Chapter 546 Past Events on the Moon
The cross-country convoy drove on the empty lunar wilderness. For nearly a hundred kilometers, there was nothing but dust.
There are no trees or bugs, and it looks even more desolate than the ice fields on Earth's polar circles.
The "aboriginal" life forms of moon dust monsters that once existed on the moon, except for a very small number of living specimens that were collected in human laboratories like specimens, have long since been slaughtered in the wild.
No matter from the perspective of interests or threats, it is impossible for human beings to tolerate the appearance of civilized aliens on their home planet.
Of course, there is also a very important reason, they are not cute at all!
From the human aesthetic point of view, it can even be said to be ugly. The shell is rough and the edges are sharp. The appearance looks a bit like a mixture of a cockroach and a praying mantis, and there is no way to arouse people's desire for protection.
Such an ugly thing will be destroyed once it is destroyed, and it did not arouse the indignation of various animal protection organizations. Biodiversity is better left to living specimens in the laboratory.
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With the loss of this only indigenous life, the surface of the moon, except for human settlements, became completely dead.
The surface of the moon, which is entirely composed of inorganic matter, is still so difficult that even cockroaches and mice cannot survive, even with an artificial atmosphere.
In just ten years, we have to take into account the fortress-like transformation project. Human beings do not have much thought to improve the environment of the moon. It is already good enough to allow billions of people to survive.
"Could it be that this guy has been practicing hard and has never even visited the surface of the moon?" Yun Ruyan, codenamed Red Fox, was quite puzzled that the man in white next to him had been staring out the window.
"Looking at his eyes, could it be that he has been in seclusion for too long and developed autism?"
Occasionally, the news reports that a cultivator in a certain place suffered from a slight language communication barrier when he came out of seclusion because he imitated ancient books to practice solitary practice. He put down his mobile phone and had no contact with humans for two years...
Just as Yun Ruyan was flashing through this series of thoughts, her eyes happened to catch the man in white who turned to look at her.
"Your name?" Bai Mo asked slowly after looking at each other for a few seconds.
The man in white is one of the vests he left on the moon.
When it is not activated on weekdays, it is basically in a deep sleep state. This is why to outsiders, the bookstore owner seems to only know how to sleep all day long.
By analogy, this vest looks like it belongs to Bai Mo, an arm with an extremely long reflex arc.
Every bit of information from the outside world is transmitted from the moon to the earth, and then returns to the moon for response after being considered by the earth itself. It is the distance between the earth and the moon that causes his control of the moon clone to be delayed by a few seconds.
So if there is nothing particularly important, Bai Mo will not use them.
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As for the books in the bookstore, they were memory fragments that surfaced unconsciously in his sleep. Everything was just a product of illusory fantasy, so naturally there was no problem of being stolen.
"Yun Ruyan." Although she felt that her flattery was useless, she still tried hard to leave an impression on the other party and said her name openly.
Even though the debate between the path of sentience and the path of ruthlessness has been going on for many years, I have never heard of anyone actually achieving anything that is so ruthless.
We all live under the same sky, and the complete separation of gods and humans is just an unreachable ultimate idea.
"He is still willing to take the initiative to speak, maybe there is hope for me!"
"A member of the Yun family?"
"Yes, the Tianqing Yun family." Yun Ruyan replied immediately.
"The former Tianqing." She added.
"After so many years, Yun Jie should have reached the sixth level." Bai Mo recalled what happened more than ten years ago.
"You... know the head of the family?"
As one of the former top leaders of the superpower Huaya Federation, most people on earth have heard of the name Yun Jie.
But that was obviously not what Yun Ruyan was asking. What she wanted to know was whether the two of them had a private relationship.
Under the tangled tree of the Yun family, she was just an insignificant twig, with only a very distant relationship with the main family where Yun Jie lived.
Except for the same surname Yun, she has no contact with her at all on weekdays. It is also relying on this little shadow relationship to maintain her family's social status.
Over twenty years, if the backbone has the will, it will be enough to run a huge interest group with a group of fifth- and sixth-level masters as the core.
"In another hundred years, how different will they be from the bloodline families in the wild world?" Bai Mo suddenly thought of this question.
The circle of extraordinary people is becoming more and more closed, and power, force, and wealth are all concentrated in their hands.
The cooperation of clones, automated machines, and big data program engines allows a high-level practitioner to exert the productivity of hundreds of people by just one person.
It is simply impossible for ordinary people to compete with such monsters in the workplace based on their personal work abilities. Most of them can only choose jobs that they despise.
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"I haven't seen you in almost ten years." He said after being silent for several seconds.
The conversation between the two stopped suddenly, leaving only the sound of cars whizzing by.
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About two hours later, the motorcade stopped outside a suburban villa.
"Are they so afraid of me?" Bai Mo glanced at the surrounding situation.
Outside a lonely villa, there were only a few soldiers standing guard, but above their heads, there were three satellite rail guns aiming in space.
There are also two small hydrogen bombs buried in the ground, as well as an unknown bomb that has a slightly mysterious aura and seems to have a strong curse ability.
Without even checking the pass, the two soldiers had already opened the door of the villa. They seemed to be vaguely aware of what was hidden under them, and they seemed a little restless.
Yun Ruyan, who was kept in the dark, looked suspiciously at the two soldiers who were extremely irresponsible.
"Even if there are just projection clones of some big shots inside, they shouldn't be so relaxed. It's as if they don't care at all if someone sneaks in secretly."
"I'll wait for you outside." Yun Ruyan wisely chose to stay outside. An inexplicable subconscious in her body reminded her not to follow her in.
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As soon as Bai Mo crossed the outer door, the door to the inner room opened automatically.
Just looking from the outside, the house is completely dark, nothing can be seen, the clouds are like smoke, and it looks a bit like a monster with a big mouth that chooses people to eat.
"Welcome." The moment he stepped into the inner door, more than a dozen voices said in unison.
The inner room looks dark from the outside, but it is actually brightly lit.
Eighteen projection clones that look like real people are sitting on a giant round table in front of Bai Mo. Most of them are his old acquaintances.
The only available seat happened to be the one closest to him.