There was one who gave money first, and the others gave money one after another. It seemed that they had agreed that each person would give five hundred yuan.

Narasha smiled and kept receiving it in her hands.

If it were someone from other low-level civilizations, if you saw that high-level civilizations like to listen to the news they knew, you would be very happy to give it to you for free. If others give it money, they would look down on him.

No Narasha, nor is it Gongsun Murong, it is called sacrificing face and suffering. News is helpful to others, so it is naturally valuable, and it is no different from selling water in the desert.

What's more, the two of them have no money now. The currency of the Yuan Kingdom of Level 8 civilization is available, but in the level 9 civilization, they have to exchange it for you.

Fenheng's people have never bullied them just because they were from low-level civilizations, because Gongsun and Murong never showed a servile appearance. They have always been tough, even in the face of civilized wars, they still strive to maintain their due dignity.

If such people are forced into a hurry, they will take other measures, such as finding a backer in the future and then killing the bully people. They would rather pay a greater price than get this back.

According to Gongsun Murong's ancient summary, this is called the emperor's anger, corpses are buried in millions, and blood flows; a man's anger, blood splashes for five steps, and the world is covered with mourning.

Consciousness means that the emperor is powerful, and many people will die when they are angry. The blood sheds can even float the iron pestle, but the other party is dissatisfied and said that I don’t have that great ability, and I can only kill you in anger. If you die, I will die. Everyone in the world will give you mourning.

It comes from allusions, the original text is slightly different, and it is expressed in rhyme.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha feel this way to people of the ninth-level civilization. Moreover, the personal strength of the two is strong enough, stronger than everyone on the warship. If they weren't for their hometown, how could they follow them?

It was considered that Narasha and Gongsun Murong's personal charm was recognized, so everyone made an appointment when they gave money. Once they had free time, they would go to their house to have a party.

Narasha was jealous of money, took a piece of money and looked at it, as if she was verifying the authenticity. The problem was that she didn't know other people's money at all, and she was purely a habitual move.

*******

On the other side, the two babies had not yet waited for the brother and sister-in-law to come across the lawn to tell the adults who had just released the news that they had discovered something that their soul resonated with each other.

"Dad, mom, brother and sister-in-law have money to spend." The two babies said together.

"What money?" Murong Qingwan turned around and looked at her son and daughter.

"Money. That's it, no, that's it." Xiao Qi took out a few coins from the soul space, shook his head, replaced the banknotes of Yuanguo, pulled the sides of his hands, and looked at the window.

Murong Qingwan blinked and asked in surprise: "Baby means that my brother and sister-in-law have made money."

"Well." The baby nodded.

"Where are they?" Murong Qingwan really couldn't think of it. His son and daughter-in-law were treated as coolies to apologize to others. How could they make money? So he asked.

"It's about to get off the boat." The baby replied at the same time.

Murong Lanqian came over, sighed, and said, "I have convinced my cousin and my cousin sister-in-law. They just offended people and had to go over to atone for their sins. I thought they would be abused, and then gritted their teeth and persevered for the Galaxy Civilization. I didn't expect that they could get money from the other party without getting off the warship. Does the bloody plowing Leng have special business training?"

No one answered her. But everyone was surprised and relieved. They were surprised because they couldn't figure out what to do to make money. They were relieved that the other party must have not bullied them, otherwise how could they give money?

Gongsun Dekang had a proud look on his face, but his tone was plain: "It's the point of being clever and improving his strength. Some small money can't be made or not, it's meaningless."

"Haha, brother De Kang, if you say this again, I think you are scolding all of us and calling the trash of our children in our family. I remember when Gongsun Murong was born, we all put high hopes on it. Sure enough, we didn't disappoint. Now, if they don't endure hardship, we will feel less guilty."

Li Jin said to Gongsun Dekang enviously, perhaps thinking of his children in his family again, showing his dissatisfaction.

I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I am afraid of comparing goods. No matter how outstanding the children of each family are, they can only be compared with Gongsun Murong, and they will all become fireflies. Gongsun Murong is the moon.

The two babies could hear that everyone was praising their brother and sister-in-law, thinking that it was because they made money, so they shouted: "Money, money, but money, but money."

*******

The warship finally stopped, and outside a huge planet, a small spaceship came to pick up people, mainly to pick up Xulunmu Agu.

The number of Xulunmu Ages owned by Fenheng Kingdom is not large. After years of breeding, the number has increased. Every few years, it has to be sent out to participate in the grand strategies of other nine-level alliances and the enemy. The number has been maintained at about 3,000.

Originally, there were more than 5,000, but more than 1,600 years ago, the Nine-level Alliance was sent out to participate in the battle when it was facing the danger of losing a large amount of territory, and more than 4,000 were killed in one go.

The most important thing is that the dead are those who recognize the Lord and raise them. Due to their deaths, many key economic construction in the Fenheng Kingdom has ceased.

After raising it for so long, it only recovered to 2,920, only sixty of them recognized the master, and one thousand three hundred and twenty of them could work, and the others were still working hard to raise them.

Otherwise, they would not pay attention to the one that Gongsun Murong encountered. Each one was hope. If Gongsun Murong Zhen beat Xulunmu to death, they would probably launch a genocide attack on the Galaxy civilization.

Now Gongsun Murong has become the master of Xulunmu Agu. The people of Fenheng Kingdom do not care whether Gongsun Murong is a soul-filled body. They only need gentle assistants to come over. Help them in construction and teach gentle assistants how to fight, arm gentle assistants, and when needed, they have to join the war.

As soon as the warship stopped, the energy net was immediately closed. A large group of people flew to the gentle assistant, and kept checking with the instrument to see if they were injured and how they were in their mood. Finally, they determined whether they really recognized the master. If they didn't, Gongsun and Murong could send him back. If they recognized him, they must stay.

The warship did not open the hatch, and everyone inside moved out of space based on their own abilities and flew into space.

The same is true for Gongsun Murong and Narasha.

"Brother Murong, if you want to say that it is powerful, the ninth-level text is clear and powerful. Whether it is the planet on our side or the Galaxy civilization, all the personnel on the warships can't move based on their own space. It seems that they are in a state owned by the whole people."

Narasha herself is amazing, and she is considering the overall quality of the people at this time.

Gongsun Murong was deeply moved and said, "Yes, the ordinary seventh-level civilization cannot do it. When someone really came to the ninth-level civilization, he saw everyone on the street rushing on the road by moving space, occasionally flying out of space and rotating against the planet to reduce the time of travel, and his inner fear was difficult to calm down.

Fortunately, the sorcerers on our planet have been systematically trained, and the Galaxy Civilization is still bloody and many old guys are in charge. Otherwise, when I see the current situation, my first thought is inferiority complex."

"When I sleep a few more sleep, I believe that by then I will definitely have the ability to improve our people one by one, and as a whole. Yes, I firmly believe that I am a person who is step by step toward the altar."

Now, Narasha is no longer sad that she is the one she created. Instead, she is grateful to the mother who created her, which gives her life, allows her to meet her brother Murong, and has seen the colorful world, his own thoughts, and his own goals.

As the two were talking, a group of people flew to them. The clothes on the head of the man were pieced together in various colors, and they looked male. Well, they were a man, but they wore a transparent skirt and nothing was worn inside.

Narasha frowned. She always thought that women dressed like this as a temptation and beauty. Men were called hooligans, but it was also a traditional habit of others, and there was nothing we could do about it.

A group of people who were flying closer looked at Gongsun Murong and Narasha with complicated expressions. Two of them showed arrogant expressions. As a result, when Narasha looked over, she had to calm her eyes.

They were confused in their hearts that they were obviously low-level civilizations, but they dared to fight against the ninth-level civilization, especially the two people in front of them, which seemed very inconsistent. They were in a low-level civilization, but they could not see the low-level from any aspect. They wanted to show the nobleness of the civilization level in front of them, but their personal strength was not as good as theirs.

"I'm called a breeder. Yes, just this title, I'm responsible for the overall management of gentle assistants. The people who came with me were breeder No. 56, breeder No. 97, breeder... There were 60 people in total, because there were 60 gentle assistants who recognized the owner."

The person who came to introduce himself, and then introduced the person behind him to Gongsun Murong Ting one by one.

"Hello, Gongsun Wuming, this is my fiancée, Gongsun Wuming." Gongsun Murong clasped his fists and Narasha bowed.

The keeper looked at Gongsun Murong and said after a few breaths: "To be honest, we don't like your galaxy civilization, but I want to express my due respect to you two."

"As a person of the Galaxy civilization, I will try my best to care for even the existence of primitive society. For individuals, I respect everyone just as I hope others respect me. As a ruler of civilization, my heart is not placed on being proud of the inferiority of low-level civilization and being high, because I know that I am not the strongest, and I may be looking at me, hoping that I will lead my civilization to improve."

Gongsun Murong's answer completely refuted the other party, and in terms of realm he was higher than the other party. When he spoke, he deliberately looked up and looked up. His eyes were pious and persistent.

The other group of people changed their expressions, as if they felt that they had not suppressed the low-level civilization in language and felt uncomfortable.

So the keeper changed the topic and said, "Since you are here, you need to obey my orders. I am responsible for all the gentle assistants who recognize the Lord. I will gradually teach you specific knowledge about breeding."

"Thank you, I will study hard. Where do we live? My fiancée likes to have a home of her own. No matter where she is, if she wants to spend money to buy, we will work hard to make money for it."

Gongsun Murong raised a specific question and looked at Narasha.

Narasha nodded vigorously. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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