The inspection of the new nuclear fusion engine of the moon-side city'Xinxiang was carried out for two days and three nights to ensure that the behemoth was running smoothly and there would be no overload when the guard formation was activated later.

This insignificant surprise inspection ended with the criticism of department leaders by higher-level leaders, but most engineers actually regretted it.

These average ages are no more than 32 years old. Generally speaking, most of the quite young nuclear power engineers have only worked for less than five years. They have been trained and grown up under the new era of spiritual education. They are now eager to show their abilities and extraordinary things.

Until they returned to the lounge, they were still complaining about the inhumane nature of the Space City leaders: You know, every time they checked the new nuclear-powered engine, they would have a lot of insights into these Tiangong or the Jinwu Pindao practice system. In a sense, the preparation work can even be regarded as a pleasant retreat practice.

But people are people after all. After returning to their respective lounges, these engineers no longer think about work. Some of them start to contact their families in the distance, some start playing games, browsing the Internet, and enjoying the leisure time before the official launch of the "Xinxiang" Space City.

But not everyone is like this.

In the lounge No. 1209, a man with a very vicissitudes of face was sorting out all kinds of fragments in his room. He had quite dry black hair. Although his appearance was neat, it could make people see an inappropriate decadence.

The man named An Yunqing is forty-three years old this year. He is preparing a rather strange machine in his hand: the machine has regular hexagonal prisms, with a dark red spiritual marrow embedded in the center, and a dull red veins flowing in the silver-white metal prism, containing an extremely strange and extremely dangerous atmosphere.

No, it is more empty than danger: because nothing exists, everything has a trace of fear that it will fall into it.

The machine needs to use spiritual power to control it. An Yunqing skillfully controlled some parameters, silently sorted out it with some other scattered spirit stones and unsensible runes and talismans, and then included it in a "seal card".

In an instant, the props on the bed disappeared like this.

Seal cards are unique storage props developed by the Europa League. You can specify a certain amount of props and seal them into a card.

This card has no weight, its main body is located in the subspace, and it is the latest space reserve prop.

It is also because it is the latest, very advanced, almost experimental item, and it is basically impossible to detect and difficult to be discovered. Even if it is discovered, as long as the carrier is strong enough, it is probably mistaken for the brilliance contained in the carrier's soul itself.

——Yes, today's extraordinary technology has reached this point.

It is difficult for humans to understand that they have advanced to the past.

"Lao An, it's time to eat!"

Someone outside the door was knocking hard, and An Yunqing was slightly shocked, but he quickly calmed down.

He got up and came to the door. He opened the door. The colleague outside the door saw the middle-aged man with a tired and decadent face walking out of the shadow. He couldn't help but laugh and tease: "What's wrong? I'm too nervous to sleep?"

"No need. We just need to watch the meeting of more than a dozen sacred chairs below. Although as engineers, we need to go up and say something, just a few polite words are enough?"

"You're really socially terrified?"

This joke is obviously not funny, and the emotional intelligence of colleagues of the engineers is obviously not very good, but An Yunqing just glanced at the other party indifferently, then said "Thank you" and went out with him.

Although lunar soil cannot grow crops, it is only for ordinary plants. Through the spiritualization and cultivation for a year and a half, Zhengguo Xinxiang Yuebiao Space City has opened up a fruit and vegetable greenhouse located underground, enough to meet the daily use of more than 100,000 people. It is filled with various self-raising spiritual plants that do not require organic matter, but only need spiritual energy and water to self-decompose various inorganic matters.

Most of these spiritual plants have poor taste, but the concentration of spiritual energy is very high, so the food in the cafeteria is extremely popular. Whether it is engineers or other professions, there are no staff on the moon who don’t expect meals.

An Yunqing left his lounge and walked out of the dormitory building. The vacuum environment of the moon watch is nothing to them, such as the extraordinary moon watch engineers who only need to wear a simple spacesuit similar to a raincoat, and they can move freely.

Walking on the empty moon surface, the man felt the light, so he couldn't help but look up and look at the earth.

This is an extremely beautiful era.

In the man's eyes, half of the earth was reflected. He could see many satellites and huge space stations rotating around the moon and the earth, and there was an extremely obvious huge spiritual reaction on the continent on the surface.

At the junction of morning and evening, An Yunqing could clearly see countless lights.

There are lights everywhere in every corner of the world. Even the Central Asia region, which was the center of war in the past, is not now dark as it used to be.

On that land, there are endless twinkling stars emerging, even among the mountains and hills. There are isolated villages connected to electricity and connected to the entire world.

After decades, mankind has finally begun to repair the consequences of the nuclear war that swept across all mankind.

The earth is so shining and beautiful. Under the brilliance of the sun, it is like the most gorgeous gem, blooming with light that can make people lose all their worries.

But this light could not illuminate An Yunqing's darkness and drive away his troubles.

The man stood on the gray-white lunar soil of the moon, staring quietly at the earth in front of him, which was dazzling and dazzling under the sunlight, like a gem.

In his heart, he couldn't help but recall his wife, eldest daughter, and second son.

And, three graves located in the Nanjiao Cemetery.

It was just a trance, time seemed to flow back, and An Yunqing seemed to have returned to the Qingming Festival seven years ago.

It was a gloomy and cloudy day. He stood in front of the tombstone and watched the lit paper money and incense candles turn into ashes. As the hot wind rolled on the tombstone, a little sparks drifted out of the gradually extinguished ashes, passing through several weak marks of light in the air, and then quietly disappeared into the wind.

Buzz - Psychic power fluctuates and shakes time and space, awakening men from this nightmare.

He raised his head and looked at the sky again, but found that the traces of light began to overlap with the spacecraft coming from the earth and the orbit towards the moon. The interweaving of dreams and reality made An Yunqing trance for a long time.

Yes, it's been seven years...

They have all died for seven years, and died in an accident caused by a capable person.

Not really a new thing.

Seven years ago, the whole earth ushered in a revival of spiritual energy. Although the officials of major forces around the world have already made various preparations in advance to suppress all possible losses and accidents, this naturally cannot be all.

A young man with the blood of the fire qilin awakened his bloodline in his sleep and ignited a raging fire that burned the entire high-rise building. When An Yunqing, who came back from overtime from the research institute, witnessed the scene of the debris of the building that was being turned into ashes by the qilin, he could not recall the details at that time until now, as if endless darkness had passed the light, causing the memories and all thoughts at that time to be darkened.

Yes, the Security Agency crisis handling squad that arrived at the fastest speed saved almost everyone in the building, which was undoubtedly good news, but almost the word, meant one thing.

That is, ‘Someone is indeed dead’.

A thirty-five-story building killed thirteen people under such a big fire, which is already a blessing in disgrace.

But for An Yunqing, what he lost is everything about him: his wife who was a little cold but did not have conflicts recently, and his wife who was rebellious and disobedient but also called her father's daughter obediently. She was just two and a half years old and was learning pinyin and listening to stories... Everything became charcoal that could not be distinguished in the ashes.

The man stepped out in one step, and the moon dust under his feet floated and flew in front of his eyes.

There is no conspiracy or concealment, this is indeed just an unexpected and inappropriate awakening.

The awakened man of Fire Qilin did not commit any crime in any subjective sense, and showed great grief and guilt. He took the initiative to go to the prison to serve his sentence and compensate the victims as much as possible. He was indeed a good person who lived up to the Qilin's bloodline, an open and kind person. He also performed well in prison, so he was released two years ago and is now in a private voluntary labor organization for free.

He is still young, has a future and excellent talent, and has a long time to allow him to atone for himself.

He actually wasn't wrong with it - his bloodline was awakened, and he had a chance of one in billions. Who could he blame?

You can hate him, blame him, blame him, and want to kill him-An Yunqing has thought about everything, but the fact is very simple.

No matter what, everything I lost will not come back.

"No matter how well this era develops, what can it do?"

Walking on the moon surface, An Yunqing closed his eyes and said to himself in his heart: "It's better to say that the better the development, the more painful and blame me."

"A world of prosperity... you can't enjoy it. You have clearly agreed to prepare for the 15th anniversary of your marriage and travel around the world together. I have already bought the travel tickets..."

"Xiao Xiang will definitely like this world very much, right? So many super abilities she likes, and her cultivation has changed from comic novels to reality. It's such a bad child. I didn't say I didn't let her read it, but I just hope she will take into account her studies. I really didn't want to quarrel with her..."

"If Dongliu was still alive, he would be almost ten years old now. He could practice under the care of his parents. His talent must be very good, but it is impossible now..."

No matter how beautiful, how prosperous, how prosperous the world is.

For the vain, it is just the void of the void, just like holding the flowing wind with your hands.

——As long as nothingness is said in the twilight, everything is nothingness.

Yes, An Yunqing also knows it.

If the Age of Aura does not come, everything should be worse.

It would be worse than that: the situation around the world was tense at that time, and the conflicts between countries were sharp, as if a new round of Cold War could be launched at any time.

The resurrection of spiritual energy interrupted this sharp confrontation, so that now, major forces with sufficient resources are working together smoothly, and United International has become a truly used organization to discuss global matters.

The more prosperous and beautiful the world is now, the more it makes An Yunqing know how bad his despicable his emptiness is.

Especially, how unbearable and evil the path he chose was.

But soon, there is no need to struggle so painfully.

"Suddenly I thought of a new question."

An Yunqing raised his head and sent a message on the public channel: "I have a new idea of ​​the radiated fluid parameters in the magnetically constrained plasma field, and I want to try it."

"You guys go and eat first, I'll go later."

"Old An is really a workaholic." Then, someone who was familiar with An Yunqing responded enviously: "How many times have you been thinking about it? You have new ideas and your thinking is too sensitive. No wonder you are a senior engineer..."

"Yes, it's so enviable."

Obviously, this kind of thing happened more than once, and no one doubted it, and some even said that they would leave An Yunqing a meal.

After laying the groundwork, An Yunqing planned to go back to the power station and make his own plans.

"Wait, Lao An!"

But someone stopped him, and it was the engineer who knocked on the door and told him to go out for dinner.

He was a strong man who looked more like a security guard than an engineer. He was looking at An Yunqing with a worried look on his face: "You guy, your eyes are so weird."

"How long hasn't you been having a good rest? Now that you don't even eat, your body will collapse in this way - a sound research requires a healthy body and mind! Can't you go after eating?"

"No, I'll eat later."

An Yunqing shook his head calmly and simply rejected the other party.

"You will affect your body and practice!"

“It doesn’t matter.”

"Hey, how can this matter?" The tall engineer said dissatisfied: "It's not that practitioners will not die suddenly, especially your extraordinary organs have not been completely converted..."
To be continued...