"Tashmir, 00000 1 ancient god cultivation expert, please pay attention, please turn around and leave immediately, otherwise we will fire immediately!" an interstellar war began immediately, and civilization used all its strength to resist the invasion a thousand years later "well, we surrender, tashmir, the planet is yours!" "sorry, what were you talking about? I didn't hear?" "We surrender!" "but I didn't attack you? Well, why did these roots run out? Sorry, I was distracted." tashmir turned and left the commander felt humiliated: "you don't have to be distracted to humiliate us!" "I didn't humiliate you, but you are too short-lived and short-sighted." "in fact, one of my thoughts is millennium." key words: kesulu, technology, crossing, play, evolution.