Chapter 509: King, We Encountered a [Ghost]

"Can the Dream Network...be successful?"

"I don't know. All we have to do now is wait."

Megmit, the Duke of Lanpeng Civilization hiding in the Green Mountain, has always been in a state of great fear of genocide.

The dark clouds in my heart were getting thicker and thicker, and my whole body seemed to be frozen.

Even if they still have nearly five thousand elites surviving, so what?

That is the mass extinction of civilization!

If all 8 million people in the city died, they would be so desperate that they would commit suicide immediately and just want to leave with them...

As for the battle between Lu Yuan and the [ghost], through the satellite, only a blurry mosaic could be seen...

The combat effectiveness of both sides exceeded their imagination. It was common to exceed the speed of sound. The red light attack of [Ghost] was like a nuclear bomb.

That is idealistic war!

Megmit's numb soul seemed to have left his body as Lu Yuan teleported through space again and again.

I can't read it and I can't understand it.

Until the end, when Lu Yuan brought their prince back, these Lan Peng talents breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt himself recovering from his drowning state.

There is hope!

Cheers came from the human investigation room next door.

"The Commander-in-Chief is here! Prince Lan Peng has been rescued!"

Megmeet relaxed a little and took a fierce sip of water.

"This world is too scary." Megmit said to the rat-man craftsman, "Isn't materialistic technology useless at all?"

The rat craftsmen are too lazy to hibernate now. They are just trembling with fear, and they don't even have the courage to look at the screen.

Damn it, they just came here to try their luck and meet a [Ghost]!

The most terrifying thing is that this prairie is the territory of [the monster], and there is no way to escape...

What made them feel even more weird was that the Greedy Demon God Puppet was so fierce that it even dismembered the [ghost] for half an hour.

Which one of these is the [ghost]?

In their thinking, those who can dismember [ghosts] are those top civilizations.

This performance of combat power has somewhat subverted the perception.

It took a long time before someone explained.

"Materialism is not useless, but the technology is not high enough and the power is not powerful enough." Shuang Gongye pretended to understand well and looked at the Lanpeng people, "You have increased the power of the hydrogen bomb to 100 million tons. Maybe we can just dismember the [ghost] and then seal it."

"Your hydrogen bomb is not powerful enough. It is only one million tons."

He looked like he was shaking his head: "But it's useless to blow it to pieces. The [ghost] will be resurrected soon."

"If you use a container cover to contain the fragments, will it be considered a seal?" Magmit asked.

Shu Gongye snorted coldly: "It can't be that simple. All the fragments must be collected! Because if you don't revive it, components such as blood will have an 'immortal' effect, causing a large-scale ecological disaster. It’s going to be more trouble.”

"So the best way is to collect the body parts completely and seal them carefully."

"But sealing them is a hundred times more difficult than blowing them up!"

Megmeet blinked his lips in a sarcastic manner, and they could not deny Shu Gongye's comments.

A million-ton hydrogen bomb... can destroy a city, but it's not powerful enough?

He lay slumped on the chair and looked out the window.

An inexplicable thought came to my mind: "It seems that... it's not impossible to join a more powerful human being."

"Lan Peng civilization must be passed on. We still have five thousand people... I don't know if the genetic diversity is enough..."

"It's broken. The combination of male and female is not very good. There are too many males and too few females."

Even the Duke's wife is still hibernating!

It smacked the bird's beak, feeling a little annoyed.

At this time, Shuang Gongye thought of something, took out a mirror from his arms, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I have something important to report here!"

His mirror, with its extraordinary appearance and sparkling light, immediately attracted the attention of the bird people.

Shu Gongye was actually deliberately showing off. As a distinguished guest, Shu Gongye always received good treatment in Green City.

Star craftsmen, if they create a little wealth, they are S-level talents! Human beings sometimes ask them to build equipment or something.

But now that there are a large group of VIPs, it’s hard to say what the future will be like.

More than three thousand divine skills! There are definitely a lot of general abilities such as craftsmanship and glyph reading.

The knowledge of a quasi-interstellar civilization is really concentrated in the hands of a few people!

As long as these people cooperate, they will definitely be guests.

Therefore, Shu Gongye must strive for some benefits for himself: Did you see that I have a backing? Those of you who come later, don’t take the Rat People’s position!

After a while, the Rat King Shu Huangfeng came online.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and cursed wildly in the mirror: "What time is it for you?"

"Twelve fifteen in the morning."

"What nonsense, is it as important as me controlling the female rat? As I said, we have found a closely related race! They are giving birth to babies!"

"You are not so lucky. Who asked you to betray civilization!"

His big hat covered it directly.

"Your Majesty, we have encountered a [ghost] and are fighting."

Shu Huangfeng shuddered and the mirror in his hand almost slipped to the ground.

The shrewd and capable king said stealthily: "Then you are going to die."

"Hurry up and teleport all your wealth here before you die, as a last contribution to civilization. Come on, I'll pay for the teleportation."

Shu Gongye's beard trembled, revealing a contemptuous expression: "King, that Lu Yuan actually fought a lot with the [ghost] and escaped back."

"Although he used a treasure given to him by the ancient insect, the puppet of the greedy demon god is really powerful. We have enough reason to suspect that it is his other body... well, you know."

The air fell into silence.

The Rat King·Rat Huangfeng said tremblingly: "There is that so early in this era... It seems that our vision is good. This guy has a chance."

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"My king, it's getting late. This may be a short-lived era."

"The ghosts have all come out. It's completely different from the situation in the eighth era. It may really be the middle of the era."

The master craftsman urged: "My king, have you collected the spiritual charm to survive the disaster of the era? You won't be driving the female mice all the time, right?"

"Maybe in another thousand years, the mass extinction will begin."

Rat Huangfeng showed a trace of embarrassment. You said that, it makes it difficult for me to do it.

In public, can't you give me some face?

Rat Huangfeng immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing, pretending to be repentant.

"Such a major event has happened, I can no longer indulge in the land of tenderness!"

He snorted and said, "We will set off tomorrow and will not stay here. Don't worry, I am an ancient man, how can I covet beauty?"

Shu Gongye: "Moreover, he seems to have that ability... the ability of the seal resin he exchanged for us. I was wondering where he got this seal resin from, it turned out to be his own flesh."

The Rat King was stunned for a moment, and whispered, "Every civilization has secrets, just pretend you didn't see it. Wait, he took it out and used it? That's troublesome... You go and talk to him, let him hide from the limelight, don't take it out easily again."

He stretched out a finger: "The eyes in the sky are watching!"

"King, this is another race."

Shu Gongye shook the mirror proudly, letting Magmet and Rat Huangfeng on the side chat for a few words.

The two sides even made some small transactions and exchanged some knowledge.

The Lanpeng people came to surrender in a mighty way, and naturally brought some assets.

As a quasi-interstellar civilization, the idealistic wealth actually has a lot, after all, they have been wandering for many years.

As for the rat craftsmen, they also have some wealth, and they are widely popularizing the knowledge of the Eighth Era, which is equivalent to NPCs. When they meet a civilization with potential, they will hug their thighs and rub their luck.

"So humans are a very powerful civilization?" Duke Magmite, the bird feathers on his face trembled, "Oh, I'm not saying they are not powerful, they have mirage space and poppy trees, and their foundation is much stronger than my Lanpeng civilization."

"But... it's stronger than I imagined?"

Rat Huangfeng said: "Hehe, we have encountered many civilizations in all these years. Counting those hiding in the safe zone, there are at least 10!"

"There are many civilizations that are lame, and your Lanpeng civilization is also quite potential, in the top 1%, or even 1/1000 civilizations."

These people of the Lanpeng civilization were praised, and they all had mixed feelings.

Even if they have potential, it seems... dead.

"You may have underestimated the difficulty of escaping from the hands of the [ghost]. Once you get close to that thing, you will know how terrifying it is. You don't even have the courage to move, let alone fight against it."

"People who can fight those things are..."

"Alas, it's true... Even if there is a screen between us, we can still feel the murderous aura." The bird people sighed.

The Rat King said: "On the surface, humans are a third-level civilization, but their great commander is blessed with great fortune and many secrets... Alas, if you all surrender, stay well and work hard, maybe there will be a day of rise in the future... What mother civilization, there is nothing you can do even if it dies."

"Our people... are not dead yet!" Magmite stretched his neck and said viciously.

"We are dead too, alas, I understand!" The rats gloated over the misfortune, looking a little mean.

Suddenly, the light on the ceiling flashed twice, and the temperature dropped several degrees for no reason.

A rat craftsman shouted: "My Lord! The [ghost] seems to have run to our city!"

"Well... okay... I'll hang up first, and we'll talk later." Rat Huangfeng said hurriedly, "Hold on! Don't die."

The image in the mirror disappeared.

It's not that he is afraid of death, but that the [ghost] is extremely sensitive to superpowers and will attack based on their abilities!

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