After seeing that his space station no longer needed to supplement oxygen and had even achieved food self-sufficiency to a certain extent, Chris decided to launch more space stations to complete a more useful Ring Spaceport!
This huge spaceport can take on some manufacturing functions and can produce parts and other things. It can replenish itself, so that it can more conveniently implement more expansion plans in outer space.
At this time, Chris thought of the moon landing plan from the former Soviet Union. This plan later became the failure of the Soviet Union, but in another direction, it gave mankind infinite possibilities for exploring space.
In its plan to explore the moon, the United States used a one-step method of launching rockets to directly explore the moon. However, the Soviet Union believed that a better way was to build a space station so that it could land on the moon more safely.
Everyone already knows the result. The Americans achieved their victory, while the Soviets could only build the Mir space station with regret, and once reached the forefront of the world in terms of space station technology.
Unfortunately, after the Soviet Union disintegrated, this space station became a swan song until the US-led International Space Station project succeeded Mir, and then China's space station suddenly emerged.
Now, these space station technologies have become something that can be accessed at any time in Chris's mind. And today's Airland Hill space station is much larger than the Mir.
How huge is this huge space station? It is so huge that this space station is already an artificial star. At night, as long as people raise their heads, they can see this huge reflective body hanging in the sky. This is the case every day!
Now, this luminous body is getting longer and longer, and it is almost a straight line visible to the naked eye. It is so huge, so huge that it is unbelievable.
At this moment, huge changes are taking place on the huge space station that is being transformed by the Tree of Life.
Although the Tree of Life only sprouts branches, it also reflects its power and importance. Subsequent space stations no longer need to carry equipment for producing oxygen, nor do they need to worry about food supplies. They only need to carry more and larger ones.
The space station equipment can just fly to the predetermined orbit.
With these conveniences, Alan Hill will soon be able to build a larger space station, build new spacecraft directly in outer space, and explore the distant moon. This is actually not a difficult task for Chris.
"Your Majesty!" Master Merian walked to Chris, knelt down on one knee and lowered his head and said: "I want to personally go to the space station to be the cultivator of this tree of life... This is my personal wish.
This is also the highest honor and greatest ideal of all elves... Please... allow me..."
"For the time being... it's not necessary..." Chris looked at the Dharma Saint kneeling in front of him and refused the other party's request: "You can guide our botanists through the contact system. This is not a predetermined decision.
Is it?"
"Your Majesty!... I am willing to pledge my allegiance to you with my life! As long as you are willing, I am willing to give everything I can!" Merian implored eagerly: "That... that is a tree of life.
!Your Majesty! Did you know? This tree is another hope for the whole world!"
"You're wrong! Mr. McRyan!" Chris shook his head, and then said: "Alan Hill is the hope of this world! Whether it's that tree or you, it's Allan Hill now.
My...please don’t forget this!”
"Yes...I'm sorry! Your Majesty! I was so excited just now!" Merian lowered his head and confessed: "I am willing to swear allegiance to you with my life and be loyal to you until the end of your life! As your most loyal servant, Your Majesty! I am willing to serve you for
You do anything..."
"I believe in your loyalty." Chris had no intention of letting Merian get up because he was not willing to let an elf board his space station.
Then, he felt the life breath of Mai Ryan, which seemed to be beating in the palm of his hand. He was surprised to find that the other party seemed to have used some strange contract magic to transfer his soul to him through the contract.
"Your Majesty! I have voluntarily submitted a contract to you! I am now your servant! I hope to replace you and go to space to cultivate that precious tree of life... I hope your Majesty will agree." Merian lowered his head and begged.
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Chris felt the strong will, because he now seemed to be able to control the life of the elf saint in front of him.
That tiny existence in his spiritual power seemed to be the handle that Mr. Dharma Saint held in Chris's hands.
"The elves still have such interesting magic?" Chris looked at his magic tree and found that there was no such strange magic.
However, on this strong magic tree, another new branch is sprouting, which seems to represent the life magic of the elves.
Chris curiously looked at the towering tree in his mind, watching the branches related to space magic and life magic stretching out little by little, and his mood suddenly became indescribably good.
After a while, he finally walked out of his own world, looked down at Dharma Saint Merian who was kneeling in front of him, nodded in agreement: "Then...since you are so determined, I will...agree with you to follow
On the next space station, go to space and participate in experiments related to the Tree of Life."
"Yes! Your Majesty! Your most loyal servant will definitely take good care of the precious Tree of Life for Ailanthir!" Merian lowered his head lower and his tone became cautious.
He is really Chris's servant now, and he has no way to disobey Chris's orders. This is a magical relationship, and the contract will not end until Chris's life comes to an end.
However... there is actually a problem, that is, the elves have almost never signed a similar contract with humans. Apart from the statements recorded in the books, no one knows what other effects it will have on the elves.
As for the impact on humans, it is clearly recorded in the book: the magician who signed the contract lived to be 194 years old, which is considered a reasonable death age, so it can be inferred that there will be no side effects...
Think about it, this is a kind of life oath that the elves take the initiative to submit and do not need to be recognized by the host. From a formal analysis, it is almost similar to a curse on one's own life. Since the owner's consent is not required, it means that this
This oath causes zero harm to the host!
Vivian on the side was very curious about this kind of oath. She looked at the two pointed ears of Saint Merian. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the skin of the elves was really as smooth as moonlight, as smooth as jade.
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At this time, the phone suddenly rang. Luther, who answered the phone, handed the phone to Chris and reported: "It's Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Elf Tribe!"
Chris glanced sideways at Mai Ryan and found that the other person still lowered his head without making any subtle movements. He took the phone from Luther with satisfaction: "I'm Chris! I missed the opportunity to meet you last time.
It’s really a pity.”
"There will always be a chance to meet, Your Majesty!" On the other side of the phone, the Queen's words, even though they were distorted, still sounded like a fairy voice, making Chris feel like a spring breeze: "I feel the call of nature... the second life
The tree...is it okay?"
"Everything is going well! Your Majesty the Queen." Chris frankly admitted the fact that the Tree of Life had sprouted: "It is very good and has grown into a small tree... To be honest, I really didn't expect it to grow.
So fast."
"..." On the other side of the phone, Her Majesty the Queen was silent for a while, and then she said: "If... you help us plant a seed of the Tree of Life on the moon... what is the price?"
"This is not an easy task, Her Majesty." Chris rejected Her Majesty the Queen in a normal tone: "You should know that for Eiland Hill... the Borderlands belong to Eiland Hill.
territory."
"I believe... that Saint Merian has pledged his life to you... Your Majesty." The Queen didn't care about Chris's refusal. She talked about a seemingly unrelated topic with the same calm tone: "I
I can give you many beauties from the elves, the kind who will obey your words..."
"I think you misunderstood... Your Majesty!" Chris interrupted Her Majesty the Queen's temptation and continued to refuse: "The moon... This is the name of our Ailan Hill. I'm sorry, it is already our Ailan Hill's name."
It’s your territory!”
"I can marry you! As the former queen of the elves, I will marry you! You will become a god worshiped by the elves, as long as... we only want the 'moon'!" The Elf Queen continued to increase her chips.
"This is not a problem that can be solved by marriage." Chris looked at Vivian beside him, looked at her unparalleled beautiful face, smiled and shook his head.
"So... just like the dwarves, what about us elves, joining Ailanthil? As long as you can promise to plant a tree of life on the moon, transform it and make it another hometown of the elves! We will join Ailan Hill.
Lancier! That is still the territory of Ailancier, but... it belongs to the elves!" Her Majesty the Queen desperately increased her chips.
The more she acted like this, the more Chris felt that there seemed to be some secret about the elves on the moon, so he continued to refuse half-jokingly: "I started to wonder if you lost something on the moon..."
"You are right... Your Majesty!" The Queen sighed and admitted: "We lost something on the moon... Only by getting that thing back can the elves... truly regain their own glory.
