The gods woke up and came to the stars

After running more than ten laps on the gravity playground, no one had the strength to speak anymore.

All of them were panting, relying solely on their will to refuse to admit defeat.

They were training, and Mo You had nothing to do, so he simply sat in the stands and read a book.

Lan Yan was sitting next to her handling federal official business.

Zi Sangyue, who was bored, sighed and looked up at the sky in boredom.

For a race like theirs, which has a long lifespan of unknown age, a large part of their time is spent in idleness.

There is nothing particularly persistent that I want to pursue, and there is no dream that must be realized.

During this boring time, Zi Sangyue felt that one of his subordinates seemed to be in trouble.

She lowered her head and flicked the white star hanging from her waist, using the white star to explore the whereabouts of her subordinate.

The subordinate who caused the trouble was Lan.

Currently on... a third-class inhabited planet of the Interstellar Federation.

As soon as she found out this, Zi Sangyue felt that the white star disappeared.

The moment the tiny power returned to the main body, Zi Sangyue knew everything.

"The main god, Xiangli Lanyan, the source of pollution has mutated."

At the same time, Lan Yan also received a message from Qi Mu.

The content of the message was the same as what Zi Sangyue said, but it was a little more detailed.

The source of pollution has indeed mutated.

In all third-class inhabited planets of the Federation, all track trains passing through pollution sources have disappeared.

Currently, all track trains that need to pass through pollution sources have been suspended.

The trending news on the Federal Star Network are all comments related to this matter.

Lan Yan sent a copy of the report from Qi Mu to Mo You, "The source of pollution has been devoured, except..."

Lan Yan found the only source of pollution that had no problems, "Except for the route you were driving."

"That route is suppressed by my formation and is safe for the time being." Mo You read the report at a glance and took a deep breath. "Communicate with the Imperial Military Academy and let's compete in advance."

They can't stay on the Imperial Prime any longer.

Some things are so urgent that they cannot be delayed.

"it is good."

Zi Sangyue listened to the conversation between Mo You and Lan Yan and stood up first, "Then let me go and take a look first."

Meeting Mo You's gaze, Zi Sangyue came over sticky, put her arms around Mo You's neck, and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

Like a proud cat acting coquettishly.

"Although I don't want to be separated from you, the situation is urgent." Zi Sangyue said with deep reluctance in her tone, "One of my subordinates is in danger."

Even though one of them died, there were still many subordinates for her to choose from.

But now she doesn't want him to die like this.

"Go." Mo You smiled and rubbed her head, "It won't be long before we meet again."

Zi Sang Yue was comforted.

She hugged Mo You for a long time as she was about to leave.

Lan Yan looked at Zi Sang Yue for so long, with undisguised dissatisfaction and coldness in her eyes.

Zi Sangyue glanced at him and showed what could be called a victorious smile.

After hugging him for a while, Zi Sangyue reluctantly let go and turned to leave.

The speed of passing by the aircraft carrier was too slow, so Zi Sangyue abandoned the aircraft carrier and planned to use her divine power to cut through the void directly.

The military cadets downstairs didn't know what happened at this time, and dragged their tired bodies away from the gravity playground.

When the Federation sent the pollution source mutation report to the Empire, it also received a pollution source mutation report from the Empire.

Whether it is the Interstellar Federation or the Interstellar Empire, the same situation occurs on third-class residential planets.It feels extremely tricky.

Forced by this situation, the Imperial Military Academy has scheduled the next two games for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

These two games were played somewhat sloppily.

In a situation where nine federal cadets faced off against one imperial cadet, in order to make the game more interesting, the federal cadets agreed to one thing:

Ensure that this imperial cadet enters the finals.

While they were playing, Mo You used a charcoal pen to write and draw on the paper.

The words she wrote were full of simplicity and were the language of the gods.

Even if the camera captured these contents at this time, few people would be able to understand them.

The military cadets who did not need to compete sat around behind them, unable to understand a word.

Even the things written in the middle circle looked confused.

Qiao Qiuran patted Han Ning's shoulder lightly and asked in a low voice: "Is this the local language of your federation?"

Han Ning, who had only learned the interstellar lingua franca, turned his attention to Qianyi.

Thousands of families have studied various languages ​​and characters for generations, so they should be able to tell which language it belongs to, right?
Qiao Qiuran noticed Han Ning's behavior and looked at Qianyi.

Zhou Quyu also looked over.

Qianyi shook her head silently, and then tentatively guessed, "It should be the language of the gods, right?"

Mo You belongs to the God Clan, and what he is best at must be the God Clan's language.

"The Gods?" Qiao Qiuran repeated. His mind went through the known races, but he didn't think about which race the Gods were.

Most of the military cadets in the Federation also looked confused.

Only a few people nodded with clear expressions, and felt that what Qianyi said made sense.

Zhou Quyu looked around, and then his eyes fell on the astronomical text in Mo You's hand, thoughtfully.

The two-day competition was not so much a competition between federal cadets and imperial cadets as it was an internal competition among federal cadets.

The only Imperial military cadet was caught among them, looking very weak and pitiful.

In the five-to-three game, it's a brawl.

Keep eliminating until only one remains, and decide the ranking.

The five-to-three game was originally going to be many games, but due to an emergency, it was temporarily changed to one game.

In addition to the Imperial Military Academy students, there are also Qianyi, Luo Ze, Lu Shen and Yinli.

At the beginning of the game, Qianyi and Luo Ze united, and Lu Shen and Yinli united, forming a three-legged situation.

No one dared to act rashly and observed the current situation.

The imperial cadet stood in the competition stage, but he looked more like a spectator.

Watching the four of them compete with each other in a tense manner.

Qianyi and Luo Ze are both good at close combat attacks, while Lu Shen and Yinli are both good at long-range attacks.

There are two completely opposite attacking habits. One is trying to close the distance with the opponent, and the other is trying to open the distance to attack.

Zhou Quyu had never watched the previous competition. She looked at the competition stage in confusion, "Lu Shen has a healing power, how did he enter the finals?"

The healing ability is an auxiliary within a auxiliary, and has no attack power at all.

How did he defeat those offensive or support-attack opponents in one-on-one situations?

Mu Yang knew this.

He looked at Zhou Quyu with a complicated expression, "Have you seen the flowerpot he is holding in his hand?"

"I saw it." Zhou Quyu nodded.

She was just wondering why someone would carry a flower pot everywhere they go.

Even if the small tree planted in this flower pot is particularly precious, it shouldn't be held in competition.