Black Dragon Kingdom

  Chapter 312 Degenerate Human

   Half a month later, on the other side of the planet.

  Among a mountain made of countless garbage, Ace stood on the mountain of garbage filled with countless metal stench and rotting smell, looking at the huge metal city in the sky that covered an area of ​​four to five hundred square kilometers.

  The whole dragon fell into deep thought.

   "It's so high, and why are there so many gun ports all over the city?"

   "How can I get up there?"

   "I'm afraid it wasn't just flying, it was directly smashed into fly ash by the lasers fired from the muzzle."

  While smelling the stench in the air, while looking at the giant city in the sky full of strong sci-fi feeling, he quickly ran towards the garbage port where the giant city dumped garbage in the distance.

  He saw a few figures there just now, just in time, he needs to arrest a few people to ask information about this world.

   Seeing them, isn't the intelligence coming?

   "Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Not far from the **** mountain that was forming, Angel, who was wearing a black robe, with an auxiliary respirator in his mouth, and an internal visceral assist device installed on his chest, led his fifteen disciples, watching the countless **** piled into the sky. One of the strongest crystallizations of human technology poured down, the city of the universe, has both pride and pride in his expression, and he has a strong sense of identity with himself as a human being, but in the deepest part of his eyes, there is a sadness. I can't hide it no matter what.

   "Teacher, my father sent me an ultimatum, asking me to call the human rescue ship tomorrow and go back to the city of the universe that belongs to us humans."

"According to the information my father told me, this planet has been nailed to the abyss, and an endless war is about to break out here. The civil-use cosmic city above, for safety reasons, will go to A new planet."

   "We don't have much time left."

   Behind Angor, a female warrior with bright silver hair and wearing a nano-armor, who looked extremely powerful and explosive, spoke with a soldier's sonorous voice.

  His teacher used to be a scholar with a lot of reputation in the human world, but since his teacher put forward the argument that their human beings are degrading.

  His reputation was completely ruined, and countless scholars desperately attacked his teacher with words. Countless ordinary people who thought they were very smart and were evolving, and at the same time did not think that they were degenerate species, joined in one after another.

  Finally, under the coercion of huge public opinion, his teacher had to take them, a group of disciples, to remote areas on the frontier of mankind to explore the truth.

  "Fate is guiding me to stay, the fate of our humanity is on this planet."

   "If you want to go, go, I will stay here until my life is exhausted, and hold the last star-like firewood for us humans."

  Angel waved his hands at his disciples, and there was something called faith shining in his eyes, which was extremely firm.

  The twenty-five disciples sighed at the same time. If they were going to leave, they would have left long ago. Why would they wait until now?

  You must know that today's human society is a very free and democratic society. Under the interstellar tide, resources are unprecedentedly abundant, and democratic laws have also been perfected to the extreme.

Now even if a person does nothing, does not do anything, does not work, the salted fish is there, and the monthly relief money is enough for the other party to buy various life-support equipment and increase his lifespan to five hundred years old .

  Ordinary people are like that. Those guys who can be regarded as elites in the human world will be treated hundreds of times better. The life span of a thousand years is no longer a fantasy in the consciousness of ancient people.

  If they want to leave, they can use their own communicators to contact the surrounding human institutions, and within three minutes, an aircraft will come to pick them up.

  Even the food they eat now is ordered directly from their communication screen for delivery, and it’s all free.

   From time to time, the officials of the city of the universe will invite them to the city of the universe, let them give lectures to the children in the city of the universe, and the remuneration is quite generous.

  And what they are worried about now is that after the city of the universe flies away, their delivery service will be gone.

  They don’t know how to cook, so they can only eat the military nutrient solution in the surrounding human military units.

  Of course, it’s just a trivial matter that you can’t eat well. The most important thing is that there are too many abyssal demons, like water droplets in the ocean, rushing out of the cracks in space desperately, and they can’t kill them all.

  Once they are surrounded by the sea of ​​demons, there is a certain probability that they will be killed.

  So for safety reasons, they all advised their teachers to leave.

  Seeing that the teacher was unwilling to leave, the twenty-five disciples sighed inwardly, and could only stay.

  Even in the interstellar era, some traditions have not disappeared, such as the master-apprentice inheritance between scholars, which is quite traditional.

  The disciple worships the master as a teacher, treats the other party as his own father, and strives to be filial to the other party.

  Master, you should try your best to educate your disciples like you treat your own sons, so that they can become talents.

  The master-student relationship between scholars has been passed down from generation to generation, especially with the help of various monitoring systems brought about by the interstellar era, various standards have already been set.

  Now their teacher insists on staying in a dangerous place without being sorry for them. As disciples, they can't just run away.

And they are not too dangerous. On the other side of the planet, there are countless giant battleships of their humans, and they are now beating up that group of demons crazily. The planet-class warships are also always ready.

  Being surrounded by a sea of ​​demons is a certain threat, but not surrounded by a sea of ​​demons. With the high-tech weapons in their hands, third-tier demons are not their opponents.

   Send a distress signal casually, and within three minutes, a large number of warships can come to support.

  Garbage mountains are formed, the red sun disappears at the end of the earth, and under the moonlight brought by the three moons, it reflects a city that never sleeps with countless lights that illuminate one-tenth of the planet.

  Anger continued to wait, expecting something to come.

   With the support of the main body, Ace moved his huge body, which had reached six meters long, and strode towards Angel who was sitting on an open space under the garbage mountain.

   Looking at the twenty-five ordinary people who don't care about their own aura in the distance, holding various weapons, and ordinary people with various mechanical parts embedded in their bodies.

   Ace was a little wary, but he continued to move forward.

  Since the world is here to ask for help, there must be someone who tells the problem, otherwise, how can he help if he doesn't even know the problem?

   Obviously, the old man over there is his contact person in this world.

   And after some comparison, he found that it seemed that after the opponent was subdued, the plan of letting himself obtain information did not seem to work.

  The opponent's force is a little bit higher than him.

   High force naturally requires force to make others obey. If you can't do it, then of course you have to be reasonable.

   "Old man, you are my contact person, tell your questions quickly, I am still waiting to go back to sleep, I don't have so much time to play with you here."

   "I'm busy."

  (end of this chapter)