MTL - Am I God-v2 Chapter 1102 that man
The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? Zhao Yao returned to the dimensional stomach, and saw the two long-haired cats fainting on the ground, the explosion and the disaster, The super cat that has been surrounded by a large circle.
Matcha is pressing one foot on Bao Yan's face: "Hurry up and shoot, this is the alien cat I just won."
"Are there alien cats again?" Brittle looked at the explosion and disaster curiously: "Do these two look good?"
The thick noodles squeezed out of the group of cats, excitedly twitching his tail, sticking out his tongue and shouting: "Don't pretend to matcha, you must not have caught it, do you want to bet? If you win this alien cat Yes, I live to eat shit!"
The fish **** squeezed in from under him, and when he heard the words, he said angrily: "Rough noodles! Why are you cheating food and drinking in the dimensional stomach again, I'm going to tell Xiaoyu to go!"
The thick noodles pressed down on the fish ball with a squeak, and the pressed fish ball struggled frantically, but couldn't get out of it.
Zhao Yao glanced at the cats and said, "Be careful, these two are the top powerhouses among alien cats, and this one..." Zhao Yao opened his mouth and spit out the virus Marshal.
I saw a small black ball revolving around Zhao Yao.
"This one is also, don't touch it. Once the poison gas inside comes out, it is estimated that the whole earth will be finished."
Seeing the expressions of admiration and fear on the faces of the cats, Zhao Yao didn't feel it at all.
"Hey, I won such a powerful alien cat, and no one on earth knows about it, so what's the point?"
When he thought that no one knew that he had done such a big thing, Zhao Yao felt a little uncomfortable.
Zhao Yao touched his chin and said slowly, "You're awesome and don't pretend to be forceful. It's like walking in brocade clothes at night, and you feel uncomfortable all over."
The next moment, BOOK dropped another task.
Side quests: low-key
Mission Objective: As a low-key powerhouse, you discovered the threat of alien cats. In order to protect the earth, you decided to reveal the existence of alien cats to the earth. Remember, keep your head down.
Mission reward: The more people who reveal, the more experience points you get, the minimum is 5000, the maximum is 50000.
Failure penalty: none
Looking at the mission, Zhao Yao laughed: "As expected, it's my BOOK, you're right, I can't ignore the safety of the earth just because I like to keep a low profile. Well... I think about how to tell everyone about this. "
"correct!"
Zhao Yao had a plan in his heart, so he planned to do it, but he still connected the disaster and the explosion to the game first, and suppressed their consciousness in the sealed world.
Then he looked at the black ball on the side, it was the virus marshal who was temporarily sealed by him.
"Hey, can you change back to the prototype?"
The poisonous mist remained motionless and did not react at all, obviously not cooperating with Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao had an idea and had a new idea.
He simply did not force the opponent to become a prototype, but just controlled the black ball to turn around his head.
"Well, that's not bad. It's fashionable and can be used as a weapon. Then you can follow me for the time being."
Then Zhao Yao opened the space door, walked in, and then walked to the space door opened on the military planet of Long Maozong.
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On the other side, in the space station of the mechanical marshal, he looked at the last picture of the mechanical worm, and was silent for a long time.
"The disaster, the explosion, and the virus have all disappeared. Judging from the appearance, it should be done by him, using his spatial ability."
"Now that I think about it, this guy was only passively beaten in the first battle with us, and he didn't use his ability to fight back at all. Only in terms of defense is so powerful, maybe his real strength is even more terrifying."
"The situation has been reported to the President, I hope there can come up with a solution..."
Just when the mechanical marshal was thinking about this, he suddenly became conscious and looked at a message with slight doubts: "A Star Destroyer disappeared during the battle? All the crew members on it have lost contact, let me try to track it?"
He tried to contact the Star Destroyer, but found that the other party had completely disconnected the quantum network, the quantum secret box was also closed, and there was no feedback from the hidden warp beacon, so even he couldn't catch up. .
If it was a battleship he built and controlled himself, it could be recovered.
However, with so many warships and machines, and the ability of the mechanical marshal is so sensitive, how could it be possible for him to master all the warships. Now that the other party is disconnected, and the two backup tracking signals have no feedback, the universe is so big that even the mechanical marshal cannot track it.
"I can't catch up, probably the guy from the short hair sect did it."
The mechanical marshal shook his head and replied directly to the other party. He did not take the disappearance of a Star Destroyer to heart. After all, the destruction and disappearance of battleships in the three major wars were normal things, which happened almost every day. What he cares most about now is the loss of the three marshals and the impact of that cat slave.
On the other side of the earth, the high-level leaders of hundreds of countries gathered together to participate in an unprecedented prosperity of earth aviation.
Just today, with the close cooperation of several major powers, mankind is about to usher in a new page in history.
Gathering the most powerful and advanced aerospace forces on the earth, the Earth and Space Administration was officially established.
The first manned spacecraft targeting Mars is about to officially start construction and is expected to launch in a year, opening a new chapter in human exploration of aliens.
Countless media, countless people, billionaires, scientists, stars... all focused their attention here. This is an unprecedented cooperation in human history, and it is also a revolutionary step in human history. For the first time, great powers have come together for the same goal. .
In the lounge of the leaders at the scene, many leaders are resting, chatting and working individually.
Pu Zai was sitting on the sofa alone, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at his mobile phone ~www.novelbuddy.com~ and typing hard.
A Russian with a handsome face walked into the lounge and sat beside Puzi with a tired face.
Puzai looked up at him, then continued to type with his head down, and said in his mouth, "Brother Jing, are you here? The reporter interview is over?"
Brother Jing nodded and said, "It's over, I hope everything goes well, alas... Hurry up and start the alien landing, it's getting harder and harder to stay on this earth. Are you tweeting?"
Pu Zai was angry when he mentioned this: "Twitter? I've been banned for a long time, just because I scolded the person who couldn't name my name, me! A president! I've been banned! Can you imagine?"
Brother Jing nodded understandingly: "You are so courageous that you dare to scold that man."
"What can I do? With so many billions of loans, it's all my fault now, and there is no money in so many places. Do you know how much my approval rating has dropped? You can't even scold people on Twitter. What's the point of being president?"
Along with Puzai's complaint, other leaders all agreed with it, and they all told the man's atrocities.
"Well, I even gave the crown as a pawn. God knows when he will be able to pay back the money."
"You still expect him to pay back the money? I just hope he doesn't borrow any more money. Do you know what he spends his money on? Please play games all over the world!"
"The developed countries don't have any surplus food. He also asked us to play games and go to the countryside, and he also asked people over 70 to play Sealed World. How could he do this?"
"That's better than ours? He flew over with an aircraft carrier that day, and asked me whether to invest in Maole Street. What can I do? Now our external explanation is that the development of the aircraft carrier was successful."
"Damn it, it turned out that the man moved there? I really thought you guys built an air carrier."