40,000 Years of Cultivation

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the outer solar system was full of stars.

181 years after the departure of the Earth Fleeing Fleet, the flagship "New Hope" was launched.

Strikes, protests and riots have been going on for ten days.

The lights that were originally dimmed due to energy control, and under the influence of various wiring damages, flickered rapidly from time to time, emitting a mysterious red glow, making the crowd gathered in the narrow cabin even more angry and at a loss.

"Protest, protest, why did the authorities repeatedly cut our food and clean water rations, are they really going to starve us to death?"

"The environment on the ship is getting worse and worse. We have to work in the high temperature of 70 to 80 degrees every day. This is not an escape, let alone marching toward a new hope. This is a torture that is better than death. It is an indefinite period of time. death penalty!"

"In yesterday's explosion accident, three more operators were killed innocently. What are our wise leaders and omniscient scientists doing? Is the maintenance plan they formulated to fill the hole with our lives?"

"Do they want us to die as much as possible? The more we die, the more resources we can save for them to enjoy!"

"Where is Wan Zanghai? We want to talk to Wan Zanghai. Where is the hope he promised, where is the paradise, and where is the new home?"

"Wan Zanghai, come out! Wan Zanghai, come out!"

The strikers were in constant commotion, and gradually gathered into a huge wave of turmoil, breaking through all obstacles along the way and rushing towards the bridge.

It was not until they met the military police, the copper wall and iron wall formed by the confidant of Wan Zanghai, that they were slightly deterred.

However, in the face of the gendarmes who were loaded with guns, expressionless and as cold as a black statue, the protesters did not have the slightest fear or retreat.

Hundreds of years of hard labor have consumed all their patience and fear of the law. Here are the vast stars and the unknown universe. The road ahead is dark, and the way back has long been cut off. The glory, majesty and laws of the past are not worth mentioning here. If they muster up the courage, they can tear up the iron coffin around them, and die together with the military police, and the former "leaders" and even "gods" like Wan Zanghai.

"Citizens, citizens of the'New Earth United Fleet', calm down, please keep calm."

Among the gendarmerie, a scar-faced brawny man wearing black power armor and a bear waist stood up. He was really a major general commander of the gendarmerie. His name was "Tiexiong" and he was also the confidant of Wan Zanghai. He spent a long time in Wan Zanghai. When he fell into hibernation and extended his life to the utmost extent, Tiexiong served as the spokesperson of Wan Zanghai, issuing orders to maintain the basic operation of the fugitive fleet.

The appearance of Tie Xiong calmed down the protesters a bit, allowing him to finish the second half of his speech, "As we all know, we have just passed through a thick swampy interstellar dust belt, three immigrant starships smashed into the sand, and most of the rest Starships have also suffered considerable losses, consuming a lot of resources and energy-in this extraordinary period, all citizens need to work together to overcome the difficulties together. I assure you that the reduction in food rations and energy supply is only temporary. As long as we repair the synthetic food recycling production line, we will be able to restore the previous supply!"

On weekdays, such a guarantee is enough to calm the hearts of most people.

At least, during the last encounter with gamma-ray storm aftermath, and the last encounter with a weird gravitational trap, the crew was still willing to "communicate with the difficulties" with the bridge crew.

But this time, after hundreds of years of suffering, many people no longer believe in the promise of the bridge crew, and no longer believe in the slim hope.

"When are you tall on such a day!"

Among the tumultuous crowd, someone screamed sadly.

"When the Wanzang Sea brought us out of the earth, we clearly said that we would find a new home soon-even if it is not a real habitable planet, we can find a place similar to'Mars' and establish small settlements. After all, We now have only tens of millions of people left, and any planet is enough to house us!"

Someone turned up the old account again.

"Liar, you are all a group of liars, Wan Zanghai is a liar, and Tie Xiong, you are also a liar. It was a waste of us believing you in the past. Where are you going to take us and the few remaining mankind?"

Others waved angry fists at the gendarmerie.

Tiexiong and his gendarmerie were just silent, and even if the protesters threw their fists under their noses, they were indifferent.

Although the Gendarmerie is now the "New Earth Joint Fleet"-that is, the most powerful force on hundreds of immigrant ships, it has advanced power armor blessed by apocalyptic science and technology, and it is more than the "Magnetic Explosive Infantry" and "Rocket Flying Soldier" in the past. Winner.

Even if the blessing of cutting-edge weapons is not counted, those who are eligible to enter the gendarmerie are selected through layers of selection. The "capable" and "transformed people" selected from a thousand miles can compete with the main battle tanks of the past with bare hands.

but……

Not only the flagship, but similar protests and riots took place on almost all immigrant starships. Public opinion is like a torrent, and stormy waves can be set off at any time. "Tie Xiong" is such a cruel and iron-blooded strongman who dare not project sparks on the dried gunpowder keg.

What's more, at the place of escape, nine out of ten ordinary people on the earth were abandoned. In the "Outer Solar System Massacre", most of the rich and powerful were slaughtered. The remaining crew members were mostly ten thousand people. The basic board of the Tibetan Sea, that is, the "capable", "transformers", and "gene mutants", almost all possess a variety of superpowers, only to varying degrees.

Many ants kill elephants, and the crew is really anxious. It is impossible to suppress all the crew members by relying on the so-called "elite" of the gendarmerie.

Therefore, Tie Xiong could only endure his inner killing intent and gritted his teeth: "Citizens, please don't forget your sacred mission, don't forget that you are the only hope for the continuation of human civilization. Trust the authorities and believe in yours. Leader Wan Zanghai, continue the'trouble march' for three to five years, up to seven or eight years, everything will be fine, everything!"

"We don't believe it!"

"Put away your big lies, we have had enough!"

"There is no hope to continue forward, only to look back and return to our homeland-the earth!"

"Hundreds of years have passed. No matter how strong the solar storm is, the impact should disappear. What's more, there are wonderful meteorite powers. Now the earth should be restored to vitality again?"

"It doesn't matter if there is no full recovery. We only have tens of millions of people left, and with such advanced technology, we only need to return to the earth to find a small shelter, enough to establish a settlement, and then slowly expand outward. Rebuilding the earth, one day, we will see the beautiful homeland reappearing bright!"

"Yes, back to earth, back to earth, we want to return to earth!"

In the depths of the crowd, a few gloomy and fanatical voices suddenly heard.

Tie Xiong's pupils suddenly shrank.

Damn it, it's the returnees.

He said why the riots were so loud and lasting for such a long time. It turned out that the Returnists were fanning the flames and even manipulating them personally!

Ordinary protesters can ignore it, but the returnees are viruses that will erode the future of human civilization. Once discovered, they must be killed immediately!

Tie Xiong made a gesture behind him, and the military police's power armor immediately made a "buzzing" sound.

The crowd was in a commotion, and the returnees hiding in the last screamed, "No, they are going to do it, everyone, run away!"

The turbulent crowds, rolling up the stormy sea, flash bombs, smoke bombs, and incendiary bombs made by protesters or returnees, instantly made the scene out of control.

...

An hour later, the secret room behind the bridge of the "New Hope".

It has a full set of state-of-the-art hibernation facilities and supercomputers that control the entire fleet.

It is the nominal commander of the "New Earth Joint Fleet", the former chairman of the "Earth Council", and the spiritual leader of all escaped mankind-Wan Zanghai's small palace.

Wan Zanghai is already very old.

Combining the twists and hardships of the earth, facing the endless catastrophes of natural disasters, as well as the vain and arrogance of the rich and powerful, the intrigue, including the **** storms of the "Outer Solar System Massacre", and several thrilling interstellar adventures afterwards-these volatile relationships The lives of hundreds of millions of people have seriously consumed his vitality and spiritual power. Although like his mentor "Yuri", he has cultivated his "heart power" to the extreme, and has the dual maintenance of doomsday technology and hibernation technology. 90% of the time is soaked in the high-energy nutrient solution, he still inevitably shows an extremely aging posture, his face is staggered, and his body is covered with age spots. Every breath takes a long time to brew, as if this is his. One last breath.

The clear and deep eyes in the past were gradually replaced by cloudy and suspicious. The sequelae of excessive consumption of "heart power" has been fully exploded in recent years. He has suffered severe visions and auditory hallucinations. In many cases, he is not only unable to deal with the intricate fleet. Affairs, even unable to control their own temper, just like countless young and heroic leaders throughout the ages, at the end of their lives, they gradually become a brutal and cruel tyrant.

When Tie Xiong paid respectful salute to Wan Zanghai, he could even faintly smell the old man's breath coming from him.

It is a very strong smell, symbolizing death and decay.

It was as if the seemingly weak old man in front of him, only his body was still alive, and his internal organs and spirit had long been dead and were slowly deteriorating.

Even the strong scent of the high-energy nutrient solution and the hibernating agent in the hibernation chamber cannot conceal this unpleasant taste.

"He is old."

Tie Xiong thought to himself.

Then I was taken aback by my own thoughts-in any case, Wanzanghai is the only spiritual symbol of the remaining human civilization, a living god, how can a **** get old?

But after being shocked, looking at Wan Zanghai's slightly neurotic expression, he felt that it was not a big deal.

He is not a **** after all, he is just a person.

People will grow old and die.

After he died, he would give up his position.