Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 231 Fallen
The man in gray glanced at the ravine that was only the size of a fist but bottomless. It may have penetrated the earth's crust. He felt a little distressed:
"We... oh, it's 'me' now; I've come with sincerity, you should understand."

Zuo Wu only felt his temples throbbing, and slowly raised his fist again:

"The invading starship trapped us inside, and then tried to throw us into space, and forcibly interrupted the communication between me and the Imperial Union; this is called sincerity by you, and it is too novel."

"But I did add the word 'please' to the three-line request I sent you. Although I only remembered to add it in the last line, you shouldn't deny its existence... Oh, I see,"

A daze appeared on the face of the man in gray who couldn't be seen clearly:

"Maybe it's because we haven't reached a consensus standard for 'sincerity'. It seems that I'm talking to myself, but I want to explain it clearly, but it's a bit complicated."

"Let me show you."

The voice of the man in gray fell.

A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Zuo Wu's heart, and he raised his hand, wanting to unleash another violent shock that could tear apart any creature;
It's just that whether it's absorbing or releasing, his body is still the strength of an ordinary person, and when he lifts his wrist, he feels a little resistance from the ribbon tied on it.

Ji Zhi and Levina were attached to the other end of the ribbon, and Zuo Wu tied it to put his favor on them; it was exactly the same as his idea of ​​putting luck on the Imperial Alliance.

But Zuo Wu found that the surroundings changed in a blink of an eye—it looked like the delivery room that the spider mother worked hard to weave. The soft spider silk filled the sky and the earth, but when you looked closely, these spider threads seemed to be magnified countless times. Ribbon fibers.

Zuo Wu raised his hand, and with the movement, he pulled back the ribbon on his wrist a little from the distance it stretched, but the result was that the world also shrank accordingly.

The man in gray was still standing in front of Zuo Wu.

He said: "Be careful, please be careful; you should also find out that this square is the inside of the ribbon on your wrist; I have no problem with you continuing to use the release, just be careful not to cut this thin ribbon gone."

"It must not be as strong as the crust."

It seems so.

Zuo Wu's hands tightened and then loosened. Ever since he was trapped by Yi Yisi with space debris last time, he has been thinking about ways to solve this space trap independently.

After all, there is no guarantee that Ai Shanshan will be able to stay by his side with the ancient painting Clear Sky every time.

For research in this area, Zuo Wu also borrowed the ancient painting Qingkong's sword that can cut space to observe carefully, but unfortunately due to the lack of scientific and cultural level in the amnesiac brain, he couldn't study it for a long time.

In the end, I could only accept her suggestion under Ai Shanshan's slightly mocking eyes, and start practicing by concentrating the released shock on one point, and if I get caught in a trap in the future, I can always treat it as an invisible awl .

It's just that Zuo Wu has always doubted whether this technique of concentrating the impact on one point is useful for space debris and the like. After practice, it was only used twice in actual combat.

One time was playing with Ai Shanshan on a whim; the other time was just now, when a concentrated impact exploded on one of the gray-clothed men, and after penetrating the ground, it might have penetrated half of the planet.

But this is still not enough for the world formed by the ribbon in front of me.

The man in gray said that this was the inside of the ribbon on his wrist. If he activated the release, the ribbon would definitely shatter, and Ji Zhi and Levina would no longer share his blessing.

In front of the man in gray, this must be extremely bad.

Zuo Wu looked at the ribbon on his wrist, pulling it would make the fibrous world shrink together, which was very magical; he shook it again, and turned his gaze to the man in gray:
"Tuck us both into a ribbon around my wrist? Unheard of, how did you do that?"

The man in gray raised his head slightly:
"It's very simple, it's the in-depth application of the compressed space technology of the Star Sea Alliance; according to the development speed of the alliance, the methods used in this way can be glimpsed in 50 years at the slowest, and the same thing as me can be done in 70 years later;"

He tilted his head again:

"Oh, what you are asking may be the principle, and it is very simple; the current space compression is a real compression, which compresses the space from an expanding bread into a denser ball;"

"And this kind of application is to compress the space and twist it again, like a paper strip twisted into a Mobius ring, so that this kind of macroscopic and microscopic nesting can be realized."

The Möbius loop is a circle of paper tape made by twisting a strip of paper 180 degrees and then gluing the two ends together. Such a paper tape has only one curved surface on one side, and a bug can crawl all over the curved surface without crossing over. over its edge.

While compressing the space, twisting the space into this shape, you can do this so that you can be inside the ribbon, but the ribbon is like a matryoshka on your wrist?

Zuo Wu was confused when he heard it, and then shook the ribbon on his wrist that seemed to go to infinite distance: "We are inside this ribbon, so how do people outside see us?"

The man in gray pointed to the end of the ribbon: "You will find that we suddenly disappeared, only the ribbons in their hands are still there, and it is also connected to a hazy place, but it is destined to be unreachable."

Zuo Wu nodded, and gradually put his hands down, looking at the man in gray, he wanted to laugh a little: "Hey, you take a piece of technology that Galaxy has not yet mastered, but you should be much weaker than Chudan Angel."

This is a kind of provocation. Only by letting the man in gray speak more can Zuo Wu find some breakthroughs, or opportunities to measure his strength.

The man in gray listened and raised his eyebrows: "How can you see that?"

"Didn't you say it yourself? Your technology is only less than 100 years beyond the Star Sea Alliance." Zuo Wu clasped his hands. It is a good thing that the provocation has an effect.

The distress on the gray-clothed man's face was getting deeper and deeper, and he also folded his hands and tilted his head to one side:
"Sometimes I always think that batches of civilizations of yours are always making progress, repeating the cycle of destruction again and again. Is the reason rooted in your arrogance?"

Batch after batch of civilizations?Repeat the cycle of destruction again and again?

Zuo Wupin reflected on these two sentences, and gradually became clear in his mind-who can call the existing regime like this, making them look like they have gone through vicissitudes?

"Are you a fallen country?" Zuo Wu asked.

One thousand and two years ago, a total of 600 million regimes in this galaxy mastered the method of hyperspace navigation; and before civilizations met each other, they discovered that this galaxy was not a pure land that no one had stepped on.

The relics and tombs of countless civilizations are scattered in the vast darkness, and the relics left behind even contain the crystallization of technology far beyond the era, which also makes the development of some civilizations turn to archaeological research.

These civilizations that entered the universe before 600 million civilizations and were mostly destroyed were called pioneers; at first, everyone thought that the pioneers perished without exception.

Until they found the "exception".

Some pioneers are still continuing their civilization, and the reason why the current Galactic regime took a long time to confirm their existence is because these surviving pioneers refuse all communication with the outside world.

They only want to curl up in their own galaxy and are unwilling to take a step outside; let alone expansion and exploration, they are even unwilling to communicate and trade.

Like a stubborn stone, just staring at the vicissitudes of life around him indifferently.

Everything seems to show that they are as harmless as stones.

It was not until some civilizations suspected that they occupied the hub of the hyperspace channel and wanted to attack these pioneers in order to open the passage, and then were counterattacked and destroyed at an extremely fast speed, that the entire galaxy was reminded of their horror.

The man in gray tilted his head and gradually straightened it: "This is your arrogance, calling us a 'fallen country', just like you call Liao Yuan a barbarian."

Zuo Wu grinned:

"Really? But I think this title still contains the fear of various regimes towards you, but there is also a feeling of helplessness in it. You are depraved, and you have nothing to do but don't want to take a step out of your galaxy. What is it if you are not depraved?" ?”

The man in gray sighed softly:
"This is your arrogance. Why do you have to take steps to explore outside your own territory like the countless civilizations that have perished in countless reincarnations?"

"For example, your Dilian, isn't it because you developed an uninhabited planet that you provoked the star gate of Chudan Angel, and you are at risk of extinction today?"

Zuo Wu listened and sneered:
"Really? But if the Dilian doesn't expand, there won't be today's results, and if the Chudan angels penetrate all the Dilian's legions, then they will come to you, and you probably won't be able to stop—"

"Who would have thought that the famous Fallen Empire would use technology only a few decades, 100 years more advanced than today's Milky Way?"

The gray-clothed man was silent for a few seconds, and Zuo Wu's continuous provocations seemed to have finally aroused a trace of his anger——

The silk fabric fibers that make up the surrounding world are vibrating, and the brilliance of the stars is curled up in each strand, until a moment later, it turns dim with the inhalation of the man in gray.
他 说:

"We have seen through countless reincarnations that the duty of civilization is to survive, and the only thing it can do is to survive... Let me ask you, what is the first condition for civilization to survive?"

Zuo Wu tilted his head: "...to adapt to the environment?"

"Yes, let's go deeper, what kind of environment is the easiest to adapt to?"

"... a stable environment."

The man in gray nodded: "Yes, only a stable environment is the best condition for survival, and the first condition for civilization to survive is to maintain the stability of this environment."

"Throwing weak things into the galaxy will be eaten by people, and powerful things coming to the world will directly break the fragile balance of the surrounding world!"

"Why do we only use technologies that are a little bit ahead of today's world? Isn't it because we are worried that using too strong things will instantly disturb the balance of this world and cause another change in the already fragile world?!"

Finally, a look of displeasure appeared on the face of the man in gray:
"Objectively speaking, outward expansion and development are biological instincts, and we have no right to interfere, because this is also a part of the balance of this world;"

"So, we are willing to stay in our own territory and watch you rise and die, just like countless reincarnations in the past;"

"Objectively, we have also left you enough room for development. We hope that you can learn the lesson and at least maintain the most basic caution and awe when expanding."

"But you are still so arrogant, and you still can't do it; now that you have provoked the Chudan elves, you can only blame yourself."

Zuo Wu was silent.

At least the fallen country in front of them has been nesting in their territory for a long time, in order to make the environment change a little slower, a little slower.

Non-interference is their means of maintaining balance.

"But this time, you didn't maintain the principle of non-interference anymore?" Zuo Wu shook his head, this is the loophole in the words of the man in gray:
"The struggle of civilization is probably also in nature, a part of balance. It is easier for you to break the principles than anyone else."

But did not expect.

A look of surprise appeared on the face of the gray-clothed man: "Mr. Zuo Wu, how far you have been promiscuous towards you, you have no idea?"

Zuo Wu was choked up: "Stirring flowers and messing with grass? I don't think my usual behavior can affect the fate of the galaxy, no, no, wait..."

"When you say 'sticking flowers and messing with grass', do you stick to the ragged flowers and mess with Renlian's grass?"

The man in gray nodded slightly.

Zuo Wu only wanted him to go with Gray Wind to carry out a vigorous revision of rhetoric.

The man in gray continued:
"You put your luck on the Imperial League, and it will make the weavers pay more attention to this world; if the Imperial League wants to completely break the situation, it is the fastest way to directly let the Renlian enter the arena. They have a chance to be defeated by your Qi. Transported."

"We will not interfere with the Dilian's struggle and struggle against the Chudan Angels, but we can't use this method; recruiting the Angels has already made the situation chaotic enough, and then let the two of them end, do you think the balance is destroyed by you? not enough?"

Zuo Wu inhaled: "But the angel has already arrived."

"The angels not only built a star gate, they also had records of birth in the previous reincarnation,"

The man in gray put his hand behind his back: "When they find that this world is boring and they don't have any resistance to their abuse, they will soon fade away; using your method, there is a high probability that it will only fuel their arrogance."

"Then why are countless people in the Imperial Alliance to bear the consequences?" Zuo Wu still shook his head.

"Because the ancient star gate was discovered by Dilian, before that, do you dare to say that the people of Dilian did not receive the favor of the resources developed by the tentative industrial planet 2212?"

The aura of the man in gray became more and more abundant:

"Dilian people often say that no snowflake is innocent during an avalanche; even if you want to save more lives out of humanitarianism, the number of casualties when Zhilu and Renlian enter the scene is several times that of Dilian?"

"Say more."

"According to our observations, you have no memory and do not belong to the Imperial Union; why are you responsible for something irrelevant to you now?"

"Even if Dilian is completely dead or injured, you still have a world as vast as the Milky Way; like you came to Dilian, if you change to a new environment, what psychological barriers will there be for you?"

"Our fallen country has already left enough space for you."

The man in gray was almost sincere.

But Zuo Wu really couldn't think of how to refute.

But he somehow had the feeling that the existence of the man in gray seemed to be a part of the coronation ceremony——

Kings are always selfish.

(End of this chapter)