My fort has a caliber of three thousand meters

Currently, they do not have their own intelligence network at all.

Moreover, there is no way to build your own intelligence information network.

Chaos forces do have ways to set up their own intelligence information network, but it is only on the planet where they operate, and it will not involve too far. It costs a lot of money to set up an intelligence network. How much money does a chaos force have to do this? Burnt?

And it was even more impossible for Chen Jiang and the others.

They don't need some information from a single planet, they need information from the entire federation. In this case, basically no one can do anything, even if the two gods come, there is nothing they can do.

But it is impossible to establish an intelligence network. There is still a chance to invest a lot of money to obtain some designated intelligence sources.

For example, if he didn't figure out what the source of this attack was, he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

But this incident also taught him a truth.

That means you have to prepare some resurrection props. When the attack is too fast, the little rabbit cannot react. For the sake of the little rabbit, he tells so many hellish jokes every day, but the chain will fall off at the critical moment.

It's all for nothing.

Damn, trash.

His racial talent has been used up.

Then he looked at the card in his hand again, lowered his head and thought deeply without speaking. The power of this attack was undoubtedly the strongest attack he had ever seen, but how should he use this attack to serve him.

Making good use of everything is a proposition that young people in the new era must think about.

He didn't linger on this matter for too long, but headed towards the little bumpkin.

Oh no, to be precise, it is no longer a small dirt bag, but a small brick house.

Scargou renovated this bumpkin last time, making it look extremely eye-catching now.

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Lan Xing's father stood in front of the grave, looking at the three jars in front of him. He was speechless for a moment. After a long silence with no expression on his face, he said quietly: Is it so easy to control the original consciousness of the world outside now?

It wasn't very easy, and I almost lost my life.

Chen Jiang shook his head helplessly: It's a bit dangerous anyway. This time I want to use two jars to exchange for 20 billion one-star props, and then use the other jar to replace all resurrection props.

A planet's original consciousness of the world, all converted into resurrection props?

Lan Xing's father was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes as he murmured: How afraid of death are you? Do you know how much of a planet's original consciousness of the world can be converted into resurrection items?

When a bull-headed horse sees you, he will chop himself in the neck first.

The King of Hell directly tore off the page with your name on the book of life and death and put it in a safe. Anyway, he won't need it in this life.

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The little rabbit medal Chen Jiang wore on his chest suddenly slowly raised the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was very impressed by the joke told by Lan Xing's father.

I feel a little insecure if I don't have more resurrection items with me.

Okay, just wait for me for one day and I'll give it to you one day later.

one day?

Chen Jiang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: Don't you need to give it to me through a global event?

Last time, when he used the original consciousness of the world to exchange one-star props with Blue Star's father, Blue Star's father gave it to him in this way by setting the tens of billions of one-star props as the first prize in a global event.

But now it sounds like there is no need for a global event, just give it to him directly.

No need, the Ten Thousand Races Arena is coming to an end, the constraints are lessened, and our freedom is getting higher and higher.

That

Scar Dog on the side suddenly said: Will the human race win this time in the Ten Thousand Races Arena?

What do you think?

Lan Xing's father said angrily: Originally, when a certain race is exterminated, the world origin consciousness corresponding to that race will be wiped out, but because you directly gave me the world origin consciousness of a planet last time, I have directly Swallow the original consciousness of the world on other planets.

You can understand that the Ten Thousand Races Arena is actually over. It's just that people from other races haven't died yet and they can't get out for the time being.

The outcome of this Ten Thousand Races Arena has been decided a long time ago. Only the human race can win. Now I am basically the only one in the Ten Thousand Races Arena.

So strong.

Scar Dog's mouth slowly grew, and his expression was a little shocked. After a moment, he came to his senses and said, Since Blue Star's father, you are so strong now, why do you still need a day to transform those world origin consciousnesses into props?

You know shit.

Blue Star's father glanced at Scar Dog and said casually: I have to say that the Federation's methods are quite powerful. Every time I make a prop, I will consume a certain amount of world origin consciousness. And one-star props don't matter. What about the prop panel and information? are all randomly generated.”

But three-star rule props and above are different. We need to think about the effect and ability of this prop and related panels ourselves. Do you know how much the original consciousness of a planet's world must be converted into a resurrection prop?

How long do I have to think about it?

I don't know if one day's work is enough. This is a very tiring job.

Okay, if it doesn't matter, I'll leave.

The words fell.

The shadow of the old man in front of him began to slowly drift away until it became nothingness.

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Scargou didn't react for a while, but after a while he murmured: I always feel that Blue Star's father's emotions are becoming more and more real.

Chen Jiang didn't care about this.

Now he is only looking forward to his 20 billion one-star props and the batch of resurrection props.

If there are 50 resurrection props.

With ten people per person, the five of them can basically travel freely through the galaxy federation.

Soon, the day passed.

Blue Star's father appeared in front of them again.

The moment they appeared, a large number of props fell from the sky and landed beside them.

So few?

Chen Jiang looked at the pile of props in front of him and frowned slightly. Last time, a planet's world origin consciousness could be exchanged for tens of billions of one-star props, but now there is only this little.

Less?

Lan Xing's father, who had a cigarette in his mouth, took out a lighter with the Zippo logo from his arms, lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth gracefully, blew out a puff of light blue smoke and said casually: The world of one planet The original consciousness can convert 300,000 resurrection items, which is already very good.

Be content.

etc?!

Scar Dog on the side froze on the spot, as if he didn't understand, his eyes suddenly popped out, and he said hoarsely in shock: You mean these 300,000 props are all resurrection props?

if not?

Oh my god.

Even Li Hao on the side was stunned. He stared at the pile of props like a mountain and couldn't say a word for a while!

He probably thought that he might be able to convert a hundred resurrection items, but he didn't expect to be able to convert a total of 300,000! ! !

What is the concept of three hundred thousand resurrection props!

If a person wears all these resurrection props on his body.

If you die ten times a day, you can live for 82 years.

This may be the reason why the 1982 Lafite is so noble.

This time you can die slowly and casually. It should be endless.

Lan Xing's father stood there very coolly, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said casually again: By the way, because I am the only one with the original consciousness of the world in the Ten Thousand Races Arena, all the props are actually already there at this time. It’s all been washed clean.”

In other words, even if your props are taken out, they can be used by others. There are no restrictions in this regard.

If you want, there's no problem in selling it for money.

This time, Blue Star's father has changed into a middle-aged man's body, wearing a dark blue suit, and a large watch on his hairy arms. He looks very elegant, and he is even more elegant when he speaks. .

Sixteen billion props are also here, ready to be inspected.

Originally it was supposed to be 20 billion, but considering that your space capacity may not be enough, I spent some time on the origin of the world and changed it to something with a larger space volume for you. Okay, see you another day.

After saying that, he disappeared again.

This guy is really good at collecting money.

Chen Jiang looked at the mountains of props in front of him, and murmured with some shock. I have to say that this guy is very efficient in doing things. As long as he takes the money, he will really do things for you. .

And it was done beautifully.

Three hundred thousand resurrection items.

He suddenly felt that he could challenge the Federation head-on, and even those gods were just a piece of cake. I can't die, what should I say?

He picked up a resurrection item and held it in his hand to examine its panel.

Item name: symbol.

Item Level: Three-star item.

Prop Effect: Resurrection.

Introduction to props: abbreviated.

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After picking up several props and inspecting them, Chen Jiang remained expressionless and silent. Can this kind of thing really be used? It only takes a few words to introduce a prop?

No matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like a broken product.

Can you really feel safe using this thing for self-defense?

And not only this prop panel is very simple, but the panels of other resurrection props are also very simple, so simple that it looks like a child's graffiti.

But when I think about it, it’s understandable that Lan Xing’s father said that these three-star rule props require him to fill in the prop panel himself.

What else could he say.

Scar dog!

Understood, Brother Jiang!

Scargou on the side had already rolled up his sleeves excitedly, took out a huge steel column from his arms, held it on his shoulder and said to Brother Jiang: The automatic enhanced perpetual motion machine is in place and can be started at any time!

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The day passed quickly.

And this time the strengthening was finally completed.

At this time, Chen Jiang and others had appeared on Zimeixing again.

Hey, your dad is here, where are you looking?

Scar Dog, who was standing on the pedestrian street, carelessly flicked a still-burning cigarette butt into the face of a sneaky man next to him. He blew a puff of smoke into the man's face and cursed unceremoniously: Put your things down, or I’ll kill you if you don’t believe it.”

Neuropathy.

The man didn't seem to want to cause trouble. After muttering in a low voice, he dropped a wallet in his hand on the ground and immediately turned around and left.

Tsk.

Scargou clicked his tongue casually and picked up the wallet on the ground. There were some IDs, an ID photo and some paper star coins in it. Few people use paper star coins these days. There are about a few thousand star coins. The photo shows a pretty good looking girl.

While Scar Dog was looking at it.

A girl hurriedly walked to Scar Dog and looked at Scar Dog with a grateful face: Thank you so much. If you hadn't appeared, the 30,000 yuan in my wallet for life-saving medicine for my mother would have been stolen. .

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Scar Dog, who was looking through his wallet, immediately fell silent. He turned to look at the little girl next to him expressionlessly, and tapped the wallet on the little girl's face a few times: You leave it here and play an oboe with me. Where is Kaizi?

Do you have thirty thousand fucking paper star coins in your wallet?

ah?!

Unexpectedly, this girl immediately grabbed Scar Dog's arm, looked around excitedly and started shouting: Here comes someone, someone comes here, this person stole my 30,000 star coins, which I gave to me Damn life-saving money!”

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Understood.

Scar Dog nodded calmly, then took out 30,000 paper star coins from his bag and handed it into the girl's hand: Take it.

Then turned and left.

That's not true, is it?

Li Hao looked helplessly at the returning Scar Dog: I asked you to go out and check the situation, why did you make such a fuss?

If it doesn't work, won't it be over if you kill that woman?

no.

Scar Dog was obviously a little confused. He shook his head seriously and said, The threat of death is too small. I must leave a deep impression on this woman.

It's impressive that you did this, but do you think it's necessary?

Of course, just tell me whether you will go with me or not?

.Go, go.

soon.

Just when the girl and another man were in a room, counting the bills in their hands with excitement, celebrating catching another fish today, Scar Dog suddenly appeared in the room.

The moment I saw Scar Dog appear.

The girl immediately recognized the man, her face instantly became alert, and she hid the money in her arms: What are you doing? You are breaking into the house illegally. I'm calling the police.

Scargou didn't speak, just smiled ferociously, and suddenly took out an energy chain saw from his arms and started it immediately. The ferocious chain began to spin rapidly, but it did not rush towards the girl, but slashed at his own thigh!

Stab it!

Almost at the moment of contact, the limb exploded instantly, and the room was filled with minced meat and blood!

The girl who was about to shout just now had her face splattered with blood and pieces of meat!

ah!!!

A deafening scream of terror resounded in the room!

Li Hao, who was sitting on the roof of the building, sensed the scene downstairs and shook his head helplessly. Scargou was indeed abnormal sometimes. Maybe it was because Brother Jiang had enhanced the treadmill to an epic level. Coupled with the fact that there were 300,000 resurrection items, everyone was a little too excited.

It would be nice to just kill this woman.

You have to use a pain-immune prop and then perform in front of this woman, what do you mean?

Body gallery.

Then he looked at the watch in his hand and said nothing. According to the plan, the operation should start in an hour.