"Human Civilization". Game World.

On a huge iceberg, an ice sculpture stands.

Under the sunlight, the ice sculpture is crystal clear. In a vague way, you can see a charming woman inside it.

She is the ice and snow goddess Cui Mingmei.

The reality is only two days, but the game time is two full years!

During these two years, Choi Mingmei has been freezing herself here and has never moved.

The whistle of the winged dragon in the sky did not awaken her; the roar of the Tyrannosaurus Rex in the distance did not alarm her.

At this moment, there was no movement in her body, as if she was dead.

However, in her mind, her consciousness was running rapidly.

No one knows what she is doing except...

She herself!

Time passes quickly, the sun sets in the west, and the night comes.

The nights of the Jurassic era were extremely cold.

The cold wind blew the ice sculptures over and over again. The ice sculptures became bigger and bigger...

Sudden!

An emotionally unconscious mind sounded inexplicably, resounding through Cui Mingmei's mind:

"Player No. 007, your second stage of Star Warrior training has been achieved. Current consciousness intensity: 200; mental intensity: 200; combat power: 2000."

"Now, please record the content of the third stage of the Star Warrior's cultivation!"

As the sound fell, endless information poured into Cui Mingmei's mind.

Cui Mingmei immediately used her consciousness to remember these precious information word by word.

At this moment, outsiders do not know what this information is.

That is one of the three overlords in the seventh universe: the complete cultivation system of the Star Spirit Clan.

From a first-level star warrior, to a sixth-level star warrior, to a twelve-level dark tung samurai...

The mind determines potential!

Spirit is better than force!

When Cui Mingmei becomes the sixth-level star warfare master, her spiritual strength will be comparable to that of a small planet; her consciousness will be out of her body and spread throughout the starry sky with thousands of changes...

...

New York, USA.

Ike nodded with satisfaction by monitoring this scene through the Star Wars Intelligent Brain.

As long as these evolvers are given time, many Star Wars masters will be born on Earth. At that time, even if the 50 billion dragon army of flying dragons attacks the solar system, I will not be afraid.

With this idea, Ike turned around and shouted:

"Moulton, Mr. Moulton!"

Hearing the shouts, Malton quickly walked in from outside the door.

"Sir, please give me instructions!"

"Call me to the five superpower organizations and tell them: each evolver will take at least one life fruit every day, otherwise he will be in danger of life."

"Yes, sir!"

Moulton agreed and then quickly went out to call governments.

Actually, there is no need for Ike to remind you now.

In the eyes of governments of various countries, every evolver in their country is a priceless treasure. Not to mention eating one fruit of life a day, even if eating ten, governments of various countries will be willing to be stingy.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s take a look at the way the Chinese side does.

There are as many as 200 members of the special medical team waiting for Cui Mingmei, Chen Jiang and others 24 hours a day. These people are paying attention to the physical condition of the evolutionists every minute and every second.

Let’s take a look at the wealthy US government.

Their SHIELD members do not eat one fruit of life every day, but two.

One in the morning and one in the afternoon.

As for the French Vulcan mother and son, there are more.

In order to take care of the soon-to-be-born children in Mrs. Henry's belly, France sent military aircraft every day to transport four fruits of life from the treasury.

According to the French President:

Pregnant women eat a lot. After all, they only have to live with one person. So eating more is safer.

After receiving a call from Malton, governments of various countries became more concerned about this matter.

The savvy politicians guessed something from Morton's revelation.

That is, in a short period of time, the evolvers will not play games.

As for why?

They don’t know, and they don’t need to know. Anyway, as long as it is beneficial to the country.

...

Time passes day by day.

In "Human Civilization", every day, countless players are rushing towards the human-eating dinosaurs with their own weapons.

I'm dead today and continue tomorrow.

I'll die tomorrow, and continue the day after tomorrow...

Due to this approach, the territories of major guilds are getting bigger and bigger, and the civilization level of the gathering places is also developing faster and faster.

A week later, Watermelon Entertainment, a subsidiary of Watermelon Alliance, held a press conference to announce it:

The Watermelon Guild officially entered the Iron Age.

As soon as this news came out, governments of various countries became anxious.

What does the Iron Age represent? It represents expansion and war.

The Watermelon Guild is about to start a war against the Jurassic overlord dinosaurs!

Game world.

On the vast grassland, a huge stone city stands.

It is called Watermelon City, which is a city built by the Watermelon Guild after spending a full nine years of gaming.

Thinking back to the beginning, in order to drive away the nearby dinosaurs, each of the 3 million Watermelon Guild players died more than a hundred times.

It can be said that this city was completely piled up by players with their lives.

At this time, the watermelon city was in full swing, and the sound of metal was ringing everywhere.

Players are creating swords.

I will go to the battlefield tomorrow. How can I do without weapons?

This time, the Watermelon Guild wants to push the grassland to kill all the threats on the grassland...

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

A low stone house sounded knocking.

Hearing the sound, the owner of the stone house hurriedly ran to open the door.

As the simple door opened, a middle-aged man wearing iron armor and an iron helmet appeared outside the door. The man looked like ice and had a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

Genius knew how many dinosaurs this middle-aged man killed during these nine years of gameplay.

At this time, the middle-aged man was holding two swords in his hand, one was a broad sword and the other was a thin sword.

Seeing the master open the door, the murderous intent in the man's eyes instantly restrained. He smiled and handed the thin sword in his hand.

"Hi Mina! I know you don't have a weapon yet, so I'll make a hand for you. Look, this one, do you see if you match it?"

Upon hearing this, the girl player named "Mina" was overjoyed and quickly took over the sword.

"Thank you! Thank you, Altay!"

"You're welcome, just like you!"

The middle-aged man stared at Mina intently, his eyes full of affection.

Feeling this friendship, Mina lowered her head shyly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Sudden!
To be continued...