Song Ziyu didn't know that in the distorted plane hidden under the world he lived in, there were also fetters related to himself.

At this time, all of Song Ziyu's attention was focused on the temporary laboratory in the ninth district.

At this time, in the ninth laboratory, Professor Wen was conducting experiments on the separation of raw ore.

Song Ziyu took a close look at the elite team of the scientific research institute to crack the secret of the crystal ore!

This is not a scene that ordinary people can see.

Blessed are I to be lucky enough to be in the mix.

It was only at this time that Song Ziyu knew that the awesome old man who led the team to mine on the abyss rock wall this time was none other than Wen Buren, one of the three deputy directors of the scientific research institute with the highest administrative level stationed near the abyss.

This Professor Wen has a great reputation!

It is this Professor Wen who is in charge of the R&D department, one of the five major departments of the research institute.

His contributions to scientific research are enormous, not to mention other miscellaneous research and development achievements, just to say that he has researched and rewritten the internal procedures of silicon-based combat bodies, and successfully "rebelled" a number of low-level silicon-based combat bodies, which is the biggest secret of the Federation.

It is because of Professor Wen's pioneering work in research that the Federation has been able to minimize its own casualties as much as possible.

With the replacement and replenishment of these silicon-based warbodies (automatons and mechs), the number of humans in the most dangerous areas of the Federation will be reduced to a sustainable level.

And now!

Professor Wen is working on the academic problem of how to recharge these silicon-based warbodies after they have escaped from the otherworldly environment.

Song Ziyu knew that if the Federation thoroughly studied this issue, these silicon-based lifeforms that could only be imprisoned near the abyss might take off the shackles on their bodies and leave the abyss to go to the outside world.

When that time comes, Song Ziyu knows that the rules of war may be rewritten.

Song Ziyu was fascinated by it, and he didn't want a team of political cadres from the federal military to come around him.

At this time, the research has entered a critical stage, and Song Ziyu still wants to see what is going on, but the federal military wants to ask him to leave the scene.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, we want to fully thank you for your help, but the experiments currently underway are top secret from the Federation, so you can't observe ......them on the spot," the officer said slowly, "In order to make up for you, we have prepared two hot little beauties of the art troupe at your residence, and they will do everything they can to please you."

Song Ziyu sighed, nodded and followed the officer out of the laboratory.

The military stationed in the abyss is not stupid, after knowing that there is such a number one person as Song Ziyu, the military immediately sent people to investigate Song Ziyu's identity, and successfully knew all the information about Song Ziyu.

For an out-and-out foreigner like Song Ziyu, it is a matter of the most core secrets of the Federation, of course, it is impossible for Song Ziyu to know.

The military did not use force, but persuaded Song Ziyu to leave the scene with reason and emotion, and even arranged "unspoken rules" for this purpose.

Of course, Song Ziyu also knows what the federal military has in mind, and they must be courteous to themselves because they have shown extraordinary strength, and Su Yining has the endorsement behind them, but their relationship is probably just that, if they don't understand world affairs and continue to stay, it is not ruled out that they will do it to themselves.

After figuring out this problem, Song Ziyu was ready to leave here.

The wish of this trip is to see the true face of the abyss, and now that everything has been seen, Song Ziyu chose to leave.

The convoy moved slowly towards the long way home.

Next, Song Ziyu embarked on a journey back to Longshan.

Song Ziyu didn't know that when he left the Federation and entered the realm of the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance, the abyss underwent a great change, and a large number of silicon-based creatures rushed out of the abyss like a blowout, and had a bloody battle with the Federation Legion stationed in the abyss.

Song Ziyu didn't know that his fate with this abyss was far from over.

But that's all for another time.

Time flies like an arrow.

The stars turn and the white horse moves

Hard to find.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Three years can change a lot of things.

The vision returns to Yongsan, and the city has changed dramatically in the space of three years.

What was once a small earthen city in the wasteland has now become a real megacity.

Under the leadership of Song Ziyu, Longshan City has become the most dazzling pearl in the entire wasteland.

Today, the core area of Longshan City has exceeded 300 square kilometers, and the dense population has reached 4 million.

If a population of this size had been placed in the era of civilization, it would have been an absolute big city.

In the Qianxiang Temple, not far from Longshan, incense is now also flourishing.

With the help of Song Ziyu, the temple has undergone a large-scale expansion, and it is even more brilliant than it was back then.

Since Song Baibai shattered the void and grabbed Xu Yingnan and left, Song Ziyu would always come here every now and then to remember his incomplete life.

Today's Song Ziyu can be said to be the most powerful man in the wasteland...... No, it should be said that Song Ziyu is already the most powerful man in the world.

But there is a saying, the height is unbearable, and Song Ziyu's heart is indeed extremely lonely.

From Song Ziyu's heart, he does not belong to this world, and the bond of his own world has been little since Xu Yingnan disappeared.

In the past few years, Song Ziyu has traveled all over the country, crossing mountains and seas.

But Song Ziyu didn't have a clue about finding Xu Yingnan.

This feeling of losing you after winning the world makes Song Ziyu feel that life is boring.

The green smoke curls, and the scriptures are sung in Sanskrit.

Song Ziyu sat on the futon, his eyes closed, and his hands rubbed the rosary.

Three years is enough to change many people and things, and now Song Ziyu has a beard and a slightly deep expression, and the whole person has a unique temperament like a beautiful beard.

After the Buddha worship, Song Ziyu opened his eyes and looked at the abbot Manjushri who was sitting opposite him.

"Abbot, is there any news? Is there any communication?"

Song Ziyu asked.

In the past three years, Song Ziyu has tried almost all means, and now the only hope can only be pinned on the communication between Abbot Manjushri and the Immortal King who has traveled through the long river of time.

Hearing Song Ziyu's question, Abbot Manjushri shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Master Song, I'm very sorry, since the Immortal King's Dharma Transformation was destroyed, we no longer have a way to communicate with his old man, and this attempt is the same...... I'm so sorry."

Song Ziyu sighed, then got up and said goodbye to the abbot.

Slowly walking out of the Buddhist hall, a little Lori with pigtails staggered to Song Ziyu's feet, hugged Song Ziyu's calves.

"Daddy, Daddy, why did you come out?"

Little Lori shouted crisply.

Song Ziyu hugged the little Lori in her arms, and then rubbed the little girl's face with the beard on her face, and rubbed the little Lori to the point of wow.

"Daddy hates it, Daddy is bad...... Woo."

Little Lori grabbed Song Ziyu's chest with a small fist.

Song Ziyu laughed: "The fist strength of early summer is very strong, hahaha."

Walking out of the temple with her daughter in her arms, a group of attendants were already waiting.

As Song Ziyu's chief of guard, Zhang Dahu stepped forward to ask for instructions: "Lord of the City, I received an urgent secret message a few days ago, from the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance......

"Just let Gongsun Wan'er approve it, you don't have to ask me about this kind of trivial matter."

Song Ziyu said.

Zhang Dahu's face was embarrassed: "This is transferred from Miss Gongsun Wan'er, Miss said that the stakes are very high, and she can't be the master."

"Oh? What happened?"

Song Ziyu asked.