The personal sycophant of the villainous empress.

Chapter 347 Stupid Blue Star People

"what is that!"

The dark sky made people involuntarily raise their heads, see the giant thing above, and speak with trembling voices.

"Is it an alien invasion?!"

"Are you kidding!" Someone wanted to refute loudly, but looking at the immortal boat that could not see the end of the river, they could not come up with a reason to refute.

This kind of thing doesn't look like a creation of Blue Star!
"Conspiracy, this must be Lao Deng's conspiracy!"

"Merciful Lord! Did you come with the ark of salvation?"

"Hahahaha, Blue Star is going to be destroyed, the end is coming, everyone will die, everyone will die."

"Alien Taijun, we surrender, I am a good citizen!"

The sounds are noisy and all living beings are in various states of mind.

There are also those who are particularly optimistic and think that well-meaning aliens have come to help Blue Star enter the interstellar age.

The only similarity is that most people raised their phones and started recording videos and taking photos.

Moments one after another, videos one after another.

Only some players who escaped from the real martial world realized something.

"Those seem to be warships from the Zhenwu World copy!"

"Game invasion?" A player's eyes widened, finally showing a look of horror.

"That's right, I've seen the above text in a copy of Zhenwujie!"

"Wow, that's so cool. Does that mean we can become immortals in reality?" A young man wearing hip-hop style excitedly said next to him.

"Immortality, moving stars and changing battles, reversing yin and yang..." He fantasized wantonly.

Immediately, he was poured cold water on by the people next to him.

"Cultivation into immortality, ha."

"Have you forgotten how they treat players who enter the game?" The middle-aged player stretched out his hand and pushed up his glasses tremblingly. Cold sweat broke out on his serious face, and he secretly prayed in his heart.

One of his friends had just captured a few slaves, and before he could exchange them for resources, he was captured and became a mining slave.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to get offline in time, he might not have been able to escape the fate of the mining slave.

"It's over! It's over!"

Some people even sat down on the ground with trembling bodies.

In the game, as players, they can kill everywhere, slaughter wantonly, stand high, and indulge in their desires.

He even dared to provoke and insult those BOSS who destroyed the world.

Because they are higher-dimensional existences, the fourth natural disaster, and immortal players.

but.

When the game really comes to reality, when they are no different from the slaughtered NPCs, all that is left in their hearts is fear.

"What are you afraid of? Even if an immortal descends to earth, don't we humans still have nuclear weapons?"

Some ordinary people who have never entered the game said in confusion.

Although he was also afraid, he still believed in the federation's capabilities.

Times have changed a long time ago. Nowadays, humans are determined to conquer heaven. Even if Tathagata Buddha comes down to earth, he will have to eat two big Ivans for fasting.

What immortal can defeat the power of technology?

The player next to him just looked at him like he was a fool.

Are you kidding, haven’t you seen that ancient warship that’s comparable to the mainland?

Do you think they are the kind of immortals who can be poisoned by pesticides?

Just at this time,

Huge light curtains appeared out of thin air over various places.

In the light curtain, what is reflected is a handsome figure dressed in rich clothes, with a gentle face, and an immortal spirit lingering around him. He floats out of the dust, but he also carries an inviolable majesty, like a god looking down on the world.

There was also a cute dragon-shaped creature lying in his arms. It was turning its belly and enjoying the caress of the man. Many women and even men stared blankly at the man in the light curtain.

"Is that...an immortal?"

Under the gaze of everyone, the 'immortal' turned his eyes to the light curtain.

His smiling eyes seemed to be looking directly at everyone through the light curtain. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved and he said:

"Stupid Blue Star people, you are surrounded by me now."

The clear voice fell and resounded very clearly in everyone's ears.

Those nymphomaniacs finally came to their senses, horrified and confused.

"I declare that from now on, Blue Star will be under my control, and your status will be changed to that of slaves. For your personal safety, please kneel down immediately to show your surrender."

"After half an hour, anyone who doesn't kneel will die!"

Su An always smiled and was very polite when she spoke.

There was an uproar on Blue Star.

The sounds of horror, fear and uneasiness echoed throughout Blue Star.

Federal Building, seventh floor.

In a secret conference room somewhere that could withstand a nuclear bomb-level strike, a group of federal heads sat around a conference table.

In front of him were the contents of the light screen broadcasted by the satellite, as well as pictures of warships scattered over the Blue Star that could cover the sky and the sun.

The conference room was unusually quiet, and only the heavy breathing of the leaders could be heard.

"Fake! Do these damn aliens want to occupy Blue Star?" Someone finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly.

"We must not give in!"

"Blue Star people will never be slaves!"

"Yes, we must fight to the end!"

"Let them taste the power of nuclear bombs and tell them that we humans are not easy to bully!"

In an instant, this top-secret conference room turned into a vegetable market.

Snap, the heavy door opened.

The sound in the conference room suddenly fell silent.

The person who came in was the Secretary of the Federation. He closed the door and walked quickly to Old Baimao, leaned down and whispered: "Your Excellency, it is confirmed that those warships are from the latest copy of the reincarnation game. The monks in it have mythical powers." Such great power."

The leader who was trying to eavesdrop with his ears open widened his eyes when he heard the news.

He became even more emotional, covering his heart, his hands trembling and he quickly took out the Jiuxin Pill from his pocket and took it.

"Mythical character, how can we fight this!"

"Shet, people in Shinhwa can just stay in Shinhwa!"

"We are finished, oh, this must be a punishment from God, Lord, please forgive our sins."

"Wait a minute, with mythical power, wouldn't it also be possible to live forever?" A certain miscellaneous leader suddenly said with dark eyes.

Now let’s call him the old miscellaneous guy.

After the old bastard finished speaking, several leaders who had been clamoring to fight to the end stopped talking.

Everyone was lost in thought, their breathing became heavier as time went by, and many people's faces showed obvious signs of movement.

Immortality, the elusive immortality pursued by countless people in ancient and modern times.

But now it really appeared in front of them.

None of them here is under the age of sixty. Even if they hold huge power, how many more years can they enjoy it?

Upon seeing this, the corner of Lao Zamao's mouth twisted up, he raised his hand and stretched out a finger, and said, "Maybe we can talk to him."

As long as the benefits are sufficient, there is nothing that cannot be discussed.

He regained his composure, took a few breaths, and looked at the leaders around him who wanted to compromise, feeling sad in his heart.

(End of this chapter)