One Thousand and Forty to Create Heaven

"It's not easy. Transport the animals to Mayne first." A staff member in the space command center in the distant Alan Siris stretched his waist and sighed aloud.

The animals that are sent to Maine must be strictly selected and cleaned. In their intestines and stomachs, all parasites will be wiped out.

On the surface of their bodies, all insect eggs or harmful insects such as fleas will also be cleaned up.

They are all good selections to ensure health, they can live safely in the new world, and reproduce and expand without worry.

Several re-entry pods representing marine life showed that they too had been opened. All kinds of fish and microorganisms in it were injected into the seawater and river water of Mayne, as if it were a spectacular ceremony of releasing life.

Not only fish, other organisms are also dumped into the seawater, and there are countless baits for the reproduction of microorganisms. In this world, countless god puppets are playing God, giving life to this new world!

"Yes! Of course it's not easy... It takes time to reproduce these animals." Another staff member nodded, agreeing with his colleague.

They have just completed a project of unprecedented scale, transporting tens of thousands of animals of dozens of species carefully selected to the distant planet Moyu No. 1, which is now Mayne.

These species will take root in the new world, and then form an ecosphere, ready for the immigration of humans and other races.

"Soon these animals will adapt to the environment over there." The staff member who spoke first looked at the status of the re-entry cabin transmitted back, and nodded with satisfaction.

Because of the accumulation of a lot of experience in re-entry into the atmosphere, basically all the launches this time were successful.

The maturity of space transition technology will also make it easier and faster to replenish supplies in the future. Everything is moving in a good direction, which is good news for everyone.

He paused, and continued to say to his colleagues: "Then, the number of these herbivores will suddenly increase to the point of collapse."

While talking, he also made an exaggerated gesture, gesturing how many delicacies there would be waiting for him to conquer: "At that time, the farm will be full of rabbits, the roads will be full of rabbits, and rabbits will be everywhere. "

Then he summed up his speech with bright eyes: "Without their natural enemies, they will destroy the dealers and flood them... You swallow your saliva so loudly."

His colleague snorted, "I didn't swallow my saliva! You idiot! But you're right.

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To put it bluntly, these deliberately spread herbivores are actually carnivores and human rations. Let them reproduce first, just for the convenience of hunting in the future.

Now these poor critters might think they're in heaven, but the more there are of them, the more Meen is a carnivore's paradise.

And as the largest number of carnivores, humans will definitely regard Mayne as a good place. When they get there, they will find that there may be a good place full of wild game.

"Maybe, you have a way to deal with this kind of problem?" came a voice that asked knowingly.

The staff member who spoke first replied as a matter of course: "Your Majesty has already thought about it... At that time, we only need to send the predators in the middle of the food chain there, and the environment will naturally be balanced."

"Is this just the beginning?" The voice seemed very interested in the plan, so he continued to ask.

"Of course! In the end, the giant wolves, the giant snakes... etc... countless races can live happily there." Another staff member replied without looking back.

Anyway, they have lived too much of this kind of life of gossip while working, so they take it for granted, take it for granted, show off what they have heard, and accept the admiration of those who are late. .

"And it's much happier over there than ours." The staff member who seemed to know some big news continued.

"Much happier?" This time, the question was asked by another technician next to him who spoke first. Obviously, he was also very gossip and curious.

"That's right! It may take tens of millions of years, or even hundreds of millions of years, for mosquitoes to evolve over there... and during this process, there are no mosquitoes in Mayne." I wanted to mention this matter just now The staff looked satisfied.

Well, it's a satisfaction that I know none of you know...it's so refreshing, it's almost ecstasy.

"That's really a good place." Another technician exclaimed.

"That's really a good place!" Another voice also praised.

"I said... are what you said true?" After a slight pause, the voice continued to ask.

"When...of course it is true." After answering this sentence, a technician finally realized the problem, and there seemed to be another voice between them.

So he suddenly turned his head, and saw a huge monster squatting behind him, covered in smooth fluff.

"That's really great!" As the leader of the giant wolf clan, Borken squatted there with a smile on his face.

The faces of the two mortal engineers turned pale with fright, because they saw a giant wolf bigger than the bed, grinning at the two of them.

They swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then ended their conversation and left this "dangerous place" against the wall.

And that giant wolf, a powerful wolf clan stronger than the Fasheng, is still intoxicated in that beautiful world without mosquitoes...

Not everyone can understand the despair of the handless orcs towards mosquitoes. If there is a clean environment, these orcs will be very yearning.

"It seems that building your own fief is not a bad thing." Thinking about what the two staff members said just now, the giant wolf Borken suddenly had a lot of inspiration.

He is Vivian's old friend, so he naturally knows that Her Royal Highness has many "fiefdoms" in her hands.

At that time, exchange credit or favors for a planet, and fill it with rabbits, elks, pheasants, and wild ducks... It's a little exciting to think about it!

"A planet, full of food, clean water, full of IFI... Just thinking about it makes my mouth water..." Borken thought of this, twisted his neck, and the fluff on his body swayed like brocade up the waves.