It's not impossible!

Lin Tuo instantly realized the seriousness of this matter, and the best case scenario was that the other party had not noticed the existence of the Earth Civilization and many sandboxes.

This can be delayed for a little longer.

In the worst-case scenario, the other party is coming this way, but they have not yet arrived because of the distance - the spiritual leap is only to save time, not to use time at all.

"Then, the choice before me is clear."

"If the other party hasn't found out yet, then according to the information I know, as long as I find a way to make the development of the earth and several sandbox worlds 'stagnate' and remain in a state of almost unchanged.

You can minimize the 'ripple'...... This reduces the chance of being discovered. ”

"But it also means that I will give up on development completely, and I will not be able to continue to open any sandboxes."

"This strategy, if successful, could leave me undetected for a long time."

"But the premise is that the other party really doesn't know anything about the earth civilization! And the solar system will not be investigated for a long time, otherwise it will be equivalent to giving up resistance and waiting to be killed! ”

Lin Tuo's eyes flashed:

"And if the other party has already found out and is on the way over, then I have two options."

"First, regardless of it, continue to develop.

Maximize the power I have at my disposal before they arrive.

In this way, no matter what attitude the empire has, whether it is good or bad, the stakes in my hand will be higher. ”

However, the downside of this option is to increase the risk of exposure.

And according to the rules of ripple and reverse, once it continues to develop, more ether will flow into the solar system, which is equivalent to reducing the time of arrival for those who rush here. ”

"Second, take the initiative to downgrade civilization!

Through war, famine, sickness, and even direct strikes, the civilization of the earth and several sandboxes keeps going backwards, so that the aether will flow back to the spirit world, creating outward ripples...... It was also possible to postpone the arrival of the Imperials. ”

"The cost is obvious, this is more radical than staying stagnant, it will greatly weaken the power in my hands, and the process is irreversible......"

Thinking of this, bitterness appeared at the corner of Lin Tuo's mouth.

That's what he realized, the game he stepped into.

"When I started creating my first sandbox, I was already increasing the probability of exposure, and if I didn't move forward? Once the other party arrives? It will become fish on the board again! ”

How to choose?

Lin Tuo knows that today's choice will be related to his next series of actions? To use a lofty word? He had to come up with a strategy.

And then go on steadfastly.

In contemplation, he was the first to dismiss the option of "civilization regression"? Compared with the other two, this choice seriously violates his principles of being a human being.

Want to go backwards in civilization? The most effective way is to use the sand table to carry out dimensional destruction? Killing, sowing sickness, causing war, famine...... And these are difficult for him to accept.

Moreover? This is tantamount to self-abandonment of martial arts? Once this is done, the Countercurrent Aether will also expand the "ripples", which will also attract the Imperials, and the only benefit will be to hinder their jump...... But what kind of benefit is this?

The rest, is in the "stagnation of civilization"? and the choice between continuing to evolve.

Frankly, it's not a good choice.

If it was in the past, he wouldn't hesitate? But after learning about the situation in the spirit world, he was restrained.

Pondered for a long time? Lin Tuo finally chose the second option:

Keep it up!

"Blindly trying to hide, hoping that the other party doesn't find me? This line of thinking only brings destruction! ”

"Although development may make the other party come early? But at least have a chance to give it a go? But once it stagnates, all that is left is luck! ”

Another important factor that prompted him to make this decision was the record left by the previous owner of the sand table when the sand table was upgraded.

He remembered that the man's words revealed a clear tendency, that is, only a developed civilization had a chance to stand against the Empire.

"Development, only development is the last word!"

"Not only to develop, but also to be more radical and compete with each other for time!"

Lin Tuo repeated it over and over again in his heart, his eyes firmed, and he looked at the dusty prayer candle again.

Development is just a slogan, and it must be implemented in action.

Now, several sandboxes have entered a stable period, and the accumulated ether distance is still a little worse than opening a big sandbox.

In addition, the era of martial artists on Earth has just begun, and there will be no leaps and bounds in the short term.

In contrast, "repairing the prayer candle" is a tempting idea.

"If it can really be fixed...... I don't even need to fully recover, as long as I can recover some of my abilities, it's a big help for me. ”

He hadn't forgotten how terrible the object was.

But he observed for a while, but he didn't see anything famous...... Obviously, it is impossible to rely on oneself, and the only two possibilities are the research team of the Southern Continent and the Moon Sea Continent.

The former has a large number of mages and scholars and research conditions, while the latter has developed an alchemy civilization and has a professional counterpart.

Lin Tuo thought about it for a while and decided to hand over the restoration work to the Moon Clan.

"It's just enough to test the alchemy level of the Xiayue Clan's current ......"

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo couldn't sit still any longer, and when he used his telekinesis to extract another piece of paper, the inkwell was automatically unscrewed, and the quill began to sketch on the paper......

Hathaway next to her was stunned.

From her point of view, Lin Tuo sat in the chair waiting for the broken candlestick to be stunned, and then his face was sad for a while and fierce for a while, as if his face had changed...... I didn't pay attention to her.

And then all of a sudden, I started writing, drawing, and drawing...... It's weird, right?

The point is that she is a little curious and doesn't know what Lin Tuo is writing...... Thinking about it, she flew straight over and set her eyes on the quill, which was rapidly and automatically outlined.

As a result, Belin Tuo slapped back, threw the crystal ball out of the window casually, and said casually:

"Huaxi, look at her."

"Howler!" A sound came from next door, and then, Hathaway's surprised voice was heard:

"Huh? It's only been a few days, why have you changed so much...... Got boobs? ”

“…… Shut up! ”

"Smack." Controlling the window to close automatically, Lin Tuo shook his head, ignored it, quickly finished writing the letter, folded it into a thousand paper cranes, and immediately ordered him to grab the "prayer candle".

And "release" it back into the courtyard, and then throw the two to the No. 4 sandbox, the royal city in the center of the Moon Sea Continent by switching the sand table.

……

……

Moon Sea Continent.

For a long-lived race, the passage of time is always swift.

It has been many years since Lin Tuo last left, and many new things have appeared, but the overall social pattern has not changed much.

The royal court still resides under the moon tree, and the rulers of many tribes, and the leader of the moon clan, who is called the Great Patriarch and is actually similar to the emperor, has changed to a new generation.

In the Moon Clan's Royal Court, the alchemy workshop on the edge of the city has expanded many times compared to that year, and it is also many times more lively.

During the day and at night, caravans from various tribes came and went, transporting the alchemical products ordered from the workshop to the entire continent.

In the workshop, in a quiet courtyard, it was another winter, and there was a snowfall last night, and at this moment there were two immature Moon Clan children wearing cotton clothes, wrapped in scarves, and gloves playing on the snow, shouting at each other.

"Whoosh-" Suddenly, a slightly taller one threw a snowball and smashed it precisely into the eye socket of the short man, who whined, tears fell from his eyes, and then his mouth choked, and he suddenly ran towards the house on the side of the courtyard with a cry.

Knocking open the door, he cried out to the man at the table who was flipping through the workshop papers:

"Father! Big brother, he beat me again! ”

The brother who followed closely stood at the door, still holding a snowball in his hand, and said angrily:

"You're suing again! If you lose a snowball fight, you are not allowed to sue! ”

The man sitting at the table looked helpless, lifted his glasses from the bridge of his nose, raised his hand with a wry smile, and the slightly shorter boy ran over with a smoke.

The man looked at his slightly red and swollen eyes, first reprimanded his brother, then looked at his younger brother with red eyes, rubbed them, and then said:

"The boy can't cry at every turn, you know? If you lose, you'll fight back. ”

"But I can't beat it." The shorter boy said helplessly, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Why don't you fit me with a prosthetic leg too, just like my mother did."

With the ability to fly jets, it feels so cool.

If I had that, I would have won, but if I couldn't, I could still run. ”

"I want it too! I want it too! But I want a fist style, it's the kind that secretly clicks, and the fist can fly out! ”

Qingkong's expression became more and more helpless, and then he smiled:

"Yes, yes, as long as your mother agrees, I'll let the workshop make a separate set for the two of you."

Hearing this, the two young boys were dejected:

"We said it several times, but my mother didn't agree."

"Then I can't help it." Aozora smiled and spread his hands, and then sent the two children out into the yard.

Stretching his waist and pressing the alchemy watch on his wrist, the alchemy heating facilities installed in the room hummed gently, the window in front of him opened, and a stream of cold air crashed into the stuffy room.

Immediately, Qingkong, who was already an adult father, looked at the date on the dial by the way, silently calculated, and found that there were two days left to be the 800th anniversary of the teacher's "Mountains and Seas".

"Before you know it, it's been 800 years."

Thinking of this, Qingkong, dressed in luxurious robes, stood at the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the white snow and the glossy moon trees outside, his eyes raised, and he looked at the blue planet above his head for the umpteenth time.

In my mind, some "old" memories appeared, thinking that in the past 800 years, I don't know if the teacher is okay on that blue star.

In this life, do you still have a chance to see it?

Thinking about it, Qingkong couldn't help but lose his mind a little, and even seemed to have some hallucinations.

It was as if he saw a streamer of light fly down from the planet, through the branches of the moon tree, and deftly hovered over the royal court, and then flew towards him......

It turned out to be a thousand paper cranes, constantly flapping its wings, and its two "paws" laboriously clutching a quaint candlestick.

It's so real, as if it really exists.

Immediately, with a muffled sound of "dong", Qingkong was in a trance, and suddenly a spirit woke up!

Stunned, he looked at the crooked candlestick that flew in through the window and landed on the table, as well as the falling paper, and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Then he looked at the letterhead on the paper, and his eyes widened.

……

A moment later, two young children, who were confronting each other in the courtyard, suddenly saw the door slam open, and their father rushed out, without even saying hello, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Then he stepped onto the flying machine parked outside, and then took off into the air with a humming sound, flying in the direction of the Alchemy Guild, and after a short time, he disappeared without a trace.

Only two young children were left staring at the sky in amazement.

After a while, the younger brother sniffed and said:

"Brother, did you say that my father asked my mother to help us intercede?"

The elder brother rolled his eyes, smashed a snowball over, and said in disgust: "Stupid, you! ”