“…We cannot face the future with ignorance.”

On the other side of the galaxy, in the world of Schalt, Zesel, the strongest man among the Schalts, said: "Mrs. Mycroro wants to go to the other side of the galaxy in the world? We will definitely support them, but we cannot know nothing about it. Selma, you have communicated with the strong man from Mycrov, named Radcliff, and now I want to appoint you as an ambassador to ask the other party's purpose."

"As the rescued followers, we will support whatever the other party's purpose is, but we also want to know the information about the galaxy in another world. If possible, we want to know exactly where our fleet's destination is as soon as possible."

The Schalt people are races that look similar to beast-like people, but the Schalt civilization is not a civilization composed of a single race. In addition to the main cat-like people as the main race, there are also a large number of minority races such as snakes, birds, dogs, and bears. These races are born with bloodlines, without any reproductive isolation, and are almost exactly the same except for their different appearances. So by now, the bloodlines of the Schalt civilization have become a hodgepodge.

Among them, Zesel, the strongest man in civilization, has a large amount of snake man bloodline, while Selma, who was appointed as the communication ambassador, has the bloodline of some bear man bloodline.

At this time, they were located in the Void Dock of the Schalts. The technicians from the Mycrov World were communicating with local technicians and repairing a large number of damaged and problematic Void Battleships.

For the Schaltes, the image of Mycrov circulating in their memory is arrogant and arrogant, but its strength matches this arrogant and powerful civilization. However, after witnessing Mrs. Mycrov's individual and having a close communication with them, the Schaltes were surprised to find that this was completely different from Mrs. Mycrov's memory in their inheritance.

They have superb skills, but they are not clear about some basic knowledge. Although they seem arrogant, they are mainly due to poor communication caused by language barriers.

"Will they tell us?" Selma took over his mission silently. As a member of the senior management of the Schalt Provisional Government, he already knew that his civilization's current situation had become a burden to civilization at this time. Being able to give it to Mrs. Meicro is actually a help to the current Schalt world. Their world has long been in a mess and cannot bear this force at all.

"They will tell us." Zesel controlled his two rows of snake eyes and looked at the golden fleet under maintenance in the dock. It whispered: "They disdain to deceive us... The strong will not deceive the weak. Mrs. Mycroo still holds this most basic arrogance, but I can be sure of this."

"...They won't lie to us, but I can be sure of that."

In the dark star field, the fleet of Star Shepherds slowly flew to one dead world after another, replenishing resources again and again. The Khan controlled the eyes of the void beast and looked at other galaxies far away in the darkness. The leader of the race said calmly: "We want to come in because the Lost Galaxy is a peaceful harbor in our hearts. They want to go out because in their eyes, this place is a small cage. The former reputation of the ancestor civilization spreads all worlds. Even if they decline to this point, they are unwilling to be bystanders of a multiverse."

"They will go out and go out as fast as possible. They will make up their minds without hesitation, and make up their minds faster than we almost destroyed because of natural disasters. Because for the arrogant, it is a more urgent question to understand why the multiverse has become like this now than the 'threat of the future' Mrs. Michaelo must not accept himself facing the future with ignorance."

"So, Khan, are we really that way, obeying their words, and just going back like this?"

After the white spiritual body of the Great Khan, there was a black eight-legged fungus listening respectfully to the king's words. At this moment, it couldn't help but ask: "It took us hundreds of years to come here, but now we have to give one-third of the most elite race to the enemies who defeated us, so that they can return to the galaxy full of fire... Is this really good?"

The fate of the race is really the fate that the eight-legged fungi can accept?

"No good or bad. Because we can only accept it."

The Great Khan did not have any emotional fluctuations. Even when he recalled the powerful ancestor civilization who defeated it, the Great Khan did not feel any regret or unwillingness in his heart. He replied easily: "And, my king of the sky, do you really think that returning to his hometown with Mrs. Mycroo is a bad thing?"

Said this, the white eight-legged fungus turned its head, and it conveyed the message with its playful mental fluctuations: "Don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

Follow the strong, defeat the powerful enemies of the past with them, and defeat the guys who drove us away from the ranch and swept us like garbage, and defeated them one by one, making them have to swear allegiance to Mrs. Mycrore. Don't you think this is a rather distorted pleasure?

"We are not becoming strong, which is the failure of our race and civilization, and it is also our sorrow. But from another perspective, as long as we can join the strong and become a member of the other party, it is also a good choice, isn't it?"

"...At least, joining the other party and being treated as a guardian dog by Mrs. Mycrore is definitely much better than treating it as a dangerous beast to exterminate."

In the Sixth Abyss, the Fortress of Tears, the Demon King Goliath said in an emotional tone to the demon kings under his subordinates: "I know, it may be difficult for you to accept this, but this is that the weak will not obey the strong, and they will only usher in destruction. I believe you will not feel that 'proud death' is better than 'living in a lingering life'. If we were such creatures, then we would have died early when the insect civilization was extinct and when the world died and turned into an abyss."

"The deepest part of our bloodline is the gene that will survive no matter what. So put away your indignant expressions and restrain your dissatisfaction. We will collectively incorporate Mrs. Mycroro's Void Fleet. If I discovered that you have any small actions in private, then I will do it before Mrs. Mycroro takes action."

Golia's shadow incarnation swept across the five demon kings in front of him. It knew that his subordinates would understand their deep meaning. Although they looked indignant, they were just gestures. Since they saw Madame Mécro's extremely luxurious legendary lineup and saw the scene where the other party's seven gods worked together to suppress the abyss and even destroyed the extremely dark abyss, both them and Goliath themselves knew that the abyss demons had no chance.

Are there any other choices? In the case of civil strife in Mycrov civilization, all the strong are dead and the gods do not take action, perhaps the demons still have a chance, but now they can only choose to bow their heads and surrender.

“This is not a bad thing at all.”

Golia turned her back to her Maharajas, and she said calmly: "At least, we have a future."

The creation technology from Joshua van Radcliffe has been tried. It has successfully created a small piece of normal forest and soil in the Sixth Abyss. Although the forest and soil were quickly assimilated and eroded by the abyss, this is enough to prove that the other party has not hidden his own privately.

Now, it can only send those orderly demons to the Blood Moon Abyss, allowing them to survive in a perfect and normal environment. However, in the future, Goliath believes that he will transform his world and transform it into suitable demons to live in one day. The future of the demon can be nurtured and created in the hands of the demons themselves, rather than relying on the gifts of plunder and the strong.

At the same time.

Joshua and Eagle also talked in the ‘Superconducting Magic Silver World’.

Just now, the two of them sent away the elite team where Prest was located, and the extremely huge thunder element crystal was also acquired by Joshua in the official name. Its value is 150,000 redemption points, plus two S-level redemption rights. This is just the basis. If the institute of Winter Castle Academy has studied some special engine structure from it, there will be subsequent redemption points rewards.

It is not considered a preferential treatment for his students. This high-density element crystal mixed with superconducting magic silver has this value. Priest directly takes the exchange point from the official Joshua, which is naturally much more stable than going to a private market for auction.

After the time and space fluctuations of Priest and others left completely calmed down, Eagle turned his head and looked at Joshua with a serious look.

"No. 3 is not by your side...how do you suppress the mental deviation value?"

The old pope's tone was puzzled, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "Tell me that this is a very important thing, but I was not 100% prepared!"

The old pope's accusations are very normal. Everyone knows that Joshua is basically in a semi-crazy state without the support of the Magic Net computing power. In this state, he appears alone in other places, not only to be irresponsible to himself, but also to other innocent worlds and innocent civilizations.

God knows that crazy Joshua will do something horrible to those innocent worlds.

"When the deviation is below 70%, I can suppress it for a while." Joshua replied calmly: "I have been fighting Chaos Memory with Divineness for so long, and I have already gained experience... Don't worry, this time I came here and I am indeed fully prepared."

"You're sure." Hearing this, Eagle could only sigh and not blame him for being so nervous, because if Joshua went crazy, if the Seven Gods didn't take action, he would probably have to come on the field to wake up the warriors. He didn't want to do such troublesome things: "Okay, besides the things we discussed before, there are other things about peepers in another world, what else do you have? If not, I'll go back to the Holy Mountain Fortress to prepare for logistics."

Speaking of this, the old pope couldn't help but complain about the problems about the Void Fleet, such as insufficient manpower, insufficient manpower and insufficient manpower even with the joining of the Schalts, the Shepherds and the Abyss Demon, the ship belonging to the Mycrov Fleet is still insufficient manpower.

Even now, experienced fleet members from all over the world are gathered together and professors have experience in void navigation, but such a small number of people is still a drop in the bucket. Even if basically the whole world has started a new discipline called "Void Fleet Science", it will be at least six or seven years later to gain a large number of students from it.

The Mycrov civilization can wait for six or seven years, but can they afford to delay six or seven years?
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