Chapter 932: Supplies Arrive in the Present World

Anti thought for a moment, then said calmly: "If possible, I want to see the vast world of the universe."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao did not try to persuade him.

Whatever Anti wants to do, he has no right to control.

As he spoke, Lu Xiao suddenly remembered something, and he looked at Anti and said: "Are you going to hide yourself later?"

Hearing this, Anti frowned: "Why ask this?"

Lu Xiao shook his head, and then told the two people in front of him what Dante had told him.

After listening to Lu Xiao's description, the two people's reactions were also very different.

Anti frowned, as if thinking about what to do.

On the other hand, the doctor seemed to have expected it and said, "The letter that my dear sent me before said that their eyes are all on hell, and they also suggested that we should focus on hell.

It is normal that such a major event about the ranking of ethnic groups can attract their attention.

But in this case, my dear probably means that we should compete for the qualification of the ranking competition."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao shook his head frantically and said, "With our small population, even if we throw everyone into the battlefield, I guess we can't even make a splash."

The doctor's substitute looked at Anti and said, "What do you think?"

Anti's frown slowly relaxed, and then said lightly, "In fact, it is not impossible to participate in the ranking."

As he said, he looked at Lu Xiao and said, "You just said that there is no limit on the number of participants in the official ethnic ranking competition.

It can be more or less.

It can be 100 million people or one person.

We just need to concentrate all resources on a small group of people and let them participate in the ranking."

Lu Xiao naturally understood this principle.

He had considered this idea before, but he rejected it later.

Because no one knows how many troops those crazy races will invest in the official qualifying competition.

On a battlefield of that scale, let alone a small group of people, even a powerful god like Damon may not be able to make any waves.

A mouthful of saliva from each person can drown him countless times with a real height of nearly a thousand meters.

And according to the qualifying competition rules obtained by Dante, except that the old days cannot go out to fight.

There is no limit on the number of participants.

In other words, when it comes to the qualifying competition, the number of participating gods is difficult to count.

As for the participating star life and gods, it is probably an astronomical number.

This is the fundamental reason why Lu Xiao does not want to participate in the qualifying competition.

Just as Lu Xiao was thinking about it, the doctor suddenly said: "Let's talk about this later.

The qualification for the qualifying competition can be seized first, as for whether to participate or not, we will talk about it at that time."

Hearing this, Lu Xiao hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

After finishing this topic, the doctor looked at Lu Xiao again: "Has anything else happened during this period?"

Lu Xiao nodded, and then told him about the Mother Goddess Elf Clan and the resources he borrowed from Vitiya.

Hearing this, the doctor finally became interested.

Anti on the side was stunned, and then looked at the doctor and said in a strange tone: "When a large amount of resources is needed, someone just happened to deliver resources?

The timing is so good!"

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In the present world.

The warden and the director have already extracted the huge amount of resources from the logistics point.

A total of 7,300 black cubes with a length, width and height of one kilometer each.

If it weren't for the help of the postman, the warden and his team would have been scratching their heads just to receive the goods.

The postman overlapped these space cubes by some unknown means, making it look like there was only one cubic kilometer cube on the surface, making them look like they didn't take up much space.

The warden said with a worried look on his face: "It will probably take many years just to unpack the express delivery!"

The director beside him was writing a formula by hand.

He was going to calculate how many trips would be needed to transport all the air transport vehicles in the world together to transport this batch of materials.

As he was calculating, he tore the calculation paper filled with writing into pieces with an irritated look, and then said to the postman: "Mr. Postman! Can you please dispose of these materials? While this batch of materials has not been unpacked, exchange them all for star sources for us.

Then we can buy anything we need directly from you!"

The postman waved his hand and said: "Yes, but I don't recommend you to do this."

So he asked in confusion: "Why?"

The postman was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "One of my colleagues told me that these materials are specially selected by the Mother Goddess Elves according to the current situation of your group.

When selecting resources, the Mother Goddess Elves' think tank also held a small meeting for this purpose.

So these resources will be more valuable if you use them yourself.

On the contrary, if you take them out for public sale, they may not sell for much.

In addition, if such a sum of materials is exposed, it will definitely be noticed by the Mother Goddess Elves."

He didn't continue talking at this point.

The two people in front of him were both smart people, so it was impossible for them not to understand what he wanted to express.

The warden and the director sighed one after another.

They both naturally understood what the postman meant.

Doing so would probably offend the Mother Goddess Elf clan.

If the supplies were just randomly sent, even if the Mother Goddess Elf clan knew they were being resold, there would most likely not be any reaction.

But here's the problem.

People obviously attach great importance to this material assistance.

The think tank also held a special meeting to study what to give.

If this was resold, not to mention losing money, it would be chilling.

It will be very difficult to interact with their clan in the future.

As a result, even the director's plan will be difficult to implement.

Just when the two were undecided, the warden's personal communication device suddenly rang.

The warden picked up the phone with a puzzled look on his face and said softly: "Hello! Who is this?"

The doctor's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mentor, it's me!"

Before the warden could start to be shocked, the doctor's next words made him speechless in surprise.

After a while, he put down the phone, looked at the director with strange eyes and said, "The doctor is back! He asked us to wait for him to pick up the goods together!"

Hearing this, the director also looked puzzled: "He's back? Back from hell?

Didn't you tell me that the portal you built is not a one-way 'door'?

How could he come back? "

Hearing this, the warden was startled, and then sighed: "Well, you can go to the C02 shelter with me first.

I need to borrow some equipment over there.

For the specific situation, wait until the doctor comes back and let him explain it to you! "