Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Compared with these two major strategic mistakes, at the end of the ruling career, becoming dizzy, violent, stubborn, cruel and bloodthirsty, to the point of betraying relatives, etc., are all minor details, not the main reason why Dragon City civilization has come to an end .

"So, as long as I avoid these mistakes that I haven't made yet, in the real timeline, pay attention to forbearance and unity, and properly transfer interests and power to the nine giants; in terms of war strategy, I will firmly lock the key targets in the At the same time, always pay attention to self-cultivation, restrain the temper caused by absolute force, and believe that the future will become brighter, and the final victory must belong to us!"

Meng Chao's thoughts turned, and he cast his eyes on the crystal clear and shining "jellyfish" in the endless deep sea in front of him, "I don't know if there are so many future possibilities, is there any future that I just imagined? If the situation really develops like this , what will happen to this future?"

It was as if he could sense his gaze or even his thoughts.

Countless "jellyfish" have accelerated the frequency of dancing.

One of the "jellyfish", drumming and sucking, with its tentacles dancing lightly, appeared in front of Meng Chao like a slowly blooming crystal flower bud.

Meng Chao understood that what was bred in this "jellyfish" was the future he just described.

Meng Chao no longer hesitated, and stretched out his right index finger towards the "jellyfish".

The tentacles of the "jellyfish" are like clear mist, lightly wrapping around his fingers, and the ever-expanding cavity seems to be a tunnel leading directly to tomorrow's tomorrow.

Meng Chao's consciousness sensed a strong and unparalleled suction force, as if his soul had come out of his body, and his three souls and seven souls were all sucked into the black hole. After a long "fall" or "crossover" that could not be measured in time, the surrounding world changed again.

...

Meng Chao sat up slowly from the steel spring bed, which was only 1.5 meters wide, and it took half a minute to recover from the shock of the spinning world.

He caressed the synthetic, slightly rough bedsheets, looked around the room full of books and notebooks, and pasted with military maps, which made it look extraordinarily cramped, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if all the books and shabby furnishings were removed, the bedroom he was in would not exceed thirty square meters.

And the military map posted on the wall, painted colorfully and even tattered by him, has rich and detailed details, marking a large number of strategic points that can determine the ownership of the alien world. Obviously, only the senior generals of the Dragon City civilization, even Only the top leadership is eligible to have it.

It seems that in "this" future, even though he is in a high position, he still maintains a humble and simple style, which is completely different from the domineering and domineering style in the last "bad future".

So, this is a "good future".

The situation that this future Dragon City civilization faces must be ten times better than the previous "bad future".

Right?

Meng Chao closed his eyes slightly, trying to search the future and the development of Dragon City in the past few decades in the depths of his brain.

But it feels like the brain is a mess, and all kinds of information seem to be wrapped in a tornado storm, desperately rotating, colliding, and splitting, flashing away like shining thunder and lightning, and hiding in the unpredictable probability cloud.

Meng Chao knew that it was because his brain was too weak as a human being, and he couldn't fully accept the results of the calculation and deduction of the ancient civilization for a while, and it took longer to buffer.

Thinking of this, he opened his eyes again, ready to get out of bed and explore more details himself.

But when he was holding onto the edge of the bed, the subtle touch of his right hand along his right arm made him startled slightly.

"..."

Meng Chao stared at his right arm in disbelief.

The nightgown with two patches, wrapped around the right arm, is obviously 5% heavier than the left arm, giving people a sharp and slightly stiff feeling.

Although the microtransistors embedded in the nanometer series act as "artificial spiritual veins", densely packed spiritual patterns are engraved on the shell, forming dozens of nested, intricate, and endlessly changing arrays.

However, after all, he lacked a sense of reality connected by blood, which made him dizzy due to imbalance.

This is a... spiritual prosthesis.

"This future me has suffered such a serious injury?"

Between the books and the military map in the corner, there is a very narrow full-length mirror.

Meng Chao tore off his pajamas, took three steps at a time, and threw himself in front of the full-length mirror, taking a deep breath.

The self in the mirror, scarred and gray, so old and haggard, is completely different from the domineering self in the previous "Bad Future". The "God of War" Lei Zongchao who died prematurely!

The hazy memory told Meng Chao that not only his entire right arm was swallowed by the enemy's space magic in a fierce battle ten years ago.

Even the pectoralis major muscle and lung lobe on the right shoulder and even the right side were partly swallowed up by space magic.

The incomplete chest cavity can only be filled with cold machinery and spar, and then biological glue is used to barely glue the flesh and metal together.

For the next ten years, whenever it rained continuously, the right side of his chest felt as if someone was murdering and arsoning recklessly, and the pain pierced his heart.

And this was not the only permanent injury remaining on him.

From head to toe, from inside to outside, from capillaries to nerve endings, from flesh and blood to spirit, every inch of skin and every bone on his body has at least three or five superimposed scars.

If the scars are the medals of a man, then the medals on his body can be recast into a pair of armor weighing thirty to fifty catties.

Even his heart has undergone two operations, and a large number of artificial organs and monitoring chips have been implanted between the heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney.

The strength beyond the divine realm brought him extremely powerful cell regeneration ability.

When this ability is applied to wounds, while accelerating healing, it also accelerates the proliferation of flesh and blood around the wound.

If things go on like this, at this moment, he looks like a reincarnated corpse stitched together indiscriminately.

"It seems that this future me has fully fulfilled my promise to my homeland, compatriots, and the 'God of War' Lei Zongchao, and I have indeed fulfilled the eight words of 'devote myself to death and die'."

Caressing the layers of scars on his body, the corners of Meng Chao's eyes twitched slightly, and a large number of extremely tragic war images emerged in his mind, "In order to win the alien war as soon as possible, this future me is simply a desperate Saburo, fearless of death, Take the lead, throw yourself to the densest and most dangerous place of the enemy every now and then, without thinking about the way back, it is a great luck and a miracle to be able to survive to this day!"