Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

In the illusion cast by emerald, an arc-wounding pale golden embryo beats like a crystal clear heart, rapidly growing and developing under the support of vast resources, sprouting new-brown blood vessels and nerves, gradually building an intricate network of human figures.

Another power furnace lit up, recharacterizing the Emerald, illuminating a dark, warped world of debris.

It's like a beast trapped in a swamp, lurking its teeth, saving its strength, not far from the day it jumps, though it's temporarily impossible to get out of it.

“Now, we are not rivals of these traitors, First Lieutenant Quick, but they won't be arrogant for long. ”

Emerald imitates Captain Kelly's divinity and tone, saying, "From the moment they chose to renounce their pride, glory and mission, they also renounced the impulse of evolution, renounced hundreds of millions of new possibilities, renounced a generation stronger than a generation of progress, and from now on, they will only lie on the hotbed of existing resources and technologies, dreaming of nothingness, or betraying each other once and killing each other.

“Soon their existing technologies will be lost, their social institutions will collapse altogether, and they will remain forever in the dark and obscure Middle Ages, turning themselves into frogs at the bottom of the well.

“So, be patient, compatriots, the real battle is not now, but in 10,000 years' time - when the power of the Emerald Continent will surely be weak to the extreme, and the Emerald will return to its peak, when we will come down from heaven with forces that they can never imagine, so that the descendants of these traitors will realize what the glory of the original civilization is!

“These are Captain Kelly's last words.

“In addition to the testament, there is the 'Witch Gene', as well as several secret arsenals, and Captain Kelly knows that with the scarcity of resources and the further deterioration of the environment, the loss of technology and the fault of civilization will appear on both sides of the Emerald Continent and the Emerald, which is a ‘who is worse than who’ competition. To ensure that descendants of the crew on the Emerald can still remember their mission in extremely low-tech conditions, Captain Kelly himself had to design the development path of the Emerald for the next 10,000 years.

“As such, the Emerald became the ‘Blood Warfare Demonic Realm' and the heaviest combat orbital commando force on board the ship became the 'Prison Exilers'; the maintainers in charge of the loss control system became the 'Strong Arm Clan'; the stoves in charge of maintaining the power furnace and regulating the power output became the 'Flames'; the researchers in charge of modulating the flora and fauna, maintaining the ecological balance on board the ship and conducting various genetic experiments became the 'Veterinarians'; the medical soldiers became the 'Medusa'; the guards in charge of the arched satellite vessel, preventing the enemy from docking the ship, became the 'Black Shields'; and finally, the crew of the bridge crew, with all the ancient information of the ship, remained loyal to its mission, became the 'Turing'.

“Captain Kelly has engraved a great deal of information on the manufacture and manipulation of the starship by primitive civilizations, engraved deep into the genetic chains of all races, and left behind such things as the 'Deep Red Palace' and the 'Witch Gene’, something that even the bloodthirsty savages can understand and desperately pursue - the limits of what she can do.

“Indeed, shortly after Captain Kelly's death, because the vast majority of the resources were to be supplied for the automatic restoration of the Emerald, the living environment on the Emerald was unusually poor in a situation of extreme scarcity of resources, various superb technologies were gradually losing ground, and people were gradually forgetting the glory of their ancestors, even in order to compete for space under their noses, killing each other like those on the Emerald Continent.

“Perhaps that is how human nature is, what glory, solidarity, mission, the motto engraved on the genetic chain are no match for the deepest instincts of the soul. Humanity is the race that kills each other at all times and everywhere, and it is by virtue of such superiority and disadvantage that the strongest of the crowd can be selected to control the entire star sea.

“Anyway, Captain Kelly has foreseen all this, and the bloodshed of the demonic world has not crossed the threshold of self-destruction, and eventually Captain Kelly's design, along with fate arrangements, has brought you here —— the bearer of the witch gene.

“Of course, Captain Kelly couldn't have met the Black Jack thing, 'Lord of Eating’? I did not retrieve the relevant information in my database, he should have been just a small, insignificant insert before our duel with Hung Chao. ”

Theresa sounded stunned.

The amount of information that emerald said was too large for her to digest for a moment and a half.

It's just that when she heard the last sentence, she had to scream, "Doesn't matter. Little insert? Come on, he's about to kill in, okay? Look at his fierce appearance. I really doubt if he's even scarier, or if Hung Chao is even scarier! ”

“This, no doubt, is definitely Hung Chao. ”

Emerald said, "Even if he is truly the ‘Lord of Eating’, his power does not reach one in a hundred million of the flood tide. As long as you inherit all of Captain Kelly's power, there is more than half a chance to defeat him. Don't worry about it. ”

“More than… half chance? ”

Theresa squinted her eyes, "Wait, you've been saying that we have a 78% chance of beating him. Why is it now more than half, even though it's more than half, but how can I have a bad feeling that your calculated chance of winning has plummeted again? ”

Emerald silence.

“Tell me, how many odds do we have left?” Theresa asks.

“… very high. ”

Jade whispered.

“Ha, tall? How tall is it?” Theresa shaved the bottom.

“Anyway, high is high, it is definitely worth letting go, dying to live, the dead horse as the surviving horse doctor's chance of victory, Emerald's most glorious descent, please don't ask so many boring questions, remember the sacred mission of our ancestors, inherit all the power of this ship, and fight the enemy to death! ”

Emerald looked at him around.

Theresa took a deep breath and her head and tummy were getting worse.

“Sister Xia, what do you think? ”

She was in a state of disarray and could only consult with Princess Asha.

Princess Ah Xia's gaze was a bit stubborn, pale, cold and in great shock.

“deserters… my ancestors… just a bunch of despicable, cowardly, cowardly deserters? ”

Princess Asha muttered to herself, "Is the glory of tens of thousands of years on the Emerald Continent just a false fantasy? ”