Earth Destruction Plan

The Sky Hidden has restored his strategy and expanded his air defense system to a distance of 300,000 kilometers to cover the Crescent Base.

The water resources for the survival of the Yuren civilization fell into the hands of the Sky Hermit, which is equivalent to choking the throat of the Yuren civilization exhibition.

In order to retaliate, the Yuren civilization used large-scale space equipment to create a "sky curtain", which is a huge metal curtain between the base of Venus and the sun. Due to the distance, the sky curtain does not require a large area. The whole earth is shrouded in shadow, and it flies synchronously with the earth's orbit.

The earth world, never seeing the sun again, quickly plunged into a cold winter day.

As a result, the Yuren civilization cut off the Sky Hermit's attempt to use solar energy to expand his own strength, and the only thing that can maintain his own energy supply is the geothermal system.

Because of the lack of the huge resource of sunlight, a large number of nano robots of the Sky Hermit began to die, shut down, and the energy crisis greatly restricted the expansion of the intelligent civilization of the first-class machine.

The tug-of-war between the two civilizations has been fought since that day. Both sides have strangled each other's veins, and no one can let it go.

Yuren civilization takes root in the base of Venus, and continuously develops new warships and weapons.

But every once in a while, the lack of water resources will force them to risk sending warships to the Crescent Base or stealing water from the earth. After a great war, only a few warships can succeed, and the space is blocked by the Sky Hermit. After that, the use of the jump technology was also greatly restricted. The Supreme Buddha had nothing to do, and could only continue to use a large number of unmanned warships as a cover in exchange for the thirsty water resources.

The problem facing the Sky Hermit is no smaller than that of the feather civilization. The lack of energy prevents him from expanding his new world-building plan. The temperature of the earth's surface is continuously falling, and it has dropped to an average low temperature of more than 60 degrees below zero. The earth remains. The population had to immigrate underground with the help of the Hermit, dig huge holes, huddle together for heating, use geothermal resources and electricity, and live a dark life like a mouse in ragged clothes without food.

On the basis of the fairy-level civilization, the two civilizations have stopped developing, being dragged by the other side, no one can think of taking a step forward!

The solar system has become a place of death for the two civilizations, no one can leave, no one can defeat their opponents.

Eternal Night Era, an era where life is worse than death...

Not enough food...

Messiah Zuckerberg, who was full of confidence and brilliance, was curled up on the broken sand in his own bunker, watching the television that was already covered with snowflakes with bloodshot eyes. The development of human civilization ceased, the Internet and television. The signal is no longer there, and the TV has become a superfluous thing.

He originally predicted that the Yumen could do business with the Yumen after occupying the earth, and assist them in managing the earth's human beings. The crazy idea of ​​developing the economy is now completely stranded.

What he thought may be reasonable, but he never expected that it is not humans or feathers that will rule the earth in the end, but a bunch of machines that will not bargain with you at all.

After the Sky Hermit announced its plan for human extinction, the entire earth world began to become chaotic. People killed each other and robbed of food. In order to prevent being discovered, the Messiah cut off any connection between the bunker and the outside world. Later, Mu Hong and Yu Yezhou The people in the bunker didn’t know anything about reaching an agreement with the Sky Hermit, they just curled up in their own world in fear, waiting for death...

Create things and make people!

The food in the bunker was exhausted half a month ago, and now the edible food in the entire bunker is about to be eaten, despair, like a huge shadow from the light of a candle, covering everyone.

Those who abandoned the chance of escape to follow him and trust him are already so hungry that their legs are floating and their eyes are straight.

Old Bob walked in from the outside. It was time to eat. He stood silently behind Messiah, looking at the worn-out sand, which was made of genuine leather, and the leather had been torn off and cooked. Most of it has fallen off, leaving only the part where the young master is sitting, which is still intact, and the rest of the place reveals dirty fillings.

"Master..." Bob reminded him softly, "The people outside are about to starve to death..."

"Ah..." Messiah turned his head like a frightened deer, his reaction a little slow due to hunger.

"Master, you move a little, go to bed and rest, when the meal is ready, I will bring you over." Old Bob has long lost the demeanor that he was always neatly dressed, his black suit The tuxedo was covered with dust, the head that had not been trimmed for a long time was gray and disheveled, and the black old face was full of ravines, looking very old.

Messiah sighed helplessly, and the last piece of the luxurious leather sand that represented his wealth and power was also stripped off, like a skinned monster, lying ugly in the splendid interior, which seemed a bit ironic.

Bob took the last remaining piece of skin and cooked it. After it was cooked, it would give off a stench of chemicals. It smelled like a carrion, but it was the food everyone wanted, the whole bunker. Only mahogany furniture and gold utensils are left in it. Those things can't satisfy your hunger.

These rich people in the past, the directors of the wealthiest company on the planet, everyone is worth a lot.

However, even at this point, they still maintain their inherent demeanor. Under the leadership of Messiah, they established the rule of equal distribution. Regardless of whether it is men, women or children, as long as it is food, it must be distributed equally, even if it is one. Children will get no less than adults.

If someone maliciously snatches other people's food, they will immediately become a target and be shot and killed by others.

This is the last fig leaf of civilization, and no one is willing to tear it off easily.

Old Bob carrying the ration belonging to the young master~www.wuxiaspot.com~ cautiously walked towards the door of Messiah’s office. After turning the corner, he glanced to the sides and quickly moved his mouth to the golden one. By the side of the bowl, he took a sip very carefully. It was just a small sip that would not be noticed. The loyal old slave showed a complicated expression on his face and licked his lips. Then, a feeling of self-disgust came to his heart, but He reluctantly changed into a calm smirk, and took the small half bowl of cowhide broth into Messiah's bedroom.

Three days later, the first person starved to death in the bunker. It was a fat-headed company director. Now he was so hungry that he lost a lot of weight, but he was still fat.

He is over sixty years old, wearing a black suit, his head is almost completely white, he leaned peacefully in his corner, and stopped his last breath.

As an English gentleman, he did not groan in pain or complain, but died quietly, leaving the living people a safe back.

The Messiah helped everyone carry the old man to the table, and everyone felt a kind of sorrow, a kind of pity for the same sickness.

"Gentlemen, we should give the dead a decent funeral, as every English gentleman should get!" Messiah said weakly.