Chapter 39: Grey Wind: I don't want to call you master anymore. It's a dead life, and the intelligence machine is in crisis!

"Future technology beyond modern times!"

"Construction Printers!"

"Sea of Stars!"

"The future of mankind is the sea of stars!"

At the end of the live broadcast, countless people were amazed.

"My mood is indescribable, I have never felt the future, I have never felt that the stars and seas in the deep space of the universe have ever been so close to me."

On the Gobi Desert.

The staff here are sighing.

Top scientists in the industry.

There were also commanders of the First Army.

They are bip

"Just Became a Galactic Guardian, You Tell Me to Wear the Three-Body Problem" Chapter 39 Gray Wind: I don't want to call you master anymore. It's a dead life, and the intelligence machine is in crisis! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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