Chapter 42: Researcher Talloran

"I'm not here!"

"......" Conmande was silent for half a second by the other party's reaction of not hesitating and deceiving himself, is this a momentary mental retardation or a lack of words?

He had to remind the muse, who was trying to get by, "Tallian, don't forget that your brother is still in our hands. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It's worthy of Comand, shameless enough. "Under such a clear threat, the god of architecture had to come to the fore.

A huge shadow approached the space on the verge of collapse in the void, and time stopped at the very last moment, frozen in the moment of its end.

Conmande faced the obviously inhuman existence, staring fearlessly at the shadows that permeated beyond time and space, only a piece of nothingness was reflected on his pupils, and the attitude of asking in his mouth was pressing step by step: "What do you know about here, about Cloud Lake?"

"Hey, it's useless for you to ask me!" said Tallian, who was innocent, "that song was found by Moonshape, and I don't know the specifics." Ultramarines asked me to build a church, and I built it. ”

"That's it?"

"What else do you want? Do you think I'm trying to take care of your gossip?"

"Alright, that's the end of the question. Conmand didn't suspect him of lying.

Where is the ethnic identity of Talian, their race, the most famous is the house, the dead house!

Find a universe where you can cat to the kind of house where the old time and space end in the wasteland.

It is precisely because of the Tai Zhai that this guy has built a house by himself to build a super-world level.

"So can I go? I'm fine, even you ......" Tarian poked and tried to slip away.

"Next question, where do your 'building materials' come from?"

The "quibble" of the muse, like a "passer-by who has been innocently affected", suddenly stopped, and the space on the edge of the shattered edge also froze.

In the silent of both sides, he carefully watched Command's expression several times, trying to assess the other party's intention at the momentβ€”to continue negotiations? or to attack?

Damn! It's impossible to judge!

Talian was a little agitated, and it was not impossible for Conman to forcibly keep him at this time......

Do you want to escape?

But Taroran is still at the GOC......

Trouble is dead!

"Don't dare to answer?" Conmande's gaze was firmly locked on the thought aura in the depths of the void, and his gray-black eyes looked especially dark at this time, "Or are you trying to think of excuses?"

Humanity is a race that is rampant in the multiverse.

At least in the eyes of the vast majority of extra-cosmic forces-

It is precisely because of their long-standing numerical superiority that they have been able to maintain their own people's position on the ladder of life.

Humanity is the pinnacle of life in this era.

But the GOC, as the guardian of one of humanity's native planets, understands the reality: far from what others think it is.

The moment of King's Landing may be accidental, but a long reign will only be inevitable.

Humans are not very gifted races.

Compared to other races that can claim to be assertive, this carbon-based organism that can only survive on certain resources is simply outrageously fragile.

If it weren't for the fact that there would always be some powerful characters in it, I am afraid that they would have been served in the melee a long time ago.

It was through the constant pouring of cutting-edge power that they narrowly wrestled power from the rulers of the previous era.

At that time, humanity was faced with a new problem: how to hold on to its position?

Thus, pan-humanization emerged.

Conmande didn't know who proposed the plan, and there might be someone higher in the GOC who knew about it, but it was top-secret information that he couldn't access at his level.

However, the fact that "other races are forcibly converted into human beings" is not a secret on some level.

This is beneficial to the human race itself, so the native humans who know it are tight-lipped as much as they say.

The other forces are concerned about the strength of the human union, so they remain silent.

The "people" themselves who have been transformed have been caught in the cognitive vortex of being human beings.

If they are excluded from the ranks of "humans" just because they reveal a historical fact, it is probably more difficult to accept than knowing the truth.

Thus, under this unspoken tacit understanding, pan-humanization is still running.

It is still being destroyed.

Destroyers include all kinds of anti-human forces, other races who covet the top of the ladder of life, madmen who are ready to take out the world and must first kill humans, etc......

and Pure Christianity, one of the three major civilizations of mankind.

It's no wonder that the Harmony Church and the Supreme Church always think that the Pure Church is full of intellectual retardation.

They can't all be traitors!

These guys are doing things against humanity with a heart for the people and the people!

How much does it hurt......

Having said so much, the main thing is to express a fact -

The number of human beings seems to be very large, and indeed it is very large, and it is much more overwhelming than other races, but this is all an illusion.

The number of true native humans is very scarce, and in the long process of "pan-humanization", their "origin lineage" is being imperceptibly diluted.

The more open and developed human civilization is, the more severely it will be diluted.

Especially those supercosmic human civilizations that are connected to other worlds.

After all, unless you use the method of pure Christianity to do a "native test", you will never know: what race the humans who intermarry with you and reproduce are originally ......

Moreover, in order to maintain the basic stability of the pan-human quadrant, the entire "pan-human" project is kept secret by default.

Humanity is sitting on the throne of God by virtue of this plan, so it must also face the consequences of it.

The original human race is disappearing.

How could the Orthodox Church, having learned this, sit still?

They have long been on the move.

"There are very few primitive human populations in existence, and most of them have been 'polluted'. Comand didn't wait for Talian's answer, and simply began to analyze on his own, "The building materials of this church are 'pure humans' without any external information involved, are you taking an origin star and sifting through the memes one by one?"

It's not impossible.

But is the effort expended too disproportionate to the output?

Risking the risk of offending humanity to do such a thing, just to build an "exhibition hall" for Yunhu's legacy that almost no one will come to?

Or is it the kind with self-destruct instructions?

But if it weren't for such a complicated method of obtaining "building materials......

Commande's pupils deepened, almost jet black.

There is no need to sift through it, there is only one absolutely pure human gathering place.

One of the human origin stars, the place guarded by the GOC, obviously has cutting-edge combat power at the level of time and space, but it tries its best to completely isolate the main body of civilization from the outer universe-

Earth civilization.

The Guardian, dubbed the "Black Commandment", finally locked his intent on another being, "Six thousand years ago, you attacked Earth?"

Talian's face was confused by the soaring murderous aura, and he didn't dare to be stunned and immediately began to deny: "No, no, don't think about it...... I didn't do that, I'm just a disciplined architect, I recruit whoever messes with me, I ......."

He doesn't want to fight Conmand yet!

Talloran, where the fuck are you going to die, you're going to die, fuck!

At the same time, Taroran, a researcher on Earth, had just stepped out of the causal self-discipline zone when he sneezed hard.

"What's the matter?" his boss, a Level 5 researcher who was listed as an SSS-rated "Deterrent Double" alongside Conmander, glanced back, "Or what are you doing with the other one?"

Tarolan rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "You said you were joking, how could I catch a cold." ”

"That's the moth. ”

The unflapping tone of the platitude makes it almost impossible to imagine whether the person speaking is still emotional.

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