Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Three years later.

Xingyao Federation, Fungo City, Yaoshi Group headquarters.

“Welcome to the three VIPs, ‘Future Convention’ is about to begin, please take this VIP aisle, thank you. ”

A good face, Ting Ting Yuli's female staff took the VIP card from Mengjiang and swept it in his palm. The VIP card immediately revealed a crystal clear light, revealing the names of three people, namely Meng Jiang and his grandson Meng Xiaolang and granddaughter Meng Lichuan.

Confirmed the identity information of the three persons, the smile of the female staff members grew brighter, bowed slightly to greet them, and invited the three persons to enter.

“Wow...”

The grandson of Meng Jiang, Meng Xiaowang, who had just been promoted to second level staff officer in the Kunlun fleet of the Federal Army, opened his eyes, his mouth shouting. He had already seen that the female employee in front of him was not a real person, but a phantom of Xuanguang.

This illusion is also a true 3D three-dimensional light screen technology, which is not unusual, but is clearly a portrait of a concentrated Xuanlight, but can take the real VIP card and scan it. He can even smell the faint scent of camellia on the female staff. When retrieving the VIP card, the “skin” of both sides is staggered with a false and genuine touch, which involves a lot of force field control and anti-gravity technology, which is quite advanced.

Meng Xiaolang knew that his fleet, Kunlun, was indeed conducting relevant research, but did not expect to put it into civilian use so quickly - the past three years, Xingyao Federation, no, the technological development of the entire human civilization, is a rapid advance, a thousand miles a day!

“Sister, what kind of 'future convention’ is this? What kind of fame is it? How charming! ”

Meng Xiaowang looked at the composition of countless floating mountains, and once again sighed at the headquarters of the Yaoshi Group like a 3D city in the future.

No wonder he was so curious about the Future Assembly.

He is the second-in-command of the Kunlun fleet, which is one of the finest new major fleets in the Federation, higher than the original fleet.

And his sister Meng Lichuan, a professional player under the Moon Demon Team, has just been among the top 10 in the "Virtual Information Championship" where hundreds of millions of professional players compete together, with superb computing and deduction skills, is the best strategic analyst.

Moreover, the backstage of the Moon Demon Team is the Dark Moon Foundation, as well as the capital of the Yaoshi Group, which is half the “East House” of Meng Lichuan.

Even so, Meng Xiaowang and Meng Lichuan were not eligible to accept the invitation of the "Future Convention". They simply knew from the Internet and the news media that there was an unprecedented event to be held, which would answer all the questions that had been bored in their minds for three years. However, they were truly fortunate to be present at the scene and borrowed the light of their grandfather, "Meng Jiang", because Meng Jiang was the founder of Yao Shi Group and a close party of the premier federal hero, "Vulture Li Yao”, in order to receive a VIP card for no change.

“From what I've uncovered inside the Moon Demon Squad, the so-called 'Future Convention' should be like the original ‘Fairbell Expo' in the Federation, showcasing the latest cultivation and R&D results, illuminating the future direction, including testing the latest models of Fairbell, and so on. ”

Meng Lichuan thought, "However, this future congress will certainly not be as simple as the ordinary Fairbell Fair. It is said that several press conferences will be held at the future congress. The strong from the Federation, the Empire and the Alliance, even the strong from the floods, will appear before the public to uncover the truth about the ancient monuments, solve the secrets of the Battle of the Crash three years ago, and announce a series of astonishing news that could change the whole of human civilization. ”

“Ah…”

Meng Xiaowang vomited his tongue, “So the so-called ‘too ancient ruins’, what else is true about 'Immortal Palace’ and ‘pioneer civilization’? ”

Although no one knows what really happened in the depths of the star sea three years ago, all kinds of trail news spreads through diverse channels. Meng Xiaowang, who is in the Kunlun fleet, has also been involved in some extremely confidential missions, naturally has heard some half-truth, absurd news.

“The Battle of Meteorology...”

Meng Jiang listened to the conversation between his grandson and his granddaughter, and his wrinkled old face revealed a heavy and shrieking color, “Li Yao, it was in that war that it fell! ”

Meng Xiaowang and Meng Lichuan looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

As the three of them crossed the VIP corridor, they saw the sea of mountain people next to them, shoulder-to-shoulder access for journalists.

Not only are local journalists from the Union of Stars and Glory, but also journalists from all the great thousands of worlds of the Real Human Empire, even from the Alliance - and of course the entire social system of the Alliance is still being rebuilt, without the profession of "journalist”, but a large number of “observers” are acting as eyes of the Alliance and performing the same duties as journalists.

Not only are the ground lanes full of people, but the air lanes are crammed with all kinds of strange little aircraft, from time to time interference and collision, “squeak squeak" falls down, in higher skies, countless colorful glare is also crossed, entangled with each other, colliding like a ray of extreme light - it is a unique image that countless remote scanning magic treasures can create by starting together and shooting the scene of the congress from all angles.

Meng Xiaolang and Meng Lichuan have all seen the big scene - whether the Kunlun fleet is officially announced or the championship runner-up of the "Virtual Information Championship", they have seen the surge of journalists.

However, compared to today's unprecedented battle, the "tide” of journalists they had met was nothing more than a trickle in the mountains.

“How come there are so many reporters? ”

Meng Xiaowang gazed.

Then he realized he was asking too silly, and the journalists had reason to flock.

The last three years have seen more changes in the Federation of Stars and in human civilization as a whole than in the last three millennia.

And the source of all the changes, the mysterious ancient relics, is still hidden in the dark, and nobody knows the truth.

Even Dingbell, Boss Bai, Yan Leaving, Longyang Jun... and so on, the best of human civilization disappeared completely from the public, and God hid deep in the ruins of Tai Ancient.

For the public and the vast majority of the grass-roots ranks of the Federation of Stars and Lights, all they know is that three years ago, the Confederate army launched a wrecking boat, devoting itself to a "billion-star expedition”, which produced a miraculous and glorious victory, forcing the two powerful powers in the center of the star sea, and that both the Real Human Empire and the Covenant Alliance signed a peace treaty.

But the war is not over, and countless powerful men and elites, including premier federal hero Li Yao, are alone in the ancient ruins of the end of the star sea to explore the origins of life hundreds of millions of years ago, and to confront powerful enemies hundreds of times more terrifying than the immortals and the Allies.

In that battle, they had won a difficult battle, but they had also paid a terrible price.

Dozens of Yuan Babies, including “Vulture Li Yao”, have fallen.

Even the so-called "Giant Divine Soldier”, the most powerful ultimate weapon in the star ocean, paid off dozens of them in one breath. The cutting-edge combat power of human civilization can be described as a heavy loss and a great loss of energy.

That's why everyone calls it the Battle of Meteorology.

The dead are gone, but those who survive have a heavy duty to continue on the path of thorns and flames, one footprint at a time.

Perhaps it was the fire of life lit by the victims that illuminated the way forward for the survivors.

Perhaps the nascent human civilization is far from exhausting its own luck.

Three years after the Battle of Meteorology, it was a rapidly advancing three years.

Both Meng Xiaowang and Meng Lichuan experienced the latest research from the depths of Tai Gu relics from their respective channels, even personally, how glorious the light can be.

It is said that the so-called ancient relics, really hundreds of millions of years ago, are the treasures left by the original ancestors of all carbon-based intelligent life, and in the past, Li Yao used his courage and wisdom to break a gap in the treasure.

It is said that there are also hundreds of remains, remains and precious information of the "pioneer civilization" lying quietly in the depths of the ancient relics awaiting exploration, learning and devouring.

It is said that there are a number of carbon-based intelligent lives of the flood era, namely the legendary Pangu, Lady, etc., who miraculously survived. Although their personal strength is stronger than that of humankind, they have lost the foundations of civilization, are impossible to confront human civilization, and can only choose to cooperate with humankind, at the expense of flood technology, in exchange for human trust, and jointly develop the ruins of Tai Ancient.

After digesting the technology of Pangu civilization, human civilization can already build its own "Giant Divine Soldier Production Line”, no longer have to bitterly unearth the ruins of the flood, and use scrap copper and rotten iron to work together - not long after, the Legion of Giant Divine Soldiers lost in the "Battle of Meteorology” can appear ten times stronger.

It is said that, with the wisdom of the top biochemical experts of the three forces of the Federation, the Empire and the Alliance, coupled with floods and the guidance of the pioneer civilization, human civilization has also made great strides in the field of genetic reproduction, with the hope that one day, even a tiny bit of remains from the pioneer civilization will be used to reproduce a living “pioneer”, to find different directions of evolution from the pioneer and to open the door to new “infinite possibilities”.

It is said that there is also an infinite escalation of the star jump technology used by human civilization today. Perhaps in the near future, the energy consumed and the damage sustained by the star jump will be minimized, making it possible to jump many short distances in a short period of time. At that time, a starship can jump several times in a row in the battlefield of millions of kilometres in a direction, like a vain, ever-changing ghost - such a "Shadow Fleet” would truly be an unbeatable "Sword of Humanity”.

It is said that many of the many people who are said to be "said” to be exaggerating are not even the most imaginative people to believe that it is true. What “said” will become a reality in today's future General Assembly? Meng Xiaowang and Meng Lichuan are curious and eagerly awaited.