"Girl, what is it that you can't let go of like this?" He was curious about the other party's injuries.

The war-damaged daughter, beautiful is beautiful, but she has a different temperament, she is dressed in armor and sharp, even if she is inferior, but she still tries to win, just don't move, her eyes are hanging on the distant mountains, the breeze is slow, she uses time to wash her soul.

I can't read it, her nameless attachment has been carved into the flesh and blood, in the direction where all things grow, maybe there will really be a fragrance;

I haven't seen spring in a long time.

This is Vault Thirteen, it also has a name, it is called the Sequence of Hours, it is the meeting point of all the eternal temples in the universe of possibilities, here are all the secrets in the script, except for the main sequence star temple, it is the most precious treasure, because all accidents are caused by it, and all the years are recorded by it.

Right now, there are several big people coming back and forth in Vault Thirteen, they are here to investigate the [Chalk Incident], and the space-time sequence that needs to be retrieved is in the Prajna Universe, and the Crab Clan, they have 500 million years in it.

Copies, did you record the truth?

The girl played the bamboo flute in the yellow sand, and at this moment, she raised the suffering of the world, and the sun that was carried away by the hesitation, gathered all her light, and here, the paradise she had built, and at its harbor, a boat was stopped.

She opened her eyes and saw the moon, which grew gentler and softer, and without thinking she loved the one it illuminated.

Now, not only here, but also the crow sacrifice in the distance is also out of sight in the fog: He is now eating a small cookie in the park, and He is the only one sitting on the bench.

His presence was scarce on this labor day, and many young women, governesses, and personal doctors turned their gaze away, and behind them the maids pushed the cradles of the noble babies with flattering smiles on their faces.

When did the weak middle class dare to hire nannies to assert their social status?

They could not come up with anything but "wages in line with the market economy" and dared to leave their children in the care of strange working women.

Maids are family members who wander outside the master's house, they are familiar strangers, they are the same as wet nurses, housekeepers, chauffeurs, and bodyguards, not the product of economic production, but the appendages of power, so the light element quickly sees curiosity and kindness in the eyes of these noble ladies.

The more developed the countryside, the higher the status of the aristocracy, rather than the unstable status of the generation, and the need to suppress the neighbors, and use intimidation and high-pressure coercion to survive their own safety range.

The crow sacrifice was calm, and did not behave differently than before, many young noble ladies looked at it and whispered, it might as well be bold, and dare to say hello, youthful and energetic.

The map in the light element's hand is very detailed.

The place where He came was in the small town of the North, and at this moment, reading is helping Him analyze the data:

"I have forgotten who I am, but I remember the order to bring me to the Cavity of Yaf, to prepare for the rescue work, number: mdY-.

"I couldn't make a sound, for long periods of time I was silent in the emptiest and darkest part of space, a little more conscious than a stone, and the only thing I could control was to wait, wait for a miracle, or wait for a catastrophe.

"Finally, I was found, and they surrounded me and started a war, and at most three different life chapters and up to a dozen civilizations appeared in my body at the same time, and they were curious to study my construction, ecstatic.

They called me a spaceship and began to describe me:

"A sphere with a diameter of 50,000 kilometers and a shell surface area of about 8 billion square kilometers can theoretically hold an area of 20 trillion cubic kilometers.

"I don't know what the numbers mean, there's no point of contrast, and the whole void seems to be the only observable object like me, and it's no wonder they're so crazy about me in a tug-of-war, like a single tree in the ocean.

"My consciousness has been born for a long time, but in this long time, I have been waiting, not knowing the antecedents, unable to intervene in the consequences. I've been learning when these civilizations have arrived, and that's what I can do now besides waiting for the future – memories.

"The first civilization that established a base in my body was called [SEG], and the language system I use today also comes from it.

"When they started exploring my interior, they were amazed by my building materials:

"At the beginning of the war, they discovered that I was indestructible, but under such strong competitive pressure, it was difficult to study me, even a thousand years after SEG established his supremacy, and they finally came up with my structural theory:

"A kind of chrono material. When I am impacted, the impact force is not just transmitted in three dimensions of space-time, but dispersed into other dimensions. They can't understand my exact construction process yet, and it seems like it's all working together, but it's too terrifying to go beyond their physics model at the moment......"

The element of light is constantly absorbing knowledge:

"I have three independent ecosystems, namely the red world, the chalk world, and the chrono world.

"They call the Red Clay World the Armored Zone, and there are many strange things in it, because the more refugees are attracted by the movement caused by the hollows of Yaf, they are unable to resist more terrible opponents, and they are forced to migrate to the chalk world and start the establishment of civilization.

"Compared with the red clay world, the chalk world is too primitive, for these super five-dimensional lifeforms, it is like drinking to quench their thirst, unable to maintain their own scientific and technological progress and quality of life, and gradually, it has become the exile area of the red clay world.

"Only a few hundred years have passed in the chalk world, and they have begun to explore the world of time and space, and this is the beginning of the nightmare."

was torn.

The light element had a brief understanding of the ship's history, and then opened the administrator's manual he had with him:

[Dear Level 7 Administrator, on behalf of all the inhabitants of the Chrono World, I would like to express my supreme joy at your existence.

[I have reached the end of the road, the one-line connection between the red world and us seems to be chiseled, and we are defenseless in the face of an unknown and powerful opponent.

[The gods have not appeared for a long time, and the news is currently under lockdown.] The fire escape has now been opened, please check one or two, the sixth level of administrative units to offer you the highest respect. 】

Three very simple sentences, but they expose the two major crises facing the current control room civilization.

Although the hidden rules appear, the victory conditions are not clearly stated, and what the light element needs at present is a lot of information, and then constantly test and trigger.

And also......

Ghost fire.

[Void Fire: Something that is burned, can be switched between yin/yang states.] 】

It was a key that could open the treasure house of the Crab Clan, but it was unclear how he would find the target that had been cut by Yin and Yang.

Yes, in the place where no one was there just now, the light element had burned everywhere with the flames in the palm of his hand, but there was no trace of yin and yang transformation, which showed that this place was not the farmland of the crab civilization.

Now that the complete timeline has not been found, it is difficult for the crow priest to string together the information in his hand, and Jin Yuan has not conveyed new information to himself for a long time, and he doesn't know what happened.

The roads on the surface that can reach the control room are four at each corner and fourteen in the central area, for a total of thirty roads. The four routes in the southeast corner are all in the Rhine, two in the cemetery, one in the storeroom of the church, and one in the field.

Although the light element does not reveal its own serial number, it is also a manifestation of identity.

[Son of the Earl of Winter Melon Tea: Chives, Serial Number: 4.]

In the Chrono World, the serial number of the newborn baby is the one with the lowest parent, minus one, so the porter and the connector have no offspring, so the main force of childbirth is ordinary workers.

In the Chrono World, before the age of eleven, they do not participate in the assignment of work, but take the exam uniformly, complete the basic assessment, and obtain floating points (+1), so that the baby with only 1 birth sequence can get eight years of re-learning opportunities.

The system of the control room is so strict, they do not communicate with the outside world, such a closed structure is easy to give birth to dictatorship, there is no chance at the bottom, the only chance to jump up the class is God's choice, which is why God does not appear for too long, which will cause serious consequences.

However, at the moment, ordinary employees do not have much idea, but they want their children to take the test again at the age of 19, after which they will receive a fixed number of points (+1) and become a full member of the distribution system, and then form a new family with others.

Generally speaking, most employees will give birth twice, because the eight years of the second assessment are unified and closed management, otherwise they will be arranged as porters and connectors, and they will be easily rejected by the family unit, and the second child, as long as they are not fools, will not be transferred, which can be regarded as a thought for ordinary employees.

Of course, the second child is too stupid, seven or eight years old to see the clues, in the first child, the management will be merciful, put a little water, this is basically an unspoken rule.

In addition to the ordinary employees who occupy nearly seven floors of the main population, although the serial number of the manufacturing units that account for two floors is 3, their assessment pressure is also great, and the descendants of the manufacturing units on the ninth floor will become ordinary employees, after all, the serial number 2 is the basic disk of the super-space-time world;

Therefore, only the research management unit, or the very high-level core manufacturing unit, can benefit the children and grandchildren, but the serial number of the children is determined by the lower rank of the spouses, and sometimes they are forced to marry some Cinderella;

Of course, it is not appropriate to say much about the interest planning and hierarchy in this, in the control room, only the communicator and the unit of order that exists in the background of God can be unfettered, so the high status of the communicator is not manifested in their authority, and there are also invisible actions:

on the survival of the family.

Just like the family in front of me, it is obviously a senior management unit, married to a communicator with a serial number of 5, so that a child with a serial number of 4 can be born, so that the family will prosper, after all, the serial number is difficult, and it is difficult to buckle.

Their mothers, as the communicators of their predecessors, as the chain of interests is built, how can they allow the juniors to deduct the serial numbers of their children?

Therefore, there is a natural difference between the aristocracy and the magnates, the aristocracy means that people have the power from generation to generation, and the commoners can only imagine the communicators, and the magnates must be treated with courtesy.

It is precisely because of this strength that the maids and nannies will be so respectful and honest in their service, in the final analysis, the power structure behind this is the same as that of Ye Xun's Lingfeng Country, but the hierarchy of the control room is more rigorous.