Guo Linan sat at his desk, enjoying the rare leisure time, a pot of tea was placed in front of him, and the office was quiet and could even hear the incense burning slowly in the incense burner. Guo Linan was emptying himself and thinking nothing.

Compared to a few days ago, he had half of his hair and twice as many wrinkles on his face.

At this time, the moon's orbital acceleration weapon was being charged, which was his rare rest time. After selecting the bombing area, the entire moon base could not carry out other communication work within twelve minutes.

In these twelve minutes, no more bad news came, which was Guo Linan's greatest relaxation.

A week ago, the first psychic awakening appeared on the moon base, a senior technician temporarily recruited by the relevant departments. He accidentally cut his protective suit with tools while working in an outdoor environment.

At that time, the rail gun was charging, and the communication system was offline. He persisted in an aerobic environment for 17 minutes. If it weren't for serious frostbite, the auditors of the relevant departments would not even notice his existence.

After the technician was isolated, he mysteriously disappeared in the quarantine room. The search team then found the frozen corpse where he had worked before.

The deceased obviously lived in a vacuum environment for a long time, and it was enough for him to draw a blasphemy symbol of fifteen meters in diameter on the ground. Fortunately, he had not had time to sacrifice his flesh and blood, but he died because of the low temperature and anaerobic environment.

In the subsequent investigation, the investigators found several lines of diary-like dialogue records on the walls of the isolation room, engraved on the metal wall with their fingernails.

"It keeps getting me out...I don't want to go out, it's cold outside...I don't want to draw any hell...I just want to go home..."

"It told me to find a space suit... No, I don't want to wear a space suit... No matter what it wants to do, I just don't want to wear a space suit... Without a space suit, I die in eight minutes... I will give it eight minutes, hahaha..."

Obviously, at the level that Guo Linan cannot see, the brave technician fought a desperate battle with the chaotic will in his mind. He finally adhered to the bottom line of being a human being in a compromise way.

But what if the next awakened person does not have such a proud soul? How long can the moon base last in such an environment?

With a slight shaking, the entire moon base resumed its firepower. The adjutant outside the door gently knocked on Guo Linan's door: "Sir, the weapon has been activated, and it is expected to destroy the target area in 212 seconds."

"Tell Captain Wang to keep him and his people away from the target area as far as possible." Guo Linan replied on a routine basis: "It is a plain area. Even if the damage range we estimated is one-tenth of the error, they are prone to being accidentally injured."

"I'm sorry, four minutes after the communication system was offline, Captain Wang's signal was completely offline, and there were no established human armed forces in the area." The adjutant sent a document: "This is the latest order sent by the military to use the destruction bomb to carry out a carpet-style strike on the area."

Guo Linan did not say a word and signed the document. This was the fifth bomb use agreement he signed. It means that outside North America, there are five areas that once belonged to human civilization, which have completely lost traces of human beings, and have become dead domains, or worse, sacrificial grounds for the chaotic demons.

"How is the STC equipment deployed?" Guo Linan accidentally cut off the signature pen in his hand, discarded it casually, and replaced it with another one.

"Eighty percent of the STC equipment has been put into place, but the corresponding materials have been prepared to delay a lot of time." The adjutant took out another report: "Related training is also underway, but many people are questioning the significance of equipping with STC equipment in this case."

"Including you too?" Guo Linan raised his head and smiled.

"Yes, including me, sir. If the base falls, we can't reorganize even with STC equipment." The adjutant replied honestly: "I know that these STC equipment can even build a small base from scratch, but does it really make sense?"

"Maybe it's really meaningless as you said." Guo Linan looked at the dark universe outside the window: "Because if the base with such perfect defense has fallen, and a simple base built by a group of people in semi-handmade ways, what's the point if it can be built?"

The adjutant was quietly waiting for the subsequent answer, and this was the same in his doubts.

"Because of hope, these STC devices are hope." Guo Linan's voice was a little hoarse: "If everything existing is destroyed, at least people who are still alive know that there is something here that can rebuild everything they are accustomed to and rebuild the entire civilization. Hope is the most important weapon for us to fight chaos."

"I understand, sir." The adjutant asked again, "but why don't we tell everyone directly?"

"Because before civilization is destroyed, we still have a tough battle to fight, rather than telling everyone directly that we are finished and we are ready for the end of civilization." Guo Linan waved his hand, letting his foolish adjutant disappear, standing alone waiting for the next bad news to arrive.

At this time, Guo Linan was a little envious of Yang Yuefan. At least that psychic could overlook the entire world from a higher level.

Yang Yuefan, who was envied by Guo Linan, was in the New World at this time. He stood not far from Aisinger and looked at this magic barrier, feeling the traces left by Xu Yichen here.

The process of Xu Yichen's promotion to the legend was recorded by the Sea of ​​Psychology like a diary, without any omission.

Yang Yuefan saw countless Zerg individuals killed here, and the effects left by those insects who could use psychic energy were particularly clear.

The most noticeable one is the nest owner.

The projection left by the nest owner on the sea of ​​psychic energy even retained a little self-awareness. It stretched out its tentacles to Yang Yuefan in a daze, and its dissipating will was still calling for the fleet of insects.

Through the nest owner, Yang Yuefan saw an extremely vast world. Although those worlds eventually turned into a deserted area under the attack of the Tyron insect swarm, it was still a rare beauty.

That was the real world. Yang Yuefan greedily obtained information from the external universe and refused to let go of a detail.

He knew that this might be the closest opportunity to the real universe in his life. Faced with the increasingly powerful spiritual energy, Yang Yuefan had calmly accepted his destiny.
Chapter completed!