The Original Seeker Chapter 702: 3 lives and 3 lives

"It started over there."

At the federal solar observatory, countless people began to get busy.

Since the Federation learned that the White Land had begun a plan to capture the sun decades ago, the corresponding observation department was established.

Even if the Federation has achieved controllable nuclear fusion technology, the lifeblood of energy is no longer in the hands of the sun, and the star that illuminates the entire galaxy is still the center of their attention.

Because when the sun sets, the main force of the Deep Space Fleet sets sail.

In the past few decades, the Federation has digested Mars, Mercury, and Venus seven or eight.

This is digestion in the literal sense. It is not a simple occupation, but a destructive mining, the disappearance of the planet.

All the mineral resources useful to humans have been packed and taken away, and the remaining sand, gravel and **** have not been let go, and they have all become the land of the inner space of the Great Thousand Neck Ship.

……

"Fighting in an environment of 15 million degrees is really crazy."

The observer in space carefully uses his helmet to control the psionic sky survey tunnel mirror.

This behemoth, comparable in size to a skyscraper, can pass through the burning corona at a distance of more than 200 million kilometers and directly observe the interior of the sun.

It is also one of the super weapons of Federal Psionic Technology, in a sense the ultimate mind machine.

If there is no special protective measures, this sky survey tunneling mirror can even "see" the internal structure of the earth's core all the way in low-Earth orbit, and then generate the corresponding three-dimensional model.

"One, two, three, four, five, five groups of mosaics, there are five seventh orders on the solar battlefield."

High-ranking monks have extremely keen senses, and can easily perceive other people's gaze.

Up to the level of seventh-order immortals, ordinary people who simply look directly at their bodies may also be contaminated with spirits, and be invisibly brainwashed into family members or lunatics.

So in order to protect relatively weak observers, the operating system of the tunneling mirror will automatically code some existences that may hurt their spirits, and encrypt the original observation records, allowing only high-level monks to watch them.

In the age of psionics, looking around is also risky.

"Fighting four in one, this battle must be very exciting."

"Did you ignore the billions of suns and stars under the four mosaics..."

"Except for the four mosaics, the others are all cannon fodder. What should I care about."

"The problem is that these cannon fodder can kill both of us ten times..."

"..."

Tian was suddenly chatted to death.

In the huge federation, they are just two humble ordinary people. After more than ten years of hard study, plus nearly five years of space adaptation training, they got a person who became a Psionic Sky Survey Tunnel Observer. opportunity.

This is not a comfortable job, because you need to stay in space for a long time, there is no contact with society, and there is no chance to go home.

A few companions came and went.

After a long time, mental problems are prone to problems, and problems such as social difficulties can easily occur.

The only advantage is the high salary.

In this year of working in space, they can get an income equivalent to the average salary of a second-tier cultivator in the Federation-enough for the living expenses of an ordinary family for almost ten years.

"Send the encrypted original record to the host computer room of leader zero."

"Yes!"

……

"Hey." Bai Mo, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly felt his body sank, and his thinking was hit by a force. Even the four black wings that he stretched out to suppress several celestial spirits were affected. The spirits struggled a bit.

"Someone is going to be immortal again?" This feeling is not unfamiliar to Bai Mo, and he has experienced it many times before.

As the creator of the true spirit barrier, the method of escaping from Taoism, Bai Mo has suffered revenge in a certain sense. For every more monk who borrows this way to ascend to the immortal, his Taoism increases by an extra point.

But Bai Mo doesn't regret it, because this is his path of silent resistance.

Following a certain connection, Bai Mo's sight extended all the way to the wild world...

Fifty years have passed, the wild world has long been vicissitudes of life, and the efforts of thousands of people who have traveled have brought the brilliance of industrialization and modernization to this plane that was once intoxicated by the "golden age".

Cities have risen from the ground. The wilderness that was originally filled with monsters and ghosts has been ploughed over and over again by hunters from all walks of life. The blood-spattered wasteland has turned into ten thousand acres of fertile land.

People in this world have long been accustomed to having a "sacred court" above.

Every year, there will be a very small number of lucky people who are selected as the reserve of the God Court, and in these reserves, there will be a few super lucky people who will be absorbed into the God Court, which is the interior of the Ark.

But the other end of the line connecting Baimo is not in those new big cities, but in a remote village.

"The third life...Three years and three years, my old lady has waited for more than 30 years!" A certain pink jade girl said to herself while chopping firewood boredly~IndoMTL.com~ Talk to yourself.

Although her complaint is not small at all, the few adults less than ten meters away from her seem to have not heard it.

The one who is chopping wood is the thousand-year-old loli and the raining. As the first group of extraordinary people with awakening abilities since the Age of the Autumn of the Spirit River, her true age has already passed one hundred.

In order to wait for her lover Yunjie, who was returning to the ferry, she came to the wild world and waited for fifty years.

During the period, the waiting Yun Jie died twice. One was when he ran out to collect his clothes and was struck by thunder in a rainstorm, and the other was when he was tripped by a stone on the road. When he fell, he hit his head and killed him.

Without time to save the rain twice, Yun Jie died before awakening, so this was his third rebirth.

Generally, the cultivators who have completed the sixth-order consummation and tried to ferry the rebirth can support reincarnation at most once, and the second reincarnation will dissipate. The true death is the kind of silent death.

But Yun Jie, a genius, is obviously different from ordinary people. He can reincarnate one more time, although it is only one more time. This is his last chance.

Gradually figured out these regular rains, in order to prevent death from taking away his lover, by modifying the memories of everyone in the village, she became the sister of Yun Jie's identity in this life, and silently protected him day and night.

This process is undoubtedly extremely difficult. It is impossible to tell the truth, but also to protect the target. What's more uncomfortable is that I don’t know how long it will take...

Maybe the other party has lived a whole life in peace, and has not awakened his true self until he died, leaving the protector to toss for decades.

……

"Are you still waiting?" A projection of Bai Mo, following this Ruoyouruowu connection, appeared like a ghost in the rainy yard.

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