In the first year of Qiming, human beings survived on the ruins of the earth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Human beings on Mars have cultivated to an extremely advanced level, not only can they walk the solar system, but their eyes have fallen on the farther depths of the universe.

Because with the deepening of cultivation, the little Mars can no longer trap their expanding hearts.

As a result, the Martian humans formed an expeditionary force of 1,000 people, and the cultivators were at least monks who could survive in the universe.

They were divided into five groups, each of two hundred people, and began to explore the universe.

In the era of earth technology, earthlings used the highest technology at that time to send 300,000 humans to Mars.

The closest planets to Earth, which may have a high probability of life, have been detected just a few light-years away.

Such a distance was not something that the earthlings at that time could cross.

However, it is something that can be crossed by high-ranking monks among the Martian humans.

Of the seven planets suspected of life, there is indeed one that exists in life.

It's a pity that the natives on it have evolved too slowly, and the most advanced animals are only invertebrates.

With pride, the Martian humans plundered all the planets they passed through and carried them back to Mars.

They pushed all the way, all the way to the presumptuousness, and finally after dozens of light years from Mars, they met a group of real humanoids.

The people on this planet look very similar to humans, except for one nostril.

The Martian humans looked at this group of natives indifferently, and the Martian humans who could travel between the universes by their physical bodies did not have this kind of natives in their eyes at all, but fell on a spiritual vein that was more than 3,000 miles long on this planet.

The Martian humans who have been cultivating for many years have long known the importance of this crystallization of spiritual power to their own cultivation, not to mention, the spiritual veins on this planet are still very top-notch.

So, they came to the planet as gods.

Originally, I thought that the natives of this planet would bow down and worship them as gods, and the spiritual veins would be at your fingertips.

However, at the moment when they moved the supreme spiritual vein, on this planet, a large black hand suddenly cracked into nothingness, and a group of two hundred people were all wiped out.

A few years later, another group of expeditionary forces encountered three spacecraft more than 100 light-years away from Earth.

All of them are saucer-shaped, with a diameter of about 100 zhang.

The volume of these three spaceships seems to be very large, but in the eyes of the expeditionary force that has already moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, they are simply three scraps of copper and iron.

But the scrap copper and rotten iron also aroused the curiosity of the expeditionary force, because the scientific and technological means in their hands are obviously not as good as the group of aliens in front of them.

So, they did it.

However, one of the three ships gently turned the muzzle of the gun, and a high-energy laser beam shot out, evaporating the expeditionary force and turning it into cosmic dust.

Decades later, five expeditionary forces, a full thousand people, and less than ten people finally returned to Mars alive.

Since then, Martian humans have only known about this universe, and in this seemingly lonely universe, they are just a group of newborns.

And among the people who came back alive was one who brought back a palm-sized piece of armor.

After years of cultivation and the strong strength of individuals, Martian humans have long abandoned technology.

And so, the earth and fire united.

This piece of debris from a shattered spaceship was sent to Earth.

It was this fragment that changed the fate of mankind.

And the person named Xue Xingtian who brought back this fragment has been engraved on the history of mankind since then.

This year is the 865th year of Qiming, July 21.

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The silent universe seems to be eternal, and the brilliant starlight is like a little firefly in this boundless darkness, very faint, but it represents hope, possibility, and the future.

Beyond a huge crimson star, there are three star rings around, floating inside, there are fragments of stars, and there are all kinds of unsightly material fragments, they spread out, forming star rings, stretching for hundreds of miles, as if wearing a belt on this dark red planet.

The starry sky is silent, sometimes there are high-speed flying machines passing through the darkness, and farther away, sometimes flashing bright lights, which may be the annihilation of the planet, or it may be the fierce battle of the mighty in the universe.

Suddenly there were ripples in the space, and a circular spaceship more than ten miles long flew from the depths of the silence.

The massive thruster spewed sword-like flames, and its speed slowly slowed as it approached the rings of the dark red planet.

Layers of debris dispersed, and the craft passed through the ring, and the protective layer that enveloped the entire spacecraft began to flicker, which was violently rubbing against the planet's atmosphere.

In three minutes, the spaceship passed through the planet's atmosphere, and the whole world turned crimson.

The clouds are red, the sky is red, the air is red, everything in sight is red.

Below, above the planet, there is not bare land, but mountains of garbage.

This planet is a garbage dump for a hundred living planets around it.

The ship hung in a relatively flat spot, dark smoke rising from the ground, carrying a thick stench that made people almost sick.

Bang dang.

The ship's belly suddenly opened, and the huge metal capsule that stretched for more than ten miles was completely opened.

Bang la blah.

Countless garbage poured out, as if it were raining rain, and in an instant, a small mountain was formed here.

Bell, bell, bell.

On either side of the ship, two mechanical arms stretched out, banging through the empty metal cabin, making sure that all the garbage inside was emptied.

Then, the ship started and fled without a hitch.

Before the smoke and dust from the garbage had dissipated, at the same time as the spacecraft left, hundreds of figures flashed out around the garbage mountain, pounced on the garbage mountain like hungry wolves.

These people are the lowest living beings in this world.

This garbage is useless to those in the upper echelons, but for those in this place, it is a thing of life.

Countless fragments of magic weapons, metal remains, and even high-end food leftovers eaten by upper-class humans, here, all of them are treasures.

All of them are treasures that can be sacrificed for which they can be sacrificed to rob.

On the mountain of garbage, hundreds of figures rummaged through it, and sometimes there were sounds of ecstasy coming out, probably finding something good.

In the middle of the garbage mountain, a ragged, bare-chested, bronzed man with a half-foot steel knife in his hand rummaged through the garbage mountain.

His eyes were resolute, and there was no one around him.

This is deliberate, because in this garbage mountain, there will always be something that makes people's blood rush from time to time, and these things can only be seen by one person, otherwise, it will be a fight.

Acting alone, this is also the tacit understanding in the hearts of these people who watch the garbage survive.

The steel knife in his hand stabbed lightly, cutting through a piece of garbage in front of him, and his determined pupils suddenly shrank.

In front of him, there was a small dilapidated flying machine, and a person was lying inside, and he didn't know if he was dead or not. (To be continued.) )