Blessings to the beautiful stars

Even if it is a goddess, her mimicry is on an astronomical scale, and she only mimics the planets in the galaxy where mimicry is distributed;
As for the galaxies that mimic civilizations are destined to be unable to reach, the planets used as background boards are only a thin layer of mimicry, and the daily maintenance is also left to the instincts of highly differentiated cells, without paying too much attention.

As for the stars whose mass accounts for more than 90.00% of [-]% of each galaxy, the goddess did not do anything to them, but kept them as they have been since ancient times.

The most, the most, is to place some superficial creations around these bright celestial bodies as embellishments, trying to restore the scenery of the bright star sea in her dream.

There are many ancient stars in the Milky Way, and some of them are still in their prime even though they have burned for billions of years.

In front of them, Goddess and Gray Wind, who often used their millions of years of vocal experience to make an impression, were still as immature as newborn children.

"Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year."

The stars in the sea of ​​stars have seen the ups and downs of countless civilizations, and they are still exactly the same as before; "Hundreds of millions of years" is almost an instant for stars, but it is no less than eternity for civilizations.

In the galaxy where Zuo Wu and the others are currently located, the sun shines as usual for hundreds of millions of years. If there is no accident, it can continue to shine like this for hundreds of millions of years.

The scarlet torrential rain that almost swept across half of the galaxy has stopped.

These crimson reds are not imitated by the goddess' fleet, but are real, catalyzed by planetary medical creations, from Zuo Wu's body time and time again.

These blood and flesh in space will not turn into nectar that nourishes the soul like raindrops on the planet. After falling, they will evaporate and participate in a new round of natural cycle.

There is a small probability that the blood and flesh will be captured by the gravity of a certain celestial body and fall, or it will be attached to a creation that happened to pass by, causing a little bit of disturbance.

The greater possibility is that they will continue to drift, drifting endlessly; until the structure of the cells in them is completely destroyed by the radiation rampant in space, and even the red color cannot be maintained.

Before that, the mimetic civilization that is about to return to the sky may be able to see many reddish rainbows.

indeed.

Although the star has not changed since ancient times, everything is different for the mimic civilization illuminated by it.

Space is no longer off-limits to them.

……

Zuo Wu sat on the deck of the Renlian battleship, not moving for a long time; thinking about what Hui Feng said in his heart, he seemed to be able to feel the body temperature remaining on the ground with his fingertips.

the first few minutes.

Gray Wind seemed to suddenly realize that she had said too much, so that she was suspected of breaking her oath of allegiance to Liaoyuan.

She immediately covered her mouth tightly, stood up staggeringly, looked at Zuo Wu and shook her head desperately, there seemed to be countless indescribable emotions in her eyes.

Before Zuo Wu could say anything.

Gray Wind turned his head abruptly, jumped into space, and disappeared in an instant.

In this galaxy, the warships of the Fallen Kingdom have been severely damaged, and it is impossible for her own fleet to win the speed contest with Gray Wind. No one can stop her from leaving.

What's more, Huifeng just took a little vacation at Liaoyuan, and her adventure with her was her rest, so she also helped her bear the firepower of Renlian, which was considered as the utmost kindness.

But Zuo Wu still felt a little regretful, as Huifeng said, this adventure might be the last friendly meeting with him before she ended her allegiance to Liaoyuan for the remaining four thousand years.

Now that the New Emperor Alliance has changed from being poor to suddenly gaining airs, the possibility of fighting against Gray Wind next time is getting higher and higher.

In addition, Zuo Wu's vision was also damaged in the meat grinder before, and with the naked eye alone, he couldn't even capture the back of Gray Wind.

It's a pity that I was still thinking about "consummation" a second ago, but I didn't expect that the intermission that came to an end was so regrettable.

The good thing is that Zuo Wu is not alone on Renlian deck.

Previously, Ji Zhi was watching from a distance, but now she saw the opportunity, and happily ran over and sat down, her huge horse body intentionally or unintentionally covering the place where Huifeng's body temperature remained.

Renma Niang lowered her head and rubbed Zuo Wu's shoulder again.

Zuo Wu laughed: "How does my body smell now? Is it still the strange feeling you mentioned?"

When he throws himself into the meat grinder to scatter flesh and blood into space, and uses star-level medical creations to constantly repair himself, the flesh, bones and organs all over his body have been replaced hundreds of millions of times.

The resulting smell has also become unfamiliar.

Ji Zhi shook her head: "It's okay, didn't I say it? It's milky and milky, and it smells good after you get used to it."

"Are you still afraid that I will become a stranger?"

"...Well," the horse girl nodded lightly:

"Not only because I'm afraid that you will take risks, but also... Isn't it common in the stories? After the familiar people take power, they will gradually become estranged from their relatives;"

"Now your Imperial Alliance is becoming more and more complete, and it is more and more similar to these stories."

Zuo Wu didn't answer the question, just like he couldn't predict that Gray Wind would suddenly run away while talking about the topic of "cosmic debris", and he couldn't predict whether he would be like what Ma Niang said in the future.

Also before, he never imagined that he would feel so happy because Xindilian was on the right track.

far away.

The Goddess is returning the machine clusters used to mimic meat grinders and planetary-level medical creations, and restore the mimic civilization to its previous appearance; the data is still there, and there will be no other changes in themselves, and the people will still be the same.

Even the artificial satellites floating near their low-Earth orbits are being restored, but this time, they will no longer be ostentatious.

In the goddess' dream, she herself is also a member of the Bright Star Sea, equal to the mimetic civilization, unable to lead the civilization to develop again.

It's different now, including the goddess, they have all become subjects of Zuo Wu; and Zuo Wu certainly doesn't want them to continue to lie on the ground, willing to become aboriginals who can't step into the sea of ​​stars.

What's more, for Mimics, being able to bring them back into the Star Sea is also the fundamental condition for them to be loyal to Zuo Wu.

Of course Zuo Wu had to be satisfied, the entire Xindilian was originally a member of the Galaxy.

The corresponding risks must be considered.

Renlian is the first to bear the brunt. At present, the danger of Renlian has been repeatedly raised in Zuo Wu's heart, and it is even second only to Shenlong's weaving of life and the circle of the end——

They can dissolve Gray Wind, and the Fallen Kingdom is not their opponent, and there is also a means that can instantly wipe out an entire galaxy of creatures.

It is not a long-term solution to bully the warships sent by the Renlian and controlled by the enslaved race with your own flesh and blood.

There is another risk, which is the problem of the cosmic debris itself; is Gray Wind implying that the arrival of the cosmic debris is the work of Liaoyuan?
What has Liaoyuan been planning all this time?
Zuo Wu had a headache, and unconsciously put his hand on Ji Zhi's shoulder; it was his first time being an emperor, and he needed comfort from others when he was at a loss.

Ji Zhi obediently leaned on the back of Zuo Wu's hand, and Zuo Wu also made up his mind to solve the problems one by one.

Some kind of subtle ambition breeds.

Zuo Wu wanted a "paradise".