Beneath Deep Space

"Are these red people with horns on their heads also super beings?" A group of experts, eyes red, were discussing feverishly.

The term "super life" has no specific definition so far. People tentatively believe that any complex life that can "survive in space for a period of time", can "physically resist cosmic rays and an atmospheric environment", and has strong vitality are collectively called super life.

The battle became more and more intense, and these scientists became anxious when they saw the first death case.

They were afraid that all the large life groups they finally encountered would perish together.

Obviously, high-intensity exercise under direct sunlight is also a very heavy burden for these beings, but they fight like crazy as if they have no scruples.

This kind of savage fight with fists and fists makes people tremble with fear. It is more cruel than natural phenomena such as lions eating bison. On the contrary, it is a bit like the life-and-death cold weapon wars in ancient times.

The law of the jungle where survival and challenge coexist is vividly reflected here. Natural selection and survival of the fittest require no morality or law. Only the strong will get more.

Of course, now that the new humans have reached this point, they have abandoned the law of the jungle to a certain extent.

With the continuous improvement of civilization and the increase of productivity, this barbaric phenomenon has been isolated to a certain extent. The relationship between people will not remain in the state of the weak and the strong, but will transform into a kind of comprehensive freedom.

And it is believed that artificial selection of genes is actually more efficient than natural selection.

"How long does it take to fly there?" Biologist Dr. Lang Yifei suddenly thought of something and roared loudly.

His face was as red as a balloon, as if a mosquito bite could pop it with a pop. He couldn't wait to catch these creatures immediately.

He was excited not only by the toad-like super beings, but also by these "red people"!

On the surface, they have developed preliminary wisdom and possess considerable social organization capabilities.

Otherwise, how could so many people be mobilized for a war? It is impossible for primitive tribes without rules and regulations to manage such a large population.

Although this group of celebrities were at a disadvantage against King Kong, they used a certain amount of wisdom and were still able to control the situation!

"Adjunct species!" This idea suddenly popped up in Dr. Lavide's mind.

As members of a government think tank, they have discussed this issue more than once.

The population of new humans is too small, so cultivating subsidiary species is actually a better option, whether it is fighting wars or advancing technology.

And cultivating primitive life forms as subsidiary species of new humans is more appropriate than lower-level civilizations.

This is the consensus reached by everyone after long-term discussions. In many low-level civilizations with relatively advanced technologies, the civilizational will has reached a certain steady state, but cannot pass the big filter. This kind of civilizational ideology is often degenerate, has exhausted its potential, and has relatively low cultivation value, just like the former charioteer civilization.

But primitive beings are different. They are like babies raised since childhood. Their intimacy and teachability are higher than those of twenty-year-old adults. Moreover, the ideologies and values ​​of primitive civilization are easier to instill.

People have had certain social practices in this regard with the indigenous lizards of Nix.

"The celebrity group is full of vitality and has certain organizational skills, but I don't know... can IQ work? It would be great if it works."

Dr. Longevity thought of the excitement and strongly urged the soldiers to fly over to stop this war.

Immediately afterwards, someone called the interstellar phone and reported the relevant situation directly to Yu Yifeng.

"No, there are too many meteorites here! For safety's sake, our spaceship..." A soldier came back to his senses and replied anxiously.

"Safety is nothing! Fly quickly, fly quickly!" These experts swore loudly. After they saw another popular person being eaten by a toad, they were in an extremely bad mood.

If you think about it with your toes, you will know that this ghost place cannot have too many people. If one person dies, one person will be lost.

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"Father God! Father God!"

The old Anmed was lying on the ground, his stomach had been punctured, and the sun was shining directly on his face, as if it was going to scorch his whole body.

As I got older, I was poked like this and couldn’t stand up.

He used his last strength to move the covering on his body and at the same time raised his scales to resist the fierce sun.

"Mother, mother, is it you..."

A series of hallucinations appeared in Anmeide's mind.

He felt that he suddenly turned into a swaddling baby, his whole body was warm, and suddenly turned into a young man, returning to the time when he was strong and strong... There were all kinds of hallucinations, and he couldn't figure out which one was real and which one was false. .

Gradually, he became sober and seemed to have regained his consciousness.

The earth-shattering shouts continued, no one had time to pay attention to the injuries on the ground, and the battlefield moved from one area to another.

Because of the scorching heat of the weather, their internal organs began to fail rapidly. These Vajras had a tendency to want to escape, but how could the Red Flame Horn people let them get their wish?

Various ropes and tails were tightly entangled... The hot breath could not tell whether it was heat or blood.

Amide turned his head sideways, his eyes flushed red. He persisted, persisted, wanting to see the final outcome...

At this moment, a very hot sun suddenly rose in the sky.

"Father God... Is this the Father God?" An Mid felt very strange. The fierce light made him close his eyes.

He should be dying soon, but he had such a strange hallucination. It is said that before death, one will always see the most desired thing. Could it be that what he desires most is... more suns?

Then, after this sun went out, another one rose. Then the third, fourth, and fifth rose... The suns rose continuously!

The planet was humming, and a terrible earthquake was transmitted from the surface, as if the entire island was about to be destroyed.

The scorching air blew on his body, without much force, but it woke up An Mid who was immersed in fantasy.

He realized that he was actually... still alive.

These fucking suns... are actually real!

The crazy shouting had stopped long ago. The people of Chiyanjiao only heard the earth shaking, and they fell into a stagnation. All the combatants were crawling on the ground, standing unsteadily.

"Did the island collide?"

They were extremely panicked. This series of light balls had greatly exceeded their imagination, as if they had entered an indescribable mythical world. Subconsciously, only the collision between islands would produce such a bizarre scene, but it didn't seem like it.

Chief Gondor struggled with his weathered face and fell down again.

Even the lively King Kong was stunned.

Their simple heads didn't think so much, they just wanted to escape quickly, leaving behind two corpses and quickly wanted to run into the cave.

"Don't let any of them go!"

Facing King Kong's escape, Gondor lay on the ground and shouted angrily, but found that some of his people were looking at the sky stupidly, showing extremely frightened expressions!

Their eyesight is very good, and some structures in their eyelids are like telescopes, which can look at the distant starry sky.

What did they see...

Then, Gondor was also terrified.

One, two, three...

Many bright islands of nearly 600 meters flew from the sky and were about to hit this island!

And looking at its movement trend, it seems to be this place, just facing it!

"We, we are finished!"

Gondor was in an incomparable panic. He really knew the great power of the island collision.

They didn't know the specific situation of the series of suns in front of them, and they didn't have any time to think about it.

Now, these red horn people thought that the gods were angry and they couldn't run away again.

Gondor crawled on the ground, lost all his strength, and his throat "woooo" sounded a few times. It was only a few seconds, and he barely cheered himself up again, trying to find a possibility in the impossible. But he couldn't think of a better way.

A big battle broke the horn on its head and exhausted its physical strength. Even if it led the tribesmen to run for dozens of kilometers again, it would not be possible to escape the collision between the islands.

Gondor only hoped that the tribesmen of the other team could run far enough.

"Get up, get up! Go!" Anmed looked clear, lying on the ground and shouting: "The island is about to collide! Don't worry about us, go quickly if you have the strength!"

But this group of red horn people "woooo" low, as if they accepted their fate.

Soon, Anmid realized that no matter how fast he ran, it would be difficult to escape the impact range, so he could only lie on the ground in silence.