MTL - Age of Collapse-Chapter 1170 Era dream

After the airborne troops returned, the loss reached one-third, but it was a very good ending compared to the entire army's annihilation.

With the lessons learned this time, the coalition forces had to slow down the offensive and temporarily stop any form of island seizure, such as airborne or landing.

Of course, this is only "temporary." Allied high-level troops have advocated not to give up pressure, and must cross the sea as soon as possible to give the rest of the church no breathing room.

For the final capture of the island, the coalition forces have invited all the backbone of the Red Blood Empire and the Federal Heavy Industry Corps, including the former Imperial Military Industry Division future.

At this point, talents from all sides gathered at the headquarters to discuss plans to further seize the island. Many opinions were put forward, but none were constructive.

Second Airborne Plan. Rejected, the last psionicist was dead, and once the church re-initiated psionic invasion, there was no place for the airborne troops to die.

Landing plan. Rejected, irresistible instructions are higher than Keystone. Once the maritime troop is taken, the ship will be attacked by marine beasts, and it is highly likely that the entire army will be overwhelmed.

Long-range strike plan. Rejected. Today's military science and technology development is malformed and does not yet have the traditional intercontinental strike capability. It will take a long time to develop from scratch, which will seriously drag down the rhythm of war.

After discussing it for a whole day, everyone did not discuss the results.

Mo Qian sighed, rubbing his temples tiredly, and said, "Headmaster of the future, you haven't expressed your opinion for a day. I want to hear your opinions."

The future said faintly: "I don't care about the island capture plan."

Mo Qian wondered: "What do you mean?"

"On the front battlefield, we killed all the tens of millions of main forces. What is a small island afraid of? What if this island is not taken away, it will be so consumed. In the future, the intercontinental strike will mature. When they explode, they will never have a chance to stand up. "In the future, holding a pen in his hand and playing with squinting eyes," I was just thinking, why is Hoan Lisen so guarded against death? "

A general laughed angrily: "Of course, it's nothing but stubborn resistance. No one wants to easily give his life."

The future shook his head: "Hoan Leeson has been hiding for decades, controlling the entire Cross Church, not just for pure aggression. Haven't you noticed that since the coastal counterattack, we have never seen him again. "

The generals recalled this detail. Indeed, the coastal counterattack was the last time I saw Hoan Lisen. Whether it was the coalition counterattack church, regained Jiangnan, Changan decisive battle, or entered the church, Hoan Lisen did not show up. .

"We won, there is no doubt about it. But at the same time, Hoan Lisen still has something to tell us." In the future, he drew a pen on the paper and said, "Maybe, he There is also a chip for the comeback, so it is strictly guarded. Or ... he didn't even feel like he lost. "

Mo Qian suddenly became nervous: "Oh? What other chips does he have?"

Mirai rolled her eyes: "Do you think I'm Doraemon? Anything can answer you?"

Mo Qian opened his eyes in horror: "Aren't you?"

"..." The future is very speechless. She dropped her pen on the table and leaned on her chair. "I don't know anything, such as," What is God? "

The word "God" silenced everyone.

"I originally thought that God was a nihilistic existence, but then I began to believe that God is not a natural concept. It is a physical existence. So what exactly is this entity? From the first year to the present, it has been 54 years, from No one has seen it. Where does it exist? What is the purpose of the cube? No one knows. "

"We did win, but in my opinion, it doesn't make sense." The eyes of the future looked like the sea, watching everyone deeply. "The failure of the cross church did not make God react. This is Here ’s a message to us: it does n’t care. The epic creatures are completely destroyed, the round table knights are completely destroyed, the cross church is defeated, and it does n’t care. All our efforts are futile. ”

Mo Qian heard that he was a little bit heavy. After so many years of slaughter, a whole generation of people died, in exchange for a futile sentence? He pursed his lips and asked in a deep voice, "What suggestions do you have?"

"No suggestion, I'm a fool now, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, what advice do you think I can give?" The future performance was very weak, and even closed my eyes, "I want to know now, God is What? What do you want to do? Who can answer these two questions before I can give you a solution. Now it ’s better to go home and sleep like this headless flies. "

At this point in the future, the attitude is not very correct, a high-hanging look, but no one blame her, because no one in this room has a reliable idea, and is not qualified to blame others.

After a while, Mo Qian sighed softly and rubbed the swollen temples. He looked at the tired people. Everyone had been busy for a day, and they didn't close their eyes. If they continued to do so, their bodies would be too much. Time is running out, and once my body collapses, I really can't think of anything.

Thinking of this, Mo Qian stood up from the chair and said lightly, "Everyone, let's take a rest first, and give you ten hours, sleep first, eat something to recharge, and then ten hours later we will Discuss it next. "

Everyone got up to leave, everyone was tired, and no one wanted to waste the ten hours of rest time.

The crowd departed busily, and the future was to sleep directly in the seat. With their eyes closed, their breathing became uniform and they fell asleep.

Suddenly, the future returned to the past in a dream, back to the hidden time once with Mu Xi.

Daqian Qiu, far away from the earthly plateau.

I still remember that in the future, I will often take the moody Mu Xi for a walk here, and I will also encounter monks who practice meditation. The most commonly heard is the phrase: one sand, one world, one leaf, one bodhi.

In the dream at this time, the monks are practicing meditation as usual, but what they say in their mouths is not the Buddhist scriptures, but a conversation once:

"Special types of cubes are rapidly decreasing!"

"Are you sure? I want to be 100% sure."

"I proofread three times and I'm 100% sure!"

Dreams are always illusory. In the future, walking on the hills of Daqian, a meditating abbot was found on the boulder printed with the texture of time. She walked over and asked: "Hey, bald donkey, what you said is one sand, one world, one leaf, one What does Bodhi mean? "

The abbot looked up and looked at the future with a smile. She thought that the abbot wanted to explain the truth, but she heard him make a strange sound: "If these particles decay in the same kind, it is not strange, but weird is strange in every kind. The particles are all different, and none of the astronomical number of particles are duplicates! Each one is special! And they are disappearing over time! "

Mirai said inexplicably, "Isn't this what I said to Leng Jie before?"

The abbot grabbed a handful of fine sand next to it ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and sprinkled it into the air, as if spreading a sea of ​​stars: "3.28 × 10 ^ 80, which is almost equal to the total number of particles in our universe."

The future stretched out her hand, and the fine sand kept falling on her fingertips, and disappeared quietly with the wind, she muttered, "These particles are disappearing quickly ..."

The abbot kept throwing sand into the air, like a child playing, still recounting what he had said in the future: "When the cube receives the reward point ... In other words, when someone consumes the reward point to redeem things in the cube, the particle's The rate of disappearance will accelerate, and it will be greatly accelerated! "

The future body has been shrouded in fine sand, and she said to herself, "What if all these particles disappear?"

The abbot finally stopped Yang Sha. He folded his hands and looked at the future with a smile. Then he said, "One sand, one world, one leaf, one bodhi."

The fine sand covers the sky, and they converge into a magnificent sea of ​​stars. As if shining hundreds of millions of years, the earth seems to become a dust at this scale, and the universe is dead and violent.

At this moment, the future sees the truth.