Star Civilization: I loaded the MOD

Chapter 48 Just say whether you want it or not!

Ten minutes later, Ke Xicai calmed down and returned again.

The vision was divided into two again in a daze.

When you close one eye, the scene in the coffee shop occupies your entire field of vision.

The original rows of sofas and chairs in the store have been adjusted into an irregular circular arrangement.

All 21 group members arrived and sat in rows.

Each virtual image has its own characteristics.

For example, the luxurious military uniform of the shutdown key represents that he is an authoritarian military state.

The huge dove logo on Gudu's costume symbolizes extreme pacifism.

The cat paw print on the chest of the mysterious cat, the flat pattern was forcibly propped up into a three-dimensional pattern, does not represent any trend of thought, it is just a simple personal 'characteristic'.

Even Ke Xicai's own image is in a pure white priest's robe.

Looking around at the colorful group of friends, he found that all eyes were focused on him. He was slightly startled, then scratched his head and smiled at the group friends who were accompanying him.

"Hahaha, everyone has been chatting so much. Sorry, sorry, the leader of the player group asked me for something just now, so I was delayed for a while."

The reason is half true and half false, but others don't care about this little time.

What is important is sharing the technology situation.

The hostess lowered her head to look at him and asked seriously:

"Ke Xicai, what are you talking about in terms of technology? When other people told us just now, I almost thought they were joking."

Many people present nodded subconsciously, and Imperial Pancake sitting opposite found it hard to believe this.

"As far as I know, the problem of sharing technology has made the entire civilization helpless. How did you do it?"

This is also a common doubt among group members.

"Can it be popularized?" another group member asked.

Obviously, the questioner is thinking from the perspective of a Blue Star player.

Ordinary people may not know the reason why the sharing technology plan failed, but their outside players know this kind of thing clearly.

There are fundamental differences in history, culture, and systems between the civilizations of different players.

Even if the races are similar in appearance and are both human beings, interspecies segregation still exists.

Some are adapted to the environment of ocean planets, some are adapted to the environment of desert planets, and some even prefer the environment of dead planets.

From a small perspective, the types of industrial basic parts are different. From a large perspective, it is difficult to apply the scientific systems of different civilizations' understanding of the universe, or even understand each other's cognitive views.

Coupled with the limited ability of humans to convey information, players are essentially mortal bodies, not robots.

After some players tried to follow the dial, they only got a comforting result-unlocking scientific research options.

This allows players to explore the idea of ​​​​shortcut sharing technology, and directly cuts it in half.

Ke Xicai crossed his arms very confidently and glanced at the idiot who often mocked him when chatting.

I usually tease him for being a dog to aliens, but he treats him like a dog like this.

Can anyone else do it?

Thinking of this, he patted his chest hard and assured:

"Since I said I want to share technology, there must be a way to circumvent this restriction."

"The Lost Empire, do you still remember?"

The Lost Empire? Isn’t that the overlord of the great big daddy?

"Your father?" Ma Dongmei asked quietly.

"Pfft~"

A suppressed chuckle came from nowhere.

Ke Xicai suddenly turned his head and looked around, his eyes unkind. "Hey, hey! I'm serious, please be more serious."

"Lost Empire, Guardian of Aivarite, this technology was given to me by them."

To prove this, he opened the system photo album and showed the screenshots to everyone.

The background of the picture is a crystal 'mountain' winding for tens of kilometers, and a white energy body reaches out to hold a chip.

At the same time, at the bottom of the photo, there is a system prompt indicating the completion of [Psychic Theory] technology research.

Seeing the message expressed in the picture, the group of friends had mixed reactions.

"Wow~ It's so awesome. Why did you research successful technology?"

Meng's eyes were fixed on the scientific research completion prompt. She didn't know why. She had never seen it before, but it felt very powerful.

Baike Quanshu pointed at the picture and asked: "Is this a screenshot of the cutscene where you accept the gift from the Fallen Empire in the Holy Land of the Crystal Mountains?"

"There is no cutscene in the stars, but the second half of the sentence is correct, let's watch again." Ke Xicai crossed his legs and lay comfortably, correcting his mistake.

"As a reminder, the Aivarite Guardian is in the screenshot."

Everyone continued to stare at the photos, trying to dig out more information.

Baike Quanshu frowned and stared for a long time without seeing anything.

The photo was well staged and full of divine charm. The large light group was obviously a Ketian. The chip fell from the sky in a pillar of holy light. There was probably some kind of spaceship in the sky. The location was a mountain covered with crystals. It should be a civilization.

's holy place.

Giving gifts in a holy place is very consistent with the style of the magic stick civilization.

But where are the other creatures here? Are they invisible due to psychic powers, or are they just some unremarkable rock?

While he was thinking hard, Gu Du, who had been silent from beginning to end, spoke up and gave the answer.

"That Aivarite man should be the Crystal Mountain."

Crystal Mountains? How big can a creature be?

Baikequan looked at Shengun blankly, his eyes revealing the meaning of the inquiry.

He raised his thumb and praised loudly, "Beautiful! You are worthy of being the boss of Gudu!"

"Yes, the mountain behind is that mysterious fallen empire civilization member."

Ke Xicai then looked at Ma Dongmei with disdain and said teasingly: "You are the one who dances the best. You don't know what to say and don't say anything when I ask three questions. I remember saying that the Aiwanreites are a rock race."

"There are coins, but I won't say who it is."

"..."

Although the nozzle of Ke Xi Cai was clearly pointed at Ma Dongmei, Bai Ke Quanshu Chuan, who was sitting next to her, felt a little offended.

With a look of shame on his face, he reluctantly smiled and complained: "What a precious thing. With all due respect, it's strange that such a large race can develop civilization."

"Yes, yes." Meng whispered, and others nodded.

It was my first time to come into contact with an intelligent race like Leviathan, whose technological level was probably at the top of the galaxy, and voices of curiosity emerged from the mouths of my friends one by one.

"With such a big city, won't they impoverish the ecosystem?"

"I want to know how they developed the electronics industry before psychic ascension?"

"It's hard to imagine the size of their spacecraft."

"With such a large psychic race, dissection can provide a lot of scientific research points." In the harmonious atmosphere of the venue, a war criminal's remarks suddenly appeared.

Everyone looked at the speaker and sat cross-legged on the sofa. The huge dove symbol symbolized peace.

It turns out to be Boss Gudu, so that’s okay.

"High! It's really high! The boss's understanding of the game mechanism is great!" Ke Xicai saw that the speaker was "Gu Du, who may not be human", and praised him directly without thinking.

"If I could really dissect an Aivarite, the empire's technology would take at least fifty years."

"Just like this psychic messenger who gave me technology."

"The protein... spiritual energy content is at least 100,000 times that of my saint, and the micro-control ability is also exaggerated."

"With a body size of dozens of kilometers, he can not only accurately use psychic energy to deliver the chip to my hand, but he can even rub our civilization's nano-precision chips by himself."

Ma Dongmei raised her eyebrows and looked at Ke Xicai strangely. "So what are you going to do, you bastard?"

"Needless to say, of course..." Ke Xicai reacted immediately and quickly changed his words.

"Of course it shows how powerful my eldest father is in using psychic powers!"

"Hey~"

There was an uproar and sighs, and he continued to speak without blushing or heartbeat.

"My sincerity towards my suzerain country can be learned from the heavens."

"Aren't you a filial son of God in France? Aren't you an atheist? Do you dare to gesticulate with those old magicians and give them a heavy blow with the iron fist of materialism?"

"I don't dare, I'm afraid I'll be hit hard first."

"..."

"There is no hope, just wait for death, Frenchman!"

"What's wrong with the French? Are the French eating your rice?" Ke Xicai's words gradually became excited and he banged the table with his hands.

"Just tell me if you want this technology. Fallen Empire personally produced it, psionic theory."

"……want!"

(End of chapter)