Chapter 213: Admiral, we have fallen into the abyss!
A moment later, two bearded men from the Honggang Civilization faced a strange talking stone and fell into deep thought.
Gondor's expression was very serious. He didn't know whether to trust this stone. After all, it looked crazy and seemed to have a brain problem.
"It turns out that our civilization is not the only one to be sucked into the abyss..."
In order to prevent the attack of unknown monsters, Gondor chose to lie directly on the deck, and Rhenium also lay next to him. The scene of these two strong men crowded in the boat seemed a bit subtle, but no matter what, they leaned their backs against the deck.
, are the best defense methods.
As for the blazing stone in front of me, it is indeed weird enough. It keeps saying some incomprehensible words: "Our Monkey King, Monkey King, has cultivated to the extreme. He can travel hundreds of thousands of miles in a single fight. I am the commander of Qitian."
Shimama, the Great Emperor of the Great Saint Group, what do you want to do here? What is your name? What is the purpose of this journey?"
"Do you want to meet Zhang Dasheng?"
What do you mean, this guy is a monkey commander? Monkey civilization?
Gondor thought about it for a moment. As the admiral of an old civilization, he has seen many intelligent civilizations. The appearance of intelligent races... is indeed nothing.
Turning on a communication device inside the diving suit, he whispered: "Rhenium, do you think it is a trap? But from what I understand, there seems to be no record of native intelligent creatures being born in the abyss. This guy is probably just like us.
It was swallowed in."
Rhenium coughed twice. He looked at the blazing stone and looked a little confused: "I always feel that this stone is a little weird. Listening to its words, I feel like I am going crazy. And this kind of language can be reasonable.
Then, it creates an illusion in the mind, and it is obviously not an ordinary person."
"You mean... get in touch and have a look?" Gondor frowned slightly, "What if Zhang Dasheng is a madman like Shitou?"
Shimama is still chattering on the side about how it teaches monkeys and how to make them "great saints", as if the experience of being a teacher is the most meaningful thing it has ever done in its stone life.
Rhenium smiled bitterly and said: "If it's just the two of us who go to contact alien civilizations without exposing the base camp behind us, it shouldn't be a big problem. Anyway, the current situation is a narrow escape... It's better to think of other ways."
"Well, that makes sense."
"The pollution in the abyss below may exceed our strength." Gondor habitually wanted to stroke his beard, but was blocked by the diving suit. He couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, "Shimama...Mr.
Can you understand what I say?"
"How many survivors are there in your civilization dispatch team?"
Shimama was very proud of this "sir", "In addition to Zhang Dasheng, there is also a turtle grandson, a dog, plus me, a total of four lives."
It originally wanted to brag about its achievements in slaying demons along the way, but it still held back.
Emperor Shi naturally knew what to say and what not to say. These two guys were like dwarves. It was hard to tell the difference between good and evil, beauty and ugliness, but they looked quite powerful. So he thought to himself, let’s get familiar with each other first.
Ways to torture these guys.
"Only four lives?"
In the hearts of Gondor and Re, this message is even more inexplicable. This is not the ocean of their hometown. Four lives set sail?
What's going on!
He dared to swear that even the peak civilization would not be able to send four beings to conquer the Sea of Demon Gods!
That's the same as asking for death!
Gondor coughed twice: "So this stone has gone completely crazy? It should mean four thousand, or forty thousand...or maybe it died to the point where there are only four strong men left?"
"Forget it, don't worry about this for now, go over and take a look."
"Maybe we can pick up some trash."
Soon, Gondor sent this message back to the captain's room: "Everyone, the plan failed. I only dived to 1,500 meters, and there is still about 500 meters from the bottom. I need a better diving suit.
Only by isolating the pollution of the abyss can we find irregular minerals at the bottom of the abyss."
"Admiral, that is almost impossible. This diving suit is a product of the Golden Hammer Laboratory and is plated with a layer of fine gold. Where can we make a better diving suit?!" the first mate said helplessly. p>
The Golden Hammer Laboratory is the most outstanding laboratory in this civilization.
How can the more than 10,000 people on their ship compare with the best scientific and technological personnel in civilization?
Gondor naturally knew this and sighed: "But there is another way. We may have found the existence of an alien civilization, that is, an alien civilization that also fell into the abyss. The other party's crew may have gone crazy. Anyway, the situation is
It’s very weird. The two of us plan to go and have a look.”
The think tank on the ship discussed for a while and received a message: "Admiral, the other party has gone crazy. I guess it is not a very strong civilization, so what is the point of contact?"
Gondor smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Since their ship was not burned by the fire of the abyss, what does it mean?"
"The first reason is that they are hiding under the protection of the source of the world. Second, they have mined irregular minerals. Anyway, no matter which one is beneficial to us, it is difficult for us to fight against the abyss monsters, and it is difficult to fight against the same
An intelligent race should..."
No matter what, he can be regarded as a strong man who has broken through the three human limits!
I still have this little bit of confidence.
"Do you mean to rob? Our Honggang Civilization..."
"Shut up, this is the relay between civilization and civilization!" Gondor said lightly, "If the two of us die, you will wish yourselves good luck."
He turned off his communication device.
He turned around and said to the black stone emitting ghost fire:
"Mr. Shimama, please lead the way."
"We want to meet...the Great Sage?"
Shimama, who had unknowingly become the royal army, led the way excitedly, while Gondor and Rhenium were rowing quickly, back to back, holding oars.
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In the current abyss, the back must not be exposed, otherwise the strength of those monsters will be ten times stronger in an instant. Even strong men like them who have broken through the human limit three levels will be killed instantly!
As Gondor rowed the boat, he tried to get some words out of Shimama.
For example, the strongest civilization.
This is one of the most intuitive indicators to measure the degree of civilization development.
Generally speaking, the distribution of talents in a civilization is distributed in the form of a pyramid, with a large number of grassroots personnel, a smaller number of people at the limit, then the first bottleneck, the second bottleneck, the third bottleneck, and then the ethereal spirit.
The limit.
The population distribution at these levels will inevitably decrease in sequence.
Since each bottleneck is extremely difficult to break through and requires a lot of effort and sweat from researchers, there will basically be no big leaps.
"The peak combat power is, of course, Xuanwu!" Shimama said some nonsense, "But Xuanwu is dead and will never come back."
As he talked, he started to feel sad.
"Is Xuanwu a name... The strongest one is dead?!" Gondor's face twitched a few times. It seemed that the living conditions of the other civilization were not very good.
Since there was no more information, he could only comfort him in a good voice: "Don't worry too much. For a civilization, as long as one of the strongest people appears and explores the road ahead. In the long history, after all,
There will be more amazing geniuses appearing."
"Even stepping on the shoulders of our ancestors and climbing to the next level."
Shimama, who was feeling sad, agreed deeply, and decided to seize the time after returning to train the grandson, so that the grandson can reach a higher level!
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"According to reports from frontline reporters, our unmanned detectors have detected an exotic civilization that is collecting minerals in the Sea of Demon Gods..."
"They look like snakes walking upright, with scales all over their bodies, hands, and swimming bodies. When upright, they are about 2 meters tall. There are a total of 6 large sailing ships, each with a displacement of about 50,000 tons, and the rest
There are 18 thousand-ton boats. The active population is 40,000."
"We named it the Snake People Civilization."
"The Snake Civilization discovered our high-altitude detector and sent a bird creature to capture the high-altitude drone."
"But the other party did not destroy the drone. He seemed to have some understanding of the creation of technological civilization and expressed his willingness to communicate in front of the camera."
"Remote communication between the two parties is ongoing..."
"Our military experts believe that the other party is a civilization that is good at controlling mutant creatures. We discovered a giant snake hidden in the deep sea that seems to be controlled by this civilization..."
Zhang Ming leaned against the wall and sat next to the radio, feeling slightly nervous.
"A wooden ship with a displacement of 50,000 tons, is this a fucking ancient civilization? It is on the same level as an aircraft carrier!"
"And there are mutated creatures... Can humans live in harmony with this snake-people civilization?"
For some unknown reason, when Zhang Ming heard this broadcast, he was even more nervous than when he fell into the current hellish place. He was so nervous that his hair stood on end.
Because... if things like external contact are not handled properly, humankind may be destroyed!
Fidgeting restlessly, Lao Zhang stood up and moved against the wall little by little.
The corpses of monsters on the sailboat were piled up like a hill, there may be more than a thousand of them, and the strong smell of blood came to us.
This is the result of his killings in the past three days!
In a short while, all the surrounding monsters were slaughtered, and nothing could climb onto the ship!
But Zhang Ming also paid a heavy price for this. Several huge blood holes appeared on his shoulders and arms, which were caused by teleporting monsters and sneak attacks from behind.
Bright red blood gurgled out from the blood hole, and a mysterious regular power covered the wound, slowing down the coagulation recovery speed by several notches.
