Dark Blood Age

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“I'm fine, get me Command. ”

The underground doctor has rushed over. Chu Yunsheng temporarily set aside the matter of the source of life. He leaned against his seat and looked at the communication device and said.

A part of the meteorite flow from Earth will soon crash here, and space will seem vast or even nothingness, but as long as the technology does not break through to a very high level, the day will be confined to conventional gravitational orbits.

The Underground fleet is not very technologically advanced, and although it is already quite powerful compared to the Cold Aliens, it appears fragile even in planetary systems, using only the gradual acceleration of the gravitational orbit of the stars, with a view to eventually escaping.

After leaving Earth's gravitational confinement, the meteorite flows have an initial velocity, but will eventually be tamed by the gravitational forces of the star, or will form its own orbit, wander around the star, or one day change its trajectory, be captured by gravitational forces of other planets, and after impact, give its final life to the angular momentum of the planet.

But now some of them are coming in the direction of the fleet.

It would have been nothing if precisely guided missiles had been used to clean them up, and even if they could not be completely destroyed, blowing them up would have caused their orbits to change.

But most of the seemingly large fleets have lost their conventional combat capability. Atomic weapons have all been dismantled and added to the propulsion system, combined with inexperienced underground artificially advanced technology, and weapons energy engineering has been carried out on a large scale, learning a half-step from fine-heightened people.

As a result, the Command's helpless calculations analysed that the main fleet could only manoeuvre to evade and that a small number of battleships with clearance capabilities were concentrated on the impact side in an effort to eliminate the larger crater.

After listening to the news from the command, Chu Yunsheng was also too lucky not to actually be in the underground people's spaceship wandering the universe. That really didn't know how to die. He immediately sent the remaining pivots, including the little longfeathers fleeing the planet, to the front of the collision.

Although they cannot sustain long-term combat in the space environment, with all the perfect aerospace equipment, with the power of the pivot and the ability to clean up battleships, if you can't stop meteorite flow, simply don't call yourself in charge of the pivot.

The main suspension of the fine tall man hidden in the middle of the fleet, because of the "rough skin and flesh”, was also dragged to the forefront by Chu Yunsheng's order to block the largest meteorite.

Electricity is now the most afraid of his trouble to find his fine and tall companion. He was forced to agree. Although it has repeatedly reaffirmed the extreme value of the main suspension cone and the technical importance of Chu Yunsheng to restructure the fleet, trying to redeem the sympathy and identity of Chu Yunsheng, it was all futile and had to be depressingly used as a low-level meat shield.

Other regiments are also on alert, with all peak strongmen below the pivot concentrated on the second defensive line.

As for how to dispatch the cooperations, they were all handed over to Martini and the Underground Command, whose task was to send those uncalled for pivotal lords out to obey their command.

It's just a pity that he has all the power in the sky now, but there is no source of life to support him to go out and lay out a great array of symbols, otherwise one way is a six-party array, one way is a counter-attack array... all excited in the sky, it doesn't have to be so much trouble at all.

There is still a period of time before the meteorite crash, and the fleet is nervously adjusting its posture and position to accelerate its return in the direction of the Cold Star.

While Cold Star was ultimately immune from impact, gravitational damage was unprecedented, especially when the sword suddenly cut off gravity between the two planets, which was even far more destructive than previous gravitational pulls by both sides.

But anyway, the fleet is going back to Cold Star. Just such a wrecked fleet, let alone Chu Yunsheng, is that the underground people themselves believe that the day they fly out of the planetary system, I'm afraid it's not far from the end of the whole army.

Cold Star still has plenty of resources. Although the environment has deteriorated dramatically, there are fine-heightened people who can barely cope with the industrial base of the underground people.

They are accustomed to “digging holes” in all kinds of harsh environments, and when they return to Cold Star, they are old business.

After a few days of careful sailing and paying the price of several spacecraft, the fleet of refugees like refugees finally returned to their places of departure and entered the cold-star gravitational orbit, which had not yet finally stabilized its orbit.

It is also an impossible thing to do. Cold stars take a terrible amount of time to re-stabilize their orbit around stars, not that they can wait.

Who can guarantee that the Earth will not kill a Horse Gun, even though it will eventually pass with the Cold Star and disappear into the darkness of the universe? Or, if something so loud happens, if any of the advanced fleet or spiritual life passes by comes and takes a look at it, it's really over.

Fortunately, in the complex case of fine-height human power, this unstable orbit, if the data calculations and methods surrounding the planetary mooring are solved by it.

Beyond that, it needs to come up with the most detailed plan for the rebuilding of the fleet in the shortest possible time, to form a fleet of spacecraft that can truly navigate across planetary systems, from the collection of resources in the first lane to the specific functions in each ship, taking into account that all technical levels can only be limited to the level of the underground dwarf and cannot be exceeded, otherwise the aerial pavilion cannot be built at all.

Therefore, it is very busy, the rest time is also ruthlessly deprived by Chu Yunsheng, let alone the fine tall man's own research, which is directly banned by Chu Yunsheng, electricity is helpless, it just reveals a little bit of the seedlings that want to explain, Chu Yunsheng makes the posture to search in the main suspension.

Chu Yunsheng couldn't help it, he instinctively felt that staying here was too dangerous, the sooner the better, just going somewhere, he hadn't thought about it yet, at this time, he felt the benefits of staying on earth, anyway, he couldn't leave, don't worry about going anywhere, just stay honest and honest.

Even if the earth breaks and rots again, it is where they grow. Their roots, Chu Yunsheng, although they have been thinking about leaving, once they really lose it, there is an unknown sense that even if there is a cold star at their feet, they will never find that solid feeling again.

Looking in the direction of the Earth's departure, Chu Yunsheng doesn't know about this life, is there any chance to see it again?

From this moment on, they have been truly homeless, and from this moment on, they may wander from zero to death, just like the old fourth\ 24349; sequence of aliens Zoll.

They are no longer any of the seven centuries, they have no inheritance of the Chrysanthemum, they have no astronautical technology of the Zoll people, they have no refuge in spiritual life, they have nothing, like a small group of people forgotten by the universe, and probably no one else will have any interest in them except the master of the Xueyuan.

But there's a lot of danger, and if you look at the virtues that the Cher people once conquered galaxies, if you look at the experimental chambers of the fine-height people, and if you look at the description of the brain, you know, once you encounter a powerful life form, you can imagine what happens.

To have a minimum capacity for self-preservation, a spirit must be born. Otherwise, one must live in the mood of others. Chu Yunsheng must also have the sixth preamble of the skeleton. In the peak age of Alien Zhuor, a lonely astronaut in the mood of the day almost determined the life and death of life on a planet.

And for practice, Chu Yunsheng, although he has never relaxed, which is his life-saving capital, since entering the new world, he has had little time to practice safely and steadily, let alone summarize the practice.

Fight, fight, fight!

Fight till fainting, fight till lost, fight till dying...

His life was full of swords and shadows, full of blood and killing, but he didn't come down for a moment. As long as he was relieved, he waited for a series of killings that couldn't be stopped.

He ran as desperately as a running dog, occasionally stopping, gasping, and then continued to run, scaling all over the place, without daring to lick the wound, only allowing it to slowly scab itself and then stab a new wound until he became numb and could no longer feel the pain.

As such, he lost his loved ones, his brothers, his wife and children, his home, everything, only this mutilated body, and a deserter like him.

He didn't want to run anymore long ago, but he had to run, and he had to run!

It's just that for a while he really didn't know what it meant to run like this.

He never felt that being stronger was the meaning of life; it was a means to survive, not an end.

Even if he was stronger, he had to kill the man to make up for his death. Even if he was stronger, he couldn't recover everything he had lost. Even he couldn't even plant flowers on the prairie.

Though, the shadow man despised him for saying that flowers were actually the vegetation, reproduction, organs and organs of plants.

He's not a person who lived in the past, he just can't find his way into the future for a while.

He wandered between the camel and the lion in confusion, but he wanted a world of babies.

Until he saw the inexorability and struggle of life at the bottom of the Temple of Heavenly Wings, until he himself slaughtered the man to make amends for his death, until he saw his daughter die in front of himself again and was powerless, until he came to Cold Star, until today he saw the death of the earth...

He found himself getting colder and colder, he found himself killing the camel, his instinct to walk out of the desert, he didn't want to be a lion, but he was becoming a lion.

It frightened him and made him less and less aware of himself, but he had to do so.

Once on this path, there is no turning back.

All he can do is constantly remind himself who he is deep inside and soul, just as when he is gradually sealed by the spirit seal, let him constantly remind himself, but this time, the only person who can remind him is himself.

Perhaps one day, he will be lost in the lions, a slight reminder buried in the depths of his soul that may awaken him.

And the most important thing he needs to do now is to grow his strength, not just his own, but also that of Butni and others.

He discovered that the whole new world, and only Xueyuan, had allowed one person to break through the Second Divine Realm. Before that, both the large and small feathers of Heavenly Feather Nation and the master of the Haitian Hall, had wandered in the First Divine Realm for years unknown.

There must be something wrong here. It is said to have crossed the biggest divide of the pivot, and the next level of the boundary, though not simple, has not allowed so many pivots to enter the second divine realm for so many years.

Previously, he had not had time to study and analyze the contents of the ancient books, and now, the earth died and disappeared into darkness, whether entering the space-time trap or whatever, he had a slight opportunity to breathe, an opportunity that would settle him down and geographically purge the pivot after the cultivation.

This is not a simple matter, but a complex and onerous task. His cultivation is now disconnected from the ancient books. Butni and others have nothing to do with the ancient book system. A slight error is that the cultivation is no longer complete. When the cultivation was misunderstood, he almost died writing on the roof of the building. He also experienced the problem and learned a very serious lesson.

Plus, when he reached the pivot, the realm changed quite dramatically, even intensely, and he didn't have time to experience it.

Now you can do it, and tell Butni a few words, mainly about keeping an eye on the Thin Tall Man, searching for the Earth, and monitoring the movement of the surrounding stars, and then the first thing he has to do is solve the problem of not cultivating boundaries, but the source of life.

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