Different civilizations naturally have many different games. Wu Hui and Ren Yin, two people who rarely have time to spare, are playing a chess game from another world. Several triangular chess pieces were placed on the table.
Indeed, many chess and card games from other worlds are familiar to Wu Hui and Ren Yin, and the prototypes can be seen in the card game.
"Well, how about a bet? If I lose, I'll give you a child, and if you lose, you'll give me some ancestral chromosomes?" Ren Yin took off his coat and pushed up his glasses.
Wu Hui thought for a while: "I have also considered the children's affairs. Now that I have resigned, I actually have quite a lot of free time, and it is no problem to use it to accompany my children. However, it is best to wait a few more years to see what the next person can do." I can’t completely take over this class.”
Ren Yin stared at Wu Hui without saying anything. Wu Hui took off his glasses and hugged Ren Yin.
On the earth's civilization side, overall the sun is bright and the wind is beautiful, and there are no problems. Everything is in harmony. The abundant resources and advanced technology in the solar system can meet everyone's basic physiological needs.
In addition to physical needs there are also mental needs. It is impossible for everyone to engage in scientific research and artistic creation, so there have been quite a few critics of comic, film and television works, as well as a large number of highly social and competitive games and professional activities.
These days, what everyone likes to do is their own work. Survival is satisfied, housing, food, education, entertainment are not problems. You don't need to do a job you don't like.
And now, with the assistance of AI, the threshold for creation and scientific research has been greatly lowered. As long as you are interested and creative, you can do what you like.
Technological progress makes
It is normal to have a good life. Of course, the society in front of us cannot be perfect, and there are also some social problems.
But let those who have experienced the past say that this is already paradise. It is the result of the joint efforts of Wu Hui, Junqi and countless people.
The only being that still threatens this society is the devil.
Especially the Black Death. If the Black Death is not eradicated, the civilization of the universe will never be truly safe.
At this time the Black Death was having its moment on the other side of the galaxy.
The first one to be involved was the Interstellar Federation, which occupied the cantilever here. Although this civilization that had fought against the Collector had not yet recovered, it was not completely powerless to fight back in the face of the Black Death.
Seven or eight native level 14 experts, a large number of level 13 people, and even a level 15 person, all began to resist the disaster caused by the Black Death.
The disaster of the Black Death would cause devastating disasters across multiple star systems at any time. Each of his tens of thousands of incarnations can easily defeat a level 14 with one hand, so most of the time this civilization can only evacuate people when the Black Death attacks.
Facing monsters like natural disasters, it is difficult for you to truly fight against them. Even if you say that man can defeat nature, it will only reduce the damage of some natural disasters.
After all...this natural disaster is so powerful that you can't stop it at all.
The presiding judge came here with the civilization rescued from the collector. After a brief exchange, he began to rescue people again.
There were countless planets and people in the space on his back, and a small boat carried him flying into the distance. Behind him, a hand from the Black Death stretched out.
At this time, Zhou Zidu’s
The pollution is already very serious.
The playwright gave him a hint. As long as the collector's power crystal is brought back to the earth, many temporary level 15 players can be created. Then it will be the opportunity to officially start the war against the Black Death.
"Ahem."
Feeling the gradually spreading pollution in his heart, Zhou Zidu coughed twice.
The official war with the Black Death was about to begin, and he couldn't explain how he felt. However, he finally stopped taking care of himself, protecting the people around him, and protecting the entire earth...
It became to protect the entire starry sky.
A boat is crossing the starry sky.
The Black Death seemed to have discovered this place, and a huge black hand stretched out towards the chief judge.
It's the Black Death.
But at this moment, the presiding judge has been promoted to the fifteenth level through the collector's power, and he is no longer the kind of weakling who can be beaten by the black death with a distant blow.
Just a hand!
Countless characters appeared around the presiding judge, and thousands of historical sages from civilization appeared behind him. The characters recorded the power of civilization combined into various weapons.
He made a fist. Blades, swords, guns and cannons were activated in unison, and hundreds of military symbols and scrolls were fluttering around them.
During the attack, the black hand was repulsed by the chief judge, but a steady stream of power came in, and a second black hand was generated, swatting at him one from the left and the other from the right.
Chains flew out of the scroll and bound a black hand. The swords and guns turned into military symbols hit the black hand. The boat kept moving underfoot, and the invisible wind and snow fell around me. I killed the black hands and left calmly.
The black hand that can easily destroy stars can actually fight as an equal in front of today's presiding judge.
Of course, this black hand is just a small part of the Black Death.
It's just a matter of strength. At the same time, the Black Death reached out to half of the galaxy.
After the confrontation, the pollution on the chief judge's chest spread a little more.
He took a deep breath: "Ha... the second time we fought, the gap was really much smaller."
I still remember that back then, all the thirteen and twelve levels of the earth combined could only barely sustain themselves under the attack of one black hand. Later, other demons protected the common toy of the earth and did not let the Black Death continue to attack.
Of course, now they are also protecting many planets that are everyone's toys. The Black Death occasionally destroyed one or two, but today it went crazy and destroyed so many, of course everyone would not agree.
The gladiator thrust out his sword and cut off countless hands of the Black Death in the starry sky.
He came to the playwright: "Add me one. I think this will be a very interesting battle. How many fifteenth level can the Collector's power crystals be enough to cultivate?"
Playwright: "In a short period of time, about seven will be okay. Counting native ones, there will be nine."
"Then, I will weaken the Black Death a little more." The gladiator put on his spear and disappeared, but there were countless Black Death's big hands in the starry sky that were shattered by him. The playwright chuckled. The card players and the master seemed not to be very interested in this time, but they would come to see such a good show.
Next, it will be the death of the Black Death. Hmm...can I die for at least ten thousand years?
It's a little short, but it's okay. These ten thousand years are enough for civilization as a whole to make progress. By then, it might be the result of the Black Death being resurrected and being killed over and over again.
The playwright still believes in the power of civilization. Because he is
Coming out of a human civilization. It's just that the playwright was still very weak at that time and failed to protect the civilization from the supernova explosion. After he becomes the devil, he will not be able to resurrect the civilization more than a billion years ago.
The only way is to use the information of that civilization to create a large number of similar civilizations. That is, many humans in the galaxy today.
