MTL - Blue and White Society-Chapter 985 self-evident president

  Chapter 985 Self-evident president

   "Boom boom boom..."

   Whenever a piece of land is cleaned up, it will be instantly transported to the new earth by Mo Poor's gravity.

  It's like a layer cake, covered on a desert-like crust.

  He will compress the original crust of the new earth inward, or even simply take away a part of the crustal rocks of the new earth, so that after the layers are superimposed, the altitude will not be too high.

   It is worth mentioning that the early earth had very little water and did not have such a huge ocean as it does today.

  Mo Qiong opened up the Pangu Continent before, no matter how he fiddled with it, he felt that the land was too big.

   Between the Eurasian plate artificially adjusted by others and the American plate, the Pacific Ocean is much smaller than imagined. There are many islands in the middle, and the Bering Strait in the north is completely connected.

  But after thinking about it for a while, Mo Poor was relieved. It wasn't that the land was big, but the water was too shallow. It is almost forgotten that the amount of water on the earth in the mother universe has been multiplied by the moon.

  During the Great Flood, a huge body of water from Comet Younger Dryas fell from the sky, which caused the sea level of the earth to increase sharply at that time.

  This is easier to handle, and it happens to be able to inject a large amount of water from the mother planet Earth into the new Earth.

   Inside, there are still many creatures that haven't had time to transfer before.

   Of course, there are many wax figures in the Pacific Ocean.

   In this regard, Mo Poor's idea is: to evaporate the sea.

  The Blue and White Society has mastered the picometer technology. Although a large number of scientists have forgotten the relevant knowledge, many members still understand it.

   Not only that, but a large number of machines and force field cubes were seized from the various trophies of the Apocalypse civilization.

  That is no longer pico technology, but a unified force field that is as deep as Amy.

  Dozens of spaceships were seen hovering over the Pacific Ocean, scattered all over the place, and after a while, countless water vapors carried various trace elements and rose to high altitudes.

  The members of the club restrain these gases and maintain their gaseous state, making the atmosphere thicker by hundreds of thousands of meters.

  The azure ocean is shrinking sharply, and what remains are only countless wax figures and some deep-sea animals that have not been transported away.

   "Keep the pressure on them!"

  Deep-sea animals, not to mention losing sea water, will die due to low pressure even if they go to shallow sea.

  Multiple members strive to preserve every animal possible and kill every wax figure.

  Cleaning up wax figures and relocating water and soil is a huge project, but science is the way to make complicated and lengthy work simple and convenient.

  With a unified force field, it is not too difficult to repair and transform a planet even if it is incomplete.

  Rely on the ingenuity and wisdom of the members, plus Mo Qiong's ability to move mountains and fill seas.

  Huaxia, Tianzhu, Australia... Many lands were sent to the New Earth piece by piece.

   One day passed quickly.

  The wax figure has been thoroughly cleaned, and it is determined that no fish slipped through the net.

   There is a simple way to determine whether a wax figure has slipped through the net, that is, once there is a wax figure that cannot be destroyed anyway, it can be determined that it is the last one.

   Everyone is tired, but no one feels tired.

  In this piece of water and soil, everything buried is the traces left by countless creatures.

  These traces prove that they once existed. There are only two deaths in life, the physical death and the death of the last person who remembers him.

  If the traces of countless ancestors are not preserved, and human beings only think about their own migration, then sooner or later they will be forgotten.

  If we forget our roots, human beings will not go far.

  The descendants are the only proof of the existence of the predecessors. When the last human being forgets the ancestors, the ancestors will die completely. In this world, there is nothing to prove their existence.

  …

  The vast water vapor condensed into water again, and was shot to the new home by Mo Qiong.

  The injection of the sea caused the sea level to skyrocket, but under the constraints and adjustments of Mo Poor.

  In the end, this new world is almost the same as the old earth.

   Of course, there are still differences, and many geological structures have changed.

   But it doesn't matter, this is the new birth of human beings.

   "Mo Poor, take a break, we will leave the rest to us," Adams said.

  Mo Poor said: "Everyone is very tired."

  Everyone laughed, no one would open their eyes and tell nonsense, calling themselves not tired.

  At this moment, everyone alive is too tired.

  This war exhausted everyone in the Blue and White Society. Especially Mo Poor, he hasn't rested since two days ago.

  From the Battle of Mars, to Kelong's supremacy, to the migration of contained objects, to the invasion of alien civilizations.

  Mo Poor is always there, he is always active on the battlefield, and everyone is watching.

  He never took a break for almost a moment, and his brain was always in high-load thinking.

  In fact, this kind of heavy pressure has caused serious damage to his brain many times, but these damages have been made up for by super-speed regeneration.

   Not to mention, there is the price of the Holy Shield, which is forever.

  Since the Battle of Apocalypse, Mo Poor has essentially become a well-deserved leader.

  President Ke Long, in this war, the only help is to give Mo Poor the seventh authority.

   And the three arbitrators also handed over their authority to Mo Poor, making Mo Poor the only person who, throughout the ages, is not an arbitrator, but overrides all arbitrators, and has authority second only to the president.

  Everyone undoubtedly trusts Mo Poor,

   Without this step, the human race might have perished. And it was precisely because of their trust that Mo Qiong was able to do his best.

   Kelong released the gods, sealed Moqiong, killed chess players, and attempted to delete the universe, which is now well known.

  The revival of the gods and the death of the president have already made everyone despair.

   This group of indestructible things have caused troubles to the earth and human beings countless times.

  But he never thought that Mo Poor would temporarily capture an ancient **** and gain teleportation.

   Taking advantage of the selfishness of the ancient god, he killed Hao in seconds and obtained the sunset bow.

  His strength has been transformed in a short period of time. Mo Qiong with the sunset bow and Mo Qiong without the sunset bow are simply two existences.

  At this moment, Mo Poor, for him, the distance seems to no longer exist!

  One of the three conditions that trigger his absolute hit, strength, landing point, and contact, has been completely smoothed out.

  He no longer needs to touch the enemy, as long as the strength is enough to shake him, he can shoot the target at any landing point he knows from any distance.

  Everything seems to be under control, and every step is weightless.

  Mo Poor's prestige has reached its peak at this moment, and he has gained everyone's approval.

   "Resurrect everyone." Mo Poor said.

   At this point, all human beings can already be resurrected.

  David worried: "Cities in countless countries have been damaged so badly that we haven't repaired them yet."

   "No, there is no need to hide this war. The homeland of mankind should be jointly built by all mankind." Mo Poor said.

  Abandon the ‘principle of concealment’ and let mankind face everything that comes next?

   "Understood, before the continuation of the Apocalypse War, you decided to semi-publicly transform the civilization of the whole people, right?" David said.

  Mo Poor said: "The main thing is technology, which is the fastest and most popular. The remnants of the Apocalypse civilization are very valuable. Our research department has been severely damaged by knowledge devouring, but we can hand over Apocalypse technology to the world for joint research."

   "Don't underestimate any human being. It's time to unleash the potential of all human beings. We must dig out the treasure of Apocalypse as soon as possible."

   "Combined with Chuangjieshan, I believe that human beings will achieve the most terrifying technological explosion in history."

  The instructions given to Mo Poor subverted the tradition and the principle of maintaining the stability and harmony of ordinary human society that Lanbai Society has always maintained.

   Mo Poor said similar things before, and many people questioned and asked why.

  However, at this moment, none of the members questioned, let alone objected.

  They all accepted Mo Poor's order without reservation, as if everything was natural and there was no need to say anything.

  When Kelong, the sixth-generation president, died, when human beings continued, when Mo Qiong shot down nine suns and ended the age of ancient gods.

  Mo Qiong is already the self-evident president.

  No one specifically emphasized that you should obey the orders of the president.

  If he does this, it can only show that he is not the real president yet.

  Conversely, even if a person is not the president, he has already done it: everyone trusts him for granted, and everything seems to be self-evident.

  Then he already seems holy but not holy, not holy but holy.

  Even if he is not the president yet, he is already the president in everyone's mind.

  …

   p.s: Sorry. Just one chapter, alas, the story will ruin your life. After that, there will be a easing plot, and various pits will be filled. The end can be finished within this year, and it’s okay to write more, but theoretically this book won’t be finished in the background, I will also write a lot of stories about the containment, and write some short stories about containment, basically I can write for a lifetime... My writing skills and overall structure are too poor, and many things cannot be packed into this book, which is a pity.

  (end of this chapter)