Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 300 Whose China do you think this is? !

It came without warning.

But he pointed directly at Yang Mo's true intention and asked him a soul-searching question.

"You work so hard and give it your all, but in the end, what do you get?!"

Yang Mo sat in a chair, looking at the picture on the projection.

deep in the heart.

The sound was getting louder and louder.

"see it?"

"Huaxia, I don't thank you."

"This is a carnival for 1.4 billion people, except for you."

"They don't need you..."

This sound.

Inspiring and enlightening.

It echoed in his mind and heart.

The experience of the past two months.

It is even more vivid in my mind.

So close.

He was dismissed from his post, abandoned, and suffered all kinds of unfair treatment.

even……

It can be said.

China’s current achievements and entry into the second-level civilization are closely related to its development plans and efforts.

but……

However, his name was not mentioned at the commendation meeting.

Even in the barrage, no one mentioned him.

Think back to the beginning.

He was entrusted with the task at a critical moment and stepped forward to propose the [Book of Life and Death] plan.

It laid the foundation for the early stability of China.

Make China...

We can have a stable environment and continue to complete other construction projects.

Thereafter.

[Magic Mirror] [Thunder God and Lightning Mother] suddenly appeared.

China has truly embarked on the road to rise.

His credit.

Take care.

The greatest of all.

But Hua Xia was extremely stingy and never wrote down a single word for him in the book of merit!

"Is this kind of China worthy of your service?"

That voice sounded again.

Full of temptation.

All the unwilling treatments gathered into a river at this moment, constantly questioning Yang Mo's heart.

does it worth?
Regret?
Endless negative emotions are quietly stirring.

"Of course it's worth it."

Yang Mo spoke, his voice calm.

Clear vision.

The mind is clear.

These four short words echoed clearly in the air.

That voice.

But he suddenly paused, as if he had not expected this result.

"Who do you think I'm serving?!"

Yang Mo raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing sarcasm and disdain: "Whose China do you think this is?!"

This statement came out.

That voice suddenly fell silent.

And Yang Mo.

He stood up, his tiny body was unusually determined.

Regret?

From beginning to end, he had no regrets at all.

I have witnessed with my own eyes the fall of China, the sinking of the divine land, and the destruction of five thousand years of brilliant civilization.

He was reborn.

I just want to change this outcome so that Chinese civilization can continue forever.

This China...

It is not the China of a certain person or a certain group.

Instead, it is the China that inherited the character of Qin, the thought of Han, the confidence of Tang, and the blood of Ming!

But it is China, which has beautiful costumes and great etiquette!

But it is China that has gone through ups and downs for five thousand years, and has become more and more tenacious over time!
But...

China with 1.4 billion people!
He couldn't bear to see such a brilliant and splendid civilization buried in a cold corner of the universe.

China.

It should be glorious.

Performing your own splendor and freedom in the universe.

and so.

He put a lot of thought into it and worked together with everyone.

Driving China.

Hand in hand.

Until today.

"You ask me if I regret it, you ask me if it's worth it?"

Yang Mo shook his head.

His tone suddenly rose, his expression was extremely firm: "This is my original intention, how can I regret it? How dare I regret it? How could I regret it?!"

silence.

Still silent.

That voice seemed to have never appeared.

And in the projection in the air.

The live footage of the awarding and commending ceremony was still being broadcast.

The mood was high.

The crowd cheered.

Countless eyes were focused on each person in charge of the research institute.

"It's time for this dream to end."

Yang Mo looked dim and spoke slowly.

This statement came out.

The voice deep in his heart finally couldn't help it.

A breath of air leaked out.

"You must be wondering how I know this is a dream."

Yang Mo shrugged and said calmly: "It doesn't hurt to tell you. From the moment I was dismissed, I found something wrong."

After a while.

Deep inside him, that voice sounded again.

He said coldly: "I constructed this dream based on your inner memory. It should be perfect."

"indeed."

Yang Mo smiled and nodded, "I am in a high position, leading the research and development of various national treasures in China, and holding various supreme powers, which has caused dissatisfaction and vigilance among some people."

at this point.

He had already noticed it during this period of time.

Two lives are human beings.

He already knew it.

Launching the [Science Fiction Heaven Project] on my own will inevitably attract the covetousness of some people.

Without him.

Human nature is selfish.

Everyone has dark thoughts and selfish desires in their hearts.

but……

“Human nature is also capable of selflessness.”

Yang Mo spoke softly.

past life.

He witnessed countless comrades-in-arms facing death and moving forward bravely.

Between life and death.

There is indeed great terror.

But for the continuation of Chinese civilization, there will always be countless people who will stand up at critical moments.

them……

Just like myself, I love this land and this civilization deeply.

at this time.

Personal desires.

It seems insignificant.

especially……

Now China is at a critical moment in its impact on the second-level civilization.

perhaps.

There may be someone who loses his mind, but it is impossible for a group of people to lose their minds!
The matter of destroying the Great Wall.

This is the biggest flaw in this dream.

"You constructed this dream just to distort my mind, corrupt my heart, and change my will."

Yang Mo had his hands behind his back, and it was clear that he only had the strength of the first level.

But in the tiny body.

But it seems to contain huge energy.

All of a sudden.

He was tall and grew taller with the wind.

One foot.

Two feet.

Three feet.

Four feet.

Not long after.

It reached a height of thousands of feet.

Surpassing the tallest building in the suburbs of Yanjing.

And its size continued to rise, and soon it penetrated deep into the clouds.

Breaking through the atmosphere.

Just like the laws of heaven and earth in the extraordinary means.

“This is a dream.”

"You just want to ask me, when I am not myself, can I keep this path?"

"I'll answer you now!"

Yang Mo's voice.

Running through heaven and earth.

With a first-level body, he carries the power of a ninth-level being.

"I can hold it!"

He shouted three times in succession, like thunder piercing my ears.

In the sky.

Everything seemed to be responding to his will.

By the way...

The trace of consciousness hidden deep in his heart was shaken out.

He rolled out backwards.

He stared at Yang Mo in shock and anger.

"Yang Mo!"

He spoke angrily.

"Xuan Qiu!"

Yang Mo responded calmly.

Obviously his will is weak, his body is small, and his strength is insignificant.

But in front of the ninth level.

However, he was condescending, looking down at the other person.

"You are very good!"

Xuan Qiu was wearing a white shirt and stared at Yang Mo's huge figure.

He couldn't believe it.

This is a dream I created myself.

Not only did we fail to distort the other side's will and stir up unrest within China, but instead we allowed the other side to take the initiative.

"Die!"

His face was gloomy, and he finally made a decision.

Sudden rise and show power.

With tremendous force, he attacked Yang Mo fiercely.

"Moths fly to the flame!"

Yang Mo looked down at Him and sneered.

Subsequently.

His body swelled again, becoming larger than the earth.

He opened his palms.

It can capture the entire earth.

He truly achieved the goal of holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars.

Facing Xuan Qiu's attack.

He was in no hurry.

A giant hand reached out.

Twist lightly with two fingers.

Grab Xuan Qiu in it and squeeze it hard.

He exploded on the spot.

Total demise.

"This is my dream. In my dream, can you still rebel?!"

Yang Mo shook his head.

Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the lifelike earth below.

The blue planet.

Seven parts ocean.

Three-thirds of land.

Very beautiful.

China is among them, shaped like a big rooster.

it's here.

He spent more than two months and personally experienced the beautiful rivers and mountains of his motherland.

to be frank.

This kind of life is actually what he has always dreamed of.

He really wanted to be free and live a leisurely life like this.

but……

He couldn't stop now.

China has not yet achieved success.

There is still a long way to go to realize the long-cherished wish of everyone being like a dragon.

There are many others.

waiting for him.

"It's time to wake up."

He murmured softly.

The reluctance in his eyes disappeared, and his gaze became more determined.

next second.

"Click——"

The dream was shattered. Everything before my eyes turned into nothingness.

The scene changed suddenly.

He returned to the office, his palm still pressing on a crystal ball of light.

"The ninth level's methods are truly all-pervasive."

Yang Mo withdrew his hand and sighed.

This dream.

It should have started when I was investigating the memory ball of Xuan Qiu's clone.

He was checking Xuan Qiu's memory.

A moment of carelessness.

Fell into the trap by mistake.

Being caught in his own dream.

This dream is different from the dreams in the dream world.

This is a dream that evolved and created based on his inner heart.

Xuan Qiu hid the truth from the world.

Conceal the secret.

Let him immerse himself in that real dream.

Want to do it this way.

Let his will be distorted, deviate from his original intention, and let him rebel against China from within.

Its means.

It can't be said to be unwise.

"The time now is ..."

He lowered his head and checked the time on his watch.

It was the day after the battle with Xuan Qiu, and Hua Xia was on the fourth day of the sixteenth round of trials.

He had a dream that lasted for more than two months.

But in reality.

Only a moment passed.

……

at the same time.

It is 687 million light-years away from the Milky Way.

A giant shuttle.

It is traveling through the vast space, always maintaining the speed of light at 300,000 kilometers per second.

And on the shuttle.

A figure in white shirt suddenly opened his eyes.

"Yang Mo!"

His eyes were solemn as he called out these two words.

original.

After He left Fusang Star, He headed towards the approximate direction He had deduced.

But on the way.

Suddenly he sensed the aura of his lost clone.

To be precise.

It is part of the memory aura separated from that clone.

then.

He used a secret technique and the art of dreams to connect to that part of the memory.

in memory.

He forced himself to express a bit of his own will.

With the help of this will.

He peeped into Yang Mo's inner memories and constructed a dream with the help of his memories.

Intend……

Use this dream to change and distort the other person's mind.

This move.

He had used this skill on many seventh- and eighth-level warriors over tens of thousands of years.

The other party was almost immersed in a dream.

Inextricable.

finally.

Time to wake up from the dream.

A drastic change in temperament.

Became another person.

Although the dream cast on Yang Mo was just a trace of will condensed from His memory, Yang Mo's strength was very weak.

No different from ordinary people.

He thought it would be easy to catch.

You can create civil unrest in China in advance and wait for your arrival.

result……

Yang Mo's determination was beyond his imagination.

Not only did he peek into the dream.

He even used the power of dreams to wipe out the will that he had worked so hard to condense.

His calculations.

It also failed again.

"However, this time it is not a complete failure."

His eyes flickered, his wisdom burned, and he murmured, "Yang Mo is actually a reborn person. He predicted the coming of the civilization trial in advance and brought back the [Science Fiction Heavenly Court Plan] from before the demise of China in the previous life."

“But time cannot be reversed.”

"Where did the reborn come from?"

He has entered into the realm of immortality.

Developed my own rules.

I have also gained some preliminary understanding of the laws of the universe.

time.

It is one of the laws of the universe and one of the most core ones among the three thousand great ways.

Since ancient times.

Time is like a long rolling river, it can only flow forward and not backward.

unless……

"Behind him, there is a super-powerful being who fished out his dying soul from the river of time in the future and put it into the present."

He half-closed his eyes, thinking he had grasped the truth: "For example, the mysterious man who invested in the mysterious stone tablet and helped China many times."

That mysterious man.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the person behind the civilization trial.

its strength.

Far beyond the ninth level.

According to his understanding of the realm, he should have reached an indescribable state.

To put it simply.

Do not call it by its name, and do not imagine its shape in your mind.

otherwise……

No matter how far apart.

They will all be sensed by this existence, and will be hunted down following this mysterious connection.

Crossing the endless distances of the universe and manifesting the holy galaxy are just their basic means.

Think of this.

He quickly guarded his mind to prevent himself from having wild thoughts and alarming the unknown existence.

After a while.

He regained his composure and continued to control the shuttle.

Maintain the speed of light.

Rushing towards the direction of the galaxy He had deduced.

"Huaxia, wait for me."

He laughed grimly, with murderous intent stronger than ever before.

The six clones that he had spent tens of thousands of years to refine.

All were destroyed at the hands of China.

He and China.

The contradiction has long been irreconcilable.

As for that unspeakable existence that may exist...

Although his realm is far beyond His.

But He had no fear or worry at all.

He had killed a man in black before and learned some information about the organization behind the Civilization Trial.

This organization...

For tens of thousands of years.

Seems to be constantly on the lookout for traitors.

He took action against China.

If the other party dares to take action, he will report it on the spot and attract the organization behind the civilization trial.

Methods of reporting.

In fact, it is very simple. There must be an unspeakable existence behind the organization behind the Civilization Trial.

He only needed to imagine in his mind the thoughts of the person behind the trial of civilization.

It can attract the other party's attention.

to be frank.

If he was not also a wanted fugitive of the organization behind the Civilization Trial, he would have wanted to report the other party right now.

……

The next day.

China.

Monster Research Institute.

in the office.

After Yang Mo broke through the dream, he quickly got into work mode.

Handling various affairs within the hospital.

To advance China's pace towards a second-level civilization.

Simultaneously.

He also learned the lesson from his dream.

Delegate as much authority as possible.

The control over all types of China's national weapons was transferred to Fuxi.

And Fuxi's highest authority...

It is jointly responsible by the seven old men in the cabinet and him.

The main work of the institute now.

He is responsible for the advancement of more than ten projects under his command, as well as further analyzing various secondary civilization technologies so as to enter the secondary civilization stage as soon as possible.

"Over on Hengze Star, the new artificial sun base has been built."

Yang Mo glanced at the various reports projected by his watch and tapped his fingers on the table: "The resources of the wizard world have been continuously input into Hengze Star to start the construction of the [artificial sun device]."

Stellar energy can contribute to the development of China.

It is vital.

Hengze Star is a planet located in a galaxy tens of millions of light years away from China.

Its geographical location, planetary topography.

They are all very suitable for building bases and carrying out scientific research tasks.

All researchers involved in this project.

They all signed their wills in advance to prevent any unexpected situations from happening again.

Everyone.

Everyone knows the danger of carrying out this mission.

But the people who signed up.

They are still as enthusiastic as a flood of people.

them……

Everyone understands what the mining of stellar energy means to a civilization.

everyone.

They were all ready to die and resolutely headed for Hengze Star, 15 million light years away.

"The focus of the next stage is to figure out what the subsequent trials of the Sequence Civilization are."

Yang Mo pondered for a moment and waved his hand.

midair.

Then the map of Ryan Star in World No. 6 was projected.

A vast world.

high population.

But with the arrival of the ninth round of trials.

In these few days.

The population of Ryan Star dropped by as much as 48 billion.

Only 726 billion left.

The situation is extremely serious.

"I didn't expect that the ones who came this time were really the Zhuyin Clan, the top race of the God Clan."

He frowned and looked at the image data of Ryan Star sent back by the Explorer 2.

One...

It is a monster that is a thousand miles long, completely red in color, and looks like a dragon and a snake, but has no feet.

Circling between heaven and earth.

Its eyes.

Grow vertically.

Human face and snake body.

It is exactly the same as the records in "Classic of Mountains and Seas·Overseas North Classic".

It said: "The god of Zhongshan is named Zhuyin. He sees as day and closes his eyes as night. He blows as winter and exhales as summer. He does not drink, eat or rest. His breath is wind. His body is a thousand miles long. He is in the east of nothingness. He has a human face, a snake body and is red in color. He lives at the foot of Zhongshan."

That is to say.

The Zhulong clan closed their eyes, and the world became dark.

open one's eyes.

The whole world turned into daytime.

Just the body.

It is a thousand miles long.

He is also the only monster that descended in the ninth round of trials of this faith civilization.

……

Ryan Star.

Holy See.

A group of bishops gathered here, and each of them had a look of grief on his face.

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