moving city, ark

This is really...

The speaker couldn't help but sighed.

"In this case, if you have nothing else to do, I'll contact the International Conference first."

The assistant holding the file spoke wisely.

"It's almost time for me to leave, too."

The old professor on the side hurriedly followed.

"..."

"Then I won't send you off."

"no, I'm fine."

Do you look scary yourself?

Looking at the figures of the two people who quickly disappeared at the door, the speaker could not help showing a dumbfounding expression on his face.

ps: Calvin in the morning... working overtime at night...

第 749

Chapter 460 The Glory of the Empire!

A spacious and solemn room.

The people sitting upright were divided into two rows and sat around the long conference table, and at the front was a burly man in military uniform.

General Raleigh Barsaromo.

"Enoch, let me tell you how the Pilot Transformation Project you're researching is going on?"

Barsaromu's deep voice sounded in the meeting room.

"Here, we have just determined the benchmark and direction of the transformation. It may take some time before it is completed."

A thin male immediately answered nervously.

Somewhat different from other people around him, although the clothes on the man's body are also meticulous, as if every inch has been carefully checked, but the style and style are somewhat different from others.

"I entrust this task to you precisely to get the answer I want to see as soon as possible, instead of asking you to tell me to wait patiently."

The heart-pounding heavy sight slowly shifted over.For Enoch, who was not in a strong figure, it seemed that the burden was too heavy, and even his shoulders trembled slightly.

However, even so, he still had to bite the bullet and continue to answer: "Of course we will do our best to live up to your trust, but according to the information you gave, it may be difficult for ordinary transformation to pose a threat to that huge battleship."

"We need time to analyze him enough to transform the Voyager to the extent we need. For us, this matter now needs to waste a lot of extra time..."

Enoch's words did not come to the end, but Bartholomew was also very clear about the reason why his researchers needed to increase the time for nothing.

The power of the deep sea did not fall into their hands as originally planned, but half of it was given to the deep sea hunter by him.

This was originally just a last-ditch attempt by him, but the result was beyond his expectations.

If they could control the complete authority of the deep sea, the current situation would definitely not be like this.

"We don't have much time to wait, Enoch."

Basalomo's voice sounded slowly again, "The demons have stretched out their minions. We have waited for too long. Thousands of years of savings and hard work are all for this moment!"

Bassaromo's voice gradually became louder: "The civilization of this planet is once again under the prying eyes of aliens, but this time, we have conquered the ancient deep sea, established a powerful war army, and the glory of the empire will surely reappear On this planet!"

"Don't forget the mission we carry! In the second era when the nations have passed away, the voice of the empire will become the only voice on this planet!!"

"The glory of the empire will last forever."

All the people present raised their hands and saluted in unison.Everyone has a pious expression on their faces.

Unlike Kelsey, who survived alone, what Basaromu was with was a complete refuge.

Just as they calculated when they planned this project, they succeeded in deceiving His eyes, and the power of the deep sea sheltered them from the long and terrible natural disasters outside.

What woke up with Bartha Romo was not only the equipment and materials left by the empire, but also hundreds of well-preserved undifferentiated fertilized eggs.

They certainly want to send people directly into the future if they can.But it's a pity that, except for Basaromu, everyone in the rest cabin has lost signs of life.

This result is not unexpected.

The Tinder Project has selected so many people, only a few people have passed the final adaptive transformation in the end.

The dormant cabin is not something that can lie down indefinitely. Maybe their technology has not reached a sufficient standard, but the reality is that the time that ordinary people can stay in the dormant cabin is also limited.

He was the one who survived in the end because of the accident after the first stop of Blood Abyss.

Basalomo's gaze swept across the information displayed on the screen slightly.

In one of the windows, a white-haired woman with a cold expression was displayed.

To be honest, it really surprised him for a while that there were actually people left in that plan.

But even so, that inexplicable Kazdel still made him feel puzzled.

Even the former countries couldn't build that kind of incredible space battleship. Even if someone guides them, can those backward natives still go ahead of the countries?

Just looking at what it looks like on land, anyone would think it's a bad holiday joke.

Or, is it because of another person...

Another man's name flashed through his mind.

"..."

No, it doesn't make any sense to think about it now.

"Everyone, this is our long-awaited battle of glory!"

Barsaromo said loudly.

All the residents here, and even in the cities outside, are reproduced from the embryos he brought, and they are also the true continuation of the empire.

In the process of Agor's development, in order to speed up the development and have sufficient manpower, they did collect some population from land.

Therefore, without the knowledge of many Agor people, there are actually two very different classes among them.

This difference is usually reflected in the distinction between cities, but when needed, they can sacrifice certain cities without any hesitation, just like they did to create deep-sea hunters before.

Those who are not the children of the empire.

"This battle will never allow failure!"

The threat of demons is imminent.

cooperate?Such a thing has never appeared in the scope of their consideration.

If it wasn't for the conquest of the deep sea, how could the vast land be left to those ignorant natives.

If they had not kept the deep sea from the land, how could the ignorant people enjoy the easy peace.

All of this is just what they have kept in the hands of the natives for the time being.

As for the half of his harvest that was stolen

Barsaromo raised his hand and called up a map on the screen.

"Christopher."

"Yes, General!"

"We are preparing for the final stage of our war legion. I don't want to hear the news of waiting patiently from everyone next time."

"Yes!"

Turning directly to the next topic, Bartha Romo drew a long mark on the map at hand.

Since he lost in the field of gods, let's compete with all the power in the hands of the two sides.

When it comes to fighting, he is very familiar with it.

Bartha Romo grinned.

Don't forget, Kazdel is by the sea.

第 750

Chapter 460 Who Is The God?

Central Tower, Luo Yi Studio.

"laugh--"

The sound of automatic doors opening and closing.

"Yo, what are you doing?"

Nian's casual greeting as always, and the aroma of fried products floated over together.

"As you can see, it works."

Luo Yi, who was sitting in front of the screen, turned his head and took a look.

Sizzling tofu.

Gee.

"Do you want a piece~"

With a smile, the other party sent the tofu with the fragrance and heat to his mouth with a bamboo stick.

Bite down unceremoniously, not caring about the extra irrelevant people around him, he continued to focus on typing on the keyboard while chewing the food in his mouth.

The taste is not bad.

"Well, this is what you said you were busy with? Why do you feel like you don't quite understand it?"

While continuing to bite down on the gap that Luo Yi bit out, Nian, who was holding a snack box, stood beside Luo Yi's chair, also looking at the screen in front of him, chanting clearly.

After all, she is considered to be somewhat knowledgeable, but she will be reduced to the point where she can't understand at all...

"The field of meteorology, according to the legend of the Yan Kingdom, should only be understood by people like Feng Bo Yushi?"

Focusing on the screen in front of him, he took a bite of the tofu that he continued to hand over, "As for the rest,"

Well, how the hell do you manage to speak clearly with something in your mouth?

He complained in his heart, but he continued: "Probably involves the planetary energy cycle system and the establishment of related data models. You can probably understand a little about the previous one, and forget about the others."

Although Mr. Nian is not a complete idiot for modern electronic products, he is only limited to ordinary people's water ping.

Don't talk about such a complicated question, even if it is a little deeper, you may have to scratch your head.

but,

"What are you going to do with this kind of thing?"

Nian puffed his cheeks while flicking his tail like a wave.

It can make Luo Yi let go of learning knowledge with her, such a thing has to make people curious.

"Hmm... Change from God of Forging to Master Feng Bo Yu?"

"Wow, then should I arrest you as soon as possible and give you a good education?"

"Heh, whoever educates him can't say for certain."

"Wow, the apprentice who has been taught with great difficulty is actually going to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor in the end?"

"..."

Luo Yi, who had been typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped and looked straight at her.

"what happened?"

Nian asked in confusion.

The latter sighed, and said with a serious expression on his face: