The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

When the door was opened, countless hawking sounds came from all directions.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes and looked around.

In just a few days, millions of players went online every day, taking orders and completing tasks everywhere.

The old players are rushing outside, killing monsters to level up, and collecting upgrade fragments.

New players began to take on simple tasks in this place where the human race took root.

When on Blue Star, the newbie’s task was to mine. When they arrived at the Demon Realm, everyone tacitly started to work as a bricklayer as the source of their first pot of gold.

Infrastructure.

Starting from the first one or two houses, it spread all the way outwards.

There are even players who specialize in urban planning. They bring a large number of engineering teams and specifically take on tasks to build buildings. Everyone is developing in an orderly manner.

Wei Yuan knew these things, but when he really looked at the players again, he was shocked to find that these players seemed to have used their own methods to develop the human race without his knowledge.

At least, the population of the human race in the interstellar world has increased.

It has grown from only one or two hundred people to nearly a thousand people now.

Even Wei Sishan, seeing Wei Yuan, whom he hadn't seen for a while, couldn't help but smile and pulled him to see the newly born children in the tribe.

Human infants, in the eyes of the immortal species, develop very quickly.

But for Wei Yuan and the players, it is truly a one-to-one replica of the growth rate on Earth.

They have been in the Demon Realm, and it seems like they have not been here for long, but there are already seventeen or eighteen babies who are just one month old.

"Look, these children were all born naturally, without the use of any technological means." Wei Sishan happily pulled Wei Yuan into the community of the native human race in the interstellar.

This is the residential area specially allocated for them by the players.

Wei Yuan looked at the baby who was brought to him by his mother herself, and subconsciously felt a little scared, fearing that he might accidentally hurt the child.

But he didn't expect that the baby, who had just turned one month old, smiled at him after slightly opening his eyes, and then, with a cry, grabbed Wei Yuan's index finger with his little hand.

New life for the tribe.

Wei Yuan felt the strength of the child's grip.

The thread in his heart was suddenly touched.

The room is brightly lit. The artificial solar lamps made by the players feel a bit like the sun when shining on the body, but the energy of the stars can never be simulated by lamps.

Do we really have to let our people survive in such an environment just because of a Guanghan King Insect, a god?

As long as there are players, the human race will surely prosper.

But what about these new born children?

Born and raised in the Demon Realm, how can they know what it really feels like to have the sun shining on them?

"You will grow up healthy." Wei Yuan gently touched the baby's eyebrows with his finger.

Letting go of the child's hand, Wei Yuan turned and looked at Wei Sishan: "Old Patriarch, I have to go on a long journey."

Wei Sishan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Go ahead, just do what you want to do boldly, Wei Yuan, you are much better than I was back then."

As the one who had been able to lead the human race to survive for hundreds of years, Wei Sishan could tell at a glance that Wei Yuan had just made an important decision.

The human race has been wandering for too long, and such a life of displacement is definitely not what our ancestors wanted to see.

Since Wei Yuan was able to preserve the human race from a series of horrific events including being ostracized by the entire Interstellar Alliance, backstabbed by the Protoss, and hunted by the Guanghan King Insect, he believed that Wei Yuan would be able to ensure that these newborn children would grow up safely and healthily.

Wei Yuan nodded, and a light blue transmission channel appeared behind him.

Taking a step back, Wei Yuan disappeared.

Looking at the place where Wei Yuan disappeared, Wei Sishan stroked his beard with satisfaction.

After a moment, he slapped his thigh and hurried into the house.

The father and mother of the little one-month-old baby were already smiling happily.

"Have you taken pictures? Have you taken pictures of all of them?" Wei Sishan's beard was flying as he ran, and he no longer had the serious look on his face just now.

The two young people nodded with a smile, and the man directly played the video he had just recorded of Wei Yuan blessing the child.

"The requests of these ancestors are sometimes really weird, hahaha, let me see, they said to put the video directly into this Renlian app."

Men are not very skilled in operating the Renlian app.

The next second, countless ding-ding-ding messages popped out from the smart computer on the wrist.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Countless players flocked to the scene and waited at the door, asking to check in and cosplay as Wei Yuan.

"I have already made a hand model of the same style as the baby's. It's ten gold coins each. I don't cheat anyone."

"Hurry, hurry, you and your family, go live in the villa area first. Here are the keys."

The chicken that ate potatoes, threw a key to the couple, and then started making money.

at this time.

Wei Yuan had just arrived at the Protoss galaxy and was in the secret room of Feng Yusheng’s residence.

breath.

Disappeared.

Feng Yusheng's breath disappeared.

Wei Yuan's eyes turned cold.