I give the world destruction and new life

Tang Ji’s biggest feeling about space is the coldness. He can feel the low temperature slowly seeping in through the thin shell of the landing module.

In just 17 seconds, Tang Ji had escaped the shackles of the earth's gravity. This was an unprecedented experience, as if the earth had not had time to react and exert influence on him, and he had already broken through the atmosphere.

At least the Mediterranean did not lie to him. The most dangerous stage is the moment of launch. As long as the launcher can survive without accidents, the next problem will be much simpler.

Tanguy only needs to wait patiently for five hours and 43 minutes before entering lunar orbit, which will set a new record for the fastest passage of a man-made object to the moon.

Nearly half of the weight of the long and narrow landing module is used to place fuel to slow down during the orbital pole stage so that it can be captured by the lunar orbit.

For more than five hours, Tang Ji could only keep quiet, staring at a low-power timer in front of him in a daze.

He has only a minimum supply of oxygen. Although Tang Ji can hold his breath for a long time, he is still a carbon-based creature after all, and he needs oxygen to participate in life activities.

Mediterranean advises him to keep a peaceful mind, which can effectively reduce his metabolic level.

Tang Ji has already seen the space station of the Rothschild family, and now he is very curious about who the Niheru Gandi family is, and why they gave up life on the surface and hid themselves on the back of the moon.

Although there are many rich people in this world, in order to show their status and taste, they have built some space manors and sky farms in outer space, but that is a temporary need after all, and they may only go every few years. To own and use.

After all, life in outer space is monotonous. No matter how rich or powerful a person is, they must abide by the security system, otherwise the danger will be treated equally for everyone.

And this may be the most intolerable thing for them.
The destruction of the Rothschild family's influence on the earth has begun to have an impact in invisible places.

Some companies and political entities that were secretly manipulated suddenly discovered that the big hand that once secretly guided the direction no longer exists. Some organizations were ecstatic, while others seemed at a loss.

Over the years, Rothschild has single-handedly controlled the barometer of high-end manufacturing, split up a large number of aviation technology companies, and deliberately created the status quo of the civil aviation industry's withering.

In addition, they continue to cleanse the academic world, eliminate dissidents, suppress emerging technology fields, and try to artificially establish technological faults. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cancer of civilization.

But because of several giant companies, such as military technology and the Arasaka Group, they did not fully achieve their goals.

In contrast, the Nihelu Gandi family has completed the original intention of the organization of heaven and man in the biological field, forming a real technological fault.

Gavaral Priyadashini Nheru is the leader of this plan. He spent 70 years gradually completing his plan and created today's Amaravati, a truly living city.

According to the information provided by the organization of Heaven and Man, this is an area beyond the reach of ordinary people. It is located in the huge pit of the Milu crater. no sadness.

Although Tang Ji knew that most of the people in the Tianren organization were out of their minds, this illusory introduction was still the only one.

According to Wu Qianying, the members of this organization are either too naive, have no worldly pursuits, and gradually become mentally abnormal. After being unable to leap up their social ranks, they try to leap up their biological ranks and realize the transformation from humans to gods.

Or, they have lived too long and want to live forever, and they still follow the routine of seeking eternal life, which is no different from the kings, emperors, and sultans who tried to find the elixir of longevity in the past few years.

Gavaral Priyadashini Niheru obviously belongs to the latter, thanks to the information brought back by the Prophet, the technical assistance of the ghost, and the encrypted letters just confiscated from the Rothschild family, they Still found some clues about the Niheru Gandi family.

What is certain is that they own shares in almost every company in the biological field and pharmaceutical field. These shares are hidden behind layers of fog and are far more difficult to find than the Rothschild family.

Because the Nihelu Hepates never profited from these shares, they generously distributed this part of the profits, and the only purpose of holding shares was to grasp the technological progress of human civilization in this field.

Those that they think are valuable will be swallowed up through acquisitions, bankruptcy, and the emergence of similar competing products. In the end, these results are used to make the Nihelu Gandi family more prosperous.

Gavaral Priyadashini Nejiru regards himself as a god in the true sense. This is not a joke, nor is it a kind of self-indulgence. He has already ruled his believers in his own kingdom of God They are almost 100 years old.

Over 10 people have been completely isolated from the disturbance of external information during the past 100 years, and have been indulging in the myths and legends that Gavaral wove for them. Up to now, they have multiplied to the fifth generation.

When Amaravati was established, Gavalal brought these believers here, completely away from the disputes in the world, and he regarded that day as his day of ascension.

Every year at this point, the whole of Amaravati will hold a carnival, and those Dalits who live deep underground all the year round can also enter the Land of Light and experience for themselves what is called sunshine.

Atham was one of them. He was born in the dark depths of the underground, and he was defined as a Dalit from the moment he was born, because he had a pair of slender assistants growing under his armpit on both sides.

That means that Atam's gene has mutated, and it means that there are still errors in Nihelu Gandi's technology, which means an unforgivable mistake.

Of course, Atham himself does not understand these reasons, he only knows that he is a Dalit, born sinful, not to speak, not to look directly at the sun, not to go to the place of light, not to rest for a while, and need to work day and night to make up for himself crimes, for the blessing of the afterlife.

For Atam, the Ascension Day, which happens every four years, is his only light. On this day, he can temporarily escape the endless labor, hide behind the ventilation hole with other Dalits, and flow Tears watched the fabled ray of light sweep through the air vents.

Although there are only three blinks for each Dalit, it is still the reason Atham persists in living.

Blinking for the first time, he saw an indescribable light shining from behind the transparent wall in the distance. The dazzling light forced Atham to close his eyes to relieve the stinging lens caused by the light.

Blinking for the second time, Atham tried hard to look at the colorful world of the Land of Light, it was so beautiful and so short that he couldn't restore it in his dream.

Blinking for the third time, Atham's eyes were already blurred due to the stimulation of the light, and he could only see some strange outlines. His companions hurriedly snatched him back, so that the next Dalit could Go enjoy a festival that only takes three blinks of an eye.

"Kidara is done, she's too greedy"

"She has already been punished by the gods, she is useless!"

Just as Atam recovered from the darkness, he heard whispers in the crowd. He pushed through the crowd separately and walked towards the center of the whispers. Four hands were especially useful at this time.

"What's wrong with Kidala!" Atam asked loudly, but the voice that came out of his throat was as weak as a mosquito, mixed with the whispers around him, as if it was no different.

Atam finally found Kidara, a Dalit woman who looked shorter and thinner than him, with a third deformed arm growing on the right shoulder blade.

Her hair is sparse and joins the body hair on the sides of her cheeks, making her look more like a monkey that hasn't grown out, but this is Dalit, and their bodies are the proof of sins, which can only be redeemed by working and dying for the gods own sins in order to be whole and healthy in the next life.

Although Kedarla was so ugly and weird, Atham still looked at her with tears streaming down his face. It was his wife, who was blind at this time.

She was greedy for the light of light, and she took another look, blood and tears flowed from her eyes, and she could no longer see things at this time.

Being blind won't kill her, but if she becomes blind, she won't be able to work, and if she can't work or complete her daily tasks, she won't be able to trade for food.

Even if Atham is willing to give her half of his food, they will not last long. They will pay off their sins and will not be able to obtain blessings in the next life.

"Why are you, Kidarah?" Atham asked tearfully, he couldn't understand that they had already spent one Deity together and she shouldn't have made such a mistake.

"I don't want to go on like this anymore, Atham." Kidara cried, "I don't know if I will be in the afterlife or not. I don't believe in the afterlife anymore!"

Kidala yelled out the second half of the sentence with his last strength, making all the Dalits hiding in the pipe quiet.

Even Atham looked at his wife in horror. The words "wife and husband" were passed down from a long time ago. In fact, Atam did not know its true meaning, and they did not have the desire and ability to "proliferate". , They just build a family in twos, keep each other warm at night, and take care of each other when they are sick.

In the next second, all the Dalits were far away from Kidala, away from the monster, and even Atham took a step back, but his hand was held by Kidara and could not be pulled out.

"I'm going to die, Atham, look at me, remember what I said, we have no future, and no afterlife, even if there is, it's not you and me." Kidara seemed to want to say everything in this life After that, her weak respiratory system made her panting quickly: "Don't believe what they say, Atham, please, for yourself and for me, seek real relief!"

"What crazy things are you talking about, Kidara, I will take you back to our corner, I will give you some water, and feed you some moss, you must have been burned out by the light!" Ah Cha Mu covered Kidala's mouth with some fear, and dragged backwards in a hurry.

"We don't really live like this, Atham, you will understand sooner or later." Kidala said finally, broke away from Atam's hand, took out a triangular iron sheet from his bosom, separated the There was no hesitation in his own throat.

"Kidara?" Atham looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief, stretched out his hand to touch the blood on the ground in horror, and let out a scream of fear.
Atam believed that Kidara's soul would fall into the abyss forever, unable to recover, and there would be no afterlife.

"Be quiet! You bedbugs, if you scream again, I'll take you all out, cut off your hands and feet, watch you howl, and then use the tongs to pull out your throats!" The majestic voice belonging to Manu, accompanied by The loud knocking sound echoed inside the ventilation duct, making Atham unable to even stand still.

He covered his mouth in pain to prevent himself from crying, and dragged Kidala's body towards the reincarnation altar. Whether Kidara committed suicide or not, he would try to see if he could activate the reincarnation altar. Keep her from falling into the abyss forever.

Tang Ji was woken up by a shock. During the taxiing phase, there was almost no operating equipment in the landing cabin. In this silent deep space, the environment with only the sound of breathing and heartbeat was perfect for sleeping. Tang Ji couldn't help it. .

After all, he has been very busy these days, either in the sky or in the ground, so he is somewhat tired mentally.

During the nearly six-hour journey, Tangy slept for five and a half hours. When he woke up, he had successfully entered the lunar orbit as originally planned.

The jets used to slow down did their best to slow the lander to a point where it could be captured by the moon's gravity.

Then the nozzles used to adjust the angle started to work, allowing the landing module to gradually approach the lunar surface circle by circle at a constant inscribed angle.

Tang Ji did not know the normal lunar landing process at this time. The power part of the lunar module should be divided into an ascending section and a descending section. The descending section is not only responsible for providing the buffer when the lunar module lands, but also the launch when it returns to orbit again. tower.

The landing module used by Tang Ji not only has no ascending section, but also does not even have a descending section. After completing the final cut-in angle steering, this thing is now a hollow shell.

It would go on to circle the moon three and a half times, then hit the lunar surface directly at a very unseemly angle, with the final big buffer being nothing more than a set of quick-response gels fired at the same time as the oxygen pack.

As for how useful it will be, no one knows, because it only existed for less than 48 hours from design to manufacture to installation on the landing module.

And during the launch, they had to discard half of the oxygen packs because they miscalculated the passengers' provision.

The only good news may be that even if that system doesn't work, it may not kill Tang Ji
PS: If you haven't completed the challenge, it hurts to do it again tomorrow.