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Chapter 166 Tourists Two Hundred Years Later

Xiangshan walked along the coast and soon encountered a corner.

He saw the huge white building like a tent roof from a distance.

Compared with three hundred years ago, this place has not changed much...

Ah, no, you can't say that. In fact, the white "tent" was changed several times later. It was originally a high-strength parachute canopy, a temporary shield made after spraying with sealing glue. Mingshan is still a Rama project

When the director was the director of the United Nations University Research Institute, he presided over a reconstruction project, and when David took over the place in the late 1950s, he rebuilt it again.

But the tent-like shelter formed by the "parachute sprayed with glue" was preserved. This was originally an unintentional move, but it unexpectedly formed a unique culture. At the beginning, it was a small group of people who regarded this as a

The logo of the Rama Project Park is regarded as a memory symbol of their struggle for world peace. In the 1940s and 1950s, after this matter was gradually declassified, many games and movies used the "white tent" as the "alien", and the "first

"Category Three Contact" sign.

It's still there. Judging from the size and shape, it's basically what David later rebuilt. It's more than two hundred years old. Ultraviolet rays and oxygen have turned the once white "tent" into a rusty color.

Yellow, as if looking gray and dusty.

As we got closer, we saw a larger glass dome.

That glass dome covers the entire Rama Project Park.

"It's really a grand event." Xiang Shan sneered.

This cover does not exist in the 21st century.

At that time, David also welcomed everyone to visit his private museum. He loved children and planned to be a docent in his private museum after retirement, explaining the history of human spaceflight to children around the world.

When Huandanzyme appeared in the early days, he was a first-term volunteer and worked hard to learn various commonly used languages. In his spare time, he also discussed a package plan with Xiang Shan. From opening up direct international routes to revitalizing surrounding industries, and then

To cooperate with the entertainment industry, including the film industry, to make this place a tourist attraction and let everyone see his museum.

Also let everyone remember their youth.

It's a pity that something small happened later, and David couldn't care about it anymore - he had to risk his life during the chivalrous war.

Now probably no tourists will come again...

Ah, not really either.

More than two hundred and fifty years later, another tourist walked towards the door of this museum.

This area is certainly not unguarded. There is a whole team of soldiers patrolling outside, as well as a large number of automatic turrets.

Then, at that moment, all the automatic turrets suddenly attacked each other crazily. The unmanned machines were destroyed in an instant.

Then, behind a turret, a huge figure dragged an even bigger battle gun and slowly walked towards the defenders.

Accompanied by the EMP storm sweeping across like a tsunami.

This time, Xiangshan even installed the plug-in removed from Sagittarius on the prosthetic body. A wing-like set of displacement injectors unfolded behind him.

In just one round, the big gun in Xiangshan's hand exploded the leader of the defenders, who had the best martial arts skills. The parts flew away, leaving only a head hanging on top of the big gun.

Xiang Shan looked at the defenders and said calmly: "You can probably guess who I am. There are many antiques here, which are quite valuable. And this is also the beloved place of my old friend. I don't want to start a big fight here.

, causing damage. You probably can't pose a threat to me. Disarm the module yourself, and then look directly into my eyes. This is good for everyone."

"Martial...Martial God!" "It's the Martial God!" "Martial God Xiangshan!"

A few low and suppressed exclamations.

Then, a guard turned around first and faced Xiangshan sideways - in this era, the threat level of "front" and "back" is actually about the same. On the contrary, it is the side, with a lower cross-sectional area and enough hands.

Get, so thermal weapons are rarely deployed.

Then, magazines all over his body were opened, and live ammunition and small missiles fell out of his body.

But after a large amount of ammunition fell to the ground, some of the attached equipment fell off his body.

The prosthetic eyes of the guard leader, whose head was hung on the big gun by Xiangshan, flashed and he also conveyed in the original clear code: "Yes, there is no need to fight. If you join forces to defeat me, you will win miserably. Let it be like this, the king will not blame you.

of."

Xiang Shan swung the big gun in his hand. The junior officer's head spun into the hands of the nearest soldier. Xiang Shan pressed the tip of the big gun to the ground, dragged the big gun, and walked forward slowly. He looked around,

He looked at each soldier for tens of milliseconds.

The poison has been laid.

Soon, Xiangshan had all the soldiers under control.

"Don't think about the report. If you can delay it, just delay it. If you can't delay it, just... whatever." Xiang Shan pointed to the glass dome in front of him: "Hartman won't just blow up this place, right?"

"King Agni will not do this." The grassroots officer's prosthetic eyes flashed and he continued to answer in plain code: "That means the king will start a war with him in advance."

"Heh." Xiang Shan laughed, but his meaning was unclear.

Then, he walked to the closed door. The door was made of metal, indicating that the dust had accumulated, and it looked like it had not been opened for a long time.

He shot Xiangshan with a big gun, violently destroyed the door, and walked into the dome.

He seemed to have stepped into a different world.

This place is full of strange accumulations of fungi, mixed with some weird lichen-like existences. Their colors are strange, too bright to be native to the earth. And those fungi mostly grow in places where metal rust marks are piled up.

These things ruthlessly erode everything.

But beneath these weird and bright colors, the outlines of the remaining buildings can still be seen as shadows of those days.

David directly spent heavily on a group of design teams and asked them to build a museum and display various space instruments while retaining the original architecture of the original Rama project. The Rama project itself is an important milestone in human exploration of outer space.

Most of the buildings of the Rama Project have been preserved, and some taller and larger buildings directly wrapped the original temporary research institute.

Then, the original open space, as well as the original security department and administrative department buildings, were transformed into display areas.

"Gene Era"

Spacecraft from various countries are stored here. From the satellites launched in the 1950s and 1960s, to the satellites recaptured during the "space junk cleanup movement" in the 1950s, to obsolete rockets, to the launch pads

,space shuttle……

Of course, most of the spacecraft belong to the "former Red Alliance". Collecting such collections is less troublesome. For some political reasons, the Republic and the United States generally collect antiques of the same type within their own countries. And

There are still many secrets here that are outdated but have not yet been released. The former Red Alliance has disappeared, so there is not so much emphasis on it.

Haha. Who would have thought of it now.


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