Chapter 1005

The Death Star of the observer disappears in the night, and the stars in the sky seem to dare to come out. The fog is still not completely cleared, the scattered monsters are still wandering around, and Zhao Mai's ice zombies are basically exhausted. Fog, night and the threat of monsters, no one in the town dare to turn on the lights. They huddled at home, praying, hiding, shivering. The night was very dark, so the stars in the sky were very bright.

Zhao Mai lies on the grass and looks up at the stars. The bright sea of stars can always bring him endless reverie. On earth, perhaps only human beings will sigh at night to the starry sky, lament the vastness of the universe and their own insignificance, and infinite imagination will burst out at that time. Only when you curl up, keep a low profile, and be quiet, will you think. When you swell up, you will only yell and fight.

Colonel Steele was shouting about the fight, and Alessio was thinking about sneak attacks. On the one hand, it is to protect the country and drive away the soldiers from the nail families; on the other hand, it is to save the little boy from suffering in his cell. However, on the one hand, they are communists, power discriminators and self righteous maniacs; on the other hand, they are unstable elements who threaten to detonate Mount Vesuvius and recreate the tragedy of Pompeii.

Everyone is made up of different sides. In the eyes of different people, they have different images. Why not? Druids, psychics, Z worms, Dragon Kings, lords, fathers to be, and in the eyes of the observer. Zhao Mai finds that the situation he is facing is more and more complex, and it is more and more difficult to balance the needs of all aspects. Originally, he thought that "maintaining the status quo and maintaining the situation" was very simple, but now he gradually understood that stability is the most difficult skill to master, and it is too simple to mess up and fight.

"I hope we don't get there." Although Zhao Mai has such an idea, he also knows that it is difficult to realize it. The world does not depend on human will. In 1927, the earth was in a year of constant sliding towards world war. Conspirators, careerists and maniacs occupied high positions one after another and began to spread their followers and grab the capital of war. The fighting power of justice has just been born. Although it is tenacious and full of hope, it is still too weak to be familiar with and accepted by others, and it is difficult to gain a firm foothold.

With the help of death star, the situation is even more difficult. When the whole world becomes more and more dark, it's hard to light a spark from this environment. However, which revolutionary did not struggle out of hardship, without the spirit of "thousands of rivers and mountains are just idle" and the action of sticking to the end, how could he survive in adversity?

Hope for the best, try your best, keep the best attitude and prepare for the worst. Although Zhao Mai sat still on the hillside, he had already moved. Z-bug is expanding on the largest planet in the solar system, regardless of cost and sacrifice, just for the fastest speed. Zhao Mai ordered them to prepare the basic ecological environment. As soon as the blue crystal arrives, it can be put into use immediately, with explosive growth.

After Z insect was unloaded, some special species evolved in special environment began to integrate their own "experience" into the whole community, continuously improving the adaptability and fighting level of the population. Under Zhao Mai's control, the incubator also made corresponding adjustments, and was well prepared for both quantity and quality.

Because of the fact that Xizang has not been spread out and Legionella still needs time to grow, only a few of the Z worms that first landed in the solar system can survive. Their original plan was to come to the earth, and now they will pave the way for the latecomers with their own bodies. However, all Z worms are one. Xirang and tiaogou can transform into each other in essence. If this kind of extreme collectivism is used properly, the power that erupts is very terrible. Of course, if not used properly, the speed of self destruction is also terrible.

In fact, Death Star is also a mixture of extreme collectivism and centralization in some aspects. Every bionic monster exists for the same purpose and for the benefit of death star. They use their bodies to support those electronic components, which is their only purpose. Zhao Mai recovered a lot of parts from the corpse pile to see what level the observer was on the road. He was surprised to find that many parts have obvious biological characteristics, which can be directly combined with life. Zhao Mai speculates that it is very likely that the Death Star hopes to improve itself in the way of biological evolution, and it is obvious that he has made a lot of attempts in this regard.

"There must be a higher level, a higher degree of evolution of the version, wait and see." Zhao Mai lay on the hillside and arranged everything outside, which was equivalent to putting the pieces in place. On the surface, he looks relaxed, and his kung fu is used in places that others can't see.

And no one else was idle. In the end, the village did not seek Zhao Mai's help. Five people left the village at night. It was obvious that they were going to the direction of the barracks. Apart from wishing them a smooth journey, what else can Zhao Mai say?

The fog slowly dissipated, and there was no effect at dawn the next day. Under the organization of the police and firefighters, the residents of the city took to the streets and began to clean up the city. They used all kinds of weapons in their hands to kill the bionic monster, and also to eradicate Zhao Mai's ghost. Because the ghouls were strictly ordered not to attack humans, they would not resist, and even gladly welcome death again. One car after another was used to transport the bodies. The remains of the residents were placed separately, and the rest were thrown into the fire. The second body burning pile was ablaze with smoke, and the whole city was immersed in grief and choking smoke.There is a question in people's minds: "who should be responsible for this." The powers became the best targets of criticism, as happened many times in history, Gypsies, Jews, witches. The remains have not yet been completely buried, the body's fire is still burning, and the first wave of protestors have been crying out to march toward the village of the psionic.

Quarrels are bound to happen, but fortunately this time there is no greater conflict. The powers try to show that monsters have nothing to do with them, but they can't explain why they haven't been attacked. "We all suffer, why are you good?" becomes a kind of guilt, even more terrible than the original sin of having powers.

Everyone is a sinner. He was born to atone for his life. This kind of thought naturally extends to "you are not atoning like me. Of course, sinners have to be punished, or even destroyed. ". After the first wave of sad residents left, a second group came soon. The third group was the police investigating the situation, and the fourth group was the government officials who asked the village to pay to solve the city's problems.

The fifth group is the media, hoping to get first-hand coverage of the fog and monsters. The sixth group were politicians who followed the action of the newspaper, and various slogans appeared. Zhao Mai watched them wave by wave, and also watched the people in the psionic village gradually run out of patience. In order to avoid the influence of the death star's light on the body, the powers hide under the roof. As a result, they are guilty of "being ashamed to face the public".

Yes, it has been assumed that human nature is evil and the powers are guilty. With the guidance of ulterior motives, how can the relationship between the local people and these powers not get worse and worse? How can they not slide into chaos? These powers hide in the mountains and live in the broken tin houses. They don't have enough food and clothing. Isn't it because they were forced to leave their homes at first? If it wasn't for the Death Star hanging high in the sky and the corpse burning in the city, Zhao Mai believed that he would see a battle that day.

At night again, the residents went back, but none of the five people who went to the barracks came back.

It was on this day that blue crystals the size of a basketball court arrived in the solar system.