One Thousand One Hundred and Five Important News

There is no war, and every day is pioneering and enterprising. The astronauts of Alan Hill in space are still very comfortable and free to work.

The Mayne space station is a transfer station responsible for communication and information collection. Although the scale is not large, it is definitely not small.

According to the standards of the earth, its volume is about the size of five international space stations, and the internal space is even larger.

The astronauts here are actually very leisurely. They can get supplies on time here, and their daily work is relatively easy. What's more, most of them are god puppets, who don't need any entertainment activities, and don't have any physical problems.

A god puppet is leaning on its own position, saving its energy consumption in a state similar to dormancy.

One of the only three human astronauts on the spacecraft, the station master in charge of the space station, is sipping a bag of herbal tea specially packaged by the astronauts.

He was floating in the air, leisurely and contented, very happy: after all, there were still a few weeks before he could go back to the Alanciris star ring for vacation.

"Transmitting information at this time...that group of orcs are really diligent." Looking at the computer screen in front of him, a dialog box suddenly appeared, and the god puppet said in a hoarse voice.

He casually clicked to accept the confirmation, and then saw the progress bar moving rapidly from left to right.

As a war human being, he yawned, and said casually, "Isn't that right, Yuanhang 3 has just replenished supplies for them? Hundreds of tons of supplies, and 300 new orc pioneers."

Just now, a row of reentry capsules fell into the atmosphere, rubbing against the atmosphere and leaving rows of comet tails.

Thinking of these re-entry cabins, but they were all transported from the distant Elanciris, the station master felt pain.

So he said with emotion: "That's all gold! Even if the eggs are sent here, the price is almost the same as the equivalent weight of gold."

"Gold is no longer a precious metal! It's just a luxury metal. The most expensive thing we have now is the magic spar." The god puppet smiled hoarsely, then shook the mouse and placed it on the confirm button.

"Isn't it? The consumption of magic spar is too high. I heard that according to the current consumption rate, the reserve of magic spar in Alan Siris can only be used for more than 100 years." The station master took the conversation and said Said.

"Isn't there still Yuesiris?" Another god puppet on duty interrupted at this time.

The station master stretched his waist, and threw the plastic-packed herbal tea in mid-air: "Ha! There aren't too many of Yuesiris's, and I heard that if you add them together, they can consume about 170 years at most. "

Seeing that the information has been transmitted, the god puppet clicked the mouse on the confirmed button, and then sighed at the same time: "That is really a problem."

After he finished speaking, he froze there for a few seconds, and then suddenly said: "I said... the station master! You'd better come and take a look at this!"

The station master of the space station floated behind the god puppet disapprovingly, and put his hand on the god puppet's shoulder.

He adjusted the floating knowledge, then looked at the screen, and asked with a smile: "What? What happened? This is the information just transmitted from the ground... Oh my God! Gods are on top! Hurry up! quick!"

Speaking of this, because he was too anxious, he remembered to change his breath at this time, and continued to order: "Send the news just now to Alan Sirius! Use the fastest speed!"

"I'm already doing this." God Puppet looked at the progress bar of the sent message, and said to the stationmaster behind him.

The stationmaster, who had been staring at the screen, muttered subconsciously: "From today on, Moyu 2 may have to change its name!"

...

"Hiss!" A space agency staff member on duty tore a piece of paper from the printer, stood up and quickly walked out of his duty room.

He walked through the quiet corridor, walked hurriedly, and walked to the door of his immediate boss's office.

After tidying up his clothes and buttoning his collar, he reached out and rang the doorbell next to the door.

With a sound of pressure release, the heavy door opened automatically. He carefully held the piece of paper and walked to his boss's desk: "I just got the news a minute ago!"

"Are they sure?" The man with the general star on his shoulder raised his head solemnly, and took off his glasses.

"Not yet, but if we wait for confirmation, there may not be any clear news the day after tomorrow." The staff member on duty replied.

"Then let someone confirm it immediately! In addition, send this news to Lord Merion, and copy it to His Majesty!" The general thought for a while, and ordered carefully.

Seeing his subordinates turn around and go out, he grabbed the phone in front of his desk and ordered, "Orange line! Connect me to Xinghuan Morris Naval Port, the office of Lord Merion."

After a short silence, he said, "My lord, I just got the news that a magic spar with unknown reserves was found on the Moyu 2 planet!"

"Is the news accurate?" On the other side of the phone, Mai Ruien was also shocked by the news, and asked, "There can be no mistakes in this kind of thing!"

"I've had someone verify it... But this kind of thing, without the support of Xinghuan, cannot be done." The general organized his words, and then he opened his mouth to explain the meaning of his call.

Hearing what the other party said, Marion also realized the crux of the problem. Without the star ring and the space transport spacecraft belonging to the star ring, there would be no way to verify the news.

So he said: "You are right, I understand, I will immediately arrange a spaceship, and use the jump technology to transport the relevant equipment to Planet Moyu 2!"

"I hope this discovery is true." The general with glasses said hopefully.

"Yeah, I hope so too." Myrian's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly: "If a new reserve of magic spar is discovered, then many of our problems will be solved!"

At almost the same moment, Chris took over the report on the Demon Realm 2 planet from Luther.

He glanced at it, and then at Luther again: "If this news is true, what do you think is the name of the Demon Realm 2 planet...? The city of gold? Crystal veins?"

"Perhaps, naming it as a ferry is in line with the convention." Luther suggested: "It is the hometown of Marshal Lawns, and he will definitely like it."

"...You, you!" Chris nodded Luther twice with his fingers: "It will always look like this!"

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