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The road to god-level civilization!

When the big boss mentioned the topic of this year's project competition, the activity room was immediately quiet and scary.

Almost everyone has an idea in their heads:

Are you playing us?

Since the birth of this universe for more than 13 billion years, countless civilizations have continuously emerged, most of which have passed away like sparks in the dark.

According to the unearthed information, there were also a few civilizations that once reached the point where they could fight against the gods, and their territory spread throughout the universe.

But without exception, all have dissipated in the dust of history.

Every civilization is like a baby struggling to survive in a terrifying forest, crying, shouting, and trying its best to survive, but even if it grows up, it may be swallowed by the dark forest.

As for the god-level civilization, there is actually a recognized standard: with the ability to shape and transform the universe, it can avoid the destruction and rebirth of the universe time and time again, and be as immortal as a god.

This is the ultimate dream of every civilization.

The college has regarded this as the subject of this year?

We are just a bunch of lovely students!

As if anticipating the reaction of the students, the big boss on the screen smiled, "Of course, the academy can't make things difficult for you. So this year's completion criteria are: put forward arguments with the fewest loopholes, and make a feasible evolution model."

The students who were watching were relieved, but they were not at ease.

It seems that only ideas need to be put forward, but the amount of work that needs to be done is far greater than the amount of topics in previous years. God-level civilization is not just talk.

In the activity room, Fehrman forcibly put away his ugly face, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, since this kind of problem has arisen, then we will do our best to solve it, this time is the most fair for all teams Yes, what do you think?"

The little spider Peter scratched his hair in distress, "Many civilizations have ideas about the path of neurocivilization."

"The Rhiglians, who once ruled the universe tens of thousands of years ago, possessed powerful spiritual power. They proposed that the spirit would last forever, and the soul would not die, trying to get rid of the shackles of the body. As you can see, the powerful civilization fell apart, leaving only a small Tribes. Their elder Roman Dale is now the speaker of the Galactic Council."

"The goal of the Sovereigns is to raise the dimension as a whole. They connect all the civilized planets in an attempt to form a powerful and unified energy body. Maybe they will succeed in billions of years, but everyone knows that high dimensions are the domain of gods. They might succeed, but it's almost a joke to try to achieve immortality."

"Damn it, I can't even come up with a plan for the promotion path!"

Others also chattered into discussions, all looking distressed.

Felman turned around a few times and said, "I have an idea. No one knows what a god-level civilization will look like, but we can find a reference for comparison."

"The technology of the Material Empire is inherited from a race called Constructors. They are one of the known god-level civilizations. This is no secret. Can we imagine them?"

The little spider spread out her hands, "I've thought of this a long time ago, but the question is where are they?"

"The scope of exploration and observation of the void dimension has expanded to the multiverse, and even the gods of higher dimensions have joined in, but no one has ever seen this constructor race."

"It stands to reason that as a god-level civilization, it should be a fairly huge country, but like invisible ghosts, no one knows where they exist."

"What do we use as a reference?"

"Didn't the Academy obtain the technology of the Material Empire? We may be able to get inspiration from it."

"That's just a branch of the powerful technology tree, and the problem is more than that." Another student said with a wry smile: "To make a model of civilization evolution, calculations must be made from various aspects such as economy, society, technology, and biological evolution. So we must Get to know them better."

There was a sudden silence in the activity room, and Morgan and Franklin clenched their fists with their faces suppressed.

They wanted to take this opportunity to show their talents, but they didn't expect to face a basin of cold water, and they didn't even know where to start.

As the captain, Fehrman saw that everyone was a little depressed, so he quickly cheered up: "Okay, everyone, don't worry."

"Maybe our hearts are too high. I think all teams face the same problem, maybe the academy just wants us to use our creativity."

"We have a whole year, let's go back first, think about it and come up with a set of ideas and theories, and gather together for research in one month."

Everyone nodded and dispersed.

…

Although Morgan and Franklin have been in the college for two years, they are still young after all, and Tony, who is worried, still drives to pick them up every day.

On the way home, the atmosphere in the car was quite dull, without the usual laughter and laughter, and the two little beanies sat in the back seat with bitter faces and said nothing.

Tony turned his head and looked at the two, "Guys, what happened today, I heard that you got into trouble again, but you didn't take those punishments seriously before."

"Could it be..."

Tony's eyes widened with joy: "Could it be that you have finally awakened to shame?"

Morgan and Franklin gave him a blank stare at the same time, turning their heads and refusing to speak.

"OK..." Tony closed his mouth helplessly.

After returning home, it is still the same.

At the dinner table, Pepper Pepper looked at Morgan, who was absent-mindedly playing with the steak with a fork, with a worried expression on his face.

She gave Tony a questioning look.

Tony shrugged exaggeratedly and made a "I don't know" mouth.

Pepper motioned for Tony to ask.

Tony signaled Pepper to ask.

Pepper's face darkened, and Tony retreated.

"Dear..." Tony looked at Morgan and asked cautiously:

"Why do not you speak?"

"Could it be..."

Tony didn't know what came to mind, and then his face turned pale with shock, "Meet the boy you like?"

"I knew it... I knew there would be such a day!"

"Which brat is it?" Tony said more and more angrily.

Morgan glanced at Tony speechlessly, "Daddy, what nonsense are you talking about."

"No? That's good...haha..." Tony was a little embarrassed.

Pepper gave Tony an angry look, and said to Morgan, "Sweetheart, can you tell us what's on your mind?"

"It's the school's subject battle this year..." Morgan said distressedly, "I don't have a clue."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, "Why do I still think, have you forgotten that your father and I are also a great scientist?"

"What's the topic? Maybe I can give you some guidance, but don't rely too much on me."

Morgan looked delighted, and looked at Tony with anticipation: "This year's topic is: Road to God-level Civilization."

Tony: "..."

…

Tony naturally couldn't give any advice, so after dinner, Morgan returned to his room in distress and closed the door.

Tony, who couldn't hold back his face, looked unhappy, "What the hell is the academy doing? How do you give such questions to children?"

Pepper Pepper made him a cup of coffee, "Don't treat them like children, you should know that in other civilizations, they are already the top scientists."

Tony nodded in agreement. Although he didn't continue talking, he lay on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Pepper Pepper went to bed beside him, stroking his beard with his fingers and asking, "Honey, what are you thinking?"

Tony's tone was a little lost, "I was wondering... Am I getting old?"

Pepper Pepper smiled...

In the next few days, Morgan and Franklin were still depressed, and fell into a dead end without thinking about eating and drinking every day.

Reed, who has a deep research on space, was invited to carry out the construction of the dimensional prison, and he will not be able to return until several months later.

Therefore, the pressure of the worried mothers Pepper and Susan is all concentrated on Tony, which makes Tony feel crazy.

In fact, that day, he had already figured out that the college wanted students to use their thinking and creativity, but the arrogant Morgan and Franklin had to go to the extreme, which led to their troubles.

Tony had nothing to reason with, he could only lock himself in the laboratory and think hard.

A few days later, on the way home...

"What is a god-level civilization like?" Morgan looked out the window with a bewildered expression.

Franklin rested his cheeks, "Perhaps...they are watching us like real gods."

With disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, Tony, who was driving, suddenly had his eyes lit up, turned the steering wheel and hovered the car on the side of the road.

"I thought of it!"

He turned his head to look at the two little bean dings, and said mysteriously: "There should be more than one god-level civilization, and I... happen to know another one..."

…

The moon, the dark side of the moon, outside the Temple of the Observer.

With the rapid development of earth science and technology, large and small cities have long been established on the moon. They are covered by giant energy shields, forming a honeycomb structure.

However, the location of the city is mainly on the relatively flat side facing the ground, and the dark side of the moon is rarely involved, especially near the Temple of the Observer, which always seems to be actively ignored.

Tony drove the small spaceship down slowly, and flew out with two little bean dings in nano armor.

"This race called observers is equally great. No one knows their history anymore. They observe and record everything in the universe."

"I speculate that even if it is not a god-level civilization, they will not be far behind, and they must know the whereabouts of the race called the Constructor."

While talking with the two little beans, Tony activated the invisible energy shield of the temple.

Not long after they left, the two little bean dings took a few steps back in fear, and a bald man with a height of 6 or 7 meters in a blue cloak looked at them expressionlessly.

"Don't be afraid, we are acquaintances."

After Tony comforted Morgan and Franklin, he stepped forward and greeted the observers.

"Hi, buddy, hello, we have met once, do you still have any impression?"

The observer looked at him calmly, without saying a word.

Tony: "I know from Li Mo that your name is Yuatu, and you are very friendly to the earth, so I just want to ask a question."

The observer watched him calmly.

Tony's face was a little ugly: "Just one question, don't be so stingy!"

The observer still looked at him calmly.

half an hour later...

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him, in the name of father!" Tony was completely mad.

Morgan and Franklin dragged him desperately. If it weren't for Franklin's super power, there would really be an Iron Man vs. Observer today.

On the way home, Tony was still furious and silent.

Morgan and Franklin winked at each other,

"My lord is really unreliable..."