"Stop being so sentimental. What should we do with this little tail that we can't get rid of?" Sir System nagged.
"If you really want to get rid of it, there are plenty of ways. I understand what you're trying to say. You're trying to use it, right? "Fang Ning scoffed.
Sir System was indignant. "You're slandering me again. All you can think about is' use '. I'm just trying to find a way out for it. The powerhouses among them are really powerful. They can easily create a large fireball with a temperature of hundreds of thousands of degrees. No wonder the River God said that they need an external force to save them. Such a force is not something that they can fight against even if they gather together. "
"Hey, now that you mention it, it reminds me of something very important." When Fang Ning heard the words' large fireball ', an idea flashed through his mind. However, he did not manage to grasp it. He said regretfully, "It's just that your words were too long and I forgot again …"
"…" Sir System was very innocent. "It's your bad memory. How can you blame me for this?"
"Forget it. Let me ask it first and see if it's worthy of our support." Fang Ning said thoughtfully.
"Then ask it properly." Sir System was satisfied.
Fang Ning was about to take over the body when he suddenly stopped. "Oh right, did you learn the way they speak when Anderson was studying their language? It's a little troublesome to communicate spiritually. After all, they can't communicate spiritually. "
"I learned it. You don't have to worry about that. I'll translate it for you in real time." Sir System assured.
"Translate it for me. I want to ask for its name." Fang Ning said worriedly.
"That's easy. Zi zi … Zi zi zi zi …" Sir System said quickly.
"Uh, those who understand would know that you're translating the alien language. Those who don't understand would think that you're mimicking a mouse …" Fang Ning was speechless.
"That's how they speak. However, it's expressed through magnetic fluctuations. You don't have to worry about that. I'll use sound waves to make the same vibration. They can feel it and understand it too. "Sir System said confidently.
"Sigh, what a pity. They're just like those octopuses. Their language is naturally compatible with the technology tree. It's just that they're limited by their social form and can't embark on the path of science. No wonder the sages said that a social form in which the minority oppresses the majority is the biggest obstacle to the path of science. "Fang Ning was very emotional.
Sir System said faintly, "I don't know which wise sage said this. Seems like it was said by the wise sage, Host …"
"That's because you haven't read enough. This isn't my original work," Fang Ning said confidently.
"Stop these useless sighs and get to work." Sir System was speechless, so it immediately became exasperated.
Fang Ning could not be bothered with this idiot and asked for the Azure Dragon's body back.
Therefore, the little azure dragon stopped, turned around and asked, "Why do you keep following me, you long magnetic man?"
This time, it was no longer Spiritual Telepathy but the language of the magnetic men.
Sir System was quite reliable. In Fang Ning's ears, it was a "zi-zi-la-la" sound, just like an old-fashioned radio.
The long magnetic man was stunned. He seemed to be surprised that the other party could speak their language.
Fortunately, it seemed to be quite courageous and quickly reacted.
"I'm here to thank Great God for saving my life."
"Oh, you can't just thank me for nothing. Do you have anything concrete to say?" Fang Ning said matter-of-factly …
"Very good, Mr. Rich Boss. You've finally learned my chivalrous ways." Sir System was very pleased.
"Nonsense, because I'm acting as you now …" Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"…" Sir System was speechless.
The long magnetic man was at a loss for words. He stuttered and said, "We magnetic slaves are very poor. Other than some magnetic food that we have saved, we don't have anything else."
"Oh, is that so? What is the magnetic food that you're talking about? "Fang Ning asked patiently.
"Magnetic food is clean energy extracted from the magnetic field of the planet. It's for some kind nobles to eat," the long magnetic man answered carefully.
Fang Ning recalled the "Society Report of the Magnetic People" that he had just read. The other party did not lie. Although their social form was backward, their understanding of magnetic fields was close to the level of modern science. After all, they lived in magnetic fields.
"Hehe, other people take away the food that you've worked so hard to extract, but you still praise them as kind-hearted people. Is it because there are so-called nobles who can eat you directly?" Fang Ning sighed.
"Great God, we really don't have a choice. Those nobles are very powerful. We can only endure like this for generations," the long magnetic man said sadly.
"You're following me because you want me to change your living conditions, right?" Fang Ning said directly.
When the long magnetic man heard this, he quickly kowtowed and said, "Please be merciful, Great God. A few months ago, a kind god passed by this area. He told us that there are other powerhouses in this universe. If they come, we should beg them. Only then can we change our situation."
"Hehe, this is really the way of thinking of the gods. They never consider using the power of the lower class …" Fang Ning shook his head.
The long magnetic man did not reply. He only looked at the Azure Dragon eagerly.
"Alright, get up. I still need to observe for a while before I can perform the surgery," Fang Ning said calmly.
"I'm willing to serve the Great God," the long magnetic man said straightforwardly.
"Uh, aren't you afraid that you'll be punished after you fail?" Fang Ning asked curiously.
"Sigh, Great God, there are countless stories of us, the lower-class magnetic people, rebelling. We spend every day in the midst of death, so we've developed the habit of being happy one day at a time. No one knows if we'll still be alive the next day. Everyone is afraid of death, but if there's a chance to change our fate, I believe that no one will be afraid of death," the long magnetic man said sadly.
Fang Ning's eyes were solemn. He could not help but sympathize with him. His situation could very well be the future of mankind.
After all, there would always be very few powerhouses, and the kindness of the powerhouses could not be counted on. Kindness was a concept that only appeared when there was a balance of power.
If it was not for the invention and perfection of firearms that allowed ordinary people to become the main characters of war, the feudal era would not have disappeared from the stage of history.
He nodded and said, "Very well, I'll arrange a place for you to rest first."
Fang Ning was not a hot-blooded teenager. He had already entered the stage of a greasy uncle …
After more than a decade of programming experience, he was well aware of the difficulty of doing practical things. Any neglect of a single detail would lead to the collapse of the system.
To make a stable system, research was necessary. The more detailed the research, the higher the success rate.
After keeping the long magnetic man into the Draconic Arcane Realm, he began to wander around the Magnetic Star.
…
Earth, China's Truth Department.
Ren Ruofeng was reading a thick stack of reports.
Summary of the Population Cultivation Experiment in the Land of Sanguinity.
One of the Truth Department's trump cards, China's Nets Above Snares Below, relied on absorbing spiritual energy and condensing it into a powerful offensive and defensive method. Its foundation was the billions of ordinary people who cultivated the Cultivation of the Spirit.
It could be said that the more people there were, the stronger Skynet would be.
However, the reproduction of the population was a long-term process. The good times of rapid population growth in the last century were long gone.
Now that the population was not growing at a negative rate, many countries could be proud of it.
Indeed, after the start of the Era of Vitality, there were very few countries that could maintain population growth. The living could not keep up with the dead. This was a normal phenomenon. Those countries with high population growth rates happened to have low national strength, so it was difficult for them to resist the endless special events.
Under such circumstances, using the River of Blood to produce a large number of people with higher cultivation qualifications had become a key project.
This project had started a long time ago, and with the consent of the owner of the Land of Sanguinity, a group of capable researchers worked overtime day and night to study the River of Blood that could breed life.
Today was the harvest season.
Ren Ruofeng read half of it and could not help but clap his hands. "Very good, very good. In this way, as long as the supply of daily necessities is solved, it won't be a problem to produce tens of billions of Chinese in minutes …"
"As long as there are 50 billion Chinese, the spiritual energy gathered together can poke even an Ocean-level powerhouse! Such a deterrent force is enough to make those unscrupulous gods not dare to expel the people of Earth. "
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