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Chapter five hundred and forty-eight the second wave to clear the army

Everyone is still in a dream, and they all feel that they should bring themselves into a world of special rules to explain the strength of the young master in front of them.

The young master is not yet thirty years old this year. Others have been working hard for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, and they cannot even pass the assessment of the mecha master of the three-sec.

What is the strength of the young master in front of him? It is definitely not a bloody puff. I have never heard of any bloody puffer member who slaughtered him with his body when facing a third-level civilized spacecraft.

The word "genius" should not be put on the young master and the young grandma. Fortunately, the young master is back. If something happened to the young master at the beginning, wouldn't it mean that the Galaxy Civilization lacked a super expert?

"Prepare to hold a party. Everyone is considering what kind of program they are going to have. My young grandmother and I are also preparing a program." Gongsun Murong said to the people among the three thousand warships. He was sore all over his body at this moment, but fortunately he shocked everyone and thought he was not strong enough!

"Okay!" Gongsun Bu cheered loudly. He was not only happy for the young master, the Gongsun family, and the Galaxy civilization.

He finally understood that the Smart Butler said that the Young Master and the Young Grandma helped the Galaxy Civilization to upgrade from Level 4 to Level 5 in advance. He also understood that the Smart Butler said that the You can borrow troops from other higher-level civilizations, because the Young Master and the Young Grandma were powerful enough.

Before I wear a mecha, I am so awesome with a soul-filled body. What if I wear a mecha? What if I come over? Yes, what is the strength of the young master?

Gongsun Bu, who cheered, thought of the young master's physical strength and stared at Gongsun Murong blankly.

Others cheered, and then thought about who would show and what kind of show.

Not all the people in the fleet were guards, as well as medical and other logistics personnel. Most of the space on the warship was filled with soil and water. They planted and raised things in the warships and wanted to make a show. There were ready-made props and various talented people.

I was happy for a while before someone realized that the battle was not over yet. Now I have knocked down the enemy's spacecraft and ground wars. I can't destroy the planet. I have built it well and can become a travel transfer station for the Galaxy Civilization in the future. I will charge the fee and give it to the young master.

"Young Master, what should you do about the planet? Why don't we put on the mecha to clean it up?" A staff member looked at the planet and was jealous. He proposed to send ground troops. As for casualties, he always considered that there would be no immortals in the battle. He took the planet for the young master and sacrificed it as the price of not taking good care of the young master over the years.

Narasha saw the meaning of the staff member speaking, and a big water ball fell on the staff member's head. She snorted coldly: "Hmph, what are you doing? Just a few galaxies. Do you want to die? Tell you, your young master and I are very... Oh, I am always rich, I want to build a planet by myself. It is very easy to build a few a day.

Isn’t it just the enemy on the ground? Looking at our new troops, just as soon as they clear the enemy, we will have a party on them. Let them eat with them."

Gongsun Murong added next to him: "The Galaxy Civilization is now fighting without death, and all souls will be filled with it."

"Ah?" The staff members were surprised. Soul filling requires materials. Where can enough materials be obtained for all soul filling?

"Now we raise ourselves and provide the provider of soul filling materials... the universal beast of clams, let them reproduce in a specific environment, not killing them, but just take things from them. Just like the past when taking musk and bear bile, it is less painful and life-threatening." Gongsun Murong did not wait for others to ask, and told him the source of the material.

People in the fleet had a common idea, ‘This is OK?’

However, Gongsun Bu asked a question: "Young master, all souls are filled. What if one day the main body needs to fight, will the soldiers still have the courage to charge to the death?"

"Your young master and I have solved this problem. During normal training, we can let the soldiers enter a special state through hypnosis, making them feel that they are the body. After experiencing it, they will have the courage to die in the future. I used it on the new recruits of the Ruogu Legion before, and the effect is very good."

Narasha's words eliminated everyone's worries. As long as the soldiers dared to die, they would not have to fight with their bodies in normal times. Whoever has no family members can live without death.

As for the pain after the soul fills the body and dies, the soldiers of the Galaxy Civilization are made of iron blood. They don’t care. Even the pain cannot catch up with the level they experienced when assessing the space soldiers. Needless to say, the space soldiers and marine submarine soldiers are not strong. During the assessment, one is self-drunk. They need to drown themselves and drown themselves in the most reasonable way. Such a body can persist for a while to get more time to wait for rescue.

Space Force's assessment levels are more, more difficult and more painful. Devouring a soul to fill the body is like playing.

"Okay, OK, I want you to see another unit of your young master. It's very scary, be mentally prepared." Narasha said to everyone with a smile.

After saying that, she moved to an empty place outside, and a thousand gentle assistants on the other side were ready. With her summoning, through the range of her soul teleportation, a thousand gentle assistants suddenly arrived.

People who thought their heart could withstand any impact were scared again at this moment.

What? Planet? Planet with tentacles?

"First part of it, as long as it's enough. For more than 35,000 others, I will help the ninth-level civilization and the galaxy civilization. The number is small, please forgive me." Narasha said modestly, she did it on purpose.

The people in the warship understood that this young grandma was so bad that she had to stimulate others. There were more than 35,000. They were the young master's army?

Gongsun Bu asked in a trembling voice: "Grandma, where did they get it?"

"It's 'he', not 'it'. A simple difference in title determines whether they are willing to recognize their masters. The Nine-level Alliance suffered a great loss in terms of titles." Gongsun Murong corrected the title problem.

Now all people in the ninth-level civilization call Xulunmu Age "he". They hope that through the change of name, more gentle assistants can recognize their masters. The most intimate form of recognition of their masters, they are afraid that one day Gongsun Wuming will meet their gentle assistants and get all those who do not recognize their masters.

Gongsun Bu quickly corrected: "I understand the young master, 'him', where did you get them?"

"Level 9 Civilization Alliance." Narasha took the conversation: "At first, I met one in the wild. I named Rourou. The Nine Civilization asked us to hand over it. How could your young master and I bear this anger? So I found a way to make Rourou recognize his master. Later, the Nine Civilization was threatened by the Nine Civilization to work for them. Then I met more gentle assistants and got what they had bit by bit. The Nine Civilization Alliance has always regretted it, but there was no way."

"Young Master, you are still strong!" Gongsun Bu stretched out his thumb.

When everyone was talking, the gentle assistant had already made some moves. Every twenty came around a planet, cooperating with magnetic field and gravity interference. The gravity on each planet disappeared, and as long as the things on it were not fixed on the ground, they floated into space.

If someone dares to resist with weapons on the planet, the gentle assistant will destroy them with the smallest weapon it brings. The weapons of the third-level civilization will be almost harmless to them and will not need to repair themselves. They will fight back to make the enemy completely lose the power of resistance.

The creatures and other things that were not fixed flew into space, and naturally died. There was no oxygen. The air was the first to run out, and was sucked into the stomach by gentle assistants and compressed, and water was also sucked.

Then the planet began to move the crust, bringing a lot of underground things into space.

On fifty planets, all the animals that needed oxygen died within two hours, and those who did not float into space were also crushed to death by the movement of the planet's crust.

The people in the fleet looked at them and they just felt the power of the gentle assistant, but no one felt that the massacre of the enemy was cruel. They knew how fierce the Ruyes were when they were controlled to expand to the outside world.

It turns out that some planets have intelligent lives. When they encounter foreign enemies, they have already expressed their surrender, but they are still killed by the firepower on the spacecraft in groups, because their individual strength is too weak, it is troublesome to use and has no value.

Everyone was very angry at that time, but they knew that this was the rule of the universe. Race wars had no reason, only strength. Now they were just a different perspective. Those who had slaughtered others were slaughtered.

When the animals on fifty planets die, the gentle assistant put water and plants on it, including the air, and it will affect the planet's magnetic field and gravity again. It is basically clean and can be transformed to allow humans to survive.

A thousand gentle assistants go to find other enemy planets.

When the people in the fleet watched the giant move easily in space, they once again knew how great the gentle assistant was. They were all from the young master. The young master who was originally entrusted with infinite hope did not disappoint.

Gentle assistants cleaned up planets one by one, and the enemies were just a few galaxies. Not all planets were suitable for survival. After more than ten hours, all planets were cleaned up, and only one planet could run by itself.

It is the planet where the intelligent system is located. Over the years, the intelligent system has transformed itself, turning the entire planet into a spacecraft, and the firepower weapons on it have actually reached the level of level 4 civilization.

As a result, the planet was not destroyed. Gongsun Murong and Narasha took action personally to control the planet, destroy the programs inside, clean up the other enemies on it, and connect the chips of the smart housekeeper to let the smart housekeeper control the planet and become the old man's thing.

Gentle assistant went to massacre the spaceship that had been rushing back from other places before receiving the signal. When he was waiting for the remaining few spaceships to turn around and run far away, Narasha called for the attack.

"Don't worry about the remaining ships, let them run, let them find the planet to develop, and become interstellar pirates. In the future, I will develop into a tourist area, and tankers will shuttle back and forth. Wouldn't there be less fun without pirates? The legend of pirates will always be attractive."

Narasha gave a very powerful reason.

The party begins. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!

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