In the Arctic range, in July, the extreme day of the seventh month, Dr. Sang did not enter the holy earth and the north and south poles, which belonged to the forbidden area of ​​gods in a different space. They never stepped in, which was the safest.

Neither you have to be wary of the gods, nor have you allied with overlords. People can rest assured and have no danger in the Arctic. What's more, with modern weapons support, nothing can threaten the personal safety of others.

Only natural immortals are completely unlimited and unscrupulous.

It appears whenever it wants,

It leaves if it wants to leave,

It seems that the whole world is its back garden.

...

This moment.

Private lounge.

The little girl in green, like a dream bubble, was floating in front of Dr. Sang.

"You probably understand."

"They purify many worlds." The natural immortal, with green eyebrows and hair, was all green, like crystal clear porcelain dolls, whispered: "The number of the world exceeds the cognitive range of human beings. There are countless trillions of gold coins, and hundreds of poles are not enough... Think about it, how many times have the gods failed in such a huge number?"

Note: 10,000 times of measurement unit, 10,000, billion, nickel, Beijing, Gai, zi, rang, ditch, stream, straight, riding, extreme. (Omitted)

"I never failed once."

"Yes."

It bent a finger and shook it twice, and the smile was particularly false: "Their failure rate is zero... So what if the first one really dies? She surpasses the endless world and still cannot surpass the supreme gods. This is a bargaining chip, and it is definitely not a chance to win."

Dr. Sang's mouth twitched twice, picked up the red candle in his palm, and rubbed his tired eyes.

Seeing this, it continued: "It is said that human willpower has infinite possibilities. If you break the limits of twelve times, you can transcend many worlds... She can actually do it, and go to another world, and I think we can formally negotiate."

"There's nothing to say."

Dr. Sang shook his head. From beginning to end, he pursued a great victory rather than giving in and compromising.

Seeing that Dr. Sang was so determined, it seemed that he was not going to discuss: "There are 100,000 places. Human babies born after the great arrival will have at least 100,000 energy needs to be sent to the alien space to travel through the world. It is not enough to burn the entire Milky Way. If you are not satisfied, you can talk about it again. I will do my best."

“Energy demand?”

Dr. Sang licked his dry mouth.

"Yes."

It clapped its palms, lifted up the corners of its clothes, revealing its lotus-like arms, with patterned symbols on it, as if imprinting the true meaning of the movement of the universe: "This is the agreement between the Supreme and the gods, and each energy mark represents an effective surviving place."

"Stop struggling."

"It's really useless."

"Even the ancestors of the ancient overlords, the supreme lives that ruled the universe and the starry sky, surrendered to the gods, why shouldn't tiny humans bow their heads?"

In its eyes, the so-called overlord is just a symbolic resistance.

Of course.

The real war has indeed not begun, the surviving quota has been issued, and the winning or losing is almost an unchangeable conclusion.

"So many worlds are destroyed."

"Without exception, without luck, they do not allow any miracles to happen." It seems to be bitter and temptation: "Sometimes, it is a happy thing to bow to the truth."

It's a bit verbose.

Dr. Sang laughed: "You shouldn't have appeared in front of me."

The words are over.

He rose up and pointed his eyebrows, like the sky's eyes, like the sea of ​​blood, like the sun and the moon, separated like the galaxy, and opened the illusory cracks.

Swish!

In an instant, a blood-red light shone on its face.

Click!

The phantom of the little girl in green suddenly broke. It was a dream just now. The light inside the room was distorted, and everything was broken in an instant. The first dream was like a faded canvas, as if the world had a brilliant color had lost its color: "I didn't know that there were innate saints in the world before, but today I saw it. It turned out that you are the unparalleled talent in the world."

"interesting."

"A man born into a saint has abandoned his will practice." Its voice resounded through the shaky dream, and seemed endless. The superposition of echoes made the brain's thinking explode.

The second dream once again enveloped Dr. Sang.

Click!

The dream shattered again, followed by the third level, fourth level, fifth level, and also shattered one after another. Although it was not as good as the god-killer Tang Hong, the dream of the nineteenth level of immortals, this person did not cultivate his will, and this moment was simply shocking.

"unreasonable."

It was stunned and completely incomprehensible. The confusion of the [Immortal] that lost the seven emotions and six desires is equivalent to an error in the logical program.

It asked, "Why."

He replied: "For our freedom."

Just finished speaking.

The blood-red light lit up between Dr. Sang's eyebrows and the light of the burning red candle merged with the blood light and blood light and entangled with each other, causing abnormal changes in the red candle in an instant. The red light burst out, and the endless blood color surged out of the candlelight, freezing everything in the macroscopic microscopic.

It said, "You...you want to kill me."

...

A few moments.

The private lounge is silent.

Dr. Sang pushed the door out, and several more gray hair in his temples appeared. He grabbed his hair tightly, and his head hurt, as if he had forgotten something.

"PhD."

"This is what you asked me to collect all the information about the natural fairy."

A research assistant walked towards Dr. Sang with a piece of paper material... His face looked a little sad, and there was an unconcealed pain in his eyes. It was thick but not dissipated and it was difficult to resolve for a while. The destruction of the Central Research Institute was a heavy blow to the scientific researchers who went out.

All the memories of his life are there.

How could he forget it?

But... the scientific research work continued. He adjusted his status and handed the information to Dr. Sang: "As of now, it is only such a natural fairy. It has always been dressed in red clothes, looks like a little boy. He has seen the second and seventh genius. He once met in May when the Antarctic overlord crocodile dragon turtle died. No one has seen it again."

"kindness."

Dr. Sang has read the information that he has opened many times.

He really wanted to catch a natural immortal, learn from the overlord to create the "Atomic Ventilation Technique". What will he gain from the natural immortal?

The next day.

In the sky.

Tang Hong happily put on the Shenzhou space suit and slowly floated out of the No. 3 cabin door of the space station, facing the blue home. The vast earth was filled with senses, and the vast dark universe was scattered all around.

"Oh My God."

He felt endless majesty and spectacular.

He felt an indescribable wonderful mood, and for the first time in his life, he realized that he was insignificant and felt that the blue earth was extremely grand.

Can't explain it clearly at all!

Incredible vastness!

Even the willpower of the saint trembled, with a harsh and empty vacuum without sound, only dead silence... At this moment, Tang Hong was in such an atmosphere, only hearing the beating of his heart, blood flow, and the subtle sound of the space suit running.

"It's really terrifying."

Tang Hong smacked his tongue secretly and tried hard to open his eyes, and could see a little grand color.

It won't take long before the eye injury will be completely recovered, and he will see the magnificent landscape of outer space with his own eyes.

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience a one-person space walk, one-person value plus ten]

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience a single person’s space meditation, one person is worth ten】

【Dingdong!】

[For the first time I experience the soaring of the fourth space station of the Renhuanyuan Zangtiangong, one person is worth ten]

【Dingdong!】

[For the first experience, one person unlocks the ropes of the Tiangong 4 space station out of the cabin, one person is worth ten]

【Dingdong!】

【For the first time I experience a person lying in space and sleeping with his breath for ten hours and nine minutes, one person is worth ten]

...

The China manned space flight project strictly follows the three-step strategy.

Step 1: Manned spacecraft stage.

Step 2: Space laboratory stage.

Step 3: Space Station Mission Stage.

Up to now, these three steps have been basically completed. China has the ability to build, launch and maintain the space station. The design life has expanded from ten years to thirty years ago and was named the Tiangong series space stations a few years ago. The basic configurations include Tianhe Core Cabin, Wentian Experiment Cabin and Mengtian Experiment Cabin.

Wow~

The cabin door opened and closed, Tang Hong finally came back. The standard extraordinary astronaut Yang Tianqi was in tears. He didn't dare to close his eyes and tossed for so long. He was relieved and almost fell down softly: "Well, let's stop leaving the cabin again!"

"What are you afraid of?"
Chapter completed!