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Chapter 1835 Population Soaring

"A meteor swarm appears 50 kilometers ahead, and an impact is predicted to occur in a few minutes!"

"Predict impact damage!"

"The impact will cause slight damage to the aircraft carrier's armor and slightly derail it!"

"Please tell me the countermeasures plan!"

"Information uploaded successfully!"

...

In the control cabin of the Nuwa, hundreds of rats in space uniforms were busy in front of the screen.

"Report!" A mouse with slightly earthy fur came to Nuwa's virtual image, "Information on the obstacles ahead has been uploaded, please give instructions!"

"Hmm~" Nuwa sat on Jia Zhengjin's captain's chair, crossing her legs and nodding, "Use the annihilation cannon to clear the obstacles."

"Yes!" The mouse immediately turned around, "Use the annihilation cannon to destroy the meteor swarm!"

"Use the annihilation cannon to destroy the meteor swarm!!" The other mice conveyed the order and acted quickly in front of the computer.

In fact, Nuwa can do all these tasks herself in a few seconds.

But now she is also enjoying giving orders.

It's like even though it's just a bunch of data and there is no behavioral problem at all, she still imitates Jia Zhengjin and sits on the chair.

The mice acted quickly and completed the complex program settings within a few minutes. The Nuwa sprayed out extremely powerful energy, passing through the starry sky in an instant, covering the increasingly approaching meteors.

When the light passed, the dangerous meteor group disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Report! The meteor swarm has been successfully eliminated, and the obstacles have been eliminated!" The mouse turned and returned to Nuwa.

"Very good! Keep sailing and you will arrive at your destination in about a few hours." Nuwa stood up, "After more than three hundred years, it's time to wake up Keen."

"Are we finally awakening the legendary captain?" The mouse standing in front of Nuwa was very excited. "I heard that my great grandfather said that he boarded this aircraft carrier when he was young, and the captain fell asleep at that time. After more than three hundred years

Year, can our generation actually see the captain come out?"

"Are you very excited?" Nuwa smiled lightly.

"Of course!" Mouse was excited, "When I was very young, my father once told me that Lord Keen is the true master of this aircraft carrier. It is said that even the gods are not his opponents, and he is the strongest person with the ability to live forever.

exist."

"Almost!" Nuwa said, "We are about to arrive in the new world. Let all the Moss tribe get ready."

"Yes!" The mouse quickly stood at attention, "Can we finally end space travel?"

"Almost!" Nuwa turned around and disappeared.

"Cheer up!" Mouse ordered loudly to the other companions, "Soon we will be able to fulfill the dream of the older generation and enter the planet suitable for survival recorded in the book! In the past, we could only see it in books and videos.

Our generation is lucky to be able to hit the real ground right away!”

These Moss mice are the descendants of the gray mice that Jia Zhengjin originally brought here.

Old Moss and the gray mouse Zhizhi came up with the necessary resources, and at the same time asked the city for a female Moss tribe to follow voluntarily.

The city lord was also generous and directly gave them three Moss girls.

So the gray mouse Zizzhi enjoyed the blessing of the whole family and gave birth to a large number of children with these three Moss tribesmen.

Old Man Moss died at the end of his life after seven years of space travel, but he had no regrets. After all, he was immersed in the ocean of knowledge for seven years and was extremely satisfied.

Zhizhi also passed away fifty years later, and his wives died of old age one after another in the next ten years.

In order to continue their offspring, Zhizhi's children joined brothers and sisters, and this has continued to this day. From the first four or five Moss tribes, after more than 300 years, they have reached a terrifying population of 4.5 million.

Their gestation period is very short, and they can give birth to 8 to 10 mice every day. This is a relatively restrained situation considering the speed of cultivation of Nuwa's food resources.

Jia Zhengjin fell asleep on the first day of the trip, so he didn't know about it. Otherwise, ethical issues would definitely prevent these Moss mice from inbreeding.

Although it is not a big deal to the Moss, it is taboo in Jia Zhengjin's eyes.

With a Moss population of 4.5 million, Nuwa has already felt the pressure of population expansion, so she has been thinking about how to deal with it, and the New World is the best choice.

These rats have been passed down from generation to generation during space navigation, and they have been educated since childhood with descriptions of the planet's habitats.

Therefore, a planet suitable for survival is a fairy tale-like existence.

Navigating in the vast universe for a lifetime is really not a good thing, it is extremely boring.

Otherwise, Jia Zhengjin does not need to enter a deep sleep and skip this stage directly.

Seeing that she was about to arrive in the new world, Nuwa finally woke up the sleeping Jia Zhengjin.

"Are we almost there? The new world!" This was the first thing Jia Zhengjin said when he opened his eyes.

"Report to Captain, we are only half a day away from our destination!" Nuwa stood in front of him and replied with a smile, "You can get up and prepare to land in the new world immediately!"

"Well!" Jia Zhengjin came out of the sealed cabin and rubbed his temples, "Old Moss... Oh, that's right! It takes more than three hundred years from departure to arrival. Whether it's Old Moss or Gray Mouse

Or his wives, they must have died a long time ago. And only you and me are left..."

"Report Captain! The situation may be different from what you imagine." Nuwa replied with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

"Please take a look!" Nuwa brought up a virtual screen in front of him, which showed countless Moss men and women busy in various areas of the Nuwa, as well as scenes of little Moss playing around.

The densely packed astronomical population is particularly shocking at first glance.

"What happened? Where did they come from?" Jia Zhengjin's eyes widened, "There must be thousands of rats here, right?"

"Report Captain! The current total Moss population within the space aircraft carrier has reached more than 4.5 million, and the habitable space has become saturated..."

"What the hell? 4.5 million?" Jia Zhengjin was startled, "I didn't bring out all the Moss from the previous planet! Did they sneak across?"

Nuwa immediately explained and explained the specific situation.

After learning the truth, Jia Zhengjin's expression became very wonderful.

First of all, the population of the Moss tribe is really terrifying, and with their birth rate, there will be no living space available in a few years. Furthermore, although nearly half of the Moss tribe members are working hard to use Nuwa for food.

The internal facilities are cultivated and raised, but they are gradually unable to withstand the pressure of the population explosion.

Jia Zhengjin does feel awkward about these inbred Moss. In terms of blood relationship, they should not have produced three generations yet, right?

In other words, these 4.5 million rats are basically brothers and sisters of the same generation, and then they form couples with each other. It’s so confusing...

Knowing this, we should have brought more other Moss with us at that time, at least to solve the problem of inbreeding.

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