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Chapter 755: The Slope of Life (Part 2)

 A strong wind was blowing on the south ridge of the three spires, causing the iconic wind impeller to continue to tremble and rotate, as if it was going to topple over the cliff at the next moment, but it never fell.

The blood demon was a little irritated. He waved away the "roots" that almost hit him and waited for the call to be connected.

Fortunately, despite the long wait, he finally got through. No matter what happened there, he immediately shouted against the roaring wind:

"I said, isn't this tone too high?

"I originally thought you could take me flying, but I ended up doing it for a long time. I just wanted to turn everyone into cement pillars. Who can bear this... Hey, where are you?"

The environment on the opposite side seems to be quite complicated, with constant noises, like rumbling thunder or explosions, and a female voice. The voice is obviously clear, but the specific words are not clear.

After a second or two, the other side responded: "Are you talking about the speech in the internal forum? The part about the Slope of Life?"

"Who else could it be?"

The blood demon turned around. He walked far away on the Sky Ridge and kept a certain distance from everyone else, but he knew very well that someone was definitely listening to the call at this time.

Moreover, these people will definitely use the results of this monitoring as a basis for future decisions.

He didn't want to make this call, at least not at this moment. But the current situation, his own position and even the persona he has managed for many years forced him to show his attitude.

At least give yourself a buffer.

The other person unhurriedly confirmed again, but the adolescent drake voice did not match the overall rhythm, and was somewhat weird: "It's about the positioning of the strong and the weak. Are you bringing in the strong or the weak?"

"Of course I am...I didn't bring it in, I just discussed the matter."

The blood demon subconsciously gave himself a layer of "neutral" protection, but soon found it boring and complained: "Is it interesting to work on the relative concept now? Judging from the tone of your words, it must be filled with extraordinary species, at least around me

This is how everyone in this circle understands it.

"I said, you are already in this position, and it is a sensitive period. You should consider the impact of your words. Don't just fill in people at every turn, Boss Luo!"

The background noise on the opposite side dropped slightly, and Ronan's voice became clearer: "I never said the word 'fill in', I just said 'support'"

' and 'maintain'."

The blood demon couldn't wait: "Then let me explain it to everyone..."

But the other person smiled again: "Of course, it goes without saying that in this process, there will definitely be many people who will 'fill in' as you understand it, maybe including you, including me... But you are unlikely,

All we can say is 'probable'."

"I said, is it appropriate for you to say that?" The blood demon was very happy, and the stick clearly hit his head, "Even if I am optimistic by nature, I can't stop you from raising flags like this... Do you want to consider it again?"

explain?"

"Yeah, sure." Ronan said obediently, "I'm actually talking about the 'distribution' process of a genetic racial group."

The blood demon scratched his head, feeling that he didn't even need to be demonized in his appearance, and had the tendency to turn into a husky:

"ha?"

"I remember I released the skill tree of 'True Chuanke'. It must have this subject on it."

This blood demon was somewhat impressed: "So?"

"So, the 'fabrication' process of a genetic racial group is like this: it needs to build a long, moderately sloped, upward road, that is, the 'slope of life', in order to break through the natural limitations imprinted in the genes.

——Is this understandable?”

The blood demon grinned: "Probably, it means opening the 'gene lock'. Many people have been boasting about this in recent years. But now that it comes to the genetic level, I don't understand it even more. This has nothing to do with me being cursed."

'What does it matter?"

As he said that, the blood demon turned his head and looked at the other people who were still lingering on the Sky Ridge. His voice was lowered, almost as if he was gritting his teeth: "As humans have advanced further, can the problem be solved by putting me on the dissecting table? Now, let's put it on the dissecting table."

Once all these extraordinary species have filled in the pits, will they be able to find the path?"

"Obviously not."

Ronan seemed to be laughing, but also seemed to be sighing: "How can 'Bulfa' be so simple? The entire process must take into account the life span of the individual and the reproduction of the population; to match the most common environment in the universe, appropriate

Raise standards and expand the scope more effectively; it is generally future-oriented, but the future is unknown, so it requires flexibility that can be continuously revised.

"Of course, we can ignore the issue of 'flexibility' first, which must be backed by the foundation of a super civilization before we can have enough energy to consider it; we can also first consider 'matching the cosmic environment'... or at least 'raise the standard'

Let's put them down first. This is a task in the actual contact stage. But even the previous ones are too difficult to properly solve.

"The task at this stage is to build a 'slope of life' before the human species is destroyed. The most important thing is not who to pour into a cement pillar, nor who to sacrifice, nor who to sacrifice. Everything is just

It’s about the ‘slope’.”

"Slope?" The blood demon's thoughts were taken away by Ronan, and he subconsciously asked.

"Yes, slope."

Ronan's drake voice is still the same, but the blood demon has basically ignored this element.

"The 'slope of life' is actually the process of 'distribution' of the population, and its progress curve cannot be too flat or too steep.

“The slope is flat, the development is weak, and it has been unable to produce strong people and pioneers who can verify the ‘Bufa’ structure. Basically, it will be difficult to survive the erosion of the torrent of time;

"The slope is steep, and those who are eager for quick success and quick gains will not be able to accumulate enough for the strong and pioneers. Without forming a more reliable plan, they will rush to rush through the barriers, and they will soon be exhausted, and they will be unable to succeed, and still cannot form a solution suitable for the entire population.

'Public version architecture'.

“The ‘slope’ is so important, so even the epoch-making powerhouses and pioneers need to appear at the right time and at the right node in order to play the role of ‘support’. Being ahead of schedule or falling behind is meaningless.

“As for who will be ‘filled in’ at that time, it is not decided by me, you or others, but by this long climbing era, sifting out layer by layer from generation to generation.

"What we need to do is to make the process planning as reasonable as possible, neither flat nor steep, and effectively record every key node in the process, so that every time, everyone's 'fill-in' can demonstrate its value.

.”

While listening, the blood demon stared at the sky with three spiers. Lord Baifeng's "roots" invaded his field of vision from time to time and disturbed him, but in fact they were no better than the confusion caused by his own.

Ronan talked a lot, the amount of information was huge, and the hidden background was even more profound, but in fact, the great blood demon

You can probably understand what Ronan is talking about.

It seems that people at a certain level now basically know...at least they can guess that the "earth god" was born, and what supported him was probably the knowledge system of some "extraterrestrial civilization"

.

Just like people at this level guessed that Li Wei was like that.

What Ronan was thinking and saying at this time was that perhaps only by casting his sights on the vast universe and facing the boundless sea of ​​stars could he have such a specific design, as well as the courage and means to implement it.

However, this is too far...

Or maybe the starry sky in their speculation is actually very close to them?

The blood demon was glad that it was daytime now and he would not fall into the boundless starry sky. He tried hard to return to reality and laughed hard:

"You always say it's long, it's long. How do you mean it's long? Say it, and it will give people an idea!"

"My current estimate of the construction plan for the 'Slope of Life' is approximately between one hundred and one hundred and fifty years. Well, it is exactly a 'hundred-year sequence' cycle."

The blood demon almost asked what the "hundred-year sequence" was, but he finally held back and kept the topic on track: "It looks like a big plan. But have you ever considered that there is no one on this planet who thinks like you do?"

There are very few people who care about things a hundred or even fifteen years from now. Everyone has other things in mind. To put it bluntly, everyone has selfish motives..."

At this point, the blood demon still felt that what he said was not clear enough, so he continued: "Boss Luo, look, you have said so much, and you are talking about 'era screening', but in the final analysis, what is this 'fabrication method'?"

', what's the 'Slope of Life', oh, and the tens of billions plan you mentioned before, probably also included in this list.

"This kind of grand initiative to change the direction of the entire era is still yours. It is up to you to decide the future direction and destiny of this planet - I am not saying that you are not qualified. It was Levi in ​​the first fifty years, and now it is you.

There is nothing wrong with you. However, you should have heard that sentence, the initiator..."

"Is there any consequences?" Ronan was very cooperative.

"What I mean is, if everyone... well, among the extraordinary species at this stage, there are one or a few who are just stuck in the node and have been filtered out by the 'era'. Do you want to 'fill in'?????

????????????Go in and be used as a pawn. No matter what the details of the process are, their grievances are definitely still directed at you."

As he said that, the blood demon turned back again to look at the people on the Sky Ridge. Several of them were also casting unpredictable looks at him.

Xue Yaoliang gave them a middle finger, turned around and continued: "In the same way, in the next one hundred or fifty years, all the people who are selected will probably hate this era, but the first definite target of hatred will be

, it’s still you!”

Ronan seemed to be smiling: "Do you hate it?"

The blood demon wished he could reach out and grab his neck: "I know you don't care, and you have the right to not care. In your eyes, there are always big plans of one hundred or one hundred and fifty years. But the problem now is, between you and the Deep Blue World

The conflict over there is about to break out!

"At this time, the first thing is to seize the time to gain strength, okay? To put it in the most realistic terms, the camp is always more important than the principle. If we lose, how can we have a future now?"

The blood demon had spoken with all his heart and soul to this point, but he still didn't get a clear response from Ronan, so he could only sigh and try his best to hold on:

"I still want to remind you that the stall you are setting up now is really too big. Since the summit meeting, there has been basically no time to calm down. Currently on earth, you are indeed launching a full-scale offensive against Levi, and no one will do it on the surface.

Against your will, but..."

Ronan interrupted him: "The purpose of taking the position in front of other people's doors and playing tricks for a while is to set conditions and negotiate prices in the future. It's not about going to the sword - you taught me, I remember."

The blood demon was obviously stunned for a few seconds: "You remember! So..."

"So, where does this go?"

Although Ronan has a male duck voice, his expression is clear and clear from beginning to end: "I made a lot of aggressive moves, but I don't think I gained depth from them. Because Levi hasn't really made a move yet, once he

If you take action, the situation may turn around immediately.

"I don't think this has stepped on everyone's bottom line, because until now, many people have not done anything and have not stepped on thunder. They don't know the real situation they are facing. Once it gets to that point, many people

People will think about it from another angle."

The blood demon blurted out: "You mean the tiger?"

Ronan laughed: "It seems that everyone knows it well."

The blood demon couldn't laugh. He felt that Ronan was unimaginably tough. This wasn't about killing a few people and shouting a few slogans - it was about having clear strategic goals, measures to achieve them, and vows not to achieve them.

Determination to never give up and solid execution ability.

When a person who engages in cutting-edge theory walks out of the laboratory and becomes an engineer, and must immediately implement his theoretical results, things become more terrifying.

However, at this time, Ronan still preferred to talk about some theoretical issues: "You said that everyone only cares about the present, but I don't think so. Now, the initial 'gentle slope' has not been built yet, so everyone is thinking about how to build the 'steep slope'

, you can see quite far - in fact, I thought you would be very nervous about the issue of 'slope' and level."

"What's the meaning?"

"A low slope means slow progress. If that happens, many people in 'everyone' may not be able to survive until they are poured into cement pillars, well, including you."

"Bah, bah, bah, I've already reached this level. It's no problem to live a long life."

"Really? Who said that I don't know what I'll be like in ten or twenty years?"

"..."

"How about you point me to a hundred-year-old extraordinary species?"

The blood demon became angry for a moment: "Aren't you using strong words? How long has it been since the era of distortion began? How long has it been since everyone has been exposed to extraordinary power? How can it be so easy to become a hundred-year-old extraordinary species? Oh, there are a few who are about to reach the age.

And I asked you to kill one."

He was talking about Gong Qi.

Ronan ignored this: "I just want to say that the combination of the high-energy environment, the distorted environment and the path planned for you by instructor Li Wei, whether it is the external environment or internal logic, is not enough to support you."

, and even the human population on this planet for too long.”

The blood demon was silent for a few seconds. Surprisingly, he had no doubts and only said: "Is this the result of your research?"

"Um."

"Then how long do you mean by 'too long'? Seventy years, fifty years?"

Blood Demon is basically Naronan

The upper limit of the "Century Plan" was cut in half, but there was no definite response.

"I don't know." Ronan said frankly, "The specific number of years needs to be evaluated based on the local time and space, the fog maze, the deep blue world, and Levi's plans and actions. That's why I hope everyone will go on an adventure together to figure out the situation.

Be clearer."

The blood demon muttered: "Your reason is not convincing at all."

"Then let's wait and see."

At this point, everything that should be said and should not be said has been said, and the blood demon has no strength to continue to talk earnestly, so he can only buffer it first:

"Well, everyone is very curious about what exactly you are doing now."

Ronan also simply responded: "Prepare some equipment and vehicles for expeditions."

"vehicle?"

"The expedition is expected to take a long time...can you stay in the fog maze for a long time?"

The blood demon scratched his head: "I haven't tried this yet. It is said to be quite laborious? You can even prepare special vehicles. It seems that you really want to dig something out of them... But I still have to say, that shabby slogan of yours

, making this 'adventure' full of variables."

Ronan no longer paid attention to the "slogans" and "tones", and only said: "The vehicle is still undergoing final testing, probably today. I will send you the structure of the vehicle.

"The mental side should be fine, mainly the physical side. Each situation is different. We have to see if it can be put together and whether it is comfortable to use. If you are familiar with it, you can send a few more and give me feedback."

After chatting for a few more words, the blood demon hung up the communication angrily after failing to achieve its goal.

Without the interference of the local time and space signal, Ronan raised his head, stared at the dim and damaged steel corridor in front of him, held on to the broken wall, and continued to walk forward slowly.

Aunt Kui's voice continued to linger in her ears, constantly reminding her of the status of relevant areas and the battle damage of multiple monitoring targets.

The pure Tianyuan lingua franca brought Ronan back to that unique dream in a trance. But at this moment, the reserved and enthusiastic young gentleman was no longer around him - that Liang Lu had most likely turned into a mist maze.

A part of the endless sand and dust in the sky, accompanying the sun wheel, endlessly rotating.

So, what is the relay station in the dream?

Is it the memory of his youth that was specially stripped out?

Is it a virtual classroom to guide possible inheritors on earth?

Or are the remaining fragments slightly connected to the current world?

Ronan didn't want to get to the bottom of this issue. He just chewed on the knowledge and memories obtained at the relay station bit by bit. He integrated the gains at that time with the background of the new knowledge, trying to discover more things that might have been ignored.

detail.

At present, he has not made any breakthrough progress. He just makes his current area - the "base" in the center of the "battlefield time and space" that he "rubbed" with his hands deep in the mist maze - more and more similar to the relay station in his dream.

The closer it is.

Restoring the "relay station" base in his dream was originally his obsessive wish in the process of "rubbing time and space."

Now this obsession is being transformed into reality bit by bit - at least it's getting started gradually.

In addition to the recent improvement in Tianyuan's cultural classes, a considerable part of the reason is the return of "Aunt Kui", which has greatly improved the ability to query and integrate external neuron data.

Ronan has even begun to build the "honeycomb" structure in the core area of ​​the base, basically completing its complex space-time structure that connects local time and space and spatial faults.

Of course, this is also the reason why "battlefield time and space" is easier to work with.

The next step is to slowly restore more than 40,000 "worker bee grid" modules and the hundreds of functional areas they are spliced ​​together, as well as the complex pipe network that runs through the entire base, allowing the "relay station" to regain the brain of "Aunt Kui"

After that, the heart, blood supply, and nervous system were rebuilt.

This is undoubtedly a big project.

Even if Ronan is almost an omnipotent creator in the "battlefield space and time", even with the support of "Aunt Kui" and almost all the relevant information, it is not easy to complete the reconstruction and construction.

What's more, this can only be regarded as a "little entertainment" for Ronan after his intense work, and it is impossible to spend too much time on it; sometimes there are mistakes in the template construction of "Battlefield Time and Space", and all must be smashed without mercy...

If you do this over and over again, don't expect too much progress.

Anyway, Ronan is happy to study here and strive for excellence.

At this time, Ronan had arrived at the "forward position" of the base. His eyes first passed over several severely damaged permanent infrastructure modules around him, and then he turned to the desolate wilderness ahead.

The fierce and chaotic battle continues.

The fighting machines in the base, the monsters and aliens wandering in the wasteland, the cloud platform reflected in the magneto-optical mica in the sky, and the mass-produced suture monsters all the time, conquer each other and fight endlessly.

Use their battles to detect all possible weaknesses and hidden wounds in "battlefield time and space", and also test each other's strength and rationality.

When there are no hunting missions, this is basically how "battlefield time and space" works. However, as Ronan continues to "fiddle", there have been new changes recently.

In the dark clouds, figures shrouded in dazzling light descended from the sky.

The brilliant light seemed to have liquefied, forming a physical armor outside the person. However, the current situation did not seem to reflect the defensive capabilities of the armor. Just the bright light that burst out from it was extremely sharp and invincible.

.

Whether it is a combat machine blessed by the "war field", a cluster of suture monsters made of magneto-optical mica, or those monsters and aliens contaminated by the remnants of the strong field in the fog maze, if it is stained, it will basically be pierced, burned, and melted instantly.

, there is almost no enemy.

So much so that a tester who had just returned from the dark clouds had to make a long circle to get to Ronan's location.

The vehicle that Snake Whisper was riding disintegrated almost as soon as it landed, turning into smoke like gray mist, lingering around the body, and then being retracted into the veil of silence one after another.

This is her unique application method for the vehicle, which also reflects the good adaptability and plasticity of the vehicle.

Ronan glanced at her: "Apollyon hasn't arrived yet?"

Snake Whisper still adhered to the polite but distant etiquette, bowing to greet Ronan before replying: "Mr. Apollyon is probably a little far away."

After saying that, she turned to look at the area where the sun seemed to be falling, and couldn't help but admire softly:

"Is this the true god's battle mode?"

[This chapter has six thousand words, so it can be considered an extra chapter.

Thanks to the Crazy Thursday Weight Loss Failure Alliance for supporting me (1/3).

There are currently more updates for Dameng (11/21)]


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