If anyone is the biggest variable in Gong Yaming's ordinary life, it is undoubtedly the strange elder Lu Xianda in the Mo Sect. At first, he used an ancient talisman to guide Gong Yaming onto the road of legend.

Later, it was also because of Lu Xianda that Gong Yaming had to stay at the Mo family's mountain gate and meditate for 3 months, and finally accumulated a lot of money. By chance, he found another way to compete with the gods - a path to civilization.

In the universal laws of human society, the most important criterion for "man" to be separated from ignorant creatures is the production and use of tools, and "tools" are material, which extends that "matter" is the crucial cornerstone of the progress of human civilization.

The Momen thought, as a narrow branch of naive materialism, does not violate the first half of this law, but the subsequent truth that "the tool" is material, so matter determines consciousness, and consciousness reacts to matter" is alienated.

In the Immen thought, the ink instrument is essentially a "tool" in the eyes of ordinary people, and the manufacturing and use of such tools requires the participation of the power of the soul. In this way, in the process of civilization progress, the "soul" or may also be called "consciousness" has the same important position as the "matter".

By chance, the mutated giant banyan that absorbs the power of faith as the material, breaking through the constraints of those who make ink tools must have strong soul abilities and extraordinary talents and skills. Later, he changed the ink tools made by the mutated giant banyan to "Innovation Instruments".

In Gong Yaming's vision, a new "tool" system that is more operable than existing machinery and is a hundred times more convenient to innovate instruments, which will one day replace the old mechanical system.

By then, everyone who uses new tools will naturally feel the extraordinaryness of Yabo Juban, which is the source of all tools. This feeling will be absorbed by the Juban like faith. As the planter and owner of the Juban, Yabo Maharaja can draw this power from the Juban and climb to the top of the evolution chain.

There is no need for the admiration of the world; no need for worship of believers; no need for the management of secular forces. There is no need to harvest the spiritual power of the devouts and transform into a lofty idol god to fool the people.

According to the evolutionary process that you have gone through, create a new civilization system that can be used for your own evolution. This is Gong Yaming's "road to civilization compatibility"!

Of course, for now, this path has just been explored by him. Many concepts such as "Thanks and beliefs are essentially the same spiritual power, and can also be absorbed by the giant banyan" are hypotheses, but at this moment, Yabo Maharaja has taken a solid first step.

The shortcut prop needed for the next step is "The True Interpretation of Mo Yi", but the lucky Lu Xianda in Gong Yaming's life has now become a chain that binds him. It makes the Lord Yabo unable to use tough means to seize this huge prop...

The ten things in life are not satisfactory. When Gong Yaming is not related to Momen, he will always be confused with the disciples of Momen. But when he covets "Moyi Zhenjie" and wants to contact Momen more, he has not waited for Momen's telecommunications or messages for several months.

Wait until September. When Yabo and the Galaxy Federal Central Government completed the second phase of the agreement, the central government opened the Yabo Beroko, Domilan... When the 82 D-class civilized star areas of 6 Sin Chews in Orange and Jidoli, Yabo Maharaja will join 37 fleets and 670w National Self-Defense Force soldiers. The time to rush to the battlefield of the Lieshavin Star Zone is also up.

"Is it Liang Aixuan's cousin?" On the eve of the war, Gong Yaming strolled on the streets of Yaboxing Yabo City, and took the initiative to call him, his contact with Momen, Liang Aixuan's telecommunications.

"Hello cousin Yaming, I am Ai Xuan, is there anything wrong?" Liang Ai Xuan's surprise answer came from the telecommunication device.

"There is nothing special, but I'm going to go to the Star Wars battlefield soon. As agreed, you know. I want to notify you." Gong Yaming whispered.

"Star Battlefield," Liang Aixuan exclaimed, "Brother, where are the battlefields are you going to?"

Liang Aixuan, who looked like a beautiful snake in Gong Yaming's eyes, made the somewhat sweet 'brother' frown uncomfortable, but it was obviously inappropriate to not answer. He could only say helplessly: "Lie Shawen Star Realm."

The defense of a star boundary area is naturally impossible to be completely supported by the Yabo National Self-Defense Force reinforcements. Federal military forces and a large number of hired professional explorers will be taken for granted to be active on the battlefield of Lieshavin, so Gong Yaming does not need to lie.

"Is the Lieshawen Star Realm area very dangerous?" Liang Aixuan asked with concern. As she spoke, a slight questioning sound came from beside her.

As the most central city with 82 administrative stars, Yabo City, apart from its cutting-edge technology level, is comparable to any brilliant city in the human world in any aspect.

But out of the private interests of the Supreme Ruler of Yabo, the seven communities on the edge of the city still retain the ancient cultural style of some low-level civilized cities.

While talking to Liang Aixuan, the pupae who started this incident was walking in a street market that was almost the same as the earth. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He strode to a stall selling ancient small goods, picked up a rusty tiny hammer, and whispered: "There must be danger, but it should not be fatal."

"I know you are a powerful explorer, but my friend said that the Star Wars battlefield is different from the primitive planet. Brother, don't be careless." Liang Aixuan reminded softly.

"For me, it's no different. Both places are just a field where the strong survive and the weak die," Gong Yaming looked at the toy hammer with a strange expression, and said, "Okay, I'm going to set off soon, see you." As he said that, he hung up the telecommunications.

"Sir, although we are small stalls here, the artworks for sale are all genuine and unique," the stall owner selling old iron hammers is an eloquent young girl. Seeing someone interested in her products, she said in a sweet voice: "Just like the hammer you took.

It was written by an ancient craftsman of a mysterious native civilization. It is said that the three square patterns carved on the hammer head symbolize the king's power of that civilization and is a symbol of the inheritance of the tribe chief..."

"These three square patterns are the words "Pi Li" and "Boom"," Gong Yaming tightly grasped the tiny handle of the hammer and whispered to interrupt the stall owner's fabrication: "This hammer is indeed an antique, what is the price?"

When the girl heard that the guest was an expert, the girl stall owner blinked and looked up and down at Gong Yaming and said, "It turns out that the hammer head is engraved with ancient words. Sir, are you an archaeologist?"

"I am not an archaeologist, I just happen to know this kind of ancient word," Gong Yaming said with a smile: "How much does this hammer cost?

Where did you get this hammer? Do you have similar goods?"

"This hammer was found by my father in a market for old things in Beilun Republic before," the girl's eyes flashed with a cunning look, and her tone seemed a little regretful: "I have been treasured for several years. I have never seen similar antiques. If you want to buy them, it will cost at least 3,000 yuan."

These antiques were indeed bought by the girl's father occasionally when he was not immigrating to Yabo, but they were not treasured and sold, but were never purchased.

"It is precious to me, but it is worthless to others," Gong Yaming took out a stack of thousand-dollar bills from his pocket and put them on the stall. An uncontrollable smile appeared on his face and said softly: "It seems that today is my lucky day, and it is yours."

After saying that, he ignored it. Looking at the stack of at least tens of thousands of dollars, the dazed girl held the ancient iron hammer tightly in her hand and walked away...

Three hours later, on the tarmac of the first military base of Yabo Star Ruijian, General Kasach led dozens of Yabo National Self-Defense Force generals and thousands of school officials with a cold expression. Under the scorching rays of starry light, he quietly waited for the arrival of Yabo Maharaja.

"General Kazakh, we expect the time to set off has come. Can you contact Lord YGW..." Lieutenant Colonel Wenger, who was already sweating profusely in charge of the contact matters between the Federal Military and the Yabo National Self-Defense Force, stepped forward and said beside Kazakh.

"Lt. Col. Wenger, you will come at the most appropriate time without anyone's urging." But before Wenger finished speaking, Hassach interrupted his reasonable request in a cold voice.

These stubborn soldiers who were brainwashed by the dictatorship had no brains and would definitely die on the battlefield of Star Wars because of ignorance. Wenger saw Hassach's expressionless face and looked around and found that all the Yabo officers did not have a hurried look and cursed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, when he was cursing, a huge lightning suddenly broke through the sky under the scorching sun, almost burning Wenger's pupils.

In a few seconds, mixed with the hurricane, a "boom" sounded across the world, making people feel that the ground shook violently.

When such an abnormal situation occurred, Hassach's face changed slightly. He immediately contacted the base command. After a few conversations, his face quickly returned to calmness. He made up the military cap that was blown by the wind and continued to stand in front of everyone.

"General Kasach, what happened just now?" Wenger, as a civilian officer, finally stood up straight, shook his head, and asked loudly with a frown.

Hassach seemed not to hear Wenger's question and said calmly: "Lieutenant Colonel Wenger, please calm down. At most, our fleet can set off in 10 minutes. You will arrive soon..." (To be continued.
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