One Thousand Three Hundred and Seven, the Queen
"Hey, who are you talking about, little guy!?"
"Although I am only about five years old. But our Protoss learns and grows much faster than your Human Race. I can definitely be regarded as your Human Race's fifteen years old psychologically. Don't think I am very small, bastard!"
24K was very obedient and stopped making a sound, but Jasmine was unconvinced.
"Fifteen years old, you were born able to master phantom energy, have you only awakened intermediate phantom energy so far? From this point of view, my high-level phantom energy should still be relatively rare..."
Feng Luo was interested in what she said.
"Asshole, do you think intermediate psionic energy is Chinese cabbage? There are not many of you who have reached intermediate psionic energy. And do you really think that it is your own credit for improving so quickly? Isn't it because..."
Jasmine didn't finish her sentence, but she seemed to stop suddenly, puffing her mouth out again and staring at Feng Luo.
"Because of what?"
Feng Luo continued to ask.
"Because... it's not because of this game. Although there is no way to display the real psionic power in this game, it can exercise mental power and allow people to safely awaken psionic energy!"
The Protoss young man glanced at the top of his head unconsciously, and then replied obviously a little falsely.
"However, your human race is still too good. After so long of training and stimulation, only a few of the billions of people on this planet have awakened psionic energy!"
Afterwards, he resumed his contemptuous attitude again.
"Speaking of your protoss, it seems that you are very powerful. If so, why did you have to create a bunch of human arms before? Why didn't you create protoss hunters and immortals!"
Feng Luo also made a "contemptuous" expression.
"Get out, I want to create a mothership and blow up the entire planet with one shot. But you can find materials for you, that is, Thor, which is a rough machine made by your human race, can barely make it. ..."
"So, the things in "StarCraft" are not completely fictional. But like "Warrior", there should be some reality?"
Feng Luo didn't give Jasmine time to think at all, and followed up with questions.
"Tch, of course it's not completely false... Ah, you're trying to trick me again!"
The little princess of the God Race answered half a sentence.
Suddenly reacting, he looked up, then stared at Feng Luo again.
However, in his reaction to her, Feng Luo had already got exactly the information he wanted.
"Hey, I suddenly remembered that there is one thing I seem to have forgotten to say!"
But just as Feng Luo was analyzing the information with his brain, which was as fast as an intelligent brain, Jasmine suddenly rolled her eyes and said slyly.
"What's up?"
Feng Luo had a bad feeling.
"Its lair in the desert of death has been under attack by the rebels for quite a while. In addition, your guild is also under attack. At this time, almost half of the guild members have been killed!"
Folding her hands in front of her completely absent chest, looking at the faces of Feng Luo and 24K, the little girl said jokingly.
"Squeak (stinky)... squeak (egg)!"
24K yelled twice anxiously, and the little guy finally cursed.
...
"Very smart, it seems that you did not choose the wrong person."
When Feng Luo suddenly looked up.
A piece of dark space that has some connection with "Warrior", but cannot be directly touched.
A deep female voice spoke slowly with a noble feeling like a queen.
"I've always been more accurate in seeing people."
"In fact, I have been paying attention to him since he was involved in the psionic wormhole and arrived at this side from there. And in this game, I can fully observe all aspects of him. Mind is the most important thing in human beings. , is the top choice!"
Said a magnetic but erratic voice that felt like a middle-aged man.
"I'm more concerned about whether the "account" he inherited has been activated or not? "
The queen-like noble voice continued.
"It's already half-activated. If you want to really activate it, you still need to wait until his own strength reaches the standard of inheritance."
Said the magnetic middle-aged male voice.
"The natural mental strength of the human race is really poor. Even after such a long period of training, it needs the assistance of so many people to meet the minimum inheritance requirements."
said the noble queen.
"However, the potential of the human race is very high, and the talent is special!"
Magnetic middle aged male interface.
The term "human being" that appeared continuously in the conversation between the two of them can undoubtedly explain some information.
"Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that the proportion of humans who can awaken psionic energy is too low, it will definitely become a force that affects the overall situation!"
"However, less is better. The human race's 'reconciliation' talent is really significant. If there are too many, it will inevitably break the current cooperation. You know, the ambition of human beings has never been inferior to that of you and me!"
said the noble queen.
"Speaking of it, you Zergs are really willing to pay for it. The space attribute psionic energy cooperates with the Zerg's consciousness splitting characteristics. It can be said that it has the greatest potential among the Zergs. It is so early that the psionic energy attribute of this human race has not yet appeared. At that time, make a big bet to establish a spiritual link with it!"
Middle-aged magnetic male voice.
"It's not the same for you, although the double superimposed psionic power is regarded as a very useless attribute in the eyes of many people."
"However, to really develop, for the rest of the companions, it is an all-round increase... Moreover, when you and I come to this step, you will understand that this qualitative breakthrough is far more important than the quantitative one. important!"
"Moreover, the space psionic energy, combined with the destructive psionic energy that has reached the "annihilation" level, combined with her own psionic energy increase, is enough for your daughter to have enough self-protection and attack capabilities!"
The noble queen's voice was deep and authentic.
"The potential itself is amazing, and I have inherited a "account" that once reached the top level. It is indeed worth investing in, isn't it?"
The voice of a middle-aged man smiled.
"However, he performed so well this time, I'm afraid the human government will let people contact him in advance!"
The Queen's voice was noncommittal, and turned to the other side.
"In fact, there have been people who have contacted him for a long time. Don't worry, he is a smart man and will not reveal the origin of his identity."
"And with his current mental strength, there is no way to forcibly read his memory. What's more, in the face of this kind of seed player who has comprehended advanced psionic energy, the Celestials will also value it very much. It is impossible to say that they may risk it. Doing things without risk of injury. After all, he is also a Celestial now!"
The magnetic middle-aged male voice said with some sarcasm.
"I hope so, the storm is coming, we really need to add new blood, otherwise we will not agree to allow the Celestials to start this large-scale electoral method, which will increase their power too much. "
The female voice has some seriousness.
"On the other side of the wormhole, let's open up the layout of the human planet that serves as a backup. With that period of human existence, even if the celestial beings really become ambitious, it will not affect our overall situation.
"Speaking of which, he should also be the leader you prepare for the people on that planet in the future, right?"
The voice of the noble queen answered.
"It depends on him, whether he can get to that step."
"Well, speaking of it, when you laid out that planet, in that game that was later unexpectedly successful, you belonged to a highly popular existence, and you even have half the identity of the human race! I'm afraid you will wait until the future. There will be many admirers!"
The magnetic middle-aged male voice joked.
"I'm leaving, I just got the news. People from You Clan attacked one of my reserve planets, and I will destroy ten of them as a reward!"
The noble queen's voice did not respond to this sentence at all, but walked away with a certain coldness.
"Be careful!"
A middle-aged male voice said.
"It's just some ants."
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