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Killing with force and throwing the body back into the sun was the only way she could think of. Some of the energy would escape, but the life of the sun should be prolonged.

"Strange living body, your cells are so fragile, how do you maintain basic survival needs"

The son of the stars didn't know that she had secretly murdered, and even questioned with scientific inquiry.

The cells of the Eternal Clan can be said to be fragile, and there is no one. Although preparing to fight, it does not prevent Daisy from talking with each other. This is a rare opportunity to contact the gods.

"Yes, we rely on cells to provide energy, blood to transport oxygen, maintain the stability of our internal environment, use our brain to think, and use our body to act."

Knowing that she was facing a newly born god, she tried to explain it in concise and concise terms.

"What about you is the structure of your life?" Seeing the guy in front of me is stupid, she is ready to make some remarks, it would be better if the other party directly told her weakness.

The star-child's eyes flickered for a long time, and his orange eyes were visibly bright. He seemed to be excited about acquiring new knowledge without realizing Daisy's intention.

"The structure of my life" he flipped through the book quickly, as if thinking about how to use human language.

"Anchor, engine, pilot, origin, mechanism, pipeline and orbit, these are the structure of my life and the fundamental support for my survival."

I originally thought that the other party would say some mechanical titles, but I didn't expect Daisy to be stunned by the mess of terms.

The Son of the Star is very patient. He explained a little bit. He first pointed to the position above Daisy’s head and said in an uncertain tone: "An anchor is really incredible. You don't have an anchor. Does this mean you lack responsibility and mission? "

The voice of the other party was full of surprises. It seemed that it was a miracle that Daisy could still jump around without the anchor.

Then pointed to her forehead: "The brain is the engine, providing the driving force to move forward."

"The arm guides you, the heart is the source and provides hope, the stomach is the mechanism, the legs are the channels, and the steps are the tracks"

The son of the stars regards her as a robot and compares it with her own life structure.

Daisy seemed to understand, the so-called anchor of the so-called responsibilities of the son of the stars, in her understanding, was a natural division of labor.

Like their gods, each has its own division of labor and does something in accordance with established procedures. Searchers are dedicated to finding life, and eradicators specialize in killing and setting fire. Their respective duties are engraved in the deepest part of their souls when they are born. According to their words, It is an anchor, a fixed and eternal criterion.

"Then what's your anchor?" She was still trying to find weakness.

The son of the stars thinks a little longer: "Plan, make a new plan."

"Where is the plan"

"The entire universe."

Daisy felt as if she had been involved in a very troublesome incident. There seemed to be many pushers behind the scenes, pushing herself to the opposite of this god.

The gods are strong and weak. This guy wants to re-plan the universe. It sounds like he knows that the potential is huge. In the future, most of them will be the kind of gods that can destroy the stars at will.

Powerful belongs to the future, not today. Calculated according to the growth rate of this guy, when he can destroy the stars, it will probably be 100,000 years later.

The old order is overthrown, planning is re-planned, and a brand-new cosmic structure is established, which will inevitably shake the status of those who are strong in the universe.

It is said that things after 100,000 years have nothing to do with Daisy, but at this point in time in 2060, it is impossible for her to watch the destruction of mankind without being indifferent.

Daisy made the last persuasion: "Respected god, do you know that because of your gestation, the outside humans have been destroyed?"

"Outside human beings are life forms"

"Yes, you have always thought that there is only one living body in this world. Look up and look over six kilometers away."

The eternal race all have perspective eyes. As higher-level living entities, the gaze of the gods can penetrate layers of barriers, but he hasn't looked so far in the past fifty years.

The citizens of Rome, ordinary people in Europe, and the whole world are all present in the eyes of the young gods. The first time seeing so many lives makes him a little excited. It turns out that he is not alone.

"They are all going to die, because you have absorbed too much star energy, and they will all perish in fifty years. So I hope you return the energy to the stars so that they can continue to live."

Daisy's words were very sincere.

The son of the stars fell into deep thought, his eyes penetrated the ground, across the distance of space, looked at the sun, looked at the star that gave birth to him.

Daisy is all right. Most of the power inside the star has been lost, and a significant decline in energy in the future is inevitable. The solution is to re-inject energy into the star.

If someone tells Daisy that you go to die, we can only be rescued if you die. She will definitely kill all these guys without saying a word~www.NovelMTL.com~ You can help if you can, but you can save yourself at the expense She won't do other people's affairs. If she can't beat the gods, she will immediately retreat and move back to rescue soldiers. She never thought of herself as a superhero. Superheroes represent not super power but character, courage.

The son of the stars is not her, and the way of thinking of the gods is different from that of the former writers. His vision is more detached and his thoughts are more careful.

He seemed to think for a long time before shook his head firmly: "No, I can't sacrifice here. The planned mission is higher than this planet. I am sad for their sacrifice, but it is for a more noble goal."

"Hey" Daisy sighed. She didn't have a bad feeling for the son of the stars, but after all, she still had to solve the problem by fighting. This time she could swear to God that one thousand percent is not a personal grudge.

"I'm sorry." She bowed slightly, expressing her apologies.

As the custodian of the universe and the creator of many lives, the gods would be a joke if they had no intelligence at all, as dull as a fool, waiting for a sneak attack.

The son of the stars seems to understand something: "Your cells are gathering energy quickly, do you want to force me to return the energy, or even kill me to save life on this planet? You should look at this issue from a broader perspective, I Your life will benefit billions of times the intelligent life on this planet. You made the wrong choice."

Daisy didn't draw the sword. In fact, it is the same whether it is drawn or not. The decorative effect of that sword is far greater than it actually is.

She pointed at the son of the stars: "This is the difference between us. Mathematics is not omnipotent. Your mathematics and Newton's mathematics cannot cover everything. This is not a simple one plus one minus. I am Daisy Johnson, an earthling. Fight fair with you"

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