Chapter 987: A Group of Greenskins Steal Technology
Chapter 987 A group of greenskins steal technology
Author: Xiao Xisui
Chapter 987 A group of greenskins steal technology
"Have gold bars been distributed in the village?"
"A witch?"
"Tyra, don't try to persuade me to go!"
"2000 Blue Star Funds > 3000 Proxima Centauri Gold Mine!"
"The camellias in my hometown are blooming..." the white refugees whispered among themselves, particularly excited about the prospect of being rescued, their expressions mixed with shock and joy.
Xu Cheng was sweating due to the heat. The sun never sets here. She looked at them and found that these refugees had many questions and kept asking questions. Xu Cheng's wisdom was not enough to convince them, so she could only fool them.
"How is Blue Star?" they asked.
"A lot of changes have taken place, and now there is not a single rat man left." Xu Cheng said.
"Why is the Rat Man gone?"
"They've all turned into ducks." Xu Cheng said nonsense.
"How could a mouse turn into a duck?"
"I can still tell the difference between a mouse and a duck! Don't lie to me!"
"Quack." Xu Cheng is a master at pretending to be confused.
The crowd in the open space was milling around, very suspicious.
They can represent the entire New Taipei continent, including the red necks of the South, the financial aristocrats of the East Coast, and the technological elites of the West. But now they are in panic, like a lost dog.
She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that most of the refugees were half-crazy from being imprisoned and enslaved, and they would believe anything they said. In fact, it was a good thing that these people were alive, proving that humans could survive for a long time even if they were completely defeated.
The air is still filled with a strong smell of smoke and burnt flesh, leaving embers after the fierce battle in the Greenskin Fortress.
What's even more terrifying is the lingering smell of the refugees, including sweat, dirt and corpse odor. These guys haven't been washed for a long time, and they are all extremely dirty. Xu Cheng feels that he is whiter than these white people.
"Who is in charge of my hometown now?" a white man asked.
"No one is in charge." Xu Cheng said, although she was also troubled. "There is neither a company nor an arbitrary boss! Everyone lives their own life."
So, the familiar planet Terra is gone forever? Confusion suddenly filled the crowd.
There is one person who does not believe that humans can survive in such conditions.
Without a superior ruling hierarchy or a powerful business entity, human civilization should fall apart!
"Then how did you come?" he asked, "Who sent you here? Are you being ruled without knowing it?"
Ah, the gangster is here! The construction site really can’t operate without you.
"Now there are really no rulers, no currency and no company laws. People live freely, support and manage themselves. If you don't believe it, you will be kicked down!" Xu Cheng shrugged.
The other party frowned and tried hard to object to this strange new world, but he discovered a truth: instead of defending the order of the company in his memory, it is better to study how to replace his own teeth that were smashed by the green skin.
He sighed and hid back among the crowd like a cockroach.
People whispered to each other, even though Xu Cheng was right in front of them and the fleet from human civilization was overhead, they were still shocked by the drastic changes in their hometown.
The world they knew is gone, and even if they return alive, they will face a brand new society.
"Where is my house? Is it still there?"
"Where's my car?"
"Where is my company?"
“Can the insurance relationship be transferred?”
"Have my bonds been confiscated? Give them back to me!"
"Where's my seventy-seat apartment? That's private property!"
"Has my island been confiscated as well? You guys are so bad!"
"Aren't you going to fall into a trap now? Without the guidance of the rich, your hometown will become like a primitive jungle, where only poor people beat each other!"
They were chattering so loudly that Xu Cheng felt dizzy.
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" Xu Cheng waved his hand and knocked out with the force of rebuke, and many people were pushed away.
They screamed, as if they were pushed ten meters away by an invisible forklift. Those messy questions were replaced by screams, and Xu Cheng found it more pleasant to hear.
When the military transport vehicle landed in the open space, Xu Cheng felt relieved. Finally, experienced people came.
"Are you okay?" 101 teleported to Xu Cheng.
"They are so annoying!" Xu Cheng shouted.
Xu Cheng had tried her best, but there were too many noisy people, and this kind of task overwhelmed her.
"Don't worry, these people will be dealt with properly." 101 waved his hand to control the situation.
The soldiers strode forward with well-trained confidence and efficiency. Their orders were clear and clear, and after years of training, they quickly sorted out the refugees.
When Xu Cheng saw that he had handed over the responsibility to someone more capable, the tension on his shoulders suddenly eased.
"Line up in a neat line and transport them to the ship. Scan and register your identity before boarding the ship."
"Don't move! Be honest!"
"Move quickly! Time is limited! If you don't want to be left here, leave quickly!"
The soldiers quickly arranged and arranged them into rough queues, rearranging the refugees like shuffling cards.
Some still complained, or looked around confused, uneasy about the prospect.
"They only heard the greenskins kicking them. These guys ran away from the beginning..." Xu Cheng muttered.
"These people mistakenly think that we are here to provide welfare. In fact, only continuous labor can wake them up. We are going to send them to reform. They will mine in Proxima Centauri and continue mining after returning to Terra." 101
road.
"That's good." Xu Cheng looked at these people with gloating.
The soldiers conducted a brief interview with each person and compared it with the database.
The transport ship continued to rise and fall, transporting the group of people to the mother ship looming outside the atmosphere.
The number of refugees in the open space gradually decreased. Under the neat organization, the soldiers worked smoothly and completed their duties well, so that these refugees could be properly resettled.
They escaped punishment back then, but now they were taken back and became prisoners of war.
101 looked on coldly and said nothing.
"How can I be as cool as you!" Xu Cheng likes 101.
"..." 101 glanced at Xu Cheng. The words someone said back then echoed in his heart, "As long as you don't speak, it will be fine."
She did as she was told and said nothing.
Xu Cheng understood.
"Then I'm leaving first!" Xu Cheng ran to the green leather warehouse to see if there was anything interesting.
Xu Cheng came to the green-skinned warehouse, where robots were sorting and inspecting the technologies seized from the green-skinned barbarian tribe.
She observed various strange devices and began to understand - these devices imitated human technology, but were transformed into new things by the whims of the greenskins, and their ideas were often successful!
Everything becomes bigger, big guns, big batteries, big motorcycles, machetes...
Xu Cheng noticed that the warehouse should be on top of the ruins of the old base. The greenskins seemed to have started learning technology from this base. It was located in the center of the Blood Ax Clan.
She guessed that the greenskins may have been in the Stone Age or the Iron Age until the fleeing lighthouse core people crossed over, accidentally opened the base, wandered outside, and attracted an onslaught from the "green wave".
When the greenskins entered the base, it was like they had obtained a huge treasure house, so they kept learning, growing, evolving, and building, and now, they are actually quite impressive!
She fiddled with a green electric fan she picked up, turned on the switch, and immediately heard the buzzing of the damaged engine and the rattling of inferior parts, staggering into a rough and sharp chorus.
The fan blades don't move at all, the shaft connected to the motor is wrong, and the main thing that rotates the fan is its handle!
Xu Cheng quickly threw it away and saw it spinning 720° repeatedly on the ground and making irregular movements. It seems that the green skin's standard for this technology is "as long as it can rotate."
It stinks here! Xu Cheng waved his hand.
The air smells of rusty parts and dangerous chemicals, perhaps a byproduct of the green mechanic boys abusing their technology, or maybe they've gone to the bathroom here. Each device emits a unique smell, from the pungent smell of overheated rubber
to the stench of unstable compounds.
Green leather technology embodies the most clever imitation and the most clumsy patchwork. Xu Cheng picked up a few gadgets and saw that the wires were exposed, the antennas were unbalanced, and the components were crooked. There were no standards at all.
It seems that no one in the tribe drives screws on the assembly line. All the technicians are rough craftsmen. Everything is done by hand. The products are easily overheated or damaged, killing countless farts.
They have the ability to imitate human engineering, but lack the most basic rational consciousness and are a hopeless race.
But they are real geniuses. When they were just in the tribal era, they were already able to imitate the technology of interstellar civilizations!
Xu Cheng didn't understand how the green skin did it.
Xu Cheng saw something similar to a Rubik's Cube on the shelf. She picked up the boxy device and turned it over in her hands.
Her brain struggled to understand its structure. The messy parts were crudely welded together, and its purpose was difficult to understand.
By observing the exposed wires and dents on the casing, Xu Cheng suspected that it was a combination of a medical scanner, an energy weapon, and a children's toy.
Abused knowledge!
Xu Cheng put it back on the shelf. Such a green-skinned civilization is probably a very scary civilization in the Star Sea!
In the beginning, it was just a self-developed stone and iron civilization, but once it picks up technological artifacts, the potential of the entire race will fully explode.
They will find anything that looks advanced enough, and combine these fragments into something new through repeated trials. The combination of genius and stupidity is just right, and within a few years it iterates to something close to the target civilization. This is probably the terrifying thing about the green-skinned barbarians.
At!
Xu Cheng has human technology, which is her proud capital.
Locator! Start!
She turned on the locator in her pocket to see where Bubble had gone, and suddenly found that Bubble's signal was already on the ground, just outside the spreading greenskin settlement.
What are you doing here?
Xu Cheng hurried through the crumbling iron shack. The greenskins were already running to death. The human troops were reinforcing the defense line to prevent the greenskin barbarians from counterattacking.
Xu Cheng didn't care, he just took the locator and looked around, looking for bubbles.
The Blood Ax clan's tribe was in a mess, and there were strange smells floating in the air. Most of them were pungent chemicals, the other half was the stink of excrement, and there was also the irritating smell released after energy ammunition burned and evaporated.
Xu Cheng shuttled between the filthy tribal buildings. The green skins did not care about hygiene. This place was uglier than the worst slum she had ever seen.
Xu Cheng found Bubble wandering blankly near a crumbling green-skin totem. The symbols and marks carved on the surface of the totem were difficult to understand, but they hinted at some ritual meaning.
"Disgusting!" Xu Cheng saw that the totem of the greenskin clan seemed to be made of daddy and teeth. If Bubble touched it, it would be unclean.
"..." Bubble seemed to be fascinated by this relic, and stretched out his fingers to try to touch the scratches on the surface of the totem.
Xu Cheng hurriedly ran over, grabbed Paopao's arm, and eagerly pulled her away from the totem.
"What are you doing here? It's too dangerous to walk alone!" Xu Cheng shouted.
Bubble turned around with a distant expression, as if he had woken up from a dream.
"Aren't you curious? What are the beliefs of the greenskins?" Paopao asked.
"Could it be that they are two very big and very green old green men fighting back and forth all day long? I don't know either!" Xu Cheng said.
"It's the 'Yousi people'. To them, I'm afraid they are the creator and the ancient god." Bubble murmured.
"Yusi people? Those big space-time bugs? Why do they make green skins? I just saw it in the warehouse. They can steal technology and are very dangerous." Xu Cheng said.
"Perhaps their original intention was not to steal human technology, but to reproduce the technology of the Yousi people." Paopao looked at the carvings on the totem.
