"Can the Dream Network...be successful?"
"I don't know. All we have to do now is wait."
The Duke of Lanpeng Civilization, Megmeet, hiding in the Green Mountain, has always been in a state of great fear of genocide.
The dark clouds in my heart were getting thicker and thicker, and my whole body seemed to be frozen.
Even if they still have nearly five thousand elites surviving, so what?
That would be the mass extinction of civilization!
If all 8 million people in the city died, they would be so desperate that they would commit suicide immediately and just want to leave with them...
As for the battle between Lu Yuan and the [ghost], through the satellite, only a blurry mosaic could be seen...
The combat effectiveness of both sides exceeded their imagination. It was common to exceed the speed of sound. The red light attack of [Ghost] was like a nuclear bomb.
That is idealistic war!
Megmit's numb soul seemed to have left his body as Lu Yuan teleported through space again and again.
I can't read it and I can't understand it.
Until the end, when Lu Yuan brought their prince back, these Lan Peng people breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt like he was recovering from his drowning state.
There is still hope!
Cheers came from the human investigation room next door.
"The commander-in-chief is here! Prince Lan Peng has been rescued!"
Megmeet relaxed a little and took a fierce sip of water.
"This world is too scary." Megmit said to the rat-man craftsman, "Isn't materialistic technology useless at all?"
The rat craftsmen are too lazy to hibernate now. They are just trembling with fear, and they don't even have the courage to look at the screen.
Damn it, they just came here to have some luck, and they met a [ghost] by chance!
The most terrifying thing is that this prairie is the territory of [the monster], and there is no way to escape...
What made them feel even more weird was that the Greedy Demon God Puppet was so fierce that it even dismembered the [ghost] for half an hour.
Which one of these is the [ghost]?
In their thinking, those who can dismember [ghosts] are those top civilizations.
This performance of combat power has somewhat subverted the perception.
It took a long time before someone explained.
"Materialism is not useless, but the technology is not high enough and the power is not powerful enough." Shuang Gongye pretended to understand well and looked at the Lanpeng people, "You have increased the power of the hydrogen bomb to 100 million tons.
Maybe we can just dismember the [ghost] and then seal it up."
"Your hydrogen bomb is not powerful enough. It is only one million tons."
He looked like he was shaking his head: "But it's useless to blow it to pieces. The [ghost] will be resurrected soon."
"If you use a container cover to contain the fragments, will it be considered sealed?" Magmit asked.
Shu Gongye snorted coldly: "It can't be that simple. All the fragments must be collected! Because if you don't resurrect it, components such as blood will have an 'immortal' effect, causing a large-scale ecological disaster.
The trouble will be even greater."
"So the best way is to collect the body parts completely and seal them carefully."
"But sealing them is a hundred times more difficult than blowing them up!"
Megmeet blinked his lips in a sarcastic manner, and they could not deny Shu Gongye's comments.
A million-ton hydrogen bomb... can destroy a city, but it's not powerful enough?
He lay slumped on the chair and looked out the window.
An inexplicable thought came to my mind: "It seems...it's not impossible to defect to a more powerful human being."
"Lan Peng civilization must be passed on. We still have five thousand people... I don't know if the genetic diversity is enough..."
"It's broken. The combination of male and female is not very good. There are too many males and too few females."
Even the Duke's wife is still hibernating!
It smacked the bird's beak, feeling a little annoyed.
At this moment, Shu Gongye thought of something, took out a mirror from his arms, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I have something important to report here!"
His mirror, with its extraordinary appearance and sparkling light, immediately attracted the attention of the bird people.
Shu Gongye was actually deliberately showing off. As a distinguished guest, Shu Gongye always received good treatment in Green City.
Star craftsmen, if they create a little wealth, they are S-level talents! Human beings sometimes ask them to build equipment and so on.
But now that there are a large group of VIPs, it’s hard to say what the future will be like.
More than three thousand divine skills! There are definitely a lot of craftsman talents, glyph reading, and other conventional abilities.
The knowledge of a quasi-interstellar civilization is really concentrated in the hands of a few people!
As long as these people cooperate, they will definitely be guests.
Therefore, Shu Gongye must strive for some benefits for himself: Did you see that I have a backing? Those of you who come later, don’t take away the status of the Shu people!
After a while, the Rat King, Huang Feng, came online.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and cursed in the mirror: "What time is it for you?"
"Twelve fifteen in the morning."
"What nonsense, is it as important as me controlling the female rat? As I said, we have found a closely related race! They are giving birth to babies!"
"You are not so lucky. Who asked you to betray civilization!"
His big hat covered him directly.
"Your Majesty, we have encountered a [ghost] and are fighting."
Shu Huangfeng shuddered and the mirror in his hand almost slipped to the ground.
The shrewd and capable king said furtively: "Then you are going to die."
"Before you die, teleport your whole body here. This will be your last contribution to civilization. Come on, I'll pay for the teleportation costs."
Shu Gongye's beard trembled, and he showed a look of disdain: "Your Majesty, that Lu Yuan actually fought with the [ghost] many times and escaped back."
"Although he used a certain treasure given to him by Gu Zhong, the puppet of the Greedy Demon God is really powerful. We have enough reasons to suspect that it is his other body... Well, you know."
The air fell into silence.
The Rat King, Shuhuang Feng, said tremblingly: "We have that so early in this era... It seems that we have a good vision. This guy has some opportunities."
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. This may be a short-lived era."
"The [ghosts] have all escaped, and the situation is completely different from the eighth era. It may really be the middle of the era."
The master craftsman urged: "Your Majesty, have you collected the aura to survive the epochal disaster? You won't be controlling the female mouse all the time, right?"
"Perhaps mass extinction will begin in another thousand years."
Shuhuang Feng showed a hint of embarrassment, "What you said makes it difficult for me to do it."
In public, can't you give me some face?
Shu Huangfeng immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighed, and pretended to change his past mistakes.
"Such a major thing has happened. We can no longer indulge in Wenrouxiang!"
He hummed and said: "I will set off tomorrow and not stay here again. Don't worry, I am a strange person from ancient times. How can I covet beauty?"
Shu Gongye: "Furthermore, he seems to have that ability...the same ability that he exchanged for the sealing resin given to us. Let me tell you, where did he get the sealing resin? It turned out to be the flesh he cut himself."
The Rat King was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice: "Every civilization has secrets, just pretend you haven't seen it. Wait, he took it out and used it? That would be troublesome... Go ahead and talk about it, and let me hide from the limelight.
Don’t take it out and use it easily again.”
He stretched out a finger: "The eyes of heaven are watching!"
"Your Majesty, this is another race."
Shu Gongye shook the mirror proudly, allowing Megmeet and Shu Huangfeng to chat a few words.
The two parties even made some small transactions and exchanged knowledge and so on.
The Lan Peng people came in large numbers to seek refuge, and naturally they brought some assets with them.
As a quasi-interstellar civilization, idealistic wealth actually has a lot of wealth. After all, they have been wandering for many years.
As for the rat craftsmen, they also have some wealth, and they have popularized the knowledge of the Eighth Age. They are equivalent to NPCs. When they encounter a civilization with potential, they have to hug their thighs and try their luck.
"So humans are a pretty awesome civilization?" Duke Megmeet, the bird feathers on his face trembled, "Oh, I'm not saying they aren't awesome. What kind of mirage space do they have? The poppy tree has a better foundation than me.
The Lanpeng civilization is much stronger."
"But... it's more powerful than imagined?"
Shu Huangfeng said: "Oh, we have encountered many civilizations in so many years. Counting those hiding in the safe area, there are at least 10 of them!"
"Civilizations that pull your hips are everywhere. Your Lan Peng civilization can be considered to be one of the top one percent or even one thousandth civilization with considerable potential."
This group of people from Lan Peng Civilization were given high hats, and all of them had mixed emotions.
No matter how much potential they have, it seems... they have failed.
"You may have underestimated the difficulty of escaping from the [ghost]. Once you get close to that thing, you will realize that it is terrifying. You don't even have the courage to move, let alone fight against it."
"The only people who can fight those things are..."
"Oh, it's true...even if you are separated by a screen, you can feel the killing atmosphere." The bird people sighed one after another.
The Rat King said: "Humanity is a third-level civilization on the surface, but their leader has deep blessings and many secrets... Alas, if you all defected, just stay well and work seriously, maybe there will be a day to rise in the future... What?
There is nothing we can do if our mother civilization dies."
"Our people...are not dead yet!" Megmit stretched his neck and said viciously.
"We are also dead, oh, you understand!" The rat people were even gloating about their misfortune, looking a bit mean.
Suddenly, the light on the ceiling flashed twice, and the temperature dropped several degrees.
A rat craftsman shouted: "Your Majesty! The [ghost] seems to have come to our city!"
"That... that's okay... I'll hang up now and we'll talk later." Shuhuang Feng said quickly, "Hold on! Don't die."
The image in the mirror disappeared.
It’s not that he is timid and afraid of death, but [Ghost] is extremely sensitive to superpowers and will launch attacks based on his abilities!
Chapter completed!