In June 841, the universe calendar, one of the countless inconspicuous comets in the outer layer of the solar system. This is the garrison of the Fourth Holy Light Fleet.

The Fourth Fleet of Holy Light was established in the 342nd year of the universe. At its most glorious time, there were 430 battleships and more than 3,000 large and small auxiliary ships, and they were the strong enemy of the Federation in space.

But in the end, in several major battles, the Federation's fleet and the Sky Knights were destroyed under heavy blows.

From the perspective of objective history, the victory of the Federation is inevitable: a complete fleet production system and a complete educational echelon to supplement talents. During the war, more than 400,000 artificial reconnaissance asteroids can be sprinkled every year in the orbital circles of Halo and Magnetic Cloud Stars, and the battlefield is fully controlled.

The advantages in various details have long constituted a crush on the backward group in terms of comprehensive factors.

But in the eyes of believers, every destruction is a coincidence that makes one's group miss the success. For example, always discuss one's commander, be bold in a certain battle, be cautious at a certain moment, or if a communications spacecraft could arrive a few minutes earlier.

Until now, the people of the Holy Light Fleet are still fantasizing and annoyed. They can grasp their destiny for a moment and reverse success or failure! These losers are always upset about their destiny. They do not reflect at all, and the root cause of failure.

Having said that, people here actually dare not recognize their weaknesses, because if they really abandon their fantasies and analyze everything, wouldn’t reality make these people who are already in desperate situations completely inferior and autistic?!

...

In the base corridor, Fanina pushed her medical equipment to the detention room.

Although technology has been deeply rooted in people's hearts for hundreds of years, the customs brought by some religious eras still affect all aspects.

Before the operation, Fanina folded her hands together, praying that the goddess of life could redeem herself and the young man who was severely burned on the operating table.

This young man was Junzhexing 2. Well, just as the sacred priest was conducting a tedious prayer ceremony in front of him, the injuries on Junzhexing 2 had already begun to be repaired with the help of regeneration, and layers of skin had fallen off.

Jun Zhaixing No. 2 complained in his heart: "When you finish your prayers, the patient will probably be taken away by your god!"

Fanina: "May sweet rain bless all living beings, may the seeds of life sprout before the confused eyes...ah!"

Fanina's shoulder was suddenly detained by Jun Zhaixing and was directly taken hostage. The paladin on the side drew out his sword blade.

Jun Zhaixing: "Silly woman, you talk too much nonsense, so you don't need to treat it." Jun Zhaixing grabbed her a few times and found that she was too soft, especially those protruding places, and she couldn't grasp the point that could be held firmly, so she pushed her aside. The female priest who fell on the side stumbled, forcing the paladin on the side to retract the blade.

Jun Zhaixing looked at the alert knights around him, then looked at the medical facilities that were pushed in, and confirmed that there was no brain control equipment inside, and said sarcastically: "Oh, since I didn't kill me, is there any other purpose?"

Fanina, who was heavily protected by the knights: "Lamb, your heart is still dark."

Jun Zhaixing sighed and said, "Omit useless procedures and tell your purpose."

Fanina also wants to continue to ‘redemption’.

At this time, a mechanical horn sounded: "Fanina, you can withdraw after confirming that the guest is in good health."

Jun Zhaixing lifted his clothes and tore his dead skin. He glanced at the pastor: "Go, you don't need you here."

Two minutes later, the metal door in the medical room opened with a "click, click" and an elderly bald man in a red robe walked up and walked to Jun Zhaixing. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and emitted a light.

Jun Zhaixing, who was preparing to block, was directly shrouded by this domain light beam. At this time, the camouflage layer of the shell was opened on the comet base, revealing the temple building. The light of the spire connected to the God Star in space.

Now Jun Zhaixing's consciousness has entered a wonderful world, fell from the clouds, and fell to the lush God of Life.

When you see the golden stairs under your feet, as well as the reliefs that move like living creatures on the stairs, insects, snakes and wild beasts on the reliefs, they can spread their sharp teeth and claws very strangely while swimming on the stairs.

After taking a deep breath, Jun Zhaixing squatted in front of the steps and poked it with his fingers. The black-shaped mouth suddenly appeared on the steps. If he stepped on it rashly, the soles of his feet would definitely be gnawed off by these things.

This is the life ladder in front of the Temple of Survival of the Fit. There are various life reliefs on each step. The fewer the species above, the stronger the stronger. Only by running up and avoiding the attacks of all the relief creatures on the steps can we get the blessing of survival of the fittest.

Jun Zhaixing picked up one of his hair and looked towards the steps. Suddenly, the steps bit their hair like a ferocious beast floating on the water, and then pulled them down.

Jun Zhaixing paused, suddenly thought about it, buckled it in his nostrils, and then suddenly touched the steps. "Crack", and many reliefs rushed over and ate the small particles like catfish.

Jun Zhaixing was amused on his face. After thinking about it, he began to untie the belt. He first fed these guys who were unpredictable on the first floor.

"Yeah, yeah," a dissatisfied voice came from the end of the steps, as if questioning Jun Zhaixing "What do you want to do in this solemn temple?"

When he found that there was someone, Jun Zhaixing was embarrassed to tidy up his clothes, raised his head and looked at the steps, shouting: "Hey, are there anyone? Someone, just squeak."

Survival of the fittest walked down the golden steps, and a golden flame lit up on the steps that were made by Junzhaixing. Dozens of creatures on the relief (all of whom had just eaten dirty things) were popped up and rolled down below the temple, fell out of the palace and fell into the kingdom of gods.

Survival of the fittest: "I've met again. Now you are becoming a little weird."

The survival of the fittest came to Jun Zhaixing, and after smelling it, he said, "It's very good, but it fell into my hands again."

Jun Zhaixing (deathly) wanted to hold on to the survival of the fittest, but the survival of the fittest danced like a butterfly. Jun Zhaixing was forty meters away.

Jun Zhaixing's hand fell awkward, so he shook his head and asked back with a scattered voice: "That, Lord God, what's the point of snatching me from the Federal Fleet?"

A dangerous light flashed in the survival of the fittest: "Well, you should know, you did a good job on the Magnetic Cloud Star. I like those space species very much." The goddess smiled sweetly: "Can you create it for me?"

Jun Zhaixing didn't seem to notice that he was making a woman. No, it was the goddess who got angry. He put his hands behind his head, looked at the sky leisurely and said, "The weather is really good today."

The survival of the fittest smiled, and her hand pointed to the steps. Suddenly, the creatures on the steps moved down from the steps.

Jun Zhaixing was so panicked that he couldn't avoid it. He felt severe pain from his feet. These sharp teeth and small mouths were chewed inch by inch.

In the severe pain, Jun Zhaixing jumped hard. At this time, a sole of his foot was extended from above, and the survival of the fittest was suspended on the hollow golden thorny lounge chair, hanging down a calf, allowing Jun Zhaixing to grab it. Then he raised it gently, bringing Jun Zhaixing high like a life-saving straw. It was really, it was hanging and interrogating in line with her interest.

Jun Zhaixing, who grabbed the goddess' ankle, noticed that the severe pain in his calf suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help but lower his head and found that his body had grown out again. However, there was a violent itch on his hands.

The survival of the fittest drooped the calves, bent down and twisted the golden long-tail feathers, and stroked and teased Jun Zhaixing's hand that was grabbing her ankle. He asked with a smile: "Now, can you answer me well?"

The long tail feather in the hand of survival of the fittest is about 15 meters long, like a peacock or a pheasant, but this is not just a decoration. She is different from her mother. There is no simple and beautiful species in China. The tail feathers of this species have small thorns comparable to poisonous caterpillars.

Jun Zhaixing, who suffered a great loss, was angry, but he could just look up and see the beautiful under the goddess's skirt, so he couldn't laugh or cry.

After hearing the goddess' inquiry, Jun Zhaixing turned his red face, adjusted his mentality, and thought solemnly, and made a decision. He responded calmly: "The door where the person walked is closed, and the hole where the dog was drilled is open. If you try to use this method to tame me, well, you are wrong."

Speaking of this, Jun Zhaixing let go of his hand and suddenly fell to the golden table. The survival of the fittest was stunned for a moment. He muttered: "It was obviously very bad just now, but when I asked, I let it go. Oh, it's not fun."

Countless golden species on the golden smooth metal floor jumped out. When they were about to submerge, the goddess pointed her finger slightly downward, and all turned into gold debris, which merged into the metal ground again.

Jun Zhaixing climbed up and took pictures of the dust that only existed psychologically.

The survival of the fittest stood up from the throne, slightly curious: "Oh! It's quite heroic, but the consequences of blasphemy are more terrible than death."

Jun Zhaixing blew an unsuccessful, clumsy whistle and began to say frivolously: "Is that right? Goddess, I have long desecrated you in my heart. Do you want to know how to desecrate it?"

Someone was almost bitten to death a few minutes ago, but now it seems that he has no memory at all. Indeed! The Earth Star has undergone several rounds of changes, but it has not stopped. This is what it means to "the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to tame"!

The survival of the fittest smiled slightly and threatened in a low voice: "Oh, do you think I don't know? As long as you are lost in my kingdom of gods, I can copy your 99.999999999% of your thinking, memory, and perception structure at any time. Little idiot, I can let you experience the pain of whether you die."

Jun Zhaixing rubbed his temples and asked, "Hmm? It seems that the remaining one is the tiny 0.00000001% that you really want to grasp."

Most of the thinking is rational, just like most of the mechanical energy on a huge ship has an inherent course, but the course is left by a rudder. The rudder in rational thinking is sensibility.

Jun Zhaixing explained his purpose, and did not deny the survival of the fittest. He nodded: "I admire you very much. You are dead, - (I will be a pity for you)."

Jun Zhaixing looked up at the Kingdom of God and tried hard to say, "Do not accept intimidation, temptation, no need for God's pity, nor do people love me. I live for hope and fight for resonance." My eyes gradually turned to fearlessness, and looked at the survival of the fittest.

The survival of the fittest smiled: "Oh, okay, I admit that you have a very high divine nature. Oh, if you live for a thousand years, ten thousand years, you may understand that the destination you should be looking for is me."

Jun Zhaixing: "I know your plan. You want to modify my logic, right? As long as there are other things in this world I am still thinking about, you can't stop me from breaking through your modification."

On the steps of the golden hall, dazzling light fell from the sky and filled the temple. During the conversation, one person and one god approached unknowingly.

The survival of the fittest rarely showed a serious expression and began to explain: "You pursue and enjoy exploring reality, right? Even if the logical concept is modified, just be realistic and re-determine yourself in your own practice."

Jun Zhaixing nodded.

The survival of the fittest clapped, clapping his hands, as if he was admiring, but in fact he advised: "You are so smart, yes, if you can correct the reality, it will indeed make it difficult for me to lock you in logic, but..." The survival of the fittest changed.

Jun Zhaixing saw the smile of the mystery of survival of the fittest, and asked, "What's the reason?"

The survival of the fittest said: "Since exploration is a great idea, do you know why there is no god among the gods who regard this idea as the divine nature?"

"Why is this?" Jun Zhaixing hesitated for a moment and decided to ask.

The survival of the fittest nodded: "In fact, after the great explosion of wisdom, the physical phenomena you are familiar with only take hundreds of years to explore, and then they will fall into exploration barriers under the barrier of time and space."

Jun Zhaixing whispered: "Knowledge and truth are infinite."

Survival of the fittest nods: "Knowledge is infinite, and some explorations in the future must go through several light years and use thousands of years of data to understand. This is the barrier of time and space. In the more distant frontier of knowledge, it is more difficult to break through the barrier of time and space, perhaps tens of thousands of light years, hundreds of thousands of years?

Exploration is indeed great, but it will inevitably fall into loneliness. If this is set as a lifelong pursuit, and in the long river of time, there will be no new knowledge and new information flowing in, what will you persevere?"

Jun Zhaixing fell into deep thought - the issue of immortality, Jun Zhaixing is just a summer insect.

The survival of the fittest persuaded Jun Zhaixing in a whisper: "Stand by my side, life species can evolve for millions of years, and for hundreds of millions of years, which can make you wait and wait."

When the spring breeze and drizzle sounded in my ears, Jun Zhaixing felt a little throbbing in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his head, and saw the survival of the fittest waves and unfolding the picture.

On the scroll, Zergs and energy bacteria clusters built by the stars in the starry sky asked, "Isn't this what you think?"

This scene made Jun Zhaixing 2 shaken for a moment. But soon, it recovered as before.

Junzhaixing 2 slowly raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, everyone should have a posture. I am not a God - I don't need eternal life."

The survival of the fittest was silent, but then he smiled and said in a tone of 'We are still friends': "So, what about this, do you want to know the gravitational data of the Sun and the Star of God over the past 30 million years? Do you want to experiment with these data?"

Jun Zhaixing looked at the two rotating stars floating on her Hao's hand. After a few seconds, he looked at the survival of the fittest and asked, "So what is the price?"

Survival of the fittest smiled: "There is no price." Speaking of this, she lazily held her cheek and looked at Jun Zhaixing: "I just want to see how long you can last, but if you can't hold on, you have to join me and never choose anything else."

Jun Zhaixing breathed and said slowly: "If you can't hold on, I might--"

The survival of the fittest was unhappy and said, "You can't die!"

...

With a bang, Jun Zhaixing withdrew from the Kingdom of God and stood in the previous room. The red-clothed priest next to him seemed to be listening to something, and then lowered his head to him.

And in God's country, the luminous body (Spenna) around him who survived the fittest asked dullly: "Do you know what you gave him?"

Survival of the fittest blew a breath into his fingers and said slowly: "The previous generation of civilizations wanted, but they did not get accurate data on astral gravity."

Spina repeatedly asked: "Do you know what the previous generation of civilizations did with this technology?"

Survival of the fittest looked at the god beside him who was re-established by himself: "You old gods are still so backward, and they are timid."

She shook her finger and said, "Only by opening your mind can you gain a strong heart and submit."

Spinna: "Have you ever thought about what would happen if you can't control your development?"
Chapter completed!