Creating a Sandbox World

  This is not impossible!

  Lin Tuo instantly realized the seriousness of this matter. The best case is that the other party has not noticed the existence of earth civilization and many sandboxes.

  This can delay for a while.

  The worst case is that the other party is coming here, but because of the distance, the transition that has not yet reached the spiritual world is just a time saver, which does not mean that no time is used at all.

   "Then the choice before me is very clear."

  "If the other party has not found out yet, then according to the information that I know, as long as I find a way to ‘stagnation’ the development of the earth and several sandbox worlds, keep it in a nearly unchanging state.

   can minimize the ‘ripple’...thus reducing the chance of being discovered. "

   "But this also means that I will completely give up development and can no longer open up any sandboxes."

   "If this strategy succeeds, it may keep me undetected for a long time."

  "But the premise is that the other party really doesn't know anything about earth civilization! And the solar system will not be investigated for a long time, otherwise it will be equivalent to giving up resistance and waiting to die!"

  Lin Tuo’s eyes flashed:

   "And if the other party has found out and is on the way to get over, then I have two options."

  “First, let’s continue to develop regardless.

  I try to increase my power as much as possible before they arrive.

  In this way, no matter what kind of attitude the empire has, whether it is kind or malicious, my bargaining chip will be higher. "

  "However, the negative effect of this choice is to increase the risk of exposure.

   And in accordance with the rules of ripple forward and backward, once it continues to develop, more ether will flow into the solar system, which is equivalent to reducing the time of arrival for those rushing here. "

  "Second, take the initiative to demote civilization!

Through wars, famines, illnesses, and even direct attacks, the civilizations of the earth and several sandboxes are kept regressing. In this way, the ether will flow back to the spiritual world and produce outward ripples... It can also delay the arrival of the empires. time. "

   "The cost is obvious. This is more radical than staying still, it will greatly weaken the power in my hands, and the process is irreversible..."

   Thinking of this, Lin Tuo's mouth appeared bitter.

  This is what he realized, the game he entered.

  "When I started to create the first sandbox, I was already increasing the probability of exposure, and if I stopped moving forward, once the opponent arrived, it would become the fish on the chopping board!"

  How to choose?

  Lin Tuo knows that today’s choice will be related to his next series of actions. To use a lofty word, he must decide on a strategy.

  Then go down firmly.

  In meditation, he was the first to eliminate the option of "civilization retreat". Compared with the other two, this choice seriously violated his principle of life.

  The most effective way to achieve civilization regress is to use the sand table to implement dimensional destruction, killing, spreading illness, creating wars, famines... and these are unacceptable for him.

  Moreover, this is tantamount to self-defeating martial arts. Once this is done, the countercurrent ether will also expand the "ripples", which will also attract the empires. The only benefit is that it hinders their transition... But what kind of benefit is this?

  The rest is to choose between "civilization stagnation" and continued development.

   Frankly speaking, it is not a good choice.

  If it were the past, he would not hesitate, but after knowing the situation in the spiritual world, he would instead be restrained.

  After thinking for a long time, Lin Tuo finally chose the second one:

continue to develop!

   "Blindly thinking about hiding, hoping that the other party did not find me, this kind of thinking will only bring destruction!"

   "Although development may make the opponent arrive early, at least there is a chance to fight, but once it stagnates, only luck is left!"

  There is another important factor that prompted him to make this decision, that is, when the evolving sand table was upgraded, he saw the record left by the owner of the sand table.

  He still remembered that the man’s words revealed a clear tendency, that is, only the developed civilization has the opportunity to fight the empire.

  "Development, only development is the last word!"

  "Not only need to develop, but also to be more radical, and fight the opponent for time!"

  Lin Tuo repeated it in his heart over and over again, his eyes firmed down, and he looked at the gray prayer candle again.

  Development is just a slogan, which must be implemented in action after all.

  Nowadays, several sandboxes have entered a stable period, and the accumulated ether distance opens a large sandbox, which is still a bit worse.

  In addition, the era of warriors on earth has just begun, and there will be no rapid development in a short time.

  In contrast, “repair prayer candles” is a very tempting idea.

   "If it can be repaired... it doesn't even need to be completely restored. As long as part of the ability can be restored, it will be a great help to me."

  He did not forget the horror of this item.

  But he observed for a long time, but he didn't see anything famous... Obviously, it is impossible to rely on himself. The only possibility is the research team in the South Continent and the Moon Sea Continent.

  The former has a large number of mage scholars and research conditions, while the latter has developed an alchemy civilization with professional counterparts.

  Lin Tuolie thought about it and decided to hand over the restoration work to the Yue people.

  "It just happens to be able to detect the current alchemy level of the people of the next month..."

  Thinking of this, Lin Tuo couldn’t sit still anymore. Even if he took out another piece of paper with his mind, the ink bottle was automatically unscrewed, and the quill began to draw on the paper...

Hathaway next to    looked confused.

  In her perspective, it was Lin Tuo sitting in a chair waiting for the broken candlestick to froze, and then his expression was sad for a while, and he looked like a face change... and ignored her.

   Then suddenly began to write and draw...It’s too weird, okay?

  The point is that she is a little curious, and she doesn't know what Lin Tuo is writing... Thinking about it, she flew over and cast her gaze on the quill pen that was quickly and automatically outlined.

  As a result, Bie Lin Tuo slapped back, threw the crystal ball out the window, and said:

   "Hua Xi, look at her."

   "Hao Le!" A body-building shadow sprang out from the next door, and then, I heard Hathaway's surprised voice:

   "Hey? It's only been a few days since I haven't seen you, why have you changed so much...you have breasts?"

"……To shut up!"

  "Papa." Controlling the window to close automatically, Lin Tuo shook his head and ignored it. He quickly finished writing the letter, folded it into a thousand paper cranes, and immediately made him grasp the "prayer candle".

   and "release" it to the courtyard again, and then throw the two into the No. 4 sandbox, the king city in the center of the moon sea continent by switching the sand table.

  ……

  ……

  Moon Sea Continent.

  For a long-lived race, the passage of time is always quick.

  Many years have passed since Lin Tuo left last time, and many new things have appeared, but the overall social pattern has not changed much.

  The royal court still lives under the moon tree. The ruler of many tribes, and the leader of the moon clan named the great patriarch, who is actually similar to the emperor, has been replaced by a new generation.

  The royal court of the Moon Clan, the alchemy workshop on the edge of the city has expanded many times compared to the previous year, and it has also become more lively.

  Whether it is day or night, there are caravans from various tribes coming in and out, transporting the alchemical products made in the workshops to the entire continent.

In the workshop, in a quiet courtyard, it was another winter, and there was a blizzard last night. At this moment, there are two immature Yue children wearing cotton-padded clothes, scarfs and gloves playing around on the snow, shouting at each other. Non-stop.

"Swish" suddenly, a taller one threw a snowball accurately and hit the short man's eye sockets accurately. The latter groaned, tears falling down, and then his mouth was squeezed, and he suddenly cried out and fell towards the courtyard. The houses on the side rushed.

   slammed open the door and cried to the man at the table who was reading the workshop documents:

   "Father! Big brother, he beat me again!"

  The elder brother who followed closely stood at the door, holding a snowball in his hand, and said angrily:

   "You are suing again! It is said that you are not allowed to complain if you lose the snowball fight!"

  The man sitting at the table looked helpless, helped off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his hand with a wry smile, and the shorter boy ran over.

  The man looked at his slightly reddish eye sockets, first scolded his brother, then looked at his red-eyed brother, rubbed it, and said:

   "Boys can't cry at every turn, do you know? Call back if you lose."

   "But I can't beat it." The shorter boy said helplessly, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Why don't you install a prosthetic arm for me, just like my mother."

  With jet flight capability, it feels so cool.

  If I have that kind, I will definitely win, but if I can’t, I can run. "

   "I want too! I want too! But I want the glove style, just click in secret, the fist can fly out!"

   Qingkong's expression became more and more helpless, and immediately smiled:

   "Want it, yes, as long as your mother agrees, I will let the workshop make a separate set for you two."

  Hearing this, the two young boys became frustrated:

   "We said it several times, but my mother didn't agree with it."

   "Then I can't help it." Qingkong smiled and spread out his hands, then sent the two children to the yard.

   stretched out, pressed the alchemy watch on his wrist, the alchemy heating device installed in the room buzzed slightly, the window in front of him opened, and a cold air rushed into the stuffy room.

   Soon, Qingkong, who had grown up with his father, looked at the date on the watch dial by the way, and silently calculated it, and found that there were two days left to be the eight hundred year anniversary of the teacher "Shanhai".

   "Unconsciously, it's been 800 years."

  Thinking of this, Qingkong, wearing a luxurious robe, stood at the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the white snow and the shining moon tree outside, raising his eyes, and looking at the blue planet above his head countless times.

  A little "old" memory appeared in his mind, thinking that in the past 800 years, I wonder if the teacher is well on that blue star.

  Is there any chance to see in this life?

   Thinking about it, Qingkong couldn't help being a little lost, even as if he had some hallucinations.

  He seemed to see a stream of light flying down from that planet, passing through the branches of the moon tree, hovering lightly over the palace, and then flying towards him...

  It turned out to be a thousand paper cranes, flapping its wings constantly, while two "claws" were struggling to hold a simple candlestick.

   is so real, as if it really exists.

   Soon, with a muffled sound of "boom", Qingkong was in a daze, and suddenly a spirit woke up!

  Looking at the crooked candlestick flying in from the window and falling on the table, as well as the falling paper, subconsciously reached out and caught it.

   Then he looked at the letterhead on the paper, his eyes gradually widening.

  ……

  After a while, the two young children who were facing each other in the courtyard suddenly saw the door slammed open, and their father rushed out, without even saying hello, and went out of the courtyard.

   Then stepped onto the aircraft parked outside, and then lifted off with the buzzing sound, and flew in the direction of the Alchemy Association. After a short while, it disappeared.

  Only two young children were left staring at the sky.

  After a while, the younger brother sucked his nose and said:

  "Brother, did you say that my father asked my mother to help us intercede?"

   Brother rolled his eyes, a snowball smashed over, and said with disgust: "You fool, you!"