Deep Space Fleet

As Zhang Yuan's speech was finished, almost all the onlookers gathered together in twos and threes, and began to whisper, the voice became louder and louder, just as expected, creating an extremely huge sensation!

"... Old horse, how did you live? Really you ?! Wouldn't it be a robot?"

"Get out of your robot!"

"Do you remember that when you were a kid, you had a **** during class?"

"Get your **** out ... but, I don't know what's going on. I opened my eyes in this world, but now I can only live in a computer."

Someone is using a mobile phone to communicate with people in the virtual world, it is simply incredible ... really incredible!

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

Then came the popular science link of virtual world and consciousness uploading.

The soldiers who were already dead posted on the screen these days how they feel in the virtual world.

"Dear friends, it doesn't make much difference to feel ..."

It looks like a real resurrection. You can talk, walk, think, and even change your memory!

Of course, they are not in the current world, but in virtual world number 13.

This feeling of regain makes all those who have lost relatives and friends can't help crying to the screen, no matter what, it's much better than really dying. Only a few people did not find their loved ones, and they were still crying there. For these people, the government department sent special staff to appease them.

Diplomat Wang Junpeng touched his chin, and he didn't know how to describe this mood.

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

When the guessing became a reality, he took another sigh of relief.

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

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

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

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

This emotion is happy, doubtful, and worried, very complicated, very complicated ...

He turned his head silently and whispered, "Hey, I have no doubt at all about the idealist spirit of justice, I just doubt that the ugliness and snobbery of human nature will ruin this beauty."

"The Soviet Union is a classic example, born of greatness, died of shame ..."

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

...

When this speech is over, Kunlun Mountain is expected to start again on the third day.

Since the design of the entire spacecraft was a distributed model, and even the engine was also a distributed design, even if one fifth of the area was destroyed, it would not affect the acceleration mode of gravity navigation, nor would it affect the performance of the rest.

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

The burial ceremony of the body of the fallen soldiers.

Although a large proportion of seriously injured patients were uploaded by emergency consciousness, more than a thousand soldiers died on the spot.

These unfortunate people are real deaths, and there is no way to save them ...

People's most precious thing is life. In order to protect their mother ships, these soldiers have lost their most precious things. This spirit is enough to spread.

Therefore, whether it is a show or a boost of morale, the star funeral ceremony is quite grand. Some in the crowd had already cried and became teardrops, and all the soldiers present were given away as military salute.

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

The hornman shouted loudly in front.

"salute!"

"Silence!"

The impact of the war is far-reaching and long-lasting. People's mentality is untenable. People have to go back to be turtles, and all plans fail. Surviving the past is a vast sky and a transformation from the spiritual level.

A writer wrote the entire star funeral ceremony and wrote in his work, "... This period of suffering can fully satisfy a man's romantic fantasy. This war was born in a cold, Darkness, without seeing any material or hopeful void. "

"Evil alien civilization tried to seize the human mother ship. With more excellent technical means, it strangled the human throat! But the fire of resistance lit the Kunlun Mountain, accompanied by the angry roar of the nuclear bomb-that was the human counterattack. signal!"

"The most earth-shattering war in the history of the new civilization was born, and no war can be compared to it. It is a heroic army that has delayed its time with its own lives without electronic communication."

"... Although the Kunlun Mountains are large, we have no way back. All the people behind us are!"

"Perhaps hundreds of thousands of years later, this period of history can indeed become a valuable asset."

In the distant sky, the military song is bright, representing the strong will of mankind to explore the distance.

"Let the revolutionary fire burn across the universe,

Destroy the cathedral prison.

From the center of the galaxy to beyond the astrolabe,

Hey human beings are the most powerful among the stars.

Human warriors, polish the bayonet,

Hold the pistol tightly.

We should all fight harder and harder,

Final battle with the enemy.

Definitely on the battlefield ... "

Amidst the brilliance of military songs, these soldiers' bones turned into raging fire. The ashes were scattered into the sea of ​​stars, everything came from the stars, and everything went from the stars again. This was the final destination of all life.

Zhang Yuan also feels sore eyes. Many times he also feels confused and panic, especially this time the emergence of a sudden war. He also doubts whether human beings are too immature.

Perhaps, after another three or five hundred years, humans will come out to explore again, and it will become easier.

But soon he will regain his sense, because according to the calculation of the history of the new civilization, human beings cannot wait for three to five hundred years.

Every step of the human race is difficult, especially after the old generation such as Zhao Qingfeng entered the virtual world, he is already the oldest generation and must pass on the spirit and will of the ancestors.

Just thinking about it ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ he suddenly coughed violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xuanxuan quickly supported him. "Would you like to go to the hospital for a check?"

"It's nothing," Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled reluctantly. "It's just that I used too much force to beat the aliens, and I haven't eased it yet."

"Don't worry, it's really deflated at the moment of beating each other ..."

Lin Xuanxuan was silent for a long time without speaking.

As the memorial service proceeded, not only many people at the scene shed tears, but also the people watching on TV in Kunlun Mountain felt the same emotion ...

Deep and sad.

Goodbye, brothers, thank you for your protection.

We will not live up to your expectations. If there is a future life, you will certainly see a stronger civilization.

for sure!