This is simply a contradiction.

Players must attack the vines, and they cannot communicate with civilizations in the galaxy.

The vines prevented the fleet from moving forward, perhaps because of a stargate recognition error.

But now, even if the star gate blocks the permissions and blocks the vines, the players still can't move forward.

The vines have completely bound the space around the fleet.

It is a civilization-level serial ability, perhaps even...

"Planetary will?"

One player said blankly.

Ian doesn't know what the will of the planet is.

He has never seen anything similar, but from the superficial meaning, it seems that the planet has awakened its will?

"The planet that nurtures life will inevitably feel the burning of the scorching sun, which is no less than a disaster for it and the civilization living on it."

"Vines are probably the lifeline of civilization condensed together!"

Under the threat of death, civilizations strive for survival. Only in this way can they break through their conflicts and stick to one thing.

The Star Gate is also unlucky. It was originally just a simple train, but the vine's move directly caused problems with the Star Gate's logic.

It calculates all passengers on Sunny Day Support.

Even if you get on the bus midway, you can still be recognized, and the star gate will wait for a short moment.

It's like a node that sums up one stop after another.

The vine is the wrong site.

Cutting off the vines may destroy the survival possibility of civilization with your own hands.

If the vines are not cut off, everyone will be forced to leave the station due to the Star Gate.

They don’t know what kind of ghost place this is, but they are already facing the threat of the scorching sun!

"Detected that there is a connection..."

The player looked ugly after checking the vines:

"Vines are indeed the lifeblood of life and civilization! When can we take action!"

It is impossible for them to care about a strange civilization.

But the problem is that there are indigenous people in the fleet, and their beliefs are mixed and firm.

For players, Aboriginal people are also very powerful teammates.

But at this time, this group of teammates has become something like a moral bottom line.

"Civilization cannot abandon friendly civilizations, or even bury them with your own hands."

Said an aborigine with a sincere expression.

But there are still some people who are resisting him.

"The star gate may set off at any time, and the progress of mobile civilization has not even reached 10%!"

"Unless a miracle occurs, one of us and this unlucky civilization will surely die, otherwise we will all die!"

"But they came to the door on their own! It has nothing to do with us."

"Why should we exchange our lives with a strange civilization? It is unreasonable to stand on the same line with them!"

The conflicts between the indigenous people are irreconcilable.

The player next to Ian smiled bitterly and rubbed his head:

"This is a damn contradiction."

Fortunately for the players, they seem to be very united in their thinking, and most of them are not crazy.

But the aborigines in civilization are different.

They have grown up with a worldview that is different from others.

Once you encounter this kind of thing, you will naturally get stuck.

They argued for a minute, without even the slightest possibility of resolution.

Ian complained: "The efficiency is really bad."

No more, we can’t wait any longer.

He has priority over players with migrating civilizations:

"How is the implementation going on your side?"

They are all from the same fleet, so there is no need to hesitate when asking questions.

The player replied: "At the beginning, the nearby space was blocked by the divine flames of Lieyang Tian, ​​so it may be very slow."

Very slow?

Ian asked: "That means...we have to make a choice?"

That player's movement may not be able to move all the civilized survivors.

He has begun contact with civilization on the ground.

The feedback information indicates that the civilization on the ground is the type that can communicate.

Ian uses blink to quickly reach the player's location.

The galaxy civilization is being burned by the scorching sun. Their level is in the steam age, but they are not mysterious.

In other words...it is a planet on the technological side.

As soon as Ian arrives, players immediately seek his help.

"I am fully controlling the movement magic. I need your help to inform civilized people and tell them the current situation."

Inform civilization that the end has arrived.

It is impossible for the various civilizations in the fleet to empathize with the people of this civilization. For them, this is just a wrong site.

The Stargate shouldn't even stop here, putting them in danger.

But for this civilization, their story may be over.

Ian thought about it, took out a prop from his backpack, and edited the information.

Soon.

A strange screen appeared in front of the existing civilization on the planet's surface, and at the same time there was a sound.

"Notification... This civilization has received your rescue message. Due to the approaching crisis, we cannot save everyone."

"Please quickly sort out all the information available to civilization and inherit your own civilization."

"This message will only be repeated once. Civilization information and survivors, please arrive at the [coordinates] location. The time limit is 1 minute."

After the player heard this, his eyes widened in surprise:

"One minute?!"

One minute is enough, and you also want to organize the information and let the survivors move their locations.

If they can react in this little time, they are already qualified!

Ian raised his finger and pointed at the sky.

The player raised his head and saw golden flames descending from the sky.

He understands.

To make a move that would give priority to moving the planet, although he is a player, he is certainly not the type to "see death without saving".

But now, he has understood that he cannot save everyone.

Even...saving one percent is extremely difficult.

No wonder Ian is so extreme.

There is no longer enough time.

"The flames of the blazing sun burn so fast that the vines of life will turn into ashes in an instant."

"Vines are connected to life and death in civilization."

"I'm afraid... most people did not die from chaos, nor from the divine flames of the blazing sun."

The cause of their death was death from exhaustion of life.

Just like plants losing water, they lose their vitality. The moment the vines are burned, large areas of survivors on the surface die.

"There's not enough time."

Ian said.

This is just the first living planet.

Within a minute, the coordinate location was transported with information by various means, and there were still several survivors.

They moved closer together, completely unaware of what they would encounter.

But they already had a premonition in their hearts.

"The end of the world is coming..."

Their people, known and unknown, as well as their homes, are all dying.

What are those golden flames?

The survivors looked up at the flames in the sky and met their lifelong enemies for the first time.

They will remember this scene in their hearts.
Chapter completed!