Civilization of the Stars: I loaded the mod

Chapter 47 Three Sentences Let The Sand Sculpture Group Friends Call Me Daddy
Ke Xicai walked straight past Ma Dongmei without looking back, and left a perfunctory sentence.

Looking around, there were only eight people sitting there.

Basically, chat groups outside the domain are the most idle... Uh...

The most active group of people.

Just when he was about to ask if the others were all here, Ma Dongmei's relentless voice came again, with resentment in his tone.

"God stick, so you didn't deny being squeezed by the priest, did you?"

"I really misunderstood you!"

Ma Dongmei's face was full of pain, and her actions were exaggerated, as if what she said meant something. "He even took action against the nuns, priests, and pure white saintess under his hand, and didn't post a video."

"As a good brother, I will wake you up today!"

Ke Xicai rolled his eyes, watching Ma Dongmei ramble out a few impassioned speeches, and strode deliberately to attract the attention of the group of friends.

The other group of friends pricked up their ears, and even Gu Du, who was lying on the sofa bed and taking a nap, quietly opened his eyes.

Gossip, gossip, listen to fun, be a sand sculpture, do bad things.

In the daily life of the outlander group, they basically do everything except business.

"Hey! Go to the god of color criticism!"

Ke Xicai looked calm, made a gesture of rejection, stared at Ma Dongmei who rushed over and spoke leisurely.

"First of all, I'm not a magic stick."

"Secondly, I'm not a color critic."

"Finally, deduct 1 and tell Dad to give you rare technology."

Plop.

The clamor of the cafe disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Grace still stood upright, surrounded by dense subtitle bubbles of '111111'.

The person who made the bubbles, Ma Dongmei, still hugged her thigh tightly, showing a flattering smile.

Those who fight or not are good brothers. A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. He just wants his brother to feel the enthusiasm of Chicheng from his friend.

Fearing that Ke Xicai would go back on his word, he used the speed of being single for 20 years to type out the barrage, and asked questions quickly.

"111, does the boss really give away technology?"

"real."

Hearing the affirmative answer that it was not a joke, Ma Dongmei was taken aback.

The movement of the arms embracing was loose, and the thigh was pulled back by the opportunity. He raised his head to ask clearly, but found that Ke Xicai had already walked to the other end of the sofa.

On the side, the friends who eat melons couldn't sit still when they heard the serious answer.

I thought that this online gathering was just a routine, and in time for the data update period of the Qunxing system panel at the beginning of the month, Ke Xicai wanted to get together for something.

I didn't expect the big one to come.

"Can you elaborate? Qunxing's technology cannot be handed over to us through dictation."

The group friend 'Empire Pancake' took the lead in breaking the silence and asked.

Since it is a surreal game, the scientific and technological information of the stars can naturally be exchanged.

The idea of ​​players sharing technology with each other has been mentioned many times since the server opened.

There have been more than one related hot topics on Qunxing's forum, but the final result of technology sharing stops at the level of the technology module [Technology Tree].

Results are limited.

The method is to provide the specific implementation methods and research and development routes of science and technology through a large number of textual interpretations of civilized scientists by players.

At most, it can only unlock the scientific research options of the corresponding technology, and civilization needs to carry out research and development and application on the basis of its own technology system afterwards.

"Where are the others here?" Ke Xicai didn't reply directly, but instead asked about the situation of the group of friends who were not present.

"It's ready, I've notified them to come back soon." The switch button dressed in military uniform in the crowd replied after regaining consciousness.

The black box communication time at the beginning of each month usually lasts from a few hours to a day.

Because everyone's situation is different, the party will not deliberately set a time, and it doesn't even matter if you don't come.

Usually, a group of friends will open the room in the early hours of the morning, and then other people will come one after another within half a day. Some of the early arrivals will go to the second world to kill time and wait for others after showing up.

After receiving the news that all members of the group of friends from outside the territory had arrived, Ke Xicai raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously.

"That's good. When they come, I'll explain it together."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't say anything more, they could only suppress their curiosity and wait for the official gathering to begin.

After a while, the chatter among the group of friends resurfaced.

Ke Xicai, dressed as a pastor, deliberately chose a seat next to 'Gu Du' and sat down, wanting to learn some knowledge from the boss.

In terms of particularity, Gudu said that he is the second, and no one dares to call it the first.

When they first joined the group, they thought that Gudu was a politician, and he analyzed the three or two things between civilizations in a clear and logical manner. When chatting, he was also very enthusiastic to help the group members to make suggestions one by one.

Later, when he thought something was wrong, he could infer from the words that Gu Du was not very old, and he did not have the smooth and mature appearance of being in a high position at all, and his personality was not good.

Moreover, Gudu also revealed a lot of information that players have not yet discovered, such as three kinds of ascension, fallen empires, and colossus spaceships.

He has confirmed most of the information through the psychic messengers of the fallen empire, so it is familiar.

Stars who haven't played for decades will never have that kind of confidence in the game mechanics at their fingertips.

Now that I think about it, it is self-evident what kind of ingredients Gudu is!

The alien prince's civilization was destroyed and fled to the earth, and the whole mess of the space-time warrior returning from the future emerged spontaneously in his mind.

Glancing at Gu Du, who was lying comfortably and half lying down, he confirmed that his Li Hui image was a human being, Ke Xicai probed and whispered.

"Boss, boss, are you there?"

"Huh? I'm here, what's the matter?" Gu Du closed one eye and responded in a muffled voice, obviously opening both.

"The psionic ascension you mentioned before, I have already seen the first-order ascension of [Heart is better than matter], I want to ask if it is strong, and how it compares to the other two ascensions."

Unlocked the ascension of the heart is better than matter, ask me the strength of the ascension of psionic energy?
Gu Du glanced at him in surprise, exited from the double-open state, thought carefully for a moment, and spread his hands roundly to make gestures.

"It's not a question of being strong or not, it's that special."

"Its intensity fluctuates from high to low. It may only be a few leaders crazy today, and hundreds of millions of people will be eaten by the virtual world tomorrow."

"All in all, it suits you well, idealism and psychic power, bastard looks at mung beans."

"you know."

Gudu closed his eyes with two fingers in the air, probed towards him, and then ended the vivid metaphor.

Ke Xicai was speechless for a while, and laughed dryly twice.

The boss is good everywhere, but occasionally he is a little skinny.

"Then what exactly..."

Before he could finish asking, Gu Du looked up at him and added.

"If I were you, I would unswervingly use spiritual energy to ascend. But after becoming a saint, remember to be careful of the virtual realm."

It was this 'meaningful' look that made Ke Xicai's heart shudder and caused a huge wave. At this moment, he was extremely grateful that the psychic had taught him how to meditate, and he had learned a little bit of the ability to be calm in the world.

"Understood, thank you, sir."

Without changing his face, he thanked him and quickly switched to the perspective of the group of stars.

With the angle of view normalized, the eyes of his image in the cafe dimmed, which is a sign of hanging up but not offline.

Gu Du glanced at Ke Xicai who hung up inexplicably, and closed his eyes again to do his own thing.

……

Back in the familiar environment of the computer center, Ke Xicai was undecided, panting heavily.

The degenerate spherical computer in front of him gradually made him calm down and think about something.

He knows [Transcendence] Ascension!Also know the virtual world!

Ke Xicai had learned about these two concepts in a limited amount from the psychic user, knowing that the name of the second stage of ascension of psychic power was [transcendence and sanctification].

As for the Void, the psionicist only introduced the concept in a veiled way: there is a plane different from reality, a world of will and soul, where unknown dangers and opportunities coexist.

The evaluation of Lost Empire has the word "dangerous"!
Gu Du seems to know a lot too!

Ke Xicai further confirmed the previous conjectures. Those who are half a step ahead of ordinary players in game understanding are called geniuses, and those who are one step ahead are Ouhuang among geniuses.

One hundred million steps ahead, what happened to Gu Du, he didn't even dare to ask, for fear of being killed by suicide one day.

May I ask what creature in the universe can have such a clear understanding of the stars, of course it is an intelligent race that has experienced the game of stars.

He no longer dared to use the word 'human' to describe Gudu.

Fortunately, Gu Du's camp belongs to the Blue Star side, as long as he is an ally, it can be assumed that his identity problem does not exist.

Immersed in self-comfort, time quietly passed by Ke Xicai's side.

In the coffee shop scene of the black box, one figure after another appeared, and the October chat group gathering outside the territory officially started.

　It’s the author’s birthday today, and the writer’s assistant personally sends congratulations, you know what I mean. (dog head)

　　(Three sentences make male netizens spend a recommendation ticket for me)

　　


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