The dark clouds and the cold wind are like the end of the day.

There was a hole in the dark cloud, and a star dragging the fire disappeared.

There is no conventional slow shot in the movie, which is a flash through the clouds, through the world! But Anyang can still see the object in the fire, a metal object.

After a long time, the muffled sound came slowly from afar.

"Again?"

"But this time there are so few..."

Anyang was not in a hurry in the face of this vision. After frowning and thinking for a while, he thought it was wrong and knocked on the table.

A heavenly soldier walked in at once.

"General!"

"Well." Anyang nodded and pointed to the rain just outside the window. "Do you see it?"

"Yes."

"It's a little strange this time."

"The city guard has dealt with it in the past, and we don't know the result yet, but if there is only one, even if it falls outside the silver moon city mask, it will not pose a threat to us."

"Well."

Anyang nodded and then lowered his head to pick up the pen.

Some days ago, exhausted, he finally completed the planning of the Empire's power system and set up a preliminary framework. The foundation can be handed over to these people. Even a troublesome government order needs this new organization to go down to the local area, but it only needs his personal supervision.

What he is worrying about now is the future of imperialism's culturism, and he is ready to plan it himself.

But this is not a single decree that stipulates how the people should do and how the officials should do it. It is far from what people can see.

Even people living in a kind of culturism don't know what is driving them to form a certain behavior habit, way of thinking, or make them naturally prefer one side to the other when facing choices.

This is the power of culture. It determines whether you are oriental or westerner more than gene, and whether you are Chinese or Japanese more than blood, and it is potential.

Even if Anyang is far beyond the ordinary people's brain power, even if it has the culture left by the original temple as the blueprint, it is still a big challenge for him to personally transform a cultural system and make this culture take root and sprout in the Empire in the way of personal promotion. In a few or ten years, he can accomplish the result of hundreds of years of natural evolution of more than Wen Ming Dynasty!

He can't make tough rules, because it may trigger a backlash, which is not something the army can suppress.

He can only use various side means to guide, to form and shape slowly, and to cultivate intentionally secretly.

For example, the land has lacked thousands of years of ideological education and religious culture. There is also a clear bias in the emerging imperial laws on rewards and punishments. There are also some related decrees, even a speech by a high-ranking person

Numerous investigations, facts and studies have shown that any kind of culture and habit has its causes, whether reasonable or unreasonable, there must be its causes.

Being is reasonable, not just saying.

Even if a super rubbish system or culturism is necessarily needed in a certain period, or promoted by certain events in a certain period, it is rubbish only because it is no longer applicable to the existing era.

This theory provides a lot of references for Anyang.

For example, the majority of scholars believe that Chinese musical sense culture originates from the theory of Yuan Qi, while western guilt sense culture is closely related to Christian dogma. Even the popular shame sense culture in China and Japan also comes from Confucian education, such as the teachings in Confucian Analects, Mencius and other famous classics.

But after many years of evolution, through the honing of history and the impact of generations after generations, military conflicts or ideological conflicts, they were finally able to go ahead.

Anyang has brought in a number of educators, anthropologists and ideologists, as well as historians and political and legal scholars, who have been studying for more than half a month.

At this time, Tianbing, who had been standing beside him, looked down at his watch and suddenly raised his head.

"General, it was sent back!"

"Well?" Anyang looks at him, brushes and writes the just thought, and then puts the pen down. "Is there anything special?"

"It's not the mother nest of Mechanical creatures and Mechanical creatures cast by the resource star, but the resting warehouse left by the temple thousands of years ago," said the handsome Tianbing Cong

"What!" Anyang stands up immediately.

Tianbing lowers his head.

"Take me there!" Anyang horse road.

"Yes, general!"

Tianbing starts to walk outside the door. Anyang also takes off a coat on the wall next to him and quickly follows.

On the huge flying port that the castle protrudes, a few black machine armours of about two meters and five meters rise to the sky with light blue tail flame and disappear in the sky soon.

The dark clouds and raindrops perfectly hide the black smoke in the middle of the shadow armor."Soon, soon..."

The mecha landed on the ground.

Click, click, click.

Two small electromagnetic pulse guns suddenly pop up on the black streamlined mechatronic shoulders, and the laser transmitter on the right arm also ejects. With a hiss, a 150 special laser sword also lands on the ground, just like a combat ready posture.

The rain pattered on the matte black alloy armor of the machine armor, and the water flowed down the river.

Then a cloud of black smoke came down from the sky and landed in the middle of the shadow armour. Suddenly, it condensed into an adult shape.

"General!"

There was a shout from the armour standing at the scene.

"Well." Anyang nodded and looked forward.

He waved his hand to let the Shadow Armor out of combat readiness, and made a loud finger. A thin protective cover appeared on the top of his head, and all the raindrops fell on his head and spread automatically.

In front of us, a huge metal object hit a deep hole, at least a kilometer around, like a meteorite falling on the ground, or being bombed by the doomsday catastrophe. The road to the outside world built in Yinyue city was annihilated by life. All the trees and forests were gone. Anyang remembered that it used to be a rubble pile, but now it is gone.

The rain drops in the scorched earth make a hissing noise from time to time, and emit white smoke, which is a little smelly.

"Go!"

Anyang said and walked away.

The ground was still hot, but he didn't feel it. The guards didn't care. They followed him and went to the metal object.

There are already a lot of people around Silvermoon city.

Dozens of ruling machine armour are small in size, but they are particularly conspicuous. In addition, many trial machine armour block the road.

Angel, dressed in a silver white combat suit, stood in front of the metal object and waited, staring at the metal object. Beside her, there was a half human figure. It was the fox.

These heavenly soldiers soon found the arrival of Anyang and turned around to salute: "general!"

Anyang nodded and glanced at Xiaochan again: "how are you here?"

Xiao Chan took a weak step back, but accidentally met the hot metal object, and then took back her hand like lightning, only to promise: "I I'm just here. "

Anyang pulled the corners of his mouth.

Angie is supposed to have just arrived. Her mecha is still standing nearby. And the people in front of US reported that it's not unreasonable to say that this huge thing is a dormant warehouse, because the words "No. 14 dormant warehouse" can be seen on the metal shell which is a little hazy.

The font is a little round, typical Temple style.

The metal shell of the dormant warehouse has been cut into a big hole with a laser sword, and two Tianbing stand at the door.

Anyang looks at Angel: "what's the situation?"

Angel frowned for a long time and said, "you'd better go and have a look in person. I can't be sure."

Anyang frowned, nodded and walked in.

The diameter of this dormancy silo is about 100 meters. Obviously, it is not a single dormancy silo. It is impossible to say that it is a dormancy silo or an escape spacecraft. The appearance is not pure angel alloy, because the fatigue resistance and plasticity required by aviation alloy are not the main advantages of angel alloy, which determines that it is more suitable for armor than for large spacecraft.

But the metal is still very hard and resistant to high temperature.

It is estimated that when it is near the ground, it also slows down. After a high-intensity impact, the internal equipment is still intact.

As soon as I walked in, there was a strong sense of science fiction. There was no obvious wiring. Everything was bright and clean, but there were all kinds of monitoring, control and operation equipment everywhere.

Anyang ignored all this and went straight in.

Angel walked with him, but found a small figure walking in front of her, she sipped her mouth, stood in place to let Xiao Chan go, just follow up.

It's obviously a sleeping cabin, with silver and white as the main color, and the console in the middle, but it's too simple to see what's the use. All around, there are sleeping warehouses, at least tens of them are neatly pasted against the walls. The front glass panel can clearly see the people inside, most of them are not young.

Xiao Chan also held her head high behind him. Looking at these people who had been sleeping for many years, she felt thoughtful.

Anyang's eyes were cold. He went to the control desk and said, "can you use it?"

"Yes!"

Angel knew that his master was talking to him. She walked straight to him and slapped him on the console.

All of a sudden, the metal panel swings around like the water, and then it emits light. A three-dimensional figure is projected and stands on the metal panel.

"Hello, posterity."

Anyang squints at him.

This is an old man with a white beard. It's hard to tell from his face whether he is an oriental or a westerner. His eyes are shining with a light golden luster. He is wearing a complicated robe. Anyang naturally recognized that the image of the Archbishop of the magic world was actually the robe of the former temple, representing his ruling class status, and the status was not low."Hello." Anyang tentatively said.

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