Chapter 1370: Death of Science
Before Meng Chao's eyes appeared a majestic, magnificent scene.
In the deep, boundless universe, as countless frigid interstellar dust particles converged into a Destroyer Storm and came crashing down on the Hope, countless Ancient Turan People also left the warm, comfortable, safe cabins, crawled onto the outer hull, and waged a stubborn struggle against the universe that was nearly swallowing them whole.
Clad in Super Magnetic Armor, they were like tiny insects formed of Magnetic Fluid, rushing forward one after another, moths flying into the flame.
Yet it was precisely these little insects that guarded Turan Civilization's final hope from being completely devoured by the vast universe.
Back then, every Turan Person aboard the Hope, whether spaceship designer or welding repairman, resource collector or Magnetic Fluid material developer, had stood together in the same boat, united as one, striving tirelessly for the advancement of civilization.
However, after arriving in the Otherworld, the situation underwent subtle changes.
Especially when facing the massive assaults of Totem Beasts and Fusion Beasts, many professions could not adapt to the demands of high-intensity warfare and were gradually eliminated, even driven extinct.
Meanwhile, "warriors" and "martial artists" flourished, becoming the mainstream professions of Turan Civilization.
At first, many experts, scholars, and researchers had also tried to establish a large-scale industrial system in Turanze, or at least a military-industrial system, pouring in vast resources to develop cutting-edge technology and war machines—just as they had done on the Turan Homeworld.
But the Ancient Turan People soon discovered that, first, they had only just arrived in Turanze, their population was relatively small, and they lacked the foundations for developing large-scale industry.
Second, their limited resources had to be hurled at the nearly endless Totem Beasts and Fusion Beasts. The battlefield changed by the instant,