The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 350 S Brilliant Event (27)

Stark looked up at the details in the reception room. At this moment, Charles frowned and looked at Stark and said, Your open bandwidth is a bit too large. I think you'd better...

嗖嗖 came a few soft sounds, and several people turned their heads to look out of the window. The first things that fell were only some relatively small mechanical parts. Soon, the parts fell from the sky like a torrential rain , The crackling sound echoed in the room.

With a sound of bang, a corner of the room in this manor was smashed down, and then there was a continuous loud noise of boom, boom, boom. Charles waved his hand, and several people appeared on the sea. Looking at the manor, it was overwhelmed by countless mechanical parts.

Stark crossed his arms and said: This is the consequence of you forcibly hypnotizing me. I was thinking at a high speed at the time, and you just pulled me into your consciousness space like this. The parts I built in my mind don't drown this place That's weird.

Following his words, the mechanical rain in mid-air finally slowed down a bit, but the entire beach was smashed beyond recognition, and countless grotesque mechanical parts were piled up higher than the mountains. Charles sighed and said: Obviously, Someone suggested to me...

Of course I know. Stark turned his head to look at Schiller, and said, Someone who can only twist a light bulb will never understand scientists' obsession with thinking...

Okay, you broke the base we built. Schiller put his hands over his eyes, looked at the coastline in the distance, and continued: You have to find a place for us to talk, right?

You call that place with only one small house a base? If you only have this kind of ambition for this organization, don't look for me next time.

With that said, Stark floated up from the sea, his arms outstretched, his eyes glowing faintly.

In an instant, a bright sun rose from behind him. It was a furnace with endless energy. Immediately afterwards, countless parts flew up, forming a storm around him, and more and more parts appeared in mid-air , constantly converging, merging, reorganizing, and upgrading...

In just a few seconds, a dizzying mechanical storm swept through the entire consciousness space. After the sea breeze blew away the white mist, a huge mechanical city appeared in the dream.

It was a huge city that couldn't be described in words, every building there was detailed down to the gears and bearings, the tall buildings, roads, streets, alleys, the luster of metal and machinery was cold, but crowded and lively.

Luo Ji also narrowed her eyes. She has traveled in the universe for many years, and has seen the huge fleets of advanced civilizations cruising among the galaxies, and also seen the powerful gods who born and destroyed stars in a single thought, but he had to admit that no matter in At any level, the mechanical city created by Stark in his dream can be called a perfect combination of technology and art.

With a wave of Charles, several people appeared on the roof of the building with Stark's sign in the center of the city.

Entering the top floor of the building, there is a wide and bright hall full of floor-to-ceiling windows, which is more beautiful than the observation deck on the top floor of Stark Tower. There are several circular pedestals in the hall, surrounded by screens, A small floating robot brought a tray, and Stark picked up a cup of coffee from it.

Drinking coffee in a dream? It's really you. Strange said.

Schiller also took a cup of coffee from the tray. He said: Actually, this is just a psychological suggestion for myself, which can make my thoughts flow more smoothly.

Charles looked at the hall, he shook his head and said, This place is very advanced, but I still prefer the old-fashioned decoration.

As he said that, he also picked up the coffee cup and clinked it with Schiller. Stark rang, pointing to a door on the wall. He pointed to the door with his finger. The relationship between Schiller and Stark A figure appeared in front of the door, and Schiller pushed the door open with his hand. Behind the door was the previous reception room.

It seems that your use of dream power is far beyond ordinary people. Schiller looked back at Stark and said.

The space of consciousness and the temple of thinking are not patented by anyone, and Stark is far beyond ordinary people in every aspect.

Can we get down to business? Nick yawned. I want to save some time for a good night's sleep.

Stark snapped his fingers again, and a semicircular sofa fell from the ceiling. After several people sat down, a circular pedestal appeared in the middle, and the screen lit up.

The question now is whether we want to participate in the Andromeda war, and in what way. Strange also picked up his coffee cup and took a sip of coffee.

Stark glanced at Schiller and said: The first question, I don't think we need to discuss it, maybe from the beginning, we are pointing at Andromeda.

But I don't understand. You asked me to send a message to Sithorn through the Holy of Holies, telling him that Gnar had absorbed the power of chaos, and asked him to trouble Gnar, and then lure the brimstone dwarves to declare war on the union civilization. What good is that? Strange asked.

Nick has a deeper understanding of this plan, he said: This has to start with the plight of mutants. The earth is too small and very fragile. It is not suitable for humans and mutants to live here.

Charles sighed slightly, and said, If it's not forced, no one wants to leave here. It's not that mutants can't compete with humans for the earth, but I'm afraid the earth will be reduced to scorched earth during the competition.

What mutants need is civilization, what they need is a society built on civilization, not a ruin from scratch.

The physical weakness of ordinary humans makes their minds even crazier. Any group that dares to fight against them, even if they can win in the end, will only get a radiation ruin that has been plowed several times by them with big bombs.

Charles folded the fingers of his hands and said, I have never supported mutants and humans going to war head-on. For this reason, we may have to pay a huge price, but in the end we will get nothing.

We have already reached an agreement on this issue. The only question now is, where is the homeland you promised to the mutants?

It's in the Andromeda galaxy. Schiller replied very simply: There will be an enclave of human civilization, and you will become the vanguard of mankind entering the universe, receiving continuous blood transfusions from your home star, and finally Build your own civilization there.

How can I meet the conditions I mentioned? Charles asked him.

It is obvious that Andromeda is a galaxy with a developed civilization, and even the civilization there is much more prosperous than the Milky Way. There are only three civilizations that have entered the universe level, and there are countless other indigenous civilizations.

Of course, most of the civilizations here have owners, but that was in the past. Now, the brimstone dwarves have taken the initiative to provoke the war between civilizations.

Do you want the fisherman to benefit from the fight between the snipe and the clam?

Almost, but it's more complicated than that. Schiller conjured up a jigsaw puzzle on the coffee table in front of him and explained: Among the three major civilizations, the symbiont civilization can almost be ignored, and they don't have their own civilization at all. civilization, their home planet is also a prison for their creators, if their way of life is not so unique, they simply cannot compete with the other two civilizations.

Then the two biggest tenants in this galaxy are the sulfur dwarves and the combined civilization. Although the civilization of the sulfur dwarves is developed, their living conditions are very harsh, because their physical fitness is much stronger than that of humans, and the surface temperature is several hundred degrees. It is still a suitable climate for them, and the planet operated by such a civilization is not suitable for humanoid life.

So, the brimstone dwarves are dead? How do you plan to kill them?

I'll talk about this later. Let's talk about the civilization of the union. This civilization is much better. Their racial composition is very complicated, and there is almost no unity at all. There are all kinds of ecological planets. This is a place for mutants. , will be a good stage.”

This also perfectly meets your requirements. Schiller looked at Charles and said, A ready-made civilization, a prosperous interstellar society, and many achievements of civilization...

Then, Schiller changed the subject: Of course, if mutants join the civilization of the union now, they will definitely be very passive, because so far, this civilization has a general governing body, and the various ethnic groups are still stable, and they are not welcome. outsider.

Therefore, it is best for mutants to appear as a savior on the eve of the entire civilization being weakened to the limit and disintegrated, saving all races from suffering...

Nick understood and continued: Then they voluntarily accepted the mutant garrison, warmly welcomed the mutants to settle on a planet with the best ecology, and expressed their willingness to unite around the mutants to build a harmonious interstellar society.

Stark took a deep breath and said, I understand, the mutants are here to keep the peace.

And how to force the union civilization into this situation, we have to start with the brimstone dwarves...

At this time, Luo Ji said: I think the brimstone dwarves do have the ability to push the civilization of the union to a desperate situation, but the question is, after achieving this effect, how do you deal with this group of brimstone dwarves? You are not afraid that they will eat it. Too many resources of the union civilization, resulting in a big tail?

This part of the plan is kept secret for the time being. Let's talk about the third civilization, which is the symbiont civilization.

The relationship between the symbiont civilization and the union civilization is very good, so when the union civilization is under fierce attack, they will definitely ask the symbiosis for help.

These parasites are best at improving the quality of individual soldiers. If the symbionts on Klinta star come out and arm the civilization of the union, maybe the civilization of the union can really survive.

So you told Sithorn about Gnar's wasting of Chaos power, and asked him to trap the symbiotes on Klinta, so that they could not support the combined civilization?

That's right, another reason is that once the union civilization is on the verge of collapse, the symbionts will also face a very embarrassing situation, that is, they no longer have so many hosts to choose from, and there are sulfur dwarves on the side Eyeing it like a tiger.

And at this time, the mutants who have cooperated well with them come to this galaxy, so it shouldn't be difficult to establish a good symbiotic relationship again?

It's still the same thing. Nick put down his glass, and said in a cold tone: Kill the strongest local snakes and early birds, so that a group will no longer have a leader.

Then weaken the middle class and make them weak enough to be easily controlled.

Finally, support the weakest forces, let the middle and lower levels fight each other and consume each other, and the upper levels will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Several people thought of some examples, and felt a chill down their backs.

Schiller leaned back in the chair and put his hands on the armrests. He closed his eyes, feeling sleepy as if in a dream, and the voice seemed to come from a distant void.

Human beings have been tossing and turning in a square inch for many years, developing from tribes to countries, from primitive to developed, but the struggle has never stopped.

In terms of war, oppression, and exploitation, there will never be another race as cruel as humans.

If those touching virtues are no longer enough to resist the dangers that strike at any time in the endless deep space...

If our sun is too dim, it is destined to fail to illuminate the entire universe...

Then turn us into the most dangerous existence, like the black sun rising above the dark forest...

The glory is gone, but the glory is forever.

The world line is over.