Chapter 2046 Lighting up the Dream in Your Heart (Forty-One)
Chapter 2020 Light up the dream in your heart (Forty-one)
When it comes to disaster relief capabilities, humans are also unique in the universe. After all, there are not many civilizations in the universe with such poor physical fitness, and there are not many civilizations that have to divide a small planet into hundreds of petals. When one side is in trouble, all sides will watch.
The physical fitness of the Spartacus star people is much stronger than that of humans. Regardless of whether the degradation of pain perception is a good thing, they can jump several meters high and persist in corrosive liquids for a few minutes. This makes their escape ability far superior to that of humans who cannot carry anything on their shoulders or hands.
Quill does have experience in this regard, because he has participated in many disaster drills at school and encountered tornadoes when he worked at NASA, so he has seen evacuation.
His orderly organization of disaster relief made Jason feel relieved. He couldn't leave here now, after all, these big guys wanted to destroy the entire galaxy at any time.
But he missed one point. As long as the main members of any civilization are intelligent creatures and have feelings, they will hope that their leaders will stand with them when disasters occur, rather than disappearing alone.
Even if their leaders are incompetent, even if they can only shout slogans or serve as a spiritual banner, it is a great encouragement to those who are deeply trapped in the disaster.
And if he is unwilling to shout slogans or even show up, it goes without saying how much resentment the people will have.
Seeing that the time is almost up, the group of gods on the opposite side are huddled together and shivering, and everyone looks like they have been infected, and the symptoms of the collectors here are getting worse and worse, and they will soon be dying. Schiller finally stood up.
"I wonder if you have heard of the Doujie?"
Everyone's eyes were attracted to him. Except for a few people who knew the plan, the demons were basically at a loss, but the inspector of the God Group said tentatively.
"Are you talking about the special universe that stands outside the world?"
The gods have never left the single universe, but after all, the mobility of the five gods in their universe is relatively large. Eternity and Death are always on business trips, Annihilation always disappears, and Adam is also mysterious, so the gods have heard some rumors during their interactions.
Most of these rumors are about the big world and their own universe, and the most popular topic in the big world now is that there is a special universe outside the world that is selecting souls to participate in the competition.
It can be said that each of the five gods is spreading it internally, and they are also speculating whether their immediate superiors will react to it. After all, pulling the souls of life in the universe out is a more sensitive move. Before the boss expresses his opinion, they dare not say yes or no, and can only talk privately.
"Yes, I have some understanding of the fighting world..."
When Schiller just said this, the Iron Demon next to him rolled his eyes, and Mephisto, who had watched Schiller paint a pie for Owen, rolled his eyes even more.
What do you mean you have some understanding? Do you mean the kind of understanding that you know everyone from the planners to the organizers to the participants?
But they all tacitly kept silent. It was obvious that Schiller was going to paint a rosy picture for another group of creatures.
"That is a special universe that lies between the two worlds. It appeared to strengthen the communication between the worlds."
Schiller's opening remarks made the Celestials mistakenly believe that this was actually an action tacitly approved by the gods of this universe, and then they heard Schiller say again.
"The contestants heading to this universe include not only those from our universe, but also those from other universes in the big world, and even worse, those from other worlds like ours."
"Perhaps in our own universe, there is indeed no one who can save you who are infected with the plague, but we can learn from others. Maybe people from other universes or other worlds in our world have a way?"
"And..." Schiller dragged out a long tone, looking at the gods standing together and said, "You have already had contact with your compatriots infected with the plague, and no one knows whether you have that kind of worm in your body now."
"Let's not talk about what impact your collective death will have on the universe. At least your reaction before death is a catastrophe for the life of a planet."
After saying that, they looked at the collector who was vomiting and twitching constantly. Now Odin and his son were holding this giant, otherwise he would have fallen and smashed into the Spartacus star.
The Celestials seemed a little hesitant, and the inspector stepped forward and said, "Although we want to go to another place to find a glimmer of hope, will the master of that universe really agree to let us go in?"
"I can try to persuade the master of that universe, but I'm not sure whether a powerful life like you will have any impact on the contestants after entering, or whether a separate area will be set aside for you to recuperate. I'm afraid all this needs to be discussed separately."
The inspector had no other choice. After all, they thought that only the analyst was infected with the bugs, and they could lock him up and kill the other bugs, but now it seems that this universe is simply not suitable for staying.
I don't know how much ore the Spartacus aliens stole from the earth, how many bugs were stuck on the ore, and I don't know whether the cave on the earth has been opened now, and whether the bugs have already spread all over the galaxy.
I still don't know whether the analysts trapped in the Death Star will be silent like the original gods who died on the earth, and whether they are also infected with the plague because of the collectors and will fall ill in the next second.
Too many unknowns bring greater panic. The gods are obviously not the kind of rule-based life without emotions. Even if they have no emotions, any living creature has the desire to survive. At the critical moment of life and death, they have only one choice.
"Let us meet the master of the universe." The inspector stepped forward and said, "We are willing to negotiate with him as long as he allows us to choose the existence that can help us from the alien life."
"Negotiations can be discussed, but you should be able to imagine that people who can build a universe between two worlds and obtain the consent of both parties will probably not be easily moved by ordinary conditions." Schiller said helplessly.
And those who understand the cause and effect began to roll their eyes again.
How to say it, Schiller's whole plan can no longer be called fishing. It is like after connecting high voltage electricity to the fish pond, telling the fish floating on the water that they should go to the butcher at the fish stall to seek treatment.
Several groups of gods looked at each other and whispered to each other. The judge said, "If this is the case, I think we can't provide resources that can impress him, so this journey is meaningless."
"Maybe you should change your mind." Schiller continued, "The other party must have a purpose for hosting this event, but there is no doubt that they, like the organizers of all events, hope that their events will be a great success."
"If you can provide any help for this event, maybe the other party will not care about treating or recuperating you, what do you think?"
Very good, now it is suggested that the fish lie down on the fish stall to sell themselves.
Several gods looked at each other again and felt a little moved. They thought that since they were the top powerful lives in this universe, they might also be ranked among the top in other universes.
Advanced life levels and strong physical strength are a kind of resource in themselves. To put it bluntly, the second generation of rich people depends on luck, engineers depend on hard work, and security guards just need to be healthy, right?
Seeing a glimmer of hope, the God Group immediately said: "Please help us contact the owner of the universe. I think we should be able to help him, and I hope he can help us too."
The other onlookers sighed in unison. This plan is still not a simple one. A chef is cooking with all his strength, but the fish in the pot still can't make any waves before it is cooked. The dish is not made for you, so why are you still looking at it eagerly? Just disperse.
Before leaving, Mephisto complained to Schiller: "It's been a long time since we received a decent membership gift. Can you please give us some more?"
"The latter ones are fine, but the first one who got sick probably can't be saved." Schiller looked around and lowered his voice and said: "You went to pick it up quietly, and no one stopped you. Can the parasite make you sick?"
Mephisto laughed immediately. He rubbed his hands and said: "I haven't eaten the god yet, but I thought you had other plans for him. Don't you humans want it?"
"There is one on Earth, and we are going to dig it up. By the way, when are you going to go to the Doujie to take a look?"
"Can I go in?" Mephisto's eyes lit up.
"You have to wait. When we perfect the official version of the rules, we will send you an invitation letter... Stephen, Stephen, don't leave yet, wait for me! Take me to the headquarters of the Galactic Council. There are a few friends waiting for us there."
After that, Schiller caught up with Strange, and the two of them opened the portal and left together.
They were heading to the headquarters of the Galactic Senate, located in the center of the Milky Way, not far from Sagittarius, on a giant planet a little east of the black hole.
There were also ships coming and going here, and it was quite prosperous, but it was far inferior to the Ring Star Zone and the Great Portal Zone of the Shi'ar Empire. Obviously, many of the spaceships here were fueled by chemical fuels, which looked quite retro, retro for the three empires.
The Galactic Senate did have regulations on portals, but it was obvious that the Sorcerer Supreme or the entire Kamar-Taj was the kind of person they could not stop. Strange opened a portal to the top of the Galactic Senate headquarters, and the two landed directly above the Senate Hall.
Looking down, there was only a chaotic battle.
Obviously, the combination of Rey, Finn and Solo could not be peaceful wherever they went. An interstellar scavenger, a member of the resistance, and a ranger, none of them looked like they would talk well.
The portal that sent them here was also opened above the hall, so they couldn't see the original appearance of the entire building, but when they thought that the army of clones might be waiting to invade in a secret corner of the universe, they couldn't wait to rush in and question the Prime Minister.
The universe setting of Star Wars is also mostly humanoid creatures, with a difference in the number of fingers at most, while the majority of the Galactic Council in Marvel are humanoid creatures, with a difference in skin color at most.
Most of the cosmic management organizations that appear in this type of work have similar architectural styles. In simple terms, they are the U.S. Capitol with technological elements. They are all surrounded by a round hall with a group of people, senators sleeping and senators fighting.
So when they entered, they didn't notice anything wrong. They drove straight in and found the Prime Minister's office by feeling.
But Solo thought that this infiltration might be more dangerous. He asked Rey, who had already felt the Force, to try to explore and control the principles herself.
As expected, Rey's Force went out of control during the infiltration process, and these strangers who were sent here specially, as planned, turned the Galactic Parliament upside down like a shit-stirring stick.