Super Warcraft Factory

Nomestian

It's bustling in the past, there are too many spaces in spacecraft, and the number is reduced to one percent of the original.

Only a team of freight spaceships are endless, constantly putting the resources of gaseous planets and mineral stars, transporting back to space factories, producing into needed products.

Two supercapacity attacks initiated by Earth and Mars, which use far without ripe curvature space technology, consumes massive materials.

Two quality is thousands of gaseous planets on the earth, and they were taken away from three quarters, but only successfully launched two attacks against humanity.

Most of the beautiful people's living standards, from paradise into hell, no longer like to have a comfortable day before.

Resentment is breeding every day, as if a rock under a volcano is fast, only one bad signal is needed.

"Indigenous civilizations outside the eightports should be completely destroyed!"

"We don't have to endure anymore, now this is made!"

"Yes, the country collects my space spaceship, saying that it is necessary to extract rare elements."

"Only a spaceship loss, not worth mentioning. A factory in space established by my family has been working hard for many days, and the economic loss is massive."

"We launched voting on the virtual network, allowing the committees to release the Material Tube Bill!"

Little Mars ignited the whole grassland, and the Nas people think that human civilization must not surprise, and there is no need to conduct a strict material collection system.

The national voting results were very obvious, and the proposal of the previous living standards was restored, and 98% agreed, defeated the "continued implementation of materials" with an overwhelming advantage.

So the temporary commissioning of human civilizations, this dispersion. Of course, they will send a reconpruder to the solar system and observe the results.

It is only necessary to arrive at the solar system at least twenty years in the reconnaissance, at least twenty years, and cannot be obtained now. But there is no Natan people think that human civilization will survive.

The beauty of Nas people will soon be recovered, and the days of far super super-earth Americans: ordinary eating is unlimited, only a small amount of luxury, strong spacecraft is the items that need to be purchased.

In the space monitoring station of the galaxy, the only Nama Murry, which is here, is in the green liquid in the cup, and a face is unhappy.

"Damn, saying that good vacation is gone, I am going to the monitoring committee."

Muri stretched out the blue left wrist, the right hand got on the bracelet, and a long-width height was three-dimensional projection.

He completed a protest letter in two seconds, submitted to the monitoring body.

Even if there is a highly intelligent program, the technology of unmanned monitored stations is also very mature, but Nas still does not dare to rest assured, with a little beautiful beauty monitoring station.

Unlucky Murli is unfortunately selected by the main brain, becoming a lonely watchman.

"Well, first look at the virtual network, there is a new movie recently."

Murli thinks this, then he heard the scream of the scream.

What happened?

He looked at the surveillance of the alert, and the small stereo projection showed the space near Name Star, a fine light network covered his female stars.

"What is this ghost!"

Murri's eyes, shocked, looked at projection.

Boom!

There are countless glare, one piece of powerful weapon explosion, but can't hurt the light network.

Muri is stupid, it is difficult to accept reality.

That is the motherstar, there is a place with countless guns and warships, it is actually covered by a huge light network, and even the destruction can't be done?

He saw it, and the light network was quickly narrowed, and the atmosphere of the Name Star did not hinder, and then penetrated the whole planet.

"Headquarters! Go back!"

Murri returned to God and immediately contacted the Space Supervision Department.

But the time has been long, he has not heard any voice of the beauty. Only the intelligent system is asking him, why should you contact the headquarters.

The emergency committee, university, etc., as far as space surveillance is different, there is no sound of Nas people.

Muri finally collapsed, desperate call: "It's over! Everyone is finished!"

The population on the female stars occupies 90% of the entire Natan, and the number exceeds two billion, so it disappears.

His loved ones, friends did not reply to him, seems to never exist.

, .

"88743 monitoring station, I heard it, please answer. Here is space city, are you okay?"

Murry suddenly heard a similar voice, suddenly jumped up, quickly said: "I am still alive! What is the mother star?"

"We believe that the mother star is attacked by the advanced civilization, everyone is killed. Don't move there, we will send spaceships to meet you."

"Damn, how is this! We didn't have to be guilty, and there were such advanced enemies."

Muri shouted.

"Waiting for the spaceship, I want to contact the next person."

The staff of the space city did not hesitate, end the conversation, leaving a person in Muri Lin zero.

His eyes looked at the dead sterile star, revealing a strong mourning, and his head had endless anger, and he can't wait to make the murdere behind the scene.

You are waiting for me, and the Nas civilization has once again developed, we will definitely find you, revenge for the dead relatives and compatriots!

Muri thought so, a blue face was extremely full of hate.

Hundreds of space city in the galaxy, still living with two or three billion people, so he thinks that Nami civilization has the opportunity to come to Dongshan. Moreover, the female appears that there is no destruction, leaving a complete equipment, technology is not faulty, will soon recover.

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Let Muri fall into the sound of the nightmare again, he has some neurotic look, seeing the Zhangye Great Light Network penetrating a magnificent space city in the projection.

The space city is the same as the female star, and there is no more than Nash people answer Muri, only intelligent system responds.

"You come over, take me online, and die with other Nathers!"

Murri desperately shouted with the light network in the projection.

Like he talks, when the optical network chases a remote space city, through the monitoring station where Muri is located.

He only felt his own thinking, it became very slow, it is like a hibernating turtle, thinking about it is in a viscous glue, it is difficult to keep intact.

After Murri woke up, he found that he didn't actually set the dark space without any protection device. The left is a beautiful blue planet, and the right side is a satellite of a gray and dead.

"I am in the virtual network?"

There is only the environment that is all the numbers, he doesn't need to live in space without air.

"Yes, you are the prisoner of our Warcraft factory."