Space-time Traveler

  In an empty meeting room.

   As the projector emerged a glimmer of light, soon a figure appeared in the seat in front of him.

Dr.   a's figure pushed through the door and nodded slightly when other people greeted him, and his face also rarely showed a slight smile. The results of the Bionics School during this period were obvious, which not only attacked the power of the Genetics School, but also prevented their experimental plan. Some of the information allowed them to have a better understanding of their opponents, and even vaguely predict their opponents. One step action.

   Soon.

  The figures stood up and reported their achievements. Many people were all smiles, apparently satisfied with the achievements of the Bionic School during this time.

  Compared to the previous research in the underground laboratory, the people of the bionic school have really done a lot of things.

  Especially in cooperation with the Brotherhood to promote some relatively clean energy and food, many improved crops cultivated in the laboratory have also begun to try to plant in the harsh environment outside. The influence of the Bionic School is gradually expanding. At least in the northern region, they have already won the support of many people, and many local forces are also showing them good signs.

   But.

  At this time, Dr. A stood up, he coughed slightly, and after the entire conference room gradually became quiet, the doctor clapped his hands with a serious expression: "We have indeed achieved some results during this time."

   "But this is not to be proud of!"

"Gentlemen."

"Ladies."

Dr.   a clapped his hands, and soon a huge steel city was projected in front of him. Many people recognized this as Beidou at first glance. I don’t know that Dr. a has information to share with you this time.

   "Please see here."

   The projected picture began to change, and gradually locked in some communities in Beidou. They were too secretive to be photographed by Nuwa, but some of the obvious buildings were enough for those present to see a lot of things.

   "This... is this a school?..." An old man of no small grade pushed his glasses and hesitated.

   "Yes." Dr. A nodded silently, saying something heavy: "There are already twelve schools in Beidou. And they are still expanding."

   The screen is much closer.

With the rapid passage of time, there was a picture of the sun rising. Then a team of students began to practice morning exercises. A school has about 10,000 students, ranging from 8 to 16 years old. These schools All seem to be semi-closed military management, and students can be seen neatly in line.

   The screen changes again.

   This time became a close-up distance. About fifty or sixty students were seated in a spacious classroom. Everyone's expression was very serious. This seems to be taken by a special person. You can even see the large characters on the blackboard.

  ——"Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period, Qin and Han Dynasties."

   This seems to be a history lesson, a less useful lesson in the wasteland era, but all the students listened very carefully, and the center of the blackboard was written with a square and square Chinese character.

   The screen went to the playground.

  You can see hundreds of 15- and 16-year-olds are receiving military training to a certain degree. A farther away is a closed shooting range, and two soldiers with guns stand at the door.

   "A school like this can hold about 10,000 students."

Dr. a has a heavy tone and slowly says: "As far as I know, Beidou is not resource-rich enough, nor will it be much better than us in terms of manpower. Although their heavy industry has recovered a lot, but light industry It's not enough to meet everyone's needs."

   "In order for these children to be free from heavy physical labor, their parents and relatives must work at least 12 to 16 hours a day."

   Speaking of which, Dr. A repeated in a heavy voice: "everyday!"

   "Can you imagine?"

   "This city is like a steel machine with full horsepower, and they are moving at a speed that we can't imagine."

Dr.   a gently waved his hand, and the screen immediately switched to a rather prosperous gathering place.

They are basically white faces, but most of them are adults. Then in some workshops and factories, you can see a lot of young people. They are working on the assembly line. The screens start to switch rapidly. In the weapon shop, In the bar, on the street, in the wilderness, the faces of many teenagers emerged, and finally settled in a somewhat cold classroom.

   There were ten people sitting in the empty classroom. At first glance, they knew that their family was very good, because in the era of waste soil, the civilians at the bottom could not afford clean and neat clothes.

   "Chaebol Group."

"Those capitalists, they are overdrawing our future..." Dr. a said in a low voice: "The birth rate of newborns is decreasing year by year, even if there are children born, lack of medical care, lack of food, lack of education, under the pressure of survival , They will start working on average at twelve years old."

   "The penetration rate of education is less than 12, and the people who receive education are basically concentrated in the hands of those chaebols."

   "This is the general gathering place."

   "A gathering place with a population of nearly 80,000, it has only one school with less than 100 students. The people who are eligible to enter the school are basically people from the water merchant group."

"Gentlemen."

"Ladies."

   "Do you know what this means?"

   "For a maximum of three years, when Beidou's first batch of educated children grow up, we will open a greater gap with them!"

Dr.   a stood up, looked around, and said in a low tone: "Do you still think our achievements are remarkable?"

   "We haven't done enough."

He raised his finger and the screen in front of him changed rapidly. There were gathering places. The faces of countless people flashed like a slide. Dr. A slowly said: "You think these things you see in front of you really have Can we save our civilization?"

   "We are not genetics."

   "Those lunatics just want to change all this through DNA!"

   "But we can't do this."

   There was silence in the conference room.

  Many people fell into contemplation in the words of Dr. A, and then a middle-aged woman looked a little hesitant: "Are we going to universal education?"

   "We don't have enough resources now, and we can't afford so many children."

   "We are already struggling to promote bionic transformation alone."

Dr.   a heard the words and pushed the frameless glasses on the bridge of the nose, slowly saying: "Our resources are indeed insufficient. But why can't we have more resources in the wasteland world in our own hands?"

   "Just using water will account for one-fifth of ordinary people's living expenses."

   "What a ridiculous thing!"

   "It seems that the instrument for purifying water is just a trivial small achievement in our laboratory? Its production cost is no more than an ordinary bionic prosthesis!"

   "Even it has become a tool for those capitalists to converge their wealth."

   The atmosphere in the meeting room was suddenly awe-inspiring, and many people realized that Dr. A wanted to take advantage of some tycoons.

   "But we have an agreement with them." A slightly young scholar whispered.

  The academy has always received funding from tycoons, and in return they will give limited research results to those tycoons.

Dr.   a squinted slightly at the young scholar, and then pointed out, "It's time to make a change!"

   The meeting ended quickly.

Dr.   a sat alone in the empty conference room. He seemed to be thinking about something, and gently wrote a line on the white paper with a pen.

  ——"Capital is greedy."

   Then, Dr. A smiled, as if talking to himself, as if to whom he said: "I am not a capitalist, I am just a scholar pursuing truth."

   A cold electronic sound starts: "Doctor."

   "You better not leave the institute during this time."

  ………………

   The endless galactic void.

   When Su Ziyu's figure returned to this familiar scene again, he could not help but sigh gently.

   During these three days, his hands were covered with blood stains, but Su Ziyu did not feel uncomfortable, only thought it was something he had to do. In the past, he dealt with some mutant monsters, but this time the enemies he faced were mainly humans. At this time, Su Ziyu only discovered how terrible destructive power he faced ordinary people.

  A stronghold with a large number of armed men can be slaughtered in less than half an hour.

  Invisible.

  Send.

  Psionic power.

  When Su Ziyu really started to position the imaginary enemy as a human, he seemed to be an omnipotent killing machine. Even those elite troops wearing exoskeleton power armor are just a few lambs to be slaughtered in his eyes. Even if he wants, he can destroy a huge human gathering place with his bare hands in just half a day.

   Of course, he would never do this.

  He didn't want to become a cold-blooded butcher, executioner, or merciless killing machine.

  The hourglass of time is turned into an invisible bubble, and the squid fish floats in this endless stream of time and space. The next mission target has not yet appeared. He pondered for a moment and opened the coordinates of the worlds he experienced in the past.

  The positioning authority is temporarily unavailable.

   "Open the world coordinates." Su Ziyu said calmly.

  Along with the surging of data flow, the world landmarks that have been experienced in the past also appeared in his mind like flashing stars.

   "Coordinate 1: Civilization Level 3, Energy Level 0, Modern Civilization, Inaccessible." [Aura Recovery] [Elemental Tides]

   "Coordinate 2: Civilization Level 4, Energy Level 2, Dinosaur Age, you can enter." [Unknown Variation] [Advanced Civilization]

   "Coordinate 3: Civilization Level 1, Energy Level 1, Snakeman Civilization, can enter."

   "Coordinate 4: Civilization Level 1, Energy Level 2, Medieval Civilization, can enter."

   "Coordinate 5: Civilization level 3, energy level 1, waste earth end-time, can enter."

   "Coordinate 6: Civilization Level 1, Energy Level 3, Dream Plane, can enter."

   "Coordinate 7: Civilization Level 1, Energy Level 2, Demon Hunting Plane, can enter."

   "Coordinate 8: Civilization Level 3, Energy Level 1, Hundred Ghost Plane, you can enter." [Mark Plane] [Advanced Civilization]

Huh?

   Su Ziyu just glanced at it and frowned slightly.

The planes he has experienced in the past seem to have undergone some changes. The biggest change is the dinosaur plane. If Su Ziyu remembers correctly, its original civilization level should be 0, but now its civilization level is actually 4!

what happened?

  Civilization level 4 basically belongs to the interstellar age, can it be said that the plane has been transformed into a colony by alien higher civilization?

   The second change is the ghost plane.

   Its energy level has dropped to level 1, and the civilization level has been directly raised to level 3, which means that it has reached the standard of modern civilization.

  How is Qing Ji?

   Su Ziyu thought of Qing Ji for the first time. If it is not that the positioning authority is temporarily unavailable, he really wants to go back and see it.

  Why has the permission level been raised so long?

   Still can't enter other planes at will?

**** it!

  How can I really control the hourglass?

   Su Ziyu tried to connect the hourglass with the spirit. There is no problem with the connection, but the control is completely impossible. The hourglass is like a huge vortex, no matter how much energy he injects, it will be quickly swallowed clean.

  Civilization level 3, but there is no hint of change, is it that this plane has entered the modern period?

   Isn't that time passed by a thousand years?

Ruined.

  When Qing Ji meets with herself next time, wouldn't it burn directly?

   Suzi Yu feels a bit bad.

   Just while he was thinking, the speed of drifting gradually decreased, and then three dark red stars appeared in front of his eyes.

  ——"Cyberpunk [moderate pollution]."

  ——"Falling Dragon Kingdom [Deep Pollution]."

  ——"Dark Soul [Moderate Pollution]."

   How come three mission objectives appeared this time?

The first mission goal is'cyberpunk', this plane Su Ziyu has seen it once before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Honestly speaking, the technology class is not very big in face of his promotion, especially in his The nuclear bomb has been obtained.

   However, this plane may have some high-tech information, but it is not urgently needed for Su Ziyu.

   The second mission goal is ‘The Fallen Dragon Kingdom’. This seems to have appeared once, but the previous tip was ‘The Corrupted Dragon Kingdom’, which has now become the ‘Fallen Dragon Kingdom’.

   The last mission goal is relatively unfamiliar, it is the first time it appears, and the reminder is also a weird ‘dark soul’.

   Is this a soul-led plane?

  Which one should I choose?

   Su Ziyu couldn't help but fall into contemplation, the cyberpunk plane should be ruled out first, he didn't want to enter the technology plane anymore.

  The rest is one of two choices.

   One is a deeply polluted dragon country, and the other is a completely strange dark soul. The previous mission plane is estimated to be very difficult, and the latter mission plane may be slightly easier.

   Su Ziyu hesitated.

  Why should I fight this time? Or is it a little safer to choose a certain degree of pollution difficulty?

  Why is there always a feeling of falling into the pit?

  ………………