My Super Black Technology Empire

When Ye Fan was meditating, the surrounding scene suddenly darkened, and the surrounding area returned to a dark, empty environment again.

Just as Ye Fan shook his head and was about to find a way out, a series of light clusters began to appear around him.

The light group is like a firefly, flashing and flashing, covering the entire space in a very short time.

"Om..." The old and quaint voice sounded, like a cry from the ancients, and a helpless groan, blending with the wonderful surroundings to build a new world.

"This is... Isn't this the weird pyramid when I first came?" Ye Fan frowned and found that he was standing at the foot of the pyramid.

And there are dense crowds around, no, it's a bit past the crowd, because it can't be called a human at all, but more like a bionic robot.

That is, the "zombies" that Ye Fan saw before entering the pyramid.

At the top of the pyramid, a man in a black robe held a 1.5-meter-long red energy rifle in his left hand. At the same time, he held a jade bowl in his hand and held it flat on his chest.

"Yi?" Ye Fan frowned suddenly, knowing that he was surrounded by fantasy, so he also walked up the pyramid step by step.

"Heroes have no borders! Heroes have no borders!" A group of bionic robots shouted loudly, in addition to fanaticism in their eyes, they were persevering and fearful.

"Is there a longevity and boundless life in this world, but there are people who have won the deeds of all people. Today's event is so similar to the event after I shot down nine alien spaceships 1080 years ago."

When Ye Fan walked halfway, he stopped, because he found that the voice of "Yi" was much older than the previous fantasy.

"For more than a thousand years, I have been shooting for nine days, fighting against the deer, and integrating the world. Only then can we have the development of today's civilization. Only the fire left over from the death of our civilization can thrive!"

"Today, should I receive this bowl of congratulation from you?" Yi raised the jade bowl in his hand and shouted in an old voice.

Everyone knelt on one knee, looked at the figure in the black robe above the nearly 100-meter-high pyramid, and shouted, "Take it!"

"Hahaha..." Yi laughed, but his smile was mixed with a touch of helplessness and sadness, and he slowly poured the bowl of wine in his hand on the ground.

"I don't deserve this bowl of wine." Yi shook his head and continued to speak: "It's just because our civilization is fragile, it can be destroyed by the fingertips, industry is not booming, and the people's minds are declining. The artificial intelligence database "prophet" is still there. Whereabouts unknown!"

"You come along with me, and you see how backward our civilization is! How primitive it is! They are already emerging civilizations,

And here is our only remaining stronghold, the last hometown, me and you, are our ancient civilization, the last tombkeeper! "Yi shouted loudly, and the listeners cried.

Civilization is destroyed, a hundred wastes are waiting to be revived, people have no theory but have lost all the industrial foundation, and they can't even forge a nail.

In the face of severe natural disasters, countless people are struggling with food and clothing, unintentionally developing other industries, let alone industry.

Some people of insight and scientific research can only spend this life day after day, watching themselves on the surface of the water grow old day by day, and finally die by doing nothing.

"This bowl of wine should be sacrificed to'E', to the eight million soldiers who guarded the space elevator'Zhou' together with me, and to the solar system fleet that resisted desperately.

To honor the heroes who fought to the death of ‘gold’ and ‘fire’ and on the ‘home’, to the heroes who threw their blood into the ground in order to fight and continue civilization in this 3,600-year-old interstellar war! "Yi raised the red energy rifle in his hand and shouted loudly.

"The heroic soul will live forever! The heroic soul will live forever!" The people present, including Ye Fan himself, couldn't help crying for this tragic and **** speech.

Even if Ye Fan had not personally experienced the cosmic war, from their words and from the dream of Datang Heavy Industries, he could feel the same.

Passion and tragedy, hope and redemption, survival and death, have been intertwined together to form this 3,600-year-old heroic cosmic war.

If our current civilization is guarded by the ancestors of that year, Ye Fan, who knows all this, can't let anyone destroy it easily anyway.

"Everyone...I'm old. The last hibernation machine has run out of energy and is damaged and unusable. Now that I have reached the limit, I can no longer protect the continuing civilization..." Yi's voice flashed After a touch of unwillingness.

At this time, Ye Fan had already reached the top of the pyramid. When he saw Yi's figure, it was still as expected, it was still pitch black, and he couldn't see his face at all.

"Industry has not yet developed, and people's intelligence is declining. Under these circumstances, if I easily leak this killer in my hand, it will only bring endless disasters and wars to civilization."

"The emerging civilization should have its own means and strategies to deal with crises. As long as our artificial intelligence'prophet' is still there, as long as our'home' is still on the horizon, then our ancient civilization will never be cut off!"

When Yi said this, he raised the long energy rifle in his hand horizontally, and then quickly operated it on it, and soon there was a sound of mechanical change.

That energy rifle became one weapon after another, and it looked extremely sci-fi and high-end, and finally turned into a red energy pistol.

After that, the energy pistol gradually folds and shrinks, and the volume is constantly shrinking, and finally becomes a palm-sized jade pendant.

Pisces jade pendant!

When Ye Fan saw this scene, the shock and shock in his eyes had completely overflowed, and it was impossible to imagine how surprised Ye Fan was at this time.

"Today, I divided this piece of jade into two. I believe it will merge into one one day, and I found the last message I left. People of later civilizations will always remember our existence!"

Yupei broke off ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then split into two halves, and Yu Yi handed it over to two bionic robots.

"I know, yours has dissipated, but your consciousness has been input into this simple electronic device and become a member of this robot. As the circuit ages,

You will gradually lose consciousness, lose your memory, and become a mechanical walking dead. In the end, the power supply runs out and cannot be refilled. You will disappear completely in this world.

Let me ask you one last sentence, do you regret the original decision? "Yi looked at the bionic robots below and asked.

"We do not regret it!" everyone shouted.

"From the moment we became a soldier, we were ready to go anywhere."

"From today, I will accompany the hero and sleep here forever, guarding the hero's coffin to the last moment of life!"

"From then on, the hero and me will be the last tomb-keepers of our ancient civilization!"