offended someone by doing such an operation of ups and downs. This is really... great!
Now he can do it again It’s a long time to fish for fish on this indigenous planet!
“Yeah. . This is because. "The nature officer trembled in his heart. It's over. He felt that he was unhappy at being promoted and demoted secretly, so he began to question him. If Sen Mo really wants to file a complaint within the empire, the relevant departments responsible for the transfer of officials should give If there is no reasonable explanation, just wait to be fired.
However, there is a legitimate reason for this operation. The administrative official cleared his throat and continued: "In view of the relationship between you and your department. In view of the outstanding contributions made by the empire and the introduction of new species, we decided after discussion that it would be most appropriate to retain the original position but expand the official position and corresponding rights. "
Sen Mo nodded lightly after hearing this, yes, this is suitable for her to fish.
"This is only one of the reasons, and the second reason is also more important. Important reasons. "The administrative official continued, his face gradually becoming serious.
"It stands to reason that after the indigenous people have completed a stage of transition, their observation should be more rigorous.Concealment measures and greater depth. But due to something unpleasant happening within this universe, all indigenous observations have been put on hold. "
"Huh? pause? Shouldn't the corresponding observation team be withdrawn? Why are we still here? "Sen Mo asked with some confusion. The empire will not do anything to lose money. If it suspends indigenous observations, it will definitely withdraw all relevant personnel.
"This is what I want to say next. In view of 4573 After discussing the special situation of the K-type star system, the empire decided to limitly accommodate and protect this indigenous civilization in advance. "The official explained the reason, but Sen Mo frowned after hearing this.
"Protection? You mean. . . "Sen Mo felt a little uneasy. Instead of staying here, it would be better to be transferred.
"As you can guess, we found some creatures that do not belong to this river system and are devouring everything. resources that can be exploited. Since there is no advanced civilization in this river system that can withstand this crisis, if we don't take action, this river system will be eaten into nothing, which is contrary to the empire's purpose of resisting the increase in entropy. ”
“Then we need to protect those people below, to what extent? "Sen Mo asked. This is related to how many fish Sen Mo can touch. If he wants to protect them all, Sen Mo may not be able to touch any fish.
"If they really support the mud, Instead of going up the wall, you just need to evacuate with the dragon and its core. "The official gave the request.
"That is to help to the maximum extent? "Fortunately, at this level, you can still find opportunities to touch it twice.
"You can understand it that way. "The official nodded. The empire is not a charity. If an indigenous civilization is really so bad that it cannot be helped up, then it is better to throw it aside.
"What about those alien creatures? When will they arrive at 4573?"
"They are still 4924 light-years away from here, and their faster-than-light method is lagging behind, so you still have three years. ”
“I understand. "
"By the way, if possible, capture a few of those things alive. Some departments in the empire are very interested in their physiological structure. "
"I'll try my best. "Sen Mo responded with a few words. If he is really captured alive and sent back, he will have contributed to the empire again, and he will have to add another credit to his credit book. How can he still fish?
So these alien creatures must be broken into molecules, no, atomic forms!
"Well, other indigenous observation groups that have suspended observation will be merged into your department, and you have all the personnel. Call and command authority. "The administrative official made a final explanation, then turned and left.
As for the fate of other indigenous people without elves, that is not something that elves need to consider. Even at the grand strategic level, it is The legal citizens in the Elf Empire are onlyIt's just a string of numbers. These natives who have not even escaped the pull of gravity? That's even more unworthy of the numbers.
Listening to the official’s footsteps gradually disappearing, Sen Mo sat down on the chair and shouted loudly: "Afar!"
"Congratulations..." Afar, who had been waiting next door, quickly appeared in front of Sen Mo and said congratulations.
"Take this thing away, I feel upset." Sen Mo interrupted Afar and pointed to the promotion report on his desk.
"Okay, okay, you are the boss." Afar shrugged, took the thick stack of reports in his hand, turned around and went to find the file box to store it.
"Let the scientific research department and the lower department be merged. The new department will still use the previous management model. Let's call it... the Aboriginal Guidance Department." Sen Mo lay on his office chair. Start arranging work.
"Yeah." Afar just hummed and continued to look for a suitable place to put this promotion report in the thick pile of documents. Next to the commendation letter for outstanding officials? Or is it behind the commendation for outstanding contributors to the empire?
"Three middle-level departments and corresponding positions for subordinates will be vacated. Other observation groups will be merged with us in the future." Sen Mo continued to speak plainly, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blank. .
"Okay." Afar nodded. Forget it, let’s put it here, right behind the nomination and commendation letter for the top ten outstanding talents in the empire.
"The administrative management remains unchanged, but another set of positions will be vacated in parallel. The specific personnel arrangements will be discussed when other observation groups arrive." Sen Mo has almost melted into the office chair and is working seriously. She was like this, looking like she was about to ascend.
"Are there any other arrangements?" Afar asked.
"Oh, by the way. Where's that guy from Novartis?" Sen Mo could barely support himself, but he hadn't even thanked his subordinates for his promotion.
"Go back to the empire to study." Afar replied. After Novartis led the dragon clan to see the splendor of the starry sky, he ran back to the empire without stopping.
"Forget it, in the name of the entire Aboriginal Observation Group, I will write him a letter of congratulations and send him some gifts. There is no need to send money, he is still in our department. Next time, remember to pay him." Sen Mo waved his hand and lay back on his office chair again.
"After the new department is established, it will immediately help the indigenous people. That's all. Go down, I want to die by myself for a while." Sen Mo used his last strength to say the last sentence, and then He stopped moving.