The Original Seeker

The off-road convoy was driving on the empty lunar wilderness, and there was nothing but dust on the distance of nearly a hundred kilometers.

Without trees and insects, it looks more barren than the ice fields in the polar circle of the earth.

The "indigenous" life moondust demon that once existed on the moon, except for a very small number of living bodies that were stored in human laboratories like specimens, the wild existence has long been slaughtered.

Whether it is from an interest perspective or a threat perspective, it is impossible for humans to tolerate civilizational aliens appearing on their home planets.

Of course, there is also a very important reason, they are not cute at all!

From the perspective of human aesthetics, it can even be said to be ugly, with a rough shell and sharp edges and corners, and looks a bit like a mixture of cockroaches and praying mantises. There is no way to arouse people's desire for protection.

Such an ugly thing will be destroyed if it is destroyed, and it has not aroused the indignation of various animal protection organizations. Biodiversity is left to the living specimens in the laboratory.

...

Having lost this only indigenous life, everything on the surface of the moon, except for the human settlements, became completely silent.

The surface of the moon, which is entirely composed of inorganic matter, even with an artificial atmosphere now, is still so hard that it is difficult for cockroaches and mice to survive.

In just ten years, we have to take into account the transformation project of fortification. Human beings do not have much thoughts to improve the environment on the moon. It is already very good that billions of people can survive.

"Could it be that this guy has been cultivating hard, and hasn't even visited the surface of the moon?" Yun Ruyan, code-named Red Fox, was puzzled by the white-clothed man who had been looking out the window.

"Look at the look in his eyes, could it be autism caused by the retreat for too long?"

The news occasionally reported that a cultivator in a certain place suffered from a slight language communication barrier when he left the customs because he imitated the ancient book records to practice in retreat, put down his mobile phone and did not contact humans for two years...

Just as Yun Ruyan flashed through this series of thoughts, his eyes happened to collide with the man in white who turned his head to look at her.

"Your name?" Bai Mo asked slowly after looking at each other for a few seconds.

The man in white is one of his vests left on the moon.

When they are not activated on weekdays, they are basically in a deep sleep state. This is also in the eyes of outsiders, it seems that the bookstore owner only knows the reason for sleeping all day long.

In analogy, this kind of vest is like white ink, an arm with an extremely long reflection arc.

Every bit of information from the outside world is transmitted from the moon to the earth, and then returned to the moon to make a response after the thinking of the earth itself. It is the distance between the earth and the moon that will delay his manipulation of the moon clone for a few seconds.

So if there is nothing particularly important, Baimo will not use them.

...

As for the books in the bookstore, they are memory fragments that unconsciously emerged in his sleep. Everything is just a product of illusory fantasy, and naturally there is no problem of being stolen.

"Yun Ruyan." Although she felt that her flattery was nothing, she still tried hard to impress the other party and said her name openly.

Even though the dispute between Youqingdao and Ruqingdao has been going on for many years, in fact, I have never heard of anyone who has really done something too ruthless.

Everyone lives together under a sky, and the complete separation of gods and humans is just an unattainable ultimate idea.

"He is still willing to take the initiative to speak, maybe I still have hope!"

"People from the Yun family?"

"Yes, Tianqing Yun's family." Yun Ruyan replied immediately.

"Once Tianqing." She added.

"For so many years, Yun Jie should also be Tier 6." Bai Mo recalled what happened more than ten years ago.

"Do you... know the Patriarch?"

As one of the top leaders of the superpower Huaya Federation, most people on the earth have heard of the name Yunjie.

But what Yun Ruyan asked was obviously not this. What she wanted to know was whether the two of them had friendship in private.

Under the huge intertwined tree of the Yun family, she is just a small branch, and she has only a little ties with the master family where Yun Jie is located.

Except for the same surname Yun, there is no contact at all on weekdays, and it is also relying on this little shelter relationship to maintain her family's social status.

More than 20 years, if the main body has the will, it is enough to run a huge interest group with a group of fifth-tier and sixth-tier masters as the core.

"In a hundred years, how different will they be from the bloodline family in the wild world?" Bai Mo suddenly thought of this question.

The circle of transcendents is becoming more and more closed, and power, force, and wealth are all concentrated in their hands.

The interaction of clones, automated machines, and big data program engines enables high-level practitioners to exert the productivity of hundreds of people.

It is simply impossible for ordinary people to compete with such monsters in the workplace based on their personal work ability. Most of them can only choose jobs that they do not appreciate.

...

"It's been almost ten years," he said after a few seconds of silence.

The conversation between the two stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of cars roaring by.

...

About two hours later, the convoy stopped outside a villa in the suburbs.

"They are so afraid of me?" Bai Mo glanced at the surrounding situation.

Outside a lonely villa, there were only a few soldiers standing guard, but above them, there were three satellite orbital guns aiming in space.

There were also two small hydrogen bombs buried underground, as well as an unknown bomb with a slightly mysterious atmosphere that seemed to have a strong curse ability.

Without checking the communication permit, the two soldiers had already opened the door of the villa, and they seemed to vaguely know what was hidden under them, and seemed a little fidgeted.

The cloud in the dark looked suspiciously at the two extremely irresponsible soldiers.

"Even if it's just projection clones of big people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they shouldn't be so relaxed, as if they don't care about someone sneaking in secretly."

"I'm waiting for you outside." Yun Ruyan chose to stay outside wittily, an inexplicable subconscious in her body reminded her not to follow in.

...

Just as Bai Mo crossed the outside door, the door of the inner room opened automatically.

Just looking from the outside, a piece of black hole in the house, nothing can be seen, Yun Ruyan looks over in the distance, and there is a bit of a big mouth like a monster who chooses to eat.

"Welcome." The moment they stepped into the inner door, more than a dozen voices said in unison.

From the outside, there is only a dark back room, but it is actually brightly lit.

Eighteen projection clones that look like real people are sitting on a huge round table in front of Bai Mo, most of them are his old acquaintances.

The only vacant seat happened to be in the closest position to him.