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After Zhang Yuan finished his speech, almost all the onlookers gathered together in twos and threes, and began to discuss in low voices. The voices became louder and louder. As expected, there was an extremely huge commotion!

"...Old Ma, how did you survive? Is it really you?! Could it be a robot?"

"Fuck your robot!"

"Do you still remember when you were a child, you pooped out in class?"

"Fuck you... But, I don't know what happened, I was in this world as soon as I opened my eyes, but now I can only live in the computer."

It's unbelievable that someone is using a mobile phone to communicate with people in the virtual world... really unbelievable!

People can actually live in the middle of the computer! Has humanity already mastered such a technology?

Then, it came to the science popularization link of the virtual world and consciousness uploading.

The soldiers who had died before expressed their feelings in the virtual world on the screen these days.

"My friends, there is not much difference in feeling..."

It looks like a real resurrection, can talk, walk, and think, and even the memory has not changed!

Of course, they are not in the current world, but in virtual world No. 13.

This feeling of being lost and regained made all the people who lost their relatives and friends unable to help crying to the screen. No matter what, it was much better than really dying. Only a small number of people did not find their relatives, and they were still crying there. For these people, the government sent special staff to appease them.

Diplomat Wang Junpeng touched his chin, not knowing how to describe this feeling.

A super project that has been concealed for so long, no matter how careful it is, there are some clues, especially when a large number of Gliese people enter the virtual world, how can this kind of implementation hide them, diplomats?

When the speculation became a fact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he also understood the worries of the high-level civilization.

He seems to have seen that the game between idealists and human nature has already begun, and today, all ordinary people have participated in the battlefield... This war has reached a real fever pitch.

It's just that most people don't know it.

Including Xu Jie, a close friend, and his wife, they are all discussing the resurrection of these soldiers, and the kind of virtual world that can be entered after aging and death... Infinite beauty?

This kind of emotion is happiness, doubt, and worry, very complicated, very complicated...

He turned his head silently, and said softly: "Hey, I don't doubt the spirit of justice of idealists at all. I just doubt that the ugliness and snobbery of human nature will destroy this kind of beauty."

"The Soviet Union is a typical example, born of greatness and dying of disgrace..."

He turned and walked into the darkness, an old song was playing on the phone, lamenting the complexity and fragility of human beings.

...

After this speech is over, Kunlun Mountain is expected to start again on the next third day.

Since the design of the entire spaceship was distributed, even the engines were distributed, so even if one-fifth of the area is destroyed, it will not affect the acceleration mode of gravity navigation, nor will it affect the performance of the rest.

But before the official departure, there is one last thing to complete the aftermath of the war.

That is, the star burial ceremony for the remains of the fallen soldiers.

Although a large number of seriously injured patients were uploaded with emergency awareness, more than 1,000 soldiers died on the spot.

These unfortunate people are truly dead, and there is no way to save them back...

The most precious thing for a person is life. In order to protect their mothership, these soldiers lost their most precious thing. This spirit is worthy of being passed on.

Therefore, whether it is for show or to boost morale, this time the star burial ceremony is quite grand. Some people in the crowd had already cried into tears, and all the soldiers present sent them off with military salutes.

And Zhang Yuan was silent, staring at the distant starry sky...

The trumpeter shouted loudly in front.

"salute!"

"Silence!"

The impact of the war is far-reaching and long-lasting. If you can’t get over it mentally, people have to go back to being a turtle, and all plans fail;

A writer watched the entire star burial ceremony and wrote in his work: "...this period of suffering history can fully satisfy all the romantic fantasies of a man. This war was born in a cold, In the darkness, in the void where nothing can be seen, neither material nor hope."

"The evil alien civilization tried to seize the mothership of human beings, and with better technical means, it strangled human beings by the throat! But the fire of resistance ignited the Kunlun Mountain, accompanied by the angry roar of nuclear bombs—that was the goal of human counterattack Signal!"

"The most earth-shattering war in the history of the new civilization was born. No war can compare with its vigour. This is a heroic army. In the absence of electronic communication, it used its own life to delay time."

"...Although Kunlun Mountain is huge, we have nowhere to retreat. Behind us are all the people!"

"Perhaps, hundreds of thousands of years later, this period of history can indeed become a precious treasure."

In the distant sky, the military songs are loud and clear, representing the strong will of human beings to explore the distance.

"Let the fire of revolution burn throughout the universe,

Destroy the cathedral prison.

From the center of the galaxy to beyond the astrolabe,

Hey among the stars, humans are the most powerful.

Human warriors, polish your bayonets,

Hold the gun tightly.

We should all fight harder and harder,

Fight the enemy to the death on the battlefield.

Desperate to die on the battlefield..."

Among the loud and clear military songs, the bones of these soldiers turned into raging fire. The ashes were scattered into the sea of ​​stars, everything comes from the stars, and everything goes from the stars, this is the final destination of all life.

Zhang Yuan also felt his eyes sore, and he often felt confused and frightened, especially with the emergence of this sudden war, he also wondered whether human beings were too immature.

Perhaps, after another three to five hundred years, it will be easier for humans to come out to explore again.

But soon he will regain his senses, because according to the calculation of the history of new civilization, human beings can't wait three to five hundred years.

Every step of human beings is difficult, especially after Zhao Qingfeng and other older generations enter the virtual world, he is already the oldest generation, and he must pass on the spirit and will of his ancestors.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly coughed violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xuanxuan quickly supported him, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Yuan shook his head and forced a smile, "It's just that he used too much force when beating the alien, and he hasn't recovered yet."

"Don't worry, the punch to the other party is really relieved..."

Lin Xuanxuan was silent and did not speak for a long time.

As the memorial ceremony proceeded, not only many people at the scene shed tears, but also the crowd watching on TV in Kunlun Mountains also felt the same emotion...

Deep and sad.

Goodbye, brothers, thank you for your protection.

We will not disappoint your expectations. If there is an afterlife, you will definitely be able to see a more powerful civilization.

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