Chapter 357 Speech

"Yes, I confirm that the energy column in the North Pole has been destroyed, but the manpower I have is no longer enough to capture the South Pole. Now I ask you to launch the test missile again to see if the shield is still there."

General Reza of the Ziruita Vanguard Army was so excited that he immediately asked his men to launch two probing missiles. News came from the rear that there was something on Midgard that was more important to Ziruita than the energy stone. thing, so no matter what, find a way to land the elite troops on the ground and combine with Batilan to provide them with cover!

The elite troops are actually not many in number. Their super strength has made countless contributions to Qirita, but it is extremely difficult to train them. They will not be dispatched easily, but once they are dispatched, it means that the benefits they can get are large enough!

The last time they were deployed, the Zirita had clone warrior technology.

What will it be this time?

Could it be the shield technology of this planet?

Thinking of this, Reza's saliva suddenly increased!

This benefit is indeed great enough!

In the vast universe, the first thing you must learn to become a cosmic race is: be patient.

Stars that can be seen with the naked eye are sometimes far farther away than imagined. Just like now, they stopped at the outer edge of the star system where Midgard is located. From here, Midgard is only as big as a grain of rice. Compared to Other stars that are as big as the eye of a needle are already big enough and close enough, but they are actually still very far away. Missiles without the ability to jump will have to wait for a while.

It's not that there aren't missiles with jump-type missiles, it's just that they are extremely expensive and powerful, but they are really unnecessary and unwilling to be used.

After waiting for three hours, the continuously accelerating test missile finally appeared at the place where the previous satellite missile crashed, but it passed all the way, and the shield there was gone!

But it was not time to be happy yet. When the missile successfully entered the atmosphere, began to burn, and then disintegrated soon after, there was an excited celebration in the main control room.

"Inform the mothership that the shield has been broken and we are ready to attack. Then pick up Batilan and let his elite team prepare. It is time for us to set off. Tell Loki that when we land, he will return the psychic scepter and the When using the space gem, let him prepare to cause some commotion."

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Great, Loki finally did it! The little guy Zhenjun is still very clever. If it were Severs, he might not be able to think of any ideas.

Loki was also a thieving Asuo, who was extremely desperate for survival by cutting off his tail. He ruthlessly abandoned Pietro, but his goal was finally achieved.

Should I give him a reward?

It's just that this guy has no respect for my old man at all, and he is still a rebel traitor. The white-eyed wolf is talking about him, and the reward for him is that the meat bun will beat the dog and never look back...

Meat buns...

How about eating meat buns today? I'm not a dog!

Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, Dad wants to eat meat buns today. It should have shrimps, mushrooms, half a braised egg, aphrodisiac, slightly spicy, and some sugar should be added to the dough and some alkali...

Alas, Lao Yang died young, but he still left me a child who inherited all his cooking skills, and told him to take good care of me. What a good bitch. I miss him a little and want to write poetry...

Did he ask me to take care of Xiao Yang or did he ask Xiao Yang to take care of me? Why did I forget?

Forget it, I don't know how to cook, so if I can't take care of the children, I must let Xiao Yang take care of me.

oh! By the way, there is still another bowl of bean curd from yesterday!

Chili!

So delicious! It’s hard for Xiao Yang. There are three hundred and sixty-five days a year to eat bean curd every day. This is paradise!

I still have to find a way to survive. After going to heaven, I don’t know if there will be any beancurd to eat, Lao Yang? Dad may have been reincarnated long ago and no longer cares about me.

Do you want to take Xiao Yang with you when I leave?

Wouldn't it be too much to think this way?

No, no, I want to live a little longer so that Xiao Yang’s Zhengfu can be passed on to the next generation. I must at least live until his eighteenth generation before dying, right?

You have to eat enough.

Oh oh oh, yes, yes, Loki! Yes, aliens are coming!

As soon as I talked about food, I forgot about the real thing.

The old man predicted the invasion of aliens long ago, and this time it really came, so I must let people all over the world know that I am the God of Prophecy. I have to write a good speech and write some what's good?

Let me think about it carefully. After all, we have also been writers.

Dear fellow earthlings…

No, no, I am a god. I cannot be a fellow villager with the people on earth. If I want to say that, I am a fellow villager with the people on earth in the previous life.

What should I call them?

It's not very polite to call them doglegs. Besides, I only recognize these doglegs in Taoyuan Town. Those people outside... wild dogs?

Dear wild dogs...

This is quite funny, but they will probably call me an evil god after hearing this.

Stupid earthlings!

These words are very domineering, but where do they come from? I seem to have seen it in some novel. Is it infringement?

But it doesn’t matter. When someone comes to the door, I will definitely convince him that I am the starting site.

Stupid earth people! Your great god of prophecy, known simply as the Great God, long ago...

Asuo, how many years ago did I make the prophecy?

Dogs have a bad memory, and the timeline of events is often confusing...

Then I will write it in the spring form: Many years ago, I foresaw the invasion of terrible aliens. All life on the earth was devastated, people were separated from their wives, and even became slaves and were sold to all parts of the universe, and even more so, they became pigs. generally……

Am I writing too badly? Will anyone believe it?

But not writing like this can’t bring out my greatness.

Keep going!

However, all this is because of me, the great God of Prophecy... Peach God...

Should I use my real name?

Wei Dalong...is this really my name? This should be the nickname Xu Xiuhui calls me in private, right? My real name is definitely not this. I think...maybe it's called Wei Dashen! Great God! What a shame? This is consistent with my identity.

Just...what did I say just now?

Damn it...

Let’s do it again, this time I write it on paper, this hell coin is good! It's like something the host of the spring party holds, and I have it too.

Dear stupid people on earth, the great god of prophecy, the Great God, predicted the invasion of aliens many years ago... causing..., but I am compassionate and regard everyone as my lackeys (cross out) My dearest people, I can’t bear to have you all (the idiom is missing, ask Linlin to make up for it)... Therefore, the great me has made arrangements early to give everyone a way to improve their quality, and a group of people have emerged... People who are looking for Linlin, it’s time to show your courage and face the outsiders... (Damn Idiom Dictionary! Look for Linlin!), okay, I’m done, please kneel down and thank me. (After everyone sings the praises, show modesty appropriately. Remember to smile reservedly without showing your teeth.)

It was a holiday, and I thought I would have more time to write, but I didn’t expect that I would be busier, noisier, and have a few more children...

It seems that I can only try my best to keep updating during the Spring Festival. If it can calm down, I will update more.