Lehman was thinking that if the high-end combat power of Dogs could be included in the mass production of the troops, then when thousands of Sarnaga versions of Death Wings pounced on Emon's mixed army, the picture was simply too beautiful--but Lehman glared at Dogs for a long time, and kept muttering in his heart that he recognized Dogs as a member of his command. There was no more movement in the dog system, which made Lehman very collapse.

I stared at the left, right, up, and down, the dog here is so cute?---In the end, Lehman began to try to dubbing himself in his heart, but it still couldn't be done, there was no movement at all. Lehman thought for a while, and felt that he could only give up the idea of ​​mass-producing the army of dogs to beat up the mixed body.

However, Lehman thought about it again. When did the dog system lick him like the ones in the novels I read before traveling through time? I have never been. Thinking about this, Lehman felt a little balanced and no longer thought about reaching the sky in one step. After all, he felt that he had already opened a lot of plug-ins now. Knowing some plots was like opening a full picture. There was no need to expect the system to create hundreds of cobra sports cars for him like playing the Imperial Age.

So if you are not a daydreaming, you have to go down-to-earth and step by step. Lehman muttered, then came back to his senses and became busy with Dogzi, without realizing how much impact the madness in his mind had just now had on Dogzi. Dogzi accepted his thoughts and was deeply shocked.

Lehman himself did not realize it, but when he was serious and focused on trying to transform the dog into a future army recognized by the system, the system was actually activated, but when he encountered the fire seed in the deepest part of the dog's soul, the system stopped moving. But even for a moment, the ancient fire seed deep in the dog's soul also saw countless scenes, which were the "future scene" stored in the depths of the Lehman consciousness.

The power is infinite, the body is dark blue, and there is a mixture of tentacles flying behind it. The height and size of the human warships are no longer huge. There are also the mixture of those floating in the air using psychic storms... The earth torn apart, the air burns, life dissipates, the universe falls into the abyss of war---all everything is because of the once great creature that has been blurred in memory and has fallen into despair and distrust of the world?

The moment Lehman turned around and continued to work, the dog's eyes became sad in an instant, but the sadness disappeared in the next moment, and the dog's eyes became dull and empty again. Lehman did not notice the change in that moment - now the gorilla was successfully incorporated into his swarm, and the time for the day was almost over, so it was time to prepare for a rest, so Lehman waved to the dog.

He released the gorilla that had already surrendered, and Lehman used his light knife to light a bonfire, and roasted the remaining alien wild boar meat that had been distributed to the three big friends around him on the fire. This behavior quickly attracted Zelwin's attention, and the ancient Zerg sent Nianbo directly to Lehman's head:

[Why do you want to roast the meat on fire? Do you want to eat it?]

[Because I think maybe I roast the meat and immediately a bunch of wind wolf will come to be my subordinates?] Lehman lies on the side of the log floor he just cut out, holding a large piece of pork on the fire, and ran the train to Zelwin.

Although I don't know what the hell is, Zerwin probably understood what the words meant, so the ancient Zerg sneered at Lehman's words:

[There is no creature on this planet that joins your tribe because of some biological matter without evolutionary potential]

[I know, Elder Zelwin, I know], Lehman replied tiredly while grilling the meat, [That's a joke, don't be so serious]

Zelwin wanted to reply, "The Zerg is not kidding", but he was a little lazy to speak, so he looked at Lehman's slow barbecue with his big head. After a long time, Lehman looked at the piece of black and golden barbecue that had been roasted with complicated expression. He shook his head gently and then said to Zeelwin again:

[Do you know, the respected elder Zelwin, I have seen some stories when I was in my hometown before. In the stories, the protagonist always encounters a group of wind wolf in the woods and conquers a group of subordinates with the simplest barbecue. I scoff at those stories.]

[What is the story? What is the protagonist? Also, if there are really creatures that join groups just because of these biological substances in your hands, those creatures are either too weak or too stupid.]

[It's a pity that you don't attend the Tucao Conference, elder,], when he heard Zelwin's answer, Lehman couldn't help laughing, [It's really stupid, but in the past or two years, he was working hard all over the world with the secret of the end of the world, and now he's stuck here again, I understand that even such a story has quite positive significance]

[What is the meaning of such a stupid story?]

[Because sometimes knowledge and intelligence cannot relieve pain].

After saying that, Lehman looked at the barbecue in his hand, and his thoughts drifted back to the summer days in Sloao a few years ago. When he was working in the fields with his brother in this world, their Carol mother would always bring barbecue or fried chicken to help them replenish their bodies... Now, no matter how poor the skills are, he would feel a little comfort in his heart when he saw the roasted meat.

After a little slow down, Lehman continued to say to Zelwin what he wanted to say:

[Wisdom sometimes cannot relieve all pain. Sometimes, when suffering reaches a certain level, people do not want to rely on wisdom and thinking to relieve pain. This is understandable. For people who are trapped in that level of suffering, it may not matter whether it is reasonable or not, whether it is correct or not. In order to resist pain and to survive in this cruel world, people sometimes need temporary relief... Just like I am now]

After saying that, in Zerwen's unanimous silence, in the heavy breathing from Ergouzi and the gorilla, under the dog's gaze, Lehman raised the barbecue in his hand to the sky and to his hometown where he was unknown, and made a gentle touch forward, as if he was in Slow, when he was touching chicken legs with his brother in this life at lunch.

"I hope everything is well now. I'm working hard. I will definitely change the future for you." After muttering, Lehman sent the barbecue to his mouth and took a bite, just like many years ago.

On the edge of the human colonial planet Mar Sarah, many light years away from the Zerg parent planet, Jim Reno bit the chicken leg in his mouth hard, then squinted his eyes and chewed it with satisfaction--the fried chicken in the Jenning Bar tasted really good, and it was as good as his mother made it.

After eating this fried chicken leg, Renault leaned his body on the comfortable bench and gently shook the beer in his hand. The incident in the Dead Port has been a while ago, and his life has changed drastically. He and Tex parted ways in a very friendly and reluctant atmosphere. Tex went to and stayed in the Dead Port and fought with the mercenary named Mira Han. He followed his inner choices, followed the clues, and came to Ma Sara.

On this planet, he regained most of the things he had lost—the parents who came with Hammond, a job that made him feel calm—and was pardoned under the arrangement of the local director Hammond, and became the sheriff of Mar-Sarah. He could also come to this small bar that provides delicious food for a break every day after work.

The only flaw is probably his younger brother Lehman. He heard his parents telling about their miracle experience that surprised him. When he heard about what his younger brother might be doing, he felt happy on the one hand, and he felt lost on the other hand - he was happy because he thought that his dead brother was still alive and had hope of meeting him when he was alive; he felt lost because it seemed that the two brothers who went to the army, the brother who should have played the role of the example, seemed to have become the one who was dragging his back...

Just when Renault felt a little melancholy, the communicator in his pocket rang. He looked at the caller displayed on the communicator. Renault almost sprayed out the beer in his mouth. He quickly settled the bill, left the bar, jumped onto his vulture car, ran all the way to a quiet place, and called back.

The communication was connected, Tex's big face appeared on the screen. Seeing his old partner, Tex grinned:

"Hey, Jimmy boy, you look good, why, did I call you when it's not right, what are you doing?"

Seeing Tex like this, Renault also smiled sincerely. Although the two sides are parting ways now, he still thinks Tex is his true good friend. He is very happy to see that his friends are living well:

"I was drinking just now, Old Tex, you interrupted me to enjoy the beer."

"Ha, when did my Jimmy boy like to drink which cat pee? What's wrong with No. 8 whiskey?"

"Stop coming, how are you doing recently? And what's wrong with sending such a sudden message?"

"It's been very good lately. Because of the relationship between the sons of Kha and other anti-federal movements, our business is very good, right? My good partner Mira?!" Tex shouted at the back of his throat.

"Hua QTex, you called the previous guest, Hua QQ!!!" Mira Han's curse from the background made Renault smile knowingly.

But Tex quickly became serious, and the now notorious mercenary in the Federal Krathul-Star Zone approached the communicator and whispered:

"Don't worry about one thing first, Jimmy, I've been paying attention to your brother's news for you, but this time I have to find you to join the team because of another thing. I think you will definitely come with me in the next action..."

"Tex, you know, I......"

“Vanderzp.”

Tex said a name, and Renault could not refuse. Javier Vanderzp, the villain who forced the Demons away, later sent a killer to chase him and Tex. Although their comrades did not seem to die at the hands of the killer sent by Vanderzp, neither Renault nor Tex would forgive him for this.

Although the mysterious killer who killed the demons was not found, it would be great to find Vanderzp.

"I need to make some arrangements." Renault nodded.

"Contact me when you make arrangements. It's time to get rid of that bastard."
Chapter completed!