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Two hundred and thirty-eight newspapers

The system felt as if he was touching the edge of some kind of forbidden land that could not be pried into. The unfathomable feeling made him frightened, but he couldn't resist wanting to find out and pursue those things. Even after a long time, even if

Forgotten, but still buried deep in the hearts of all Blue Stars.

In a sense, the system is not even a life, it is just a tool composed of data.

But when they invented him, the researchers whose ancestors came from Blue Star loaded some emotions into the depths of his data without even noticing it.

Those feelings stem from the ultimate love of all the bloodlines that came out of Blue Star for their home planet.

Perhaps the system itself didn't notice it. Unknowingly, he had already regarded himself as a member of Blue Star.

The system ignored its own data on the verge of collapse and frantically searched for it in the core data.

It was also at this time that the system discovered the truth that had been ignored and deliberately buried.

It turns out that since leaving Blue Star, humans can never go back.

It's as if Blue Star's mother shut out all her children.

It's as if Blue Star never existed.

Human beings did not notice this at the beginning. Human beings who first entered the interstellar world have spent all their energy in order to survive.

Later, after experiencing difficulties and obstacles again and again, and even facing the risk of being exterminated countless times, the humans on the stars finally relied on their indomitable spirit, accumulated bit by bit, and fought desperately, and finally stood firm in the stars.

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It was only then that humans came to their senses and began to think about the problem of their home planet.

It was also at that time that mankind suddenly discovered that it had lost the coordinates of its home star, and could not even find the Milky Way.

In the beginning humans were crazy.

Many people are crazy about returning to their home planet.

But if you can't go back, you can't go back. Countless people died on the way to find their home planet.

At this time, some people with strong mental power who had broken through certain limitations suddenly seemed to have discovered something and slowly fell silent.

Since then, the number of times humans have mentioned Blue Star has begun to decrease.

Slowly, everything on Blue Star seems to have been erased from human memory.

In the end, humans only remember that their ancestors once came from a place called Blue Star.

The system detected a problem from the original record.

Presumably those people with strong mental power must have noticed it at the beginning.

When we were on Blue Star, it was clear that everyone had worked together to defeat the enemies who wanted to colonize Blue Star, and also obtained the invader's spaceship.

Next, as long as we keep calm and slowly digest the technology obtained from the invaders, Blue Star Technology will develop by leaps and bounds.

It won’t be too late to plan to enter the interstellar world by then.

But why at that time, no one seemed to have thought of this. As if they were blinded by something, everyone "learned" how to build a spaceship in a hurry. After that, they exhausted the resources of the solar system and worked together to build several spaceships.

Brought all humans away from Blue Star.

Thinking of this, the data in the system, which was already on the verge of collapse, had a few more cracks.

"Stop thinking about it." As if he noticed something, Zhang Yu stopped him.

Suddenly awakened by Zhang Yu, the system finally broke away from the uncontrollable and crazy state just now.

Looking at the data that he was one step away from collapsing, the system collapsed first. He let out an almost desperate scream in Zhang Yu's head: "What did I just do! Ahhhh!!! Why am I so stupid? I

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Zhang Yu spoke to comfort him for a long time, and finally the system calmed down a bit.

After a long while, the system suddenly said: "Can I take a look at those myths and legends?"

Zhang Yu was stunned. This was not a difficult task. Although he had not found many treasures at scrap collection stations in the past few years, most of the time they were just ordinary books and old newspapers.

But I didn't give up. It wasn't that I was stubborn about finding some treasures. It was just a habit. Every few days, I felt uncomfortable if I didn't go to the scrap station.

Although apart from those two times, I didn't find any more treasures, it doesn't mean I gained nothing at all.

If it were any other place, this might be difficult.

But Jing City is special. It is not only the capital of the last feudal dynasty, but also the capital of the New Dragon Kingdom.

Compared with other places, Beijing has natural advantages in economy and culture.

Take newspaper subscriptions as an example. Although the subscription rate of newspapers in Beijing may not be the first, it is still in the front row among so many cities across the country.

There are individuals and large organizations who subscribe to newspapers. Nowadays, frugality is advocated and frugality is a virtue. At this time, after reading the newspapers, people do not just throw them away like later generations, but collect them carefully.

When these newspapers accumulate to a certain amount, they will be sent to the scrap collection station.

It was also because of this that Zhang Yu found newspapers from many years ago.

At least in the past two years, he has collected almost all the newspapers that Longguo once published.

Some even before the founding of the People's Republic of China, he collected them all.

Among them, what surprised him most was "Shenbao". He actually dug out the newspapers from 1872, when "Shenbao" was first published, and it was a complete set, from 1872 to the end of publication in 1949, with no missing copy.

I don’t know who collected it, but so many years have passed, and apart from the indelible traces of time, those newspapers have not been stained with any stains. The stacks of newspapers have been preserved very well according to the year, and some are even

No creases at all.

I guess the original owner put a lot of thought into it, but now I don't know what happened, and it ended up in a scrap collection station.

In the end, it was easier for him.

All this is thanks to the janitor of the scrap yard.

After the other party learned about Zhang Yu's hobbies, every time he received a newer newspaper, he would keep it for him first.

After he finished picking them, he piled them in a special place.

When enough was accumulated, it was sent to the paper mill, beaten into pulp, and reused. In the end, it was cheaper for him.

In addition to newspapers, Zhang Yu also found a lot of books.

But compared to newspapers, those books are a bit inferior.

Missing pages and missing pages are commonplace, and many of them are almost useless.

However, Zhang Yu had plenty of time, and after careful searching, he finally found many intact books.

He selected some commonly used books that did not violate taboos and placed them outside.

As for the rest, he put them all in the space.

The cabin that was originally used for sleeping has long been filled with books and newspapers.

He also plans to build another one when he has time.


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