Chapter 343 Do You Remember Love?

"The biggest disadvantage of you, the tree people of Muriya, is that you are good at self-preservation but not good at counterattack. On the ground, you can use the sea of ​​stars to borrow the power of the earth, but in the air, there are many disadvantages, especially when the alien fleet runs into orbit, most of you are unable to counterattack, and only the outstanding thousand-year-old trees can barely reach it.

And the only Jianmu sacred tree is too big. Although it can be reduced, it will definitely be the first to be noticed by the Three-Body Civilization and besieged at all costs. It will be good if you can protect yourself at that time, and it can't help you turn defeat into victory like this time."

"The key is to counterattack. Judging from the current information, although the opponent's technological strength is not weak, you are not hopeless. Now I am afraid that they will be desperate and use cannons or even nuclear bombs to plow the land desperately. At that time, you will have a hard time hiding."

On the forum, netizens gave advice to the Wind Dragon God, many of whom were official personnel. They wanted to take the opportunity to let the Wind Dragon God see the alien methods. Different paths lead to the same goal. Perhaps the alien civilization in their world is the same.

Some of them privately chatted with the Wind Dragon God, wanting him to dismantle the Trisolarian technology, but the Wind Dragon God was not interested in this. He was organizing the tree people to attack and evolve.

"The second fleet of the Trisolarians is on the way. Their technology has made another breakthrough. It is expected to reach Gaia in a hundred years. I am prepared this time, but they will definitely learn a lesson. The next war will only be more cruel." Jianmu reminded the tribe in the sea of ​​stars.

Under the crisis of genocide, the ancient Muriya trees that were originally indifferent also rose up one after another, and evolved into "space-based" sacred trees under the leadership of the Wind Dragon God.

"There are two moons in the sky. We can station two different teams on them, one for [Fusang] and the other for [Laurel], representing the positive and negative yin and yang. In this way, we can snipe the Trisolarian fleet in space."

The century-long plan officially began. Pressure is motivation. Under the threat of the Trisolarian civilization, the Wind Dragon God led the tree people, integrated their minds into the sea of ​​stars, constantly adjusted their own subtleties, and slowly evolved in the direction of attack.

The tree people who were not good at fighting in the rear continuously absorbed sunlight and water, and transformed them into bioenergy to provide to the frontline soldiers. The Jianmu sacred tree was shining, like a sacred tree of light, and it was more and more harmoniously integrated with the earth. At this time, he seemed to have turned into the guardian of Gaia, and his every move was helped by heaven, rooted in the void, with infinite energy.

As long as he was not defeated in an instant, Jianmu could instantly recover with the help of the sea of ​​stars. In order to prevent the Three-Body Civilization from jumping off the wall, Jianmu had even left seeds. If the main body unfortunately fell, he would be reborn on the other side of the earth.

On the other side, the news of the destruction of the first expedition team of the Three-Body shocked the entire civilization, but the second expedition team was already on the way. The second team of Wanshi, who also received the news, no longer dared to underestimate the enemy and began to formulate special countermeasures.

They regarded the tree people on Gaia as extremely powerful indigenous warriors. Although their technology and external objects were not very advanced, they were very strong in evolution. The Trisolarians even speculated that if they wanted to, these ancient trees could evolve nuclear energy inside their bodies. It just depended on whether they had the need.

"In any case, we have already set off on a road of no return. This time our goal is to try our best to collect intelligence. Don't attack impulsively, but communicate with their sacred trees to see if they can allow us to migrate here. The two satellites on Gaia are very beautiful. We Trisolarians can completely transform the twin moons and continue our Trisolarian civilization on them."

The second captain of the Trisolarians, who woke up unexpectedly, fell into deep thought after reading the message sent after the destruction of the first fleet. The universe is too big, with different civilizations and different evolutions. If you only use your own knowledge to judge, you will only suffer a great deal.

I thought it was just a primitive civilization and it could be destroyed at will, but it turned out to be such a big setback. Since it cannot be destroyed in a short time, it is natural to look for whether it can coexist peacefully.

The second captain looked at the ray of dawn in the dark night and worried about the prospects of the Trisolarian civilization. At their base camp, a grand plan concerning the entire civilization began.

A 10,000-meter super mothership was slowly being built on the earth. Its name was [Trisolaran], which would carry all the Trisolarans and the remaining precious materials on the mother planet to embark on the third and final voyage.

The mother planet was doomed, and all the Trisolarans had reached a consensus. The sun was getting closer, the temperature was getting higher, and the atmosphere was being pulled away by gravity. The environment on the mother planet was too bad and it would be destroyed soon.

All the Trisolarans placed their hopes on the Gaia star. Although they received the news of the destruction of the first fleet, the Trisolarans did not lose hope. Instead, they burst into fighting spirit. Without supervision or urging, everyone burst into unprecedented enthusiasm for work.

Except for the necessary eating, drinking and rest, the Trisolarans were in a crazy burning state, because they knew that they had no way out.

"We are the Trisolarans from your neighboring galaxy. Our home is in danger of extinction and is constantly being captured by the gravity of the stars. We came here not to invade, but to find a new home to live in. We Trisolarans found that this planet you call Gaia is vast, powerful and full of vitality.

We can coexist peacefully. We Trisolarans only need a space of 1 million kilometers. Whether it is the ocean or the land, we can transform it. Perhaps we do not need war, but can choose to coexist peacefully and jointly maintain the new order of Gaia."

An ordinary warship was suspended not far from Gaia. The voice in it was jointly spoken by the archons 4 light years away, representing the entire Trisolaran civilization.

In front of this communication ship, two moons were blocking, and there were red and white lights flashing on the moons. The captain of the Trisolarian ship guessed that this should be similar to the arrangement of their satellite defense array, so this communication ship did not choose to land without authorization to avoid misunderstanding.

The words of the Trisolarians shocked the ancient tree of Muriya. It turned out that they embarked on the road of migration because their mother planet was destined to be destroyed. When other trees had compassion, the Wind Dragon God sneered and announced to everyone in the star sea:

"There is no reason for peace between civilizations. If it weren't for the strength of our race, we would have destroyed our Muriya tree people when the Trisolarians invaded for the first time. The current dialogue is just because of our strength.

If we really let the wolf into the house, will the Trisolarians develop genetic weapons against us in the future? By then, there will be no Muriya trees on Gaia."

The words of the Wind Dragon God are not alarmist. Civilizations on different planets have different values. Who can guarantee that there is no disloyalty?

In the wartime state, the Wind Dragon God came into being. Now he has become the leader of the Muriya Tree People. As the Fusang trees on the moon ignited the true fire of the sun (that is, collecting the solar energy on weekdays and pouring it out all at once), the communication ship was burned to ashes.

"This is the answer of our tree people. We have not forgotten your initial sneak attack!"

The voice of the Wind Dragon God echoed in the universe. The people of the Three-Body Second Fleet in the back sighed, knowing that it was not that simple.

"For the Three-Body civilization, eliminate the tyranny of the tree people!"

The crew of the Three-Body Second Fleet swore, and thousands of ships competed for the current. In the dark universe, a huge fleet was slowly approaching, and a nearby star not far from Gaia was tentatively called [Mars].

The people of the Three-Body Second Fleet regarded this place as the front-line camp. Lasers suddenly shot out from the ships, but before they approached, the Fusang and Laurel on the double moons swayed, with ice and fire to resist, wrapping from the north and south, swallowing all the attacking rays.

Bang bang bang!

The war between the plant civilization and the Trisolarians began. The Jianmu sacred tree glowed and diffracted from Gaia. Its green branches looked like branches of laws, sweeping across the enemy and destroying warships.

Puff!

Super weapons such as laser cannons and energy cannons were fired from the ships. The antimatter cannons on the flagship were aimed at the roots of Jianmu, trying to uproot it.

The terrifying energy was shrinking. With a shocking explosion, a dark beam of light rushed towards Jianmu, but this time the space in front of Jianmu rippled, and there were god-level laws lingering, which directly swallowed the antimatter bomb.

"For the Trisolarians!"

"For Gaia!"

The second fleet fought with the Muriya tree people. There was no right or wrong. They just wanted to survive.

Boom, powerful energy cannons were fired at the two satellites. The ancient Muriya trees that evolved into Fusang and Laurel were bombarded in large numbers. The tree trunks that were harder than gold and iron made a sound of being overwhelmed.

Puff!

A golden lightning split the cold steel warship, and the void boat forged by the Wind Dragon God with the bodies of the predecessors slowly came. It was like floating on the water, leaving no trace, shuttling through the void, shocking the Trisolarians.

This is a battlefield of energy and law, a contest between technology and flesh. Both sides refused to give in. This star region was like fireworks being lit, with brilliant light bursting out. Only the two sides in the battle knew that every explosion was the destruction of a ship and the death of a group of tree people.

In general, both sides won and lost. In the area closer to the surface, there was the suppression of the Jianmu sacred tree, and the ancient tree of Muriya had the upper hand, but it was too far away from the mother star Gaia, which meant that the Trisolarian fleet had stronger firepower. As they built major bases on Mars, it was even more difficult to succeed.

However, the supplies brought by the Trisolarian fleet were also consumed a lot in the war. There were precious resources on Mars, but they were not very comprehensive, especially the lack of the most important water. The second fleet was in a stalemate.

The Wind Dragon God was also regulating the ancient tree genes day and night, trying to evolve again. At this time, the third and last fleet of the Three Body had begun to come in a grand manner. This was the elite of the Three Body civilization, a full 100,000 invincible warships, especially the flagship [Three Body], which carried the hope of all the Three Body people. The destructive weapons contained in it were enough to deprive the surface of the earth.

"Ah!!!"

The Wind Dragon God roared in the forum. He also knew that the Three Body civilization had come out in full force to attack. The opponent was barefoot. Anyway, the mother planet was destined to be destroyed, so of course he would go all out. But the Wind Dragon God was different. He was almost worried to death recently. He was about to die before he could accomplish his mission. Like the White Hair Chief, he was worried about the destruction of civilization and spent the whole day on Gaia, and had no mood to sleep.

Others on the forum also helped him with their plans, but the Three-Body Civilization still had the upper hand in terms of strength. The biggest advantage of the Tree People was that they fit in with the earth and could borrow the power of nature. The Jianmu sacred tree was even more terrifying, but its disadvantage was that it was weak in long-range attacks and could be easily used by the Three-Body Fleet to fly a kite, consuming its energy in a fight-and-run cycle.

"The Three-Body Civilization will never give up. This time, they are coming in full force. I'm afraid the Wind Dragon God can't stop them."

"We can stop them! Do you still remember the lessons of the first and second eras engraved on the stone tablet? Jianmu has become a god. If the Three-Body Civilization really attacks, at most, the ancient trees will merge into Jianmu and let it evolve into a Gaia sacred tree of the main god level.

When the time comes, he will merge with the Gaia earth, and see how the Three-Body Civilization can attack!" Someone came up with a crazy idea, but there was nothing he could do. At this point, the Three-Body Fleet came in full force, desperate to migrate, and the ancient tree could not support itself.

Wind Dragon God went online worriedly, looking at the glorious and great Jianmu tree. He felt that at a certain point, he must do whatever it takes to preserve the life of the Mulia tree people. As long as Jianmu is still there, thousands of years later, the earth will be filled with a new batch of trees. Mulia tree, civilization is immortal!

As time went by, the Trisolaran Second Fleet was constantly bombarded by the ancient trees of Mulia, and the forts were destroyed one after another. The Wind Dragon God used the void boat to make several sneak attacks, destroying many important gathering points on Mars, especially The land of water.

The Trisolaran fleet also broke in, hoping to obtain water resources on Gaia, but the presence of Jianmu would often be discovered deep into the sky near Gaia. The branches of Jianmu came like missiles, piercing the lurking warships.

In the end, only more than 3,000 warships were left out of 10,000, but the Trisolaran warriors had high ambitions and became more and more brave as they fought more and more. Wind Dragon God knew that their clansmen were getting closer.

Finally one day, the Mulia Ancient Tree, which was specially evolved to emit fluctuations for detection, urgently informed the star sea: "Report, a huge fleet is approaching the solar system. It is expected to be ten times the size of the Trisolaran Second Fleet, and the flagship is particularly huge. The super weapon it carries should be able to sweep across the surface.”

hiss--.

The words of this ancient tree made all the trees tremble. There is no doubt that the Trisolarans took out all the family treasures they had packed at the bottom of the box. Do they want to take off a layer of the outer shell of Gaia?

Wind Dragon God gritted his teeth and personally drove the void boat to the satellite, preparing to confront the Trisolaran Archon.

In the dark void, Mars not far away has Trisolarans running out of bases and battleships to cheer. A super fleet carrying all the hopes of civilization is slowly approaching. This is the power of living beings. It is obviously insignificant, but the fleet tools created But he can compete with Haoyue.

The Wind Dragon God stared blankly at the invincible fleet in front of him on the satellite. He had prepared for the worst, and at worst, the ancient Mulia tree would be reborn.

"After ten thousand years, I will still be a good man, and there must be the seeds of my Mulia tree on Gaia!" The wind dragon god's tree body stood extremely straight in the starry sky, and other ancient trees also swayed their branches, fearlessly.

"Three-body people, you have crossed the line!" Wind Dragon God shouted towards the starry sky.

"Hello, I am Alcott, the Supreme Consul of Trisolaran." As the Wind Dragon God shouted, a "small boat" appeared from the huge fleet and slowly separated from the large fleet. A Trisolaran man emerged from the boat. Coming out of the hole, he looked at the Gaia moon and said:

"Please forgive our offense. This time we are not here for fighting, but for friendship. The universe is huge, Gaia is huge, and the coexistence of the two civilizations is completely feasible."

"I have also seen your history of Gaia. Two eras passed before you. The great civilizations born in them awe us. And in the previous second era, because of the two eras born in the ocean, Civil war among great civilizations will eventually lead to the destruction of the world and the extinction of civilization.

I think you, the leader of the Mulia Ancient Tree, don’t want to make the same mistake again. I believe that if my fleet attacks at all costs, we can capture Gaia by force. But I also believe that your counterattack will eventually cause countless casualties to my fleet. The biggest possibility in the end is that the environment of Gaia will change drastically and it will no longer be suitable for habitation, and both of us will lose. "

The Trisolaran named Alcott slowly sailed toward the Wind Dragon God in a small boat, without worrying about his own life or death.

"Our two races can coexist peacefully on Gaia."

At this moment, in the silent starry sky, with the bright sun as the curtain and thousands of ships dotted around it, there was a Trisolaran standing on the interstellar battleship extending a hand of friendship to the Wind Dragon God.

The Wind Dragon God was stunned and shocked by the sudden action of the Trisolarans. The other party had the power to destroy them, but they chose to negotiate again?

He swayed the branches and saw in the distance one by one Trisolarans from the Trisolaran fleet appearing on the battleship deck, with no intention of attacking. In the base of Mars, one by one Trisolarans also looked up at the Gaia moon. This is the meeting of the century, the negotiation between civilizations on two different planets, this is the oath recorded under the stars.

So does the Wind Dragon God want to stretch out its branches and reconcile with the Trisolarans? He turned around and looked at the beautiful blue-green planet below. There was a sacred tree standing there, and everything was living on the earth. It was so beautiful.

PS: Guess how the third era ended