Seized by the System

Seven years in July.

Andromeda galaxy, the migratory place of the enlightened.

The old man Maxwell is standing on a big tree, looking down at the barbarian tribe under sacrifice ...

Here is the edge of a desert, very dry, with only sporadic greenery on the ground.

In the desert, all the wild people surrounded by turf skirts, with wild faces, were dancing wildly under a stone platform.

On the high platform, a young man was sitting cross-legged, and then his head was hot.

The steaming steam disappeared quickly.

I don't know how long it has passed. I saw the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

"God said that as long as God is faithful to Him, He will give us food!"

Then a bag of food with plastic packaging appeared out of thin air, and the quantity was not much, just enough to feed these people.

The wild people in the dance started cheering wildly, while some women took the children and transported the food away.

Maxwell looked at the scene and then turned his eyes to the distance.

I saw a white mist in the distance, closing this barbarian tribe, and looking down from above, it seemed like a Kirishima.

"Alas ... if the power is unconstrained, there will be all kinds of fantasy and horror scenes."

Maxwell sighed like this, and flew away from the tree.

He walked through the fog and then came to a new place.

It is a great plain with a humid climate. Sunlight and sunshine are very suitable.

On the plain, there is a modern factory.

These factories, Lao Mai knows, are all imitations of food factories that inherit their secrets.

The difference from the original is that the workers walking in and out here all have an expression and are very dull.

Maxwell knew that these workers were all slaves.

Their spiritual will is controlled by the guy named "Wang Jinghong", who is now called the "ancestor of Yuan slaves" and is responsible for controlling these Yuan slaves.

As for what the other party's real name is, no one cares.

The food just given to the barbarian tribe just came from these food factories.

It can be said that the output of this great plain is enough for the consumption of billions of people.

This is the power of the black technology food industry.

The distribution of food is arranged according to how many vitality practitioners there are in the tribe.

These barbarian tribes are like pigs fed in a modern pig factory.

They don't need arable land and will not face natural disasters. As long as a certain amount of time is given, they can get food and clothes by dedicating their cultivation power.

If the population multiplies beyond a certain level, the excess population will be separated into the new Kirishima.

Maxwell can easily determine that with their social ecology, even if there are millions of years, evolution will not happen.

Don't think that human civilization was born, on the contrary, it was after countless hard struggles and struggles that it accumulated little by little and ignited the technology tree.

Under this kind of feeding ecology, these barbarians are destined to have no need to develop civilization.

They only need to allow a few more young people from the ethnic group who can practice and consecrate mana to be able to feed the ethnic group.

Maxwell didn't quite understand why the migrants used this inefficient way at first, but when he thought about it, he understood.

Efficient means enlightenment, enlightenment means resistance, and the gods do not like resistance.

As for inefficiency, it doesn't matter, quantity is enough.

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up.

The gods do not want to cultivate a new human civilization on earth.

All they need is a group of strength and strength.

After reading these scenes, Maxwell began to upload a new investigation report to the Justice League platform.

"Migrants have spent their first years in this galaxy. They have developed on this planet at a very fast rate. The barbarian tribes on the entire planet are endless. The mana that can be collected every day, at least Over 30 million Danish yuan. At the last top meeting, they will use the mana they have accumulated to go to the nearest star system and start a new colony again ... "

The old man was very faithful in accomplishing his task.

"There is not much time left for us. They do n’t need to discuss, they do n’t need to argue, and expand the efficiency of the subbase. Just like the Zerg in the game, as long as there is sunshine, water and land, new people can be quickly planted . "

"The vitality conversion device, the omnipotent bacteria," Nine Turns to Golden Pills ", and the shuttle method provided by the gods, these four inventions form the basis of the colonization of the new universe.

"Those of the barbarian tribes have only been awarded the first three layers of the" Nine Turns to Golden Pills ", and by themselves, unless the genius in the genius appears, or the apocalypse is obtained, it is possible to comprehend or learn the later exercises. And this is the only opportunity for barbarians to transform. "

Maxwell summed it up seriously.

He knew very well that in the distant future, this new civilization must have a conflict with humanity.

If it is put in the past, he may not need to pay special attention. After all, in the past, he could not live a hundred years old, and there was no need to worry about things thousands of years later.

Now, he has to worry about this, because he is confident that relying on the alliance platform, he can continue to break through, and his life can continue to grow. It may not be a problem to live for thousands of years, as long as he does not have any accidents, in fact, even In the event of an accident, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it can still be transformed into various forms.

However, the price of living too long is to watch many tragic things happen one by one.

"If you want to stop them, maybe only the same **** can do it."

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After Maxwell ’s intelligence was transmitted back to Earth, the Alliance platform quickly transferred this valuable information to relevant personnel.

Pass on the secret realm.

Cultivator Conference.

The big screen is showing the development history of migrants ... just like a history of pioneering a new civilization.

Ren Ruofeng frowned and said: "It seems that we want to speed up the pace of colonization of aliens. Compared with these migrants, our development rate is still too slow. It is estimated that about one hundred years later, we will be thrown away by the other party. behind."

"This is bad money to expel good money. The cost of producing mana is too low. Only a little food is enough, but we still have to provide food, clothing, housing, transportation, and various educational entertainment. From time to time, there are problems with order ... "Someone complained.

"But we are efficient, and we can cultivate more strong practitioners." Some people objected.

"Not necessarily, a rebel had emerged a few days ago. He was jealous of other people's cultivation speed than him. He beat people. He was a pond-level master and did not have an injection management chip. Fortunately, he was locked by Skynet in time, but one floor was almost destroyed by him. Thousands of people were killed and injured. The stronger the individual, the more difficult it is to manage. These migrants are very smart and have no moral burden on execution. "Someone asked a question ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yeah, if it is simply from In terms of improving mana productivity, it is the most efficient for civilians to practice to the third level of "Nine Turns to Golden Pills", but the strength is only cup-level, not so much force, and they can't fight ordinary guns. Early resources are also low. When you practice to a higher class, you will consume a lot of mana. Just like raising pigs, it is impossible to raise them to a very old age, and the cost performance will be much lower. "Someone said with great agreement.

"Hey, you are suspected of discrimination, don't treat people as people, are we here a pig farm? Also consider the ratio of feed to feed and meat?" The meeting began to make noise.

For a while, various viewpoints flew, and no one could persuade anyone.

In the end, whether to continue to maintain an equal opportunity strategy, or to consider the cost performance, strictly use the laws of the market to produce mana.

There is support from both parties, and a huge controversy has arisen.

The host of the meeting began to knock on the hammer: "Quiet, everyone pay attention to order."

"For this new issue, please all parties go back and discuss how to deal with this competition to maintain the civilization superiority of our human race. Although the other party is in Andromeda, it is very far away from us. Time is not a problem. "The host said seriously.

The strong men calmed down, and then walked out of the venue one by one, and began to gather their own forces to discuss this long-term strategic issue.

They all know that this problem seems to be far away, but if it is not valued now, history will repeat itself.

If we do not establish a strategic advantage now, it is too late to wait for something to happen.

This is like the layout stage in chess. Once a fatal problem occurs in the early layout, it is almost unable to return to the sky in the later stage.

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