Metropolis: a Mecha Was Built at the Start - Chapter 497

House of the Prophet! !

The mysterious courtyard of the Prophet has never been known to outsiders, and only the senior officials of the Yanhuang Interstellar Empire know its existence.

Almost every member of the empire came out of the House of the Prophet.

The reason why the Temple of the Prophet is so mysterious is that it is hidden in another dimension of the earth.

Scientists call this dimension the shadow dimension.

It also has another name-Tomorrowland.

Tomorrow’s world has always been secret immigrants, secretly developing technology, secretly accumulating space battleships, waiting for the presence of aliens.

This shadow earth dimension is the place that Lin Jun and MSI attach the most importance to.

Enter the “Tomorrowland” secretly through a special spacecraft.

As soon as Lin Jun came in, he could see the entire sky of Tomorrow’s world, full of densely packed warships, at least several hundred thousand.

As if ready to fight at any time.

Soon, Lin Jun came to the Academy of Prophet.

Lin Jun was greeted by the dean of the Academy of the Prophet. He was in his fifties. He was a young man when his average age reached 130.

“Lin Jun… “…”

After seeing Lin Jun, he was taken aback for a while, showing an expression of excitement.

“My Prophet?”

The attitude suddenly became respectful, Jiufen was excited, with a little uncertain doubt.

“Master MSI, is it possible that Master Prophet, he really…”

MSI: “Yes, Zhang Qi, it is the Prophet who is standing in front of you, he is here…”

Dean Zhang Qi’s doubts suddenly became affirmation, and his beard was shaking with excitement.

“My Prophet!”

He looked at Lin Jun full of admiration, and bowed his body respectfully.

Then the news was quickly passed on to everyone in the House of the Prophet.

The whole courtyard of the prophet suddenly became a sensation.

“My Prophet!”

“Unexpectedly, it was really fortunate to see Lord Prophet!”

“Uuuuu, die without regrets!”

Some elderly people even fainted excitedly.

The Academy of Prophet, under the control of MSI, has been immersed in the glory of Prophet Lin Jun for hundreds of years.

Throughout the entire human history, Lin Jun’s contribution is like a round of bright moon in the sky, no one’s light can match Lin Jun’s glorious one-hundredth.

Without Lin Jun, human beings would have been enslaved by the alien invasions.

If there is no “Prophet Code” left by Lin Jun, how can human beings successfully complete the interstellar colonization of many planets in just 1,000 years?

Lin Jun is simply a **** in their hearts.

And now, Lin Jun is back.

They were so excited that they fainted.

Soon, many members and prime ministers of the Yanhuang Interstellar Empire’s parliament rushed to visit Lin Jun.

Looking at Lin Jun one by one is like a younger brother or younger brother, admiringly watching seniors, older brothers, and bosses.

Binocular worship.

His eyes are eager.

The Prime Minister breathed a sigh of relief.

If the enemy comes, who is under the greatest pressure? Naturally, he is the actual ruler of the empire, the Prime Minister.

With MSI’s presidency, those who can be elected prime minister are naturally responsible and responsible.

When the Prime Minister sleeps every night, he thinks of 1.8 trillion human lives, pressed on his shoulders, and he can’t sleep well. He is only 80 years old and can only be regarded as middle-aged, but his hair is bald.

The pressure can be imagined.

And now that the Prophet returns, he can finally unload part of the burden.

Lin Jun felt those eyes, especially those of the Prime Minister.

He was very pleased.

Human beings are not intrigue, but are united, which makes him very happy.

…

at the same time,

Just when Lin Jun was in the Academy of the Prophet and was familiar with the current human situation,

Ten huge flying saucers with a diameter of 2,000 kilometers and hundreds of thousands of warships suddenly drilled out of anti-space and reached the periphery of the solar system.

Command center.

A human being 3 meters tall, through the glass, looks at the distant sun and the blue earth in near planetary orbit.

“.” Master MSI, is this the earth? The home planet of our humanity? “

After a long time,

A fluctuating voice sounded.

“Yes, this is the home planet.”

The sound is exactly the same as MSI.

At this moment, the entire fleet, 150 million humans, all boiled.