Deep Space Planet Leader

As Zhang Yuan finished his speech, almost all the onlookers gathered in small groups and started talking in small groups. The voices became louder and louder, just as expected. It was a huge sensation!

"...Old Ma, how did you live? Really you?! Isn't it a robot?"

"Fuck your robot!"

"Do you remember that when you were a kid, you pulled out your stool in class?"

"Get your stool...but I don't know what's going on. I just opened my eyes on this World is gone, but now I can only live in the computer."

Someone is using a mobile phone to communicate with people in the virtual world. It's incredible...really incredible!

People can actually live in computers! Have humans already mastered such technology?

Next, we have arrived at the science popularization link of the virtual world and consciousness uploading.

The soldiers who have already died are expressing their feelings in the virtual world these days on the screen.

"My friends, there is not much difference in feeling..."

It looks like a real resurrection, you can talk, walk, think, even No memory has changed!

Of course, they are not in the current world, but the virtual world No. 13.

This feeling of loss and recovery makes all those who have lost their relatives and friends can't help crying at the screen. No matter what, it is much better than death. Only a small number of people did not find their relatives, and they were still crying there. For these people, the Ministry of Government Sect sent out special staff to comfort them.

Diplomat Wang Junpeng stroked his chin, not knowing how to describe this mood in his heart.

A super project that has been concealed for so long, no matter how cautiously there are some clues, especially when a large number of Gliese people enter the virtual world, how can this implementation hide their diplomats? What?

When the speculation became a fact, he gently sighed in relief.

At this moment, he also understood the worries of the high-level civilization.

He seemed to see that the game between idealists and humanity had already begun, and today, all ordinary persons have participated in the battlefield...This war has reached a real fever.

It’s just that most people don’t know it.

Including Xu Jie, his close friends, and his wife, they are all discussing the resurrection of these soldiers, and the kind of virtual world that they can enter after aging and death... Infinitely beautiful?

This emotion is happy, suspicious, and worried. It is very complicated and complicated...

He turned his head silently and said softly: "Hey, I I don’t doubt the spirit of justice full of idealists. I just suspect that the ugliness and snobbery of human nature will destroy this beauty."

"The Soviet Union is a typical example, born in greatness, and died in Shame..."

He turned and walked into the darkness. An old song was playing on his phone, sighing the complexity and fragility of human beings.

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After this speech is over, Kunlun Mountains is expected to start again in the next 3rd day.

Since the entire spaceship was designed in a distributed mode, and even the engine was designed in a distributed manner, even if one-fifth of the area is destroyed, it does not affect the acceleration mode of gravitational navigation. Does not affect the performance of the rest.

But before the official departure, there is one last thing to complete the aftermath of the war.

That is the burial ceremony of the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

Although a large number of seriously injured patients were uploaded with emergency awareness, more than 1,000 soldiers died on the spot.

These unfortunate people are truly dead, and there is no way to save them again...

The most precious thing for people is life. In order to protect their mothership, these soldiers Losing one's most precious thing, this kind of spirit is worth passing on.

So, whether it's a show or a morale boost, the star burial ceremony at this time is quite grand. Some of the people in the crowd had already cried into tears, and all the soldiers present sent them off with military salutes.

Zhang Yuan was silent, watching the distant starry sky...

The siren roared in front.

"Salute!"

"Silence!"

The impact of the war is far-reaching and long-lasting. If the mentality cannot survive, people will have to Going back to be a coward, all the plans failed; to survive is a brighter world, and complete the First Transformation from the Spiritual Plane.

A writer watched the entire star burial ceremony, and wrote in his own work: "...this period of suffering history can completely satisfy all the romantic fantasies of a man. This time. The war was born in a cold and dark void where no matter and hope can be seen."

"The evil alien civilization is trying to seize the mothership of mankind, relying on more excellent technical means to stifle Lived in the human throat! But the fire of resistance ignited the Kunlun Mountains, accompanied by the angry roar of nuclear bombs-that is the signal of human counterattack!"

"The most heaven-shaking, earth in the history of the new civilization The war of -shattering was born. No war can be compared with its vigor. This is a heroic army. Without electronic communication, it used its own life to delay time."

"...Although the Kunlun Mountains are big, we have nowhere to go. Behind us are all the people!"

"Perhaps, hundreds of thousands of years later, this period of history can indeed become precious Wealth."

In the distant sky, military songs are loud and loud, representing the strong will of mankind to explore the distance.

"Let the fire of revolution burn in the entire universe,

Destroy the cathedral and prisons.

From the center of the galaxy to the outside of the astrolabe,

Hey, humans are the most powerful among the stars.

Human warriors, polish the bayonet,

Hold the gun firmly in your hand.

We They should all be more tenacious as they fight.

Desert on the battlefield with the enemy.

Death on the battlefield..."

Among the brilliant military songs, these soldiers’ The corpse turned into a raging fire. The ashes are scattered into the sea of ​​stars, everything comes from the stars, everything goes from the stars, this is the ultimate destination of all life.

Zhang Yuan also feels his eyes are sour. He often feels confused and apprehensive, especially in the sudden emergence of war at this time. He also doubts whether human beings are still a little too immature.

Perhaps, in another three to five hundred years, it will be easier for mankind to come out and explore again.

But soon he will regain his senses, because according to the calculations of New Civilization History, mankind cannot wait for three to five hundred years.

Every step of human beings is difficult, especially after Zhao Qingfeng and other older generations entered the virtual world, he is already the oldest generation, and he must pass on the spirit and will of the ancestors.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly coughed violently.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Xuanxuan hurriedly supported him, "Do you want to go to the hospital for an examination?"

"Nothing," Zhang Yuan shook the head, barely laughed," It’s just that I was overstretched when beating the alien, and it hasn’t been relieved yet."

"Don’t worry, the blow of the opponent is really relieved..."

Lin Xuanxuan was silent and did not speak for a long time.

As the memorial ceremony progressed, not only many people shed tears at the scene, but also the people watching through TV in the Kunlun Mountains felt the same emotion...

Sad again.

Goodbye, brothers, thank you for your protection.

We will not disappoint your expectations. If there is an afterlife, you will be able to see a stronger civilization.

Definitely!