The Original Seeker

"Crack." With the sound of a very slight mechanism joining, the Vientiane Gravity Device that traverses the entire moon was repaired by the Iron Core Exterminator.

As a high-level transcendent with the most thorough integration of psychic technology, he used his special abilities to almost build himself into a mobile, cutting-edge industrial city.

Tens of thousands of industrial robots under the control of him and the auxiliary AI have completed the miracle of repairing this giant device in twenty hours.

"drop."

After half a minute, the Vientiane Gravity System, which had completed the restart and self-check, began to resume operation...

A spark of psychic energy ignited from the heart of the master control area, awakening the huge machine that had once fallen into brain death.

A terrifying force capable of competing with the gravitational force of the planet spewed out from the core position, and began to repel the colorless power of thought that had originally shrouded the moon's surface.

"boom!"

At the same moment, the source of all thought power, the huge light man standing upright, collapsed like a burst balloon in the silent space.

Too much power of Taoism has infected this projection, continuously accelerating its destruction.

Even if Bai Mo didn't take the initiative to detonate, it wouldn't last long.

...

The moment the device was activated, the long-lost sense of security returned to many people's hearts-although it was just a hypocritical sense of security.

The separation of the two planets supported by the white ink felt like they were on the edge of a cliff with one of them stumbled and about to fall into the abyss.

No matter how powerful this hand is, the heart of the rescued person will still be full of panic, for fear that the other party will let go.

But it's different if it's **** by the safety rope of the Vientiane Gravity Device. After all, this is a dead thing controlled by oneself...

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After the projection collapsed, the same affected Mars also ushered in liberation, and a large number of Martians who were scared by the magnificent celestial phenomena so that they only dared to hide in the tribe, all poked their heads out.

The mighty torrent of thought power gradually receded as the Lightman dissipated, not taking away a trace of cloud, but leaving behind a mountain of various spirit mines.

Dozens of rare ores piled into mountains like rubbish, and were induced to penetrate deep into the inner Mars. The shallow area of ​​tens of kilometers inside this poor planet was washed away by thousands of holes. The ground is like a giant termite nest.

Many ordinary Martians who escaped from the dead began to pray to the believing spirit of nature with the utmost respect and gratitude to the great gods for their salvation.

However, some slightly knowledgeable tribal leaders had completely different reactions from the restless sacrificial rituals. They vaguely knew that being able to overcome this difficulty was not the result of the spirit of nature...

Of course, the dazzling confusion that has already gone, won't care about these little things at all. There is no freedom to bind the spirits on Mars, whoever loves to be, anyway, it will not go back anyway.

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After the white ink's projection was shattered, the scattered stars were attracted by the two sources of the moon and Mars to fall on the empty ground. Maybe ten or a hundred years later, they will turn into an adventure of who and who.

After all, for the low-level cultivators, it is already out of reach. The power of a true fairy, even a small piece of it, is of great benefit.

This can also be regarded as a stepping stone for him, just sowing some seeds of hope, maybe it will bloom someday?

Otherwise, he could let his projection be completely annihilated in space, and Mao would not leave one for the latecomers.

"Today it seems that his kind personality is dominant."

The lofty congressmen can also see the fragments of the streamer clearly.

On weekdays, they also secretly created many similar opportunities, waiting to leave a good destiny for the so-called destined people, anyway, the cost is low enough, it can be regarded as an angel investment.

...

"Mr. Qiu Yi, the Federation now grants you the hereditary title of second-class lord, and the hereditary lead ship is Mars 618."

Half a year after the Martian incident, Qiu Yi, dressed in full costume and beaming, took the salute sword that symbolized his power from a bearded man wearing a federal official formal dress.

The ceremonial sword made of sterling silver, with a large number of rune arrays depicted on it, looks particularly dazzling under the light.

These complicated runes can provide the holder with a certain degree of all-round bonuses. Although the general effect is not very good, the victory is extremely comprehensive.

But the most important thing about the Lijian is not these, but that it is the key to the hereditary leader.

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Since the Federation discovered an unprecedented number of empty profound crystals on Mars, the military machine that the Federation had been playing around has entered a frenzied mode.

The moon directly started the wartime general mobilization, and more than a dozen sixth-order legislators personally dispatched, carrying more than fifty sixth-order clone projections, and shattered all the remaining resistance on Mars within a month.

Losing the highest command and the strongest trump card of Yinghuo, the Martian was directly defeated by the overwhelming power of the moon.

The only remaining Tier 6 monster with four fruitful heads, two stubbornly fighting to the end were beaten to death, and was caught in the National Laboratory, and there has been no news ever since.

The two remaining surrendered, in order to survive, took the lead in the anthropogenic education of Mars...

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After the complete occupation of Mars, hundreds of thousands of tons of Kong Xuan Jing are transported to the shipyards located in the Mars and Moon Fortresses, and become the raw materials for the new aristocratic hereditary leaders.

The hereditary leader ship is relative to the concept of aristocratic hereditary territory.

After the federation obtained a large amount of hollow crystals, it began mass production of the space compression spacecraft.

Every standard space compression spacecraft has enough space to accommodate a city. The space inside is the hereditary territory of the nobles, and the corresponding spacecraft is the hereditary leader.

In this private land, the lord is the master of everything, the supreme emperor!

However, there is a problem ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is that in these spaces, there is only a bunch of alien races on Mars. Because of human rights protection, relatively "higher" federal citizens will not become the initial citizens.

Of course, if there is the ability to fool a group of lunar men into it, it is the lord's own business, but at least legally, it is written that coercion is prohibited.

As for the task of the nobles, it is to make the aliens naturalize the human federation, let their three views be in line with the human beings, and at the same time force them to practice transformation and humanization from inside to outside.

In this process, it doesn't matter whether the lord cuts the foreign race as a leek or plays as a slave. The only thing that needs to be controlled is the mortality rate.

Every year, the patrol officer checks the effect of naturalization, and at the same time counts the death rate of foreign races. The death rate shall not exceed 3%, and the "humans" who have completed naturalization in appearance and heart can be exchanged for corresponding Contribute points.

The total number of Martian alien races is as high as tens of millions. In order to prevent them from rebelling in series, the Federation also took great pains.

PS: It's boring without this chapter. . . By the way, PY's "Offensive Earth", is it an ingenious eschatology?