The elders of the Yuga tribe lit black smoke at the altar, which is a bit like our ancient beacon fire.

In an instant, the inside and around the altar were filled with hunters from the Yuga tribe, who stood together in dense form, enclosing the place tightly.

I looked into the clearing in the distance, and maybe there was some room to catch my breath.

The Creature people come here a lot, and they don't break in by accident, so they must have seen us.

The elder of the Yuga tribe took out two thin pieces of unknown things with his hands and protruded them from the blackened stone pillar.

"Hurry up, kill you, we don't have much time." I saw Sowen beckoning to me in the distance.

The smoke is blowing in the wind in the distance, and those who play with fire will **!

The forest fires spread on both sides, blocking all escape routes. But the life of the Martian civilization is still waving its tentacles, constantly urging its personnel to board the spacecraft.

The female Martian clung to the only one or two protrusions on the spaceship, and several members of the crew jumped up after her, clinging to the protective device on the spacecraft.

The data of the Martian civilization's spacecraft, which showed that ten jumps had been successfully carried out, she stared at the display window outside the spacecraft at the right time, and a few seconds passed.

No change! No change! Maybe backup energy is not available!

With the support of the powerful power of Mission, my consciousness completed parasitism, and as I walked towards Sobon, I interrupted the conscious parasitism of life in the Martian civilization.

Clearly, I noticed that the brightest star in the sky was moving, gliding imperceptibly across the sky.

Curious about the unfamiliar, the female Martian life leaned over, looked at the target setting, and said, "It's 1.2 light-years per hour, faster than before I came here." ”

"Communications and surveillance situation? Where are the others? What are you doing? ”

"Don't rush, don't rush, you're doing it!" The thin body of the man from the Martian civilization turned back to his panel, and for a few seconds, he didn't make a sound.

Twenty-five years, and this man has been working for her for twenty-five years. Will he be able to make up his mind to leave her? Even if he could make up his mind, would anyone do it with him?

His voice was barely audible, and only a slight vibration could be felt in his hands.

The man couldn't see my consciousness, but it was still possible to guess that it was only the two of them. I don't think anyone else was suspicious.

After Tacos took him away, I began to ponder.

This thing is very similar to the time when the team members were killed in Yunqi's identification energy, it is too similar. But I don't have any evidence in my hands.

Frankly said: "You didn't say it to anyone? ”

"Nope. I'm as stupid as poor Yun Qi, am I? My head was looking in all directions.

"If my guess is right, he must kill you at the first opportunity, or he will be too stupid. I'm so worried, I'm afraid it's too late! Jora said sadly.

She was in a trance, and she didn't know how long it had been. The sobs had turned to utter despair.

She doubts whether her decision is the right one, and she has no choice but to protect Mars and their race.

The result of this is to keep what is perhaps the greatest act of betrayal on an extraterrestrial civilization a secret.

Jora sometimes wonders: Is it right for a person to make such a big decision?

Tanyi once questioned her like this, and her answer at the time was yes.

What is this kind of thing? Frankly, we can only speculate on this issue. In speculation, we follow the principle of assumption, do not go against common sense, try to start from known facts, and guess as little as possible.

From Jora's consciousness, I stumbled upon an outbreak of a disease that resembles the plague on our planet and has a high mortality rate!

I also found evidence that a plague like it had the ability to control the place in one fell swoop, for a long time, and firmly, but the Yuga tribe survived strongly.

Our analysis is that this plague has been around for a long time and has caused all kinds of damage to the universe, and the historical record is full of such disasters, but the people of Canada are lucky with their superpowers of healing.

These are just a few of the less harmful damage it can cause. In recorded history, there have been variants of comparable power.

What scares us most about this operation is its stability, and we have yet to see any signs of its inner evolution.

We managed to obtain the data left behind by one of the crew members, which matched the data in the Dagarth Galaxy's megalibrary.

One might say that it was because of the fear that they took this unconventional approach, and that everything that happened in this galaxy was after the destruction of the former cosmic backup.

10,000 years ago, in the Dagarz system, a coalition war was set off, which is very similar to the current operation.

Through that war, the Dagarz civilization occupied unoccupied territories left behind by many races.

In order to prevent the transformation of the real universe and change his fate, a series of challenging wars broke out in the Dagase system at that time.

Most of the clansmen seemed to have slept, and as usual, there were still two or three clansmen keeping vigil outside.

I'm worried that these sleepless people have a limited amount of power, and that they're tired and vulnerable to sneak attacks.

I've worked the data left behind by the Martian civilization, and with the support of Mission, I can understand what they are saying.

The translation of the mission is not only accurate in pronunciation, but also in tone to fully express the change in mood.

In the Yuga tribe's habitat, there was an occasional burst of laughter, and sometimes one or two hunters walked by.

Ukulele and Sowen walked barefoot, it turned out that Sowen and Ukulele walked together, because the climate was very warm, the moss under their feet was soft and soft, very comfortable.

The Yuga tribe still sat in a circle according to their usual ** habits, and the bonfire was burning in the middle.

I lived in a house arranged for me by the Yuga tribe, and it was pitch black, with only a glimmer of light coming in through the doorway.

Ever since he had seen the big scene of arson this afternoon, Sowen had wanted to give some advice to the Elders. But the reunion with his people had just passed, and he really didn't want to spoil that joy.

I still don't know much about the language of the Yuga tribe, and I wouldn't have understood it for the rest of my life without the help of the Mission.

Nida and Jaz's words were mostly still within my range of hearing, and I discovered a secret that the pronunciation of the words spoken by the Gaga tribe was low-frequency.

The reason why the Yuga tribe uses this sound is because low-frequency sounds travel farther than high-frequency sounds, and they have unique superpowers that make them appear more powerful, although they are still in primitive societies.