Start a Base

Wang Lang was actually relatively leisurely during this period.

Guarding the exit of the divine cage, what do you want?

Even the toilet paper in the station was gone, so I didn't bother to transfer the goods from the rear, so I told them directly that the three-level high-level civilization of the North Cantilever did not hesitate to tear down a few battleships and set up an assembly line capable of producing toilet paper.

Just to satisfy the **** outside, let yourself go out early.

However, Wang Lang didn't take advantage of it, and he didn't do anything at all.

The civilization in the divine cage no longer scolded Li Yunpeng, and counted all the anger on Wang Lang.

After Li Yunpeng arrived, he briefly communicated with Wang Lang.

"How is it? Didn't encounter any problems?"

Wang Lang shook his head, "It's okay, everything is fine."

"Well, it's been hard work. The conditions in this place are a little bit tougher. If you endure it, it's almost time to end." Li Yunpeng comforted.

Wang Lang chuckled, "My lord, it's not hard at all, there is nothing to do here."

"Oh? Is there my favorite melon?" Li Yunpeng asked.

"Yes, you are waiting, I will let people spot seeds!"

Li Yunpeng: "......"

"Go ahead."

He also wanted to see how the current seed was used.

Wang Lang said to the civilization in the cage: "I want to eat melon, get me some."

"Ctm! That **** is here again."

"Eat, eat, kill you tortoise grandson!"

"Grass, waiting for Lao Tzu to go out, you must kill you!"

Although all civilizations have become Zu'an people, things have to be done.

Because they have no choice but to obey.

In order to grow melons, the Yan clan chopped off the legs of many volunteers because they needed silicon.

Mechanical civilization even dismantled the cpu of its subordinates, just to gather rare trace elements.

Everyone can take it apart and take it.

Finally, the collected materials are decomposed into various element particles, and synthesized according to the ratio of the most fertile soil elements of Saturn, and then genetic technology is used to generate seeds, and the power of all three levels of civilization can be assembled out of thin air. The melon that the **** wants to eat.

When Li Yunpeng saw the melon delivered from the inside, he was immediately surprised. The two of them, Wang Lang, were on the edge of the space barrier, eating at the exit of the cage.

All civilizations saw Li Yunpeng feasting, the Yan clan felt their calves chill, and the mechanical civilization felt a twitching heart.

Li Yunpeng's mouth was crunchy and crunchy, as if he was not eating melons, but the calves of the tribe, the heart of mechanical civilization, the limbs and warships of various civilizations...

Li Yunpeng and the two ate them thoroughly, and they were satisfied, and returned to the station with a round belly.

When all the civilizations looked at it, they were so busy. The two grandsons didn't say a word about when to let them out.

Fortunately, Li Yunpeng finally showed up.

So next, the civilizations of the North Cantilever opened the difficult and difficult line of nanny.

Especially the pinnacle civilization, after such a long period of calm, they can be regarded as sober, as long as Li Yunpeng does not break through to the planetary evolutionary, it is impossible for them to be released for a day.

After Li Yunpeng showed up, he didn't go out at the station anymore, and began to concentrate on absorbing dark matter and raising his evolutionary level.

The main job still falls on Wang Lang.

He is going to get something in the sacred cage every other time.

this day--

"Brothers, my country lord is sprinting for the ninth-level peak evolver, and there is still 50 tons of dark matter. I hope you all donate generously..."

The civilizations scolded 50 tons of dark matter and sent it out.

"Wang Lang, when will Li Yunpeng break through to the hegemonic civilization?"

Wang Lang: "Uh...it's hard to say, it mainly depends on the mood..."

"what?"

"Oh oh oh, sorry, I was wrong, it mainly depends on the resources, there is no resource to improve!"

Civilizations: "..."

"Yes, just say what you need, don't delay his evolution, understand?"

Wang Lang was happy, "Go, this is what you said!"

Although everyone is not in a hurry, this is indeed the main problem, and you have to stand up even if you are slaughtered.

"We said it, hurry up!"

......

Then, Wang Lang began to ask for dark matter from all civilizations three times a day, each time requiring dozens of tons.

Everyone is very bitter.

Inside the divine cage, no dark matter was produced anymore, it was used a little less, and it had to support the ancestor outside.

It didn't take long for civilization to finally be able to bear it.

"Is Li Yunpeng stepping out of the horse? If so much dark matter is poured into it, even if he supports it, he will die! He hasn't reached the ninth level of the pinnacle evolutionary yet?"

Wang Lang said unhurriedly: "Who said that our lord of the country is a person? His 30 dogs and 50 wolves consume a lot of dark matter every day."

Civilizations vomit blood together, good guys, the dark matter that we gathered together on a diet, can you use it to feed dogs and wolves?

"It's unreasonable, it's too much! Is Li Yunpeng's trespassing to be called personnel?"

Wang Lang: "My country lord is not short of anything now. I am stuck in my mood. When I am in a good mood, there is the possibility of a breakthrough at any time."

Civilizations: "..."

"Come here, kill me and give Li Yunpeng a helping hand!"

"Come together, put together another 500 tons of dark matter, let him feed the dog! Add fire to happiness!"

Wang Lang: "..."

Pitiful...

......

In order for Li Yunpeng to successfully break through the 9th-level peak evolver, many civilizations are nothing more than enough.

No matter how much dark matter is trapped here, it will be exhausted for a day, and in the end it will be hard to escape.

Only when we go out can we hope.

This account is very clear for every civilization.

That's why it was able to obey so desperately.

Next, Wang Lang fixed alms every day, and all civilizations urged every day.

"What is Li Yunpeng doing? Can he break through to the 9th-level pinnacle evolutionary? Constipation?"

Wang Lang: "My lord of the country is worried about the decrease in the number of empire warships, and I feel depressed."

Civilizations: "We join the battleship to make him relieved."

Wang Lang: "My lord of the country is worried that the imperial industry lacks some rare raw materials..."

Civilizations: "We tear it down and let him stay relaxed."

Wang Lang: "My lord of the country wants to watch interstellar movies..."

Civilizations: "We shoot..."

Wang Lang: "My lord of the country said that you have a large number of people, and you are worried about the safety issues after you are released."

Civilizations: "Then we die?"

Wang Lang: "..."

......

Finally, before the collapse of civilizations, Wang Lang finally brought them good news.

Li Yunpeng, who has broken through to the ninth level of the pinnacle evolutionary, the next step is the planetary star!