God is Coming

69 Net 69, the fastest update Tian Ah is coming! In the highest academy of sciences in the community, a man with pale skin walked into the splendid and grand conference hall and came to the podium.

The hall was full, and many big figures who did not belong to the Academy of Sciences were also present. There was silence in the hall, and the host said with a somewhat exaggerated aria: "Let us welcome the return of the great Lord Macmillan from the real dream! Lord Macmillan has made a decisive breakthrough in the real dream. In this return, Lord Macmillan will Tell us about the discovery of the real dream, and how important the real dream is to us! Let's welcome the High Lord once again!!"

McMillan on the podium bowed slightly. Although he saluted, he was full of arrogance. He said in a strange tone: "Everyone here knows that I have insurmountable authority in the real dream, which is a gift from the universe to me, or the real dream hopes that I can bring it enough hope and hope. Rescue. After this world change, the river of time has gone backwards, the former ruins have become the current villages, and a brand new enemy ape has appeared. We have all known about these changes, but what we did not know before is why There will be changes like this. Or put another way, what should we expect from real dreams.”

Several big men showed their listening expressions. What can you get from real dreams? Besides new material forms, new structural formulas, is there anything else? I heard that the Federation has made a major discovery in the real dream, but the community is far behind in this regard, not to mention that it cannot be compared with the Federation, and there is a huge gap with the Dynasty.

McMillan, despite being arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, stupid, aesthetically eccentric, and mentally problematic, always claims to be able to hear the voice of the God of Creation, speaks openly, etc. , but in the increasingly important real dream, he has now become the only fig leaf of the community.

So far, the community is still at a loss in the development of the real dream, and they don't know what they want to do. It's just that the Federation and the dynasty are doing things, and they have to get involved.

Fortunately, McMillan, who was standing on the stage this time, was not too much. He just swept the audience with the eyes of an idiot, and then gave the answer: "The real dream is to cultivate the kingdom of God!"

In the uproar, McMillan raised a wave, spilling a light curtain, and a holographic image appeared in front of everyone. In the image, a group of ape monsters are besieging an explorer, but the result of the siege is that the ape monsters were brutally killed one by one, and some were even torn in half.

The explorer was naked, with extremely developed steel-like muscles, and the bulging muscles on his shoulders almost covered his entire neck. Despite his exaggerated muscles, his movements are fast and flexible. Most of his attacks on the ape monsters are not dodging or evading, and only a few that are aimed at the key points are slightly blocked. The ape monster's weapon can only leave a faint bloodstain on his body, perhaps less than a centimeter deep. But his counterattack was extremely fierce, and he could crush the neck bone of the ape monster.

"Maybe you don't recognize him anymore, this is Mark."

McMillan's words took everyone by surprise. Mark is McMillan's No. 1 player. He is very strong. Many people know him. But after all, his biological age is over 0 years old, and he can inevitably start to decline. How can he suddenly have such terrifying muscles and bodies?

McMillan said: "This enviable muscle is not a transformation, and it is not something to eat. It is built bit by bit, after this transformation. This is the real Mark."

The images switch to reveal a man lying in the medical cabin. He was still soaked in the nutrient solution, apparently not returning from the real dream. At this moment, the data displayed in the medical cabin caused a small commotion in the hall. Most of the people present were top scientists. Those big figures who didn't know how to do it quickly understood the meaning of those dense numbers after being instructed by the experts.

The data shows that the man's metabolic rate is 20 times that of ordinary people, the muscle growth rate is 15 times, the physical fitness index has increased by 1%, and the physiological age of the body has dropped from 2 years old to 65 years old.

The inverse growth that human beings have been seeking for a long time has actually appeared like this.

"Although the evidence is not sufficient, I think I can already come to a conclusion: what the real dream wants to give us is not technology, but its own extraordinary power! Maybe, we will see the birth of a real **** in the real dream! "

Following McMillan's words, the image changed again, ending with McMillan holding the head of an ape monster with his bare hands.

McMillan didn't show his power live, but ended his speech with a mysterious and reserved smile.

Before the meeting was over, countless information poured into several training bases in the community, where the candidate explorers were trained. There were originally more than 100 candidates for each base, but they were divided up in an instant. Even the last few people who were to be eliminated were booked by various forces.

Immediately afterwards, the heads of these training bases all received calls, from companies, consortiums and even principalities. Each training base has received major sponsorships, and the requirement is to double the size of the training. At the same time, plans for a series of new bases are also brewing.

McMillan was not surprised by this. He knew very well that the attraction was not the exaggerated muscles and terrifying strength, but the sudden loss of 6 years of biological age. The powers behind many of the community's forces are nearing the end of their lives, and nothing drives them crazy more than regaining their youth.

A real dream, a swampy area.

The 10*10 mini camp has just survived a round of ape monster attacks. There are ape monster corpses all over the camp, and the camp itself has paid a great price.

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is still another page ^0^ Knocked down, there are also several gaps in the wall. In the small open space in the center of the camp, there are two sets of armor. This is a ritual between federal explorers, and every time someone uses up the last battle to die, their comrades will bury their armor.

All the people alive in the camp were wounded, the seriously wounded were dealing with their wounds, and the lightly wounded started to clean the battlefield and restore vigilance.

The leader was sitting on the ammunition box, bandaging the wound on his leg. At this time, a soldier came over and said: "It has been counted, there are 600 corpses of ordinary ape monsters, and less than 100 escaped. There are 12 of those extra-large guys, all of which are corpses. We found 16 spots and 22 returns when we cleared the field."

The leader finally showed a little smile and said, "It seems that we will have new people soon."

The soldier gritted his teeth and said, "At that time, we will build more guns, more cannons, and kill these monsters!"

At the Federal Heart Base, Austin stood in front of the big map of the real dream, and the secretary next to him was reading the compiled report at high speed.

"...So far, there are 11 teams of explorers with more than one person, and the largest team has more than 20 people, and the surrounding teams have been ordered to move closer to them as much as possible. Therefore, the teams have already built gunpowder firearms, and individual teams are developing artillery. In the next development direction, 10 of the 11 teams will continue to develop technology and strive to achieve breakthroughs in automatic weapons. But the difficulty is still concentrated on the miniature master..."

Austin said to himself: "The cataclysm every 10 days, the sudden appearance of ape monsters, and the advance attack... Does this not want us to develop technology?"

He turned around suddenly and instructed: "Send someone to the e24 contact point to inform Crassus and Kun that from now on, no gunpowder weapons are allowed."

The secretary was taken aback, but this was Austin's order, how dare she question it.

Austin said again: "Is there any news from Hathaway?"

"no."

Austin frowned slightly, with a hint of worry.

At the same time, the dynasty base was in chaos. In a main base, a shrill voice kept echoing in the ward: "This is murder! I'll tell you again, I was murdered by my own people!"

The two uniformed men beside the medical cabin had to say, "If it's just what you said just now, I'm afraid we can't confirm the crime you're accusing."

The man was so excited that he sat up directly, but the weakness just after the surgery caused him to fall down again. This made him even more excited, exclaiming, "How come it wasn't murder? He gave me something, I took it, and then I died! How come it wasn't murder?"

The two men in uniform looked at each other and said helplessly, "Okay, we've written it down. You have a good rest first, and we will notify you when the investigation comes to a conclusion."

They left the ward, and the doctor was already waiting outside the door.

"How's it going?" asked the man in uniform on the left.

"Assessed damage is 5%, and the cumulative damage is 22%, which has reached the retirement standard." The doctor said.

Retirement is a euphemism, which means that the explorer is no longer qualified to continue to enter the real dream. The faces of the two uniformed men immediately turned a lot colder and hurriedly left.

The person in charge of the second department was sitting in the office, looking at the injury report piled high in front of him, his eyebrows were twisted together. Since the world changed, the casualty rate of his explorers has exceeded 80%, that is to say, after only one cataclysm, most of the explorers have died once.

In front of him, there was also a photo, which was printed based on the explorer's memory picture~www.wuxiahere.com~ On the picture, Chu Jungui and Lin Xi stood together impressively.

The person in charge was suddenly irritable and put the photo on the table! He also doesn't understand, the real dream is so big, how did these two guys get together? So far, the two explorers have been documented, and 5 died in Lin Xi. Although there were only two people who clearly died on Chu Jungui, the person in charge suspected that most of the more than 0 unexplained deaths might be related to Chu Jungui.

He turned on the communication channel, put on a smile, and his voice changed to enthusiastic, and said, "Old He? How many candidate explorers do you have for training, I want half of them first! What? All of them have been ordered?! This is It's against the rules! ... So, old He, how many people are still in the base, detain them all, and I'll send a warship to pick them up! I'm holding one over there! What? They were all taken away the day before yesterday?! One None left?"

The person in charge took a few deep breaths before calming down a bit and continued the call: "When will the next batch of candidates be trained?"

A helpless voice came from the communication channel: "There will be no next batch... They took all the training equipment away..."

With a bang, the personal terminal slammed heavily on the ground, and the fragments flew.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^