The researcher paused for a moment: "To be on the safe side, it is best to have a saint-level expert to guide the final attack... After that, the saint's soul will evaporate directly."
"But this is the safest plan that can hit the insects of time and space."
There was silence in the conference room for a moment, and "Gu", who was sitting in the center, said calmly: "Let me be the representative and choose the tribesmen who are willing to sacrifice themselves."
"Gu..." Several of the old people had complicated expressions. In theory, this matter should be completed by them, not "Gu" who is in his prime and has a thousand years of life.
Gu said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I am not afraid of death. Since I have been in charge of this project for a lifetime, then I should be allowed to guide the final blow and become a stepping stone for the rise of our clan."
"Of course, since there are still a hundred years before the mainland sinks. We, the Blue Crystal Civilization, need to be prepared to escape. Even if the plan fails, hundreds of millions of my people should not be buried with the Pillar of Heaven."
"On the one hand, we should select fearless tribesmen who are not afraid of death to complete the final 'death panic' hedging plan with me. Thirty thousand people, right?"
"Yes, 30,000 people is a safer plan, 20,000 is also acceptable, and the minimum cannot be less than 15,000." The researcher said, "They must be voluntary, able to overcome the fear of death, and cannot be forced. "
Gu nodded: "On the other hand, be prepared to be homeless. We need to build larger ships, super ships that can carry everyone away. There is plenty of time, one hundred years is enough!"
Gu took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said solemnly: "A hundred years later, hunting the devil, life and death, fight here!"
"If we lose, with the sensitivity of the Time and Space Insect, we will definitely have strong resentment against our clan! Therefore, we must escape to farther areas through the turbulence of time and space."
"I ask you to study the specific rules for the turbulence of time and space. This is our last resort! There is no room for error!"
"Yes!" the researchers said in unison.
The illusion of spiritual language in his mind gradually disappeared.
History ends here.
Zhang Ming was left with a shocked look on his face, savoring the huge amount of information he had just received. The performance of the blue crystal people was better than he expected. It can be described with the words "high civilization"... This kind of civilization If it’s not advanced civilization, what else is it? Although their system also has many shortcomings, their ability to deal with major crises is indeed much better than humans and Flaming Horns.
But there were more questions lingering in my mind.
"Why did the Blue Crystal Man fail in the end? Could there be some new problems?"
"Have they worked out the specific rules of 'space-time turbulence'?"
"Also, are the blue crystal people really destroyed? Or... have they risen again?"
Looking at the corpses in this room, Zhang Ming sighed softly.
The truth is revealed!
These azure people should be real warriors who voluntarily stayed and used their last wishes to hedge against "death terror".
No wonder, there are such bones on every floor, almost evenly distributed, except for the top floor...
Because there is only one skeleton at the top, which is the legacy of the strongest saint in history, "Gu".
There may be as many as thirty thousand people in the entire tower - they are all elites among the azure people, who voluntarily stayed here and died generously!
The silent emotions brewed in my heart, silent, quiet and turbulent, as if laughter and cheers echoed in my ears, echoing the warm past scenes of the Blue Crystal people working here.
Zhang Ming sighed.
Why would someone stand up, fight against the rules, and resist human nature?
Their last moment requires a struggle with the most invincible enemy - death.
This kind of game is just to win just 10 seconds.
If they were all greedy for life and afraid of death, if they had not worked hard or given anything, perhaps all this tragedy would not be so serious.
Sadness enveloped my heart, as if I was bravely traveling alone to the end of the world, knowing clearly that there were wolves, tigers and leopards ahead, knowing that there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, but I could only stay in a daze for a long time, facing you head-on, unable to escape in a hurry.
If you ask me if I want to escape, then I say, I definitely want to.
But there is no way.
What if you never come back?
If you never come back,
Then... you'll never come back!
Zhang Ming stood here for a long time before he regained his consciousness and couldn't help but sigh: "Everyone, have a good journey, may your spirit last forever!"
From a certain perspective, the blue crystal civilization is so powerful that it can actually recruit a full 30,000 warriors - in order to overcome the fear of death, coercion is meaningless, and you must sign up yourself.
Maybe humans can do this at certain times of the day, but most of the time, they really can't.
However, even such a powerful civilization fell to such a critical end, which is really sad and brings a deep shuddering feeling.
Surviving in the Sea of Demon Gods is too difficult.
Zhang Ming suddenly thought of something and said: "Shimama, so we still haven't found the final reason for the failure."
"Is it possible that these tens of thousands of selected warriors did not overcome the 'fear of death' in their last wishes, so the final plan failed?"
Shimama rolled "Gululu" on the ground.
It laughed silently at this stupid plan. The top leaders of the Blue Crystal Civilization actually chose this inexplicable method!
It simply does not believe that so many people are willing to die generously!
So there he imitated humans and sneered "Jie Jie Jie".
Zhang Ming shook his head and said: "What you think doesn't exist because you don't know enough about intelligent species."
"I feel like these things are real."
Shimama continued to sneer, obviously not believing it.
It firmly believed that this outrageous plan caused the entire plan to fall short.
However, Zhang Ming held an objection. He believed that these generous sacrifices to the dead were real and should not be desecrated.
They should not be blamed for the failure of the entire plan.
"Do you know Maslow's needs? It includes five aspects in total, physiological, safety, belonging, esteem and self-actualization."
“Among them, self-realization is the highest level need, which can bring people an unprecedented peak experience..."
"This peak experience is unique. In this state, you are more responsible, proactive and creative than at any other time. You feel that you are the center of your actions and perceptions, and you truly feel that you are your own." The first mover decides everything for himself, and is no longer a weak person who is induced, determined, dominated, powerless, sluggish, and can only wait and wait!"
"At that moment, he was the master of his own life and the master of his destiny. He could fully realize his own free will. He felt that he had a heavy responsibility and unshirkable responsibility, but he also felt confident and indestructible."
"This kind of person is strong."
"So I don't think these strong people have to take the blame for the final failure."
"How about we make a bet?"
"Make a bet?" Shimama asked doubtfully.
Zhang Ming was seductive and seduced the stone: "If I lose, I will tell you the name of my first girlfriend. If I win, you have to completely forget about this and you will never read it again. Why?" Sample?"
Shimama was stunned, this bet was very tempting!
It was so big that it was shaking like crazy, almost crazy!
If the whole story of my first girlfriend didn’t even have a name, what would it be?
But it would be very uncomfortable if it loses...
"Bet!" Shimama shouted, madly thinking that he would not lose!
Lao Zhang showed a proud smile: "Then... let's find the final truth!"
…
He was not going to deal with these bones. If he looked carefully, he would find that the crystals on their heads were still emitting a subtle luster.
Maybe dealing with these bones will bring some changes to the "Pillar of Heaven".
After experiencing the changes of time, the Red Moon Demon God above his head is actually quite dangerous. Escape as soon as possible is the right solution.
But it was obvious that Zhang Ming was not willing to miss this opportunity.
He has his own ambitions, desires and beliefs.
In other words, Lao Zhang, who has lived alone for nearly 11 years, can only experience the meaning of life and the passionate pleasure when hunting strong men.
He needs to know more information to decide his next move.
"If there really is a 'disaster in the world', I can't miss this opportunity."
Going up the sewage pipe, Zhang Ming returned to the toilet on the top floor.
The red moon is still hanging on the top of the tower, twitching vaguely.
Zhang Ming didn't dare to stay here for too long, nor did he dare to look at the moon. After putting on the invisibility cloak, he patted his forehead to take out the soul body that he had accumulated for a long time, then closed his eyes and controlled it remotely.
After all, he is not a donkey-headed monster. The "soul body" moves very slowly in the air, about 5 meters per second, slowly like a tadpole swimming in the water.
Now there are three directions to choose from: the control room, the archives room, and the closed special room "Nirvana"!
There are also several prismatic gems on the door of the special room. Perhaps after the soul possesses it, it can get the corresponding information and find a way to open it.
However, after careful consideration, Zhang Ming still chose the direction of the core control room.
He is now just a "foreigner" with only a small amount of authority.
Once it exceeds the range of its own activities, the tower's defense mechanism will be triggered.
If he wanted to reduce trouble, he had to go to the control room to increase his authority. It would be best to play as a "saint".
As long as the permissions problem is solved, many things will be solved.
There will even be a glimmer of... the dawn of hunting the Demon God!
Just like that, the "soul child" floated onto a large screen in the control room.
Observing the world from the perspective of the soul, I always feel that I have fallen into a colorful and illusory world.
These mysterious halos of light intersect with each other and rotate regularly, creating vortices one after another. After observing for a long time, you even feel lost as if they are gradually assimilated by the halo.
Zhang Ming shook his head violently, swallowed, and thought to himself, "This soul body is still too weak. If it is kept warm for a few years, it may become stronger and not be directly assimilated by the supernatural fluctuations."
"Now...leave first."
Go through the sewage pipe again, slip down the tower, and leave on the awning boat.
On the rough sea, awning boats sailed quickly, and under the sea were the submerged buildings of the blue crystal civilization.
The ruthless time interweaves the two sides of prosperity and decline. Prosperity is often short-lived, while only decline is long and eternal. Only the red moon hung high, witnessing the rising waves.
After learning more information, Zhang Ming looked at the Pillar of Heaven again, and the emotions brewing in his heart surged like waves.
"Perhaps the large force of the blue crystal people has already fled. They gave up this opportunity to attack, leaving Qingshan without worrying about having no firewood."
"Or maybe..."
"Come on, let me see if I can be the last chess player!!"
Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, activated the "Memory Library" function, and controlled the soul body to get into a piece of "Saint's Last Wish".
In an instant, a massive amount of memories came to him! !
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"Gu, I'm really worried... I'm worried that there will be another accident in the last step."
"Even if 30,000 warriors who are not afraid of life and death are selected, it will only take 10 seconds to eliminate the death fear of 1 billion people through their own last wishes."
"Ten seconds is too short. What should we do if there is an accident in the end?" An old man was lying on the hospital bed and said worriedly, "We will be massacred by the devil!"
He was old, his eyes were deeply sunken, and the muscles on his body had atrophied, making him look like a wooden man.
As a strong man who had lived for nearly two thousand years, this old man came to the end of his life on this day.
And "Gu", the strongest saint in the history of the blue crystal civilization, is sitting on the old man's bed.
He was tall, with firm and wise eyes. He held the old man's hand and soothed the other person's nervousness and uneasiness.
"Gu" is a very silent person. Even though he is in a high position, he likes to be alone and think quietly. Whenever he speaks, he often speaks with the final word.
He looked at the old man and whispered: "The value of life is just like this. If you can guide the changes of the times, your life will not be in vain."
The old man coughed a few times and his voice became lower and lower: "Gu, I know that you have made up your mind to use your soul to guide the final blow."
"I have no doubts about your determination and will, nor do I doubt your abilities."
"But some things cannot be solved by individual will."
"Especially...accident!!"
He coughed again and said: "We know very little about the misfortune of the world. The complexity of such a huge project exceeds the limit of our Azurite people's capabilities. There are many things that cannot be explained clearly and have become a mystery. A kind of luck-like metaphysics.”
"We are riding a tiger and it's hard to get off!"
That’s it for today. It’s a bit stuck. It’s not easy to write later, so I won’t update it for now. I still owe Silver League 6 chapters!
(End of chapter)
