The history of the interstellar civilization of the entire West Asian race is a history of bloody slaughter, and all the people present at the scene had their eyelids jumping, and their cool breath was gasping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From the beginning of the massacre, there were still psychological shadows, and even faintly resisted, but it was just helpless, and later, the emotions expressed between the lines were simply calm to joy, and even couldn't wait to slaughter the planet.

It's all about survival!

Weak nations are not qualified to speak of civilization!

"If our Huaxia doesn't develop so fast, even if the end of the world doesn't break out, according to the star map navigation route of this West Asian, the next stop will be our earth."

When the words fell, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

According to the practice of the West Asian tribes, the only thing waiting for the earth is the option of slaughter, the universe is really in crisis, and there is no mercy to talk about killing.

The log is far from over, but the virtual conference room seems to be covered with frost, and the atmosphere is so cold that people shiver.

"Oh my God, the entire galaxy is actually the territory of the demon race, and all the living planets are the pastures of the demon race herding the human race. Entering the eighty-three years of interstellar Asia, we are finally getting closer and closer to the human habitat of the star map. Why are the galactic resources so scarce, we have already simulated the manufacturing scheme of a more advanced power engine, but we have not been able to collect any valuable resources, or all the useful resources around the ranch where the demon clan grazing have long been collected. If nothing else, we can only slowly make our way to our destination. I hope that we West Asians will continue to be lucky. ”

Interstellar voyages do not know the passage of time, and the pages of the journal are quickly turned away.

"Oh my God, just yesterday, we just wiped out a Terran civilization that entered the stars before us, their ships are more advanced, they have yellow skin and blue blood, they are slightly shorter than us, but their civilization has declined, although the ship is developed, but there are not enough people to control it. We wiped them all out at a small cost. I thought it would be another good harvest, but after the cracking work was completed, we intercepted a very bad news. ”

"The race that drove us out of our home planet, the Demon Race, will actually clean up the entire Star Map Route every one hundred and forty-two West Asian years, but anyone who does not avoid it will be wiped out by the Demon Clan's team patrolling the pasture. It is speculated that the last time the demon clan was cleaned was one hundred and twelve years ago, and although this group of blue-blooded human races successfully escaped partially, the lack of core personnel caused the inevitable and irreversible decline of civilization. Oh my God, the time left for us is only thirty West Asian years, and thirty Western Asian years, at the current rate, we can't catch up with the habitat of the human race, what should we do! ”

The more I look at it, the heavier it becomes, and there are still demon clans cleaning on the star road regularly. Moreover, the sphere of influence of the demon race turned out to be the entire galaxy, the living planet of the entire galaxy turned out to be the ranch of the demon race, and the earth turned out to be a pasture, so what are human beings, creatures that are grazed and raised?

Finally, the log is almost over, and something very familiar appears, the wandering star appears!

"Oh my God, it's really God blessed the West Asian race, we actually found a wandering planet, a wandering planet full of all kinds of rare resources, with these resources, our West Asian race will definitely be able to enter the habitat of the human race before this sweep, and the West Asian race is destined to continue. God bless West Asia, God bless West Asia! ”

"Oh no, today, our landing ship has lost contact again, thousands of our compatriots have been devoured, and this resource star is very weird. I wonder if it's a gift from God, or if it's the devil. ”

"Oh, it's the devil, it's the devil, today, we cleaned up and sent a battleship to clean up the wandering star, oh my God, the entire resource star is alive, it was still dominant, just as we were about to take it in one go, our battleship turned out to be directly weirdly stationary, who can tell me, what happened! Can anyone tell me! ”

"Oh, no, what the hell, it can appear directly inside our other warships, oh my God, our main ship, the main ship of our civilization, but all the battleships that have contact with the wandering star ships have lost contact. It's all dead, it's over, it's over! ”

"We only have eight warships left."

"Our population is getting smaller. I haven't encountered a life planet for more than 20 years, and there are fewer and fewer warships, and now there are only six left, and the demon clan is getting closer and closer to cleaning up, there is no hope, today, I only have these hundred or so subordinates left in the entire battleship, and the combat effectiveness of the battleship can only be partially played now, and our civilization has been faulted, and there is no way to return to the sky. Heaven is going to kill me, West Asia. ”

Seeing this, the conference room was all silent, and the mood was very complicated, such a bloody nation suddenly fell into a desperate situation of extinction, and at the same time as he was about to gain hope, he suddenly fell into the endless abyss, should he say that he deserved it, or should he feel sad.

At the same time, thinking of the Chinese nation and the wandering star not far from China, everyone couldn't help but shudder in unison.

Huaxia, which path will it take, will it go back to the mistakes of the West Asian race, and finally die out in this cold and dark universe?

Everyone looked at Tang Xiao in unison, looking at this dual leader of their spirit and substance. Tang Xiao was sitting upright at this time, her face was as usual, as if nothing could shake it, and the firm gaze revealed by her long and narrow eyes made everyone stunned, as if she had found a way forward in confusion, and felt warmth and strength when she was lost and helpless.

Invisibly, the high-level of Huaxia is more reunited and condensed.

Needless to say, the West Asian tribe knew that the future was hopeless, but they were still dying, so instead of continuing to sail, it was better to follow this wandering planet, the excess resources of this wandering planet were like a piece of delicious fat, but it was highly poisonous inside.

The West Asian warship has been hanging far away, waiting for the prey to take the bait and use it to obtain a small amount of vitality resources. However, everything is irreversible, war will kill people, and the new population will not be able to catch up with the dead, but if you don't fight, you can't see hope, and you can only wait quietly until old age and death.

Until they encountered Huaxia's spaceship. The number of people in the Huaxia spaceship is like a big light bulb in the dark universe, and for a while, the West Asian tribe even felt a strong hope, if this wave wins, all of them will annihilate Huaxia, with the huge population on the Huaxia spaceship, perhaps, they still have a glimmer of hope for rejuvenation.

However, they also know how powerful the Terran civilization can be to bring out such a large population, and they have made the final preparations. If you win, you naturally have nothing to say, but if you lose, it is better to leave that hope to the other party, after all, they are still the same human race, and they are all poor insects herded by the demon clan.

Along the way, many human civilizations have made such a choice, and when they have no power to return to the sky, they resolutely choose to fulfill each other, hoping to make the other party grow stronger and go to the habitat of the human race. Perhaps one day, the Terrans will be able to completely escape the fate of being herded, and this is the only thing they can do in the end.

The log was finally read, but the entire conference room seemed to be still immersed in this incomparably bloody history of existence.

The shock is not enough to describe the mood of everyone at this time, and the content described in this log can be said to have completely changed Huaxia's perception of the universe, and the universe is so cruel.

To survive in such a cruel universe, time is extremely precious, and every minute is worth cherishing to become stronger. Tang Xiao glanced at the audience, coughed heavily, and then said with a straight face, "The amount of information in this log is too large, everyone can't digest it for a while, and the detailed information still needs to be carefully analyzed and verified by our intelligence personnel, no matter how much water it has, it is much better than when we didn't know anything about the universe before." ”

"Now, I'll pick up the important ones and talk about the most urgent issues in front of us, first, to figure out the time it takes for the home planet of the West Asian clan to revolve around the star, and see how long this demon clan will take to clean up. Either way, we have to be ready. Because we can't afford to lose. ”

"Second, it is the wandering star in front of us, I don't need to explain, this is the direct cause of the complete extinction of the West Asian race. It is already clear that there is more powerful life on this planet and can travel through a vacuum. We must re-evaluate and make decisions about the wandering planet as soon as possible. ”

"Do you just withdraw, or do you want to make another plan!"

After Huaxia entered the universe, the first critical selection period arrived! Where will China go?