Blessings to the beautiful stars

Again?
Zuo Wu recollected the story of the goddess, and suddenly said: "Is Renlian killing all the creatures in your galaxy except you in an instant by some means?"

"Yes...it's been so long, I haven't been sleeping all the time; I've been thinking about what methods and technologies can achieve similar effects,"

The goddess has already mimicked a ball enveloping Zuo Wu, the blades inside are layered like waves, but there is a little moisture in the gap of each blade.

Is this the lubricant between the blades, or her tears?Zuo Wu couldn't help but dipped his fingers on the blade, and when he bit it into his mouth, it wasn't sticky, and it was a little salty.

The goddess didn't respond to this little action, but just stared at the mimic planet on the ground in a daze:

"But after so long, I still can't figure it out, and I can't think of any means to achieve this effect; even if I live for a million years, this is unheard of."

"Also, is my survival a coincidence? Is it because Renlian needs to find a usable sample for the gray Gu whose personality was deleted by them, so I left me alone in this world?"

talking.

The Goddess's fleet was exhausted, and she didn't continue the process of mimicry, so she remained in such a stagnant state; to use the mimetic civilization's fleet, Zuo Wu had to push her one last time.

Zuo Wu nodded to her: "I understand, since you can't figure out how Renlian did it; the only way to deal with it is to avoid encountering it again?"

"Mmm, that's right,"

The goddess smiled: "It seems that I am cowardly, right? But this kind of attack I can't understand and I can't resist; what I lost is the trillions of family members in the entire Xinghai..."

To the goddess, the Bright Galaxy is not only an object of allegiance, but more like a family that has accepted each other.

Her voice also made Zuo Wu also feel that the salty smell left in his mouth became bitter.

"So I think, since Renlian is focusing on the technology of other world-line civilizations, the only way to prevent them from doing it again is to coax and suppress all the technology of mimic civilizations to the level of the atomic age;"

The goddess continued:
"Only in this way will they not continue to be interested in this place. Only in this way can Renlian not come again."

Zuo Wu clasped his hands and imagined: "What about taking away all the communication particles in this galaxy? It's also for the same purpose?"

The goddess nodded lightly, although the mimicry became a ball, but the current flowed in it, completing a touch of arc, like a proud smile on the corner of her mouth:
"The galaxy I live in... is the best galaxy! As long as everyone who is imitated according to my best impression can re-establish interstellar communication, they will definitely be able to break through my blockade in mutual communication. Stepping into the sea of ​​stars again..."

Really helpless proud.

Zuo Wu sighed, the mimetic civilization is a product that carries all the beautiful memories of the goddess, so good that it doesn’t even matter whether the restoration of communication has the effect of promoting the technological development of the mimetic civilization——

The Goddess in this unreal dream thinks they can, and they can.

Silence came again, and the live broadcast has not been interrupted.

The goddess knew that her confession could be heard by all the mimetic civilizations. At this moment, the goddess and the civilization completed an identity exchange in silence. The mimetic civilization became the jury, and the goddess herself considered herself a sinner.

Another few seconds.

The priests and staff representing the mimic civilization almost spoke in unison, even though they were in two places far apart on the planet:
"It turns out that even our suffering and difficulties... are all fake..."

The difficulty of not being able to advance basic science no matter how much energy is invested; the suffering of being bound to the earth like a curse, unable to transmit a little bit of information beyond the galaxy.

It's all false, just like their lives and even the entire civilization, they are just substitutes imitated by the goddess based on the image of the bright star sea.

The goddess suddenly raised her head, her heart was like a storm, and she wanted to defend herself—blocking everyone's technology is to protect everyone, Renlian is terrible!Although you are false, you are my most sincere dream...

The words that could be justified were not spoken after all.

Because the goddess didn't feel any resentment in the mimetic civilization, only a kind of relief accompanied by the sighs of the priests and staff.

That's great, it's not because we are incompetent that we haven't been able to step into the sea of ​​stars. After all, this vast world has not closed the door to us.

The priest and the staff looked at each other in the hologram, facing each other from a distance, and then fisted in the air.

Together they said to the goddess:
"Goddess, thank you for giving us life, thank you for dreaming of us beautiful."

"It's just that you may have misunderstood one more thing, but since we are equal in nature, you should also be able to understand that we are not all false, and there is one thing that is born from the false—"

"Our dream of entering the blue sky and flying to the sea of ​​stars is definitely not a fake."

This is the aspiration of the whole people, and even Wu Piaoling, the leader of the cult, feels that his extremism is integrated with the aspirations of the whole people.

The staff clenched their fists: "For this, we are willing to give our all."

The priest also smiled: "Goddess, we like the beautiful dream you gave us very much, and we also want to really become a member of that bright star sea; in exchange, please realize our dream."

"We are your cells, please take us to the blue sky just once."

He paused, then suddenly gritted his teeth, and almost screamed with the staff:
"But that blue sky belongs to our bright star sea! Whoever can bring us back to that bright star sea, for whom are we willing to dedicate our devotion and swear allegiance!"

"Goddess, your dream was interrupted by Renlian!"

"This sea of ​​stars shouldn't have a place where Renlian, the damned intruder, can stand!"

Wu Piaoling didn't say anything, but felt that the word "damn" was too subtle.

The intruder of the dog day should be used.

at this time.

The opening of the waterway is gorgeous, the rain that will dissolve the nanomachine fleet is about to gushe out, and there is the annoying "human beings first" battle cry.

The goddess looked at the torrential rain in the distance, and if she was stained, she would be deprived of even the right to dream.

The man in gray accumulated lightning, and the goddess finally showed a bright smile, and the mimicry was completed almost instantly.

Including the meat grinder that is about to crush Zuo Wu countless times, and the planetary-grade medical device completed by using almost the entire civilization's fleet.

Zuo Wu in the meat grinder inhaled and made a gesture of readiness.

The goddess nodded, and the two creations were turned on at full power; there was a continuous toothache sound from the meat grinder.

Planetary grade medical sundries are also operating at full capacity, serving only Zuo Wu.

immediately.

Scarlet like pouring, with blood drops and minced meat in it, the vermilion torrential rain gushes towards Renlian's battleship!It was so dense that in an instant, the vermilion sunset that had never been seen in hundreds of millions of years appeared on the planet where the blood rain passed.

The goddess closed her eyes, and suddenly dreamed that she was dancing with Zuo Wu, who was constantly broken and repaired in her body, dancing in the vermilion rainstorm.

It was because his fleet and Zuo Wu's flesh and blood were in constant contact and became one that he could come to his dream.

Zuo Wu was just stunned for a moment at first, but when he realized it was a dream, he just smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to himself.

He recognized his dream and enjoyed it.

He didn't let out a mournful wail. On the contrary, he danced gracefully, bearing his pain together with the dream of the entire mimic civilization.

The goddess kept up with his dance steps, dancing and dancing; watching Zuo Wu sprinkle blood drops on the ground while spinning, the goddess also followed step by step with her delicate toes, touching the blood drops one by one.

I don't know how long I jumped.

An impulse gradually condensed in her heart, exactly the same impulse as when she was rescued from the loneliness of millions of years by the sea of ​​stars hundreds of years ago, and swore an oath of allegiance for 5000 years.

The scarlet torrential rain continued.

She decided not to suppress it any more, but stepped forward, held the face of Zuo Wu, her partner, and said softly:

"If you need my allegiance, then I hope to be your subject alone."

"Thank you for allowing me to continue my dream."

"I want to smile sleepily at you in this rain, and say 'Your Majesty, Your Majesty' to you."