Time flies, and three months pass in a blink of an eye.

The magnificent 2010 is about to reach the end of the year, and the chaotic situation of war has calmed down at this time.

Everything has been settled, everything has been formal, the tense and orderly preparations have been fully launched, and the entire earth, plus Nia, has been integrated into a precision machine, and everyone is one of the gears. Every effort, every progress, and every completion of the predetermined steps, adds important bargaining chips to the outcome of the war.

However, the three months of isolation have come to the limit for Wu Chen, Nia, and the small world of Nia!

Without the influx of mysterious elements and mysterious rules, the key factors that neutralize the earth's rules cannot be drawn from the turbulent temporal and space flow, Nya has inevitably begun to move closer to the earth.

The proportion of the rules of the Earth's universe is quietly increasing, and this trend is getting faster and faster, showing a shocking acceleration.

Although it is still in the stage of quantitative change, if the reconstruction accumulates like this, the moment of qualitative change will not be far away.

The calm now is just Wu Chen is supporting her. Even Wu Chen himself doesn’t know how long this support can last. The only thing that can be confirmed is that the longer the time delays, the greater the risk of qualitative change. Perhaps at a certain moment, without any warning, everything will be inextinguishable.

Open up the road of life, open up the road of life, open up the road of life...

Such a request was extremely urgent, but Wu Chen did not impatiently issue an order to attack, but instead bought everyone these three months as much as possible.

Now, the preliminary preparations and the running-in work are coming to an end, and the Chaos Angel Yuga, who is on the main podium, wakes up at a certain moment.

As his eyes opened, the huge command center included thousands of directions, departments, and command centers...

The earth and Nia's brains are all gathered here. The metal intelligent life, which has been named "Galaxy", is the core of the smart supercomputer. It integrates all these units together easily and provides them to the decision makers in front of Yuga.

There was no sound, everyone was standing solemnly. The big progress bar in front of everyone had reached 100%. The flashing light spot reflects everyone's face, and it looked a little gloomy.

"Adhering to Your Majesty's will and fulfilling the authority given by Your Majesty, I, Yuga, the 16-winged Angel of Chaos, and you, shoulder this sacred mission!"

"I can't wait for the honor!"

"What should come is always coming, not based on our will. Whether it is war or peace, it is based on our self-reliance and indomitableness. Humble prayers, only slavery, only killing, only suffering, only humiliation, only fighting, into the inside of the enemy, into the heart of the enemy, make them suffer, make them wail, make them fear, and make them regret... Only in this way, peace, happiness, and prosperity will belong to us!"

"We know very well that we have long been incompatible with the invaders, barbarians, and jackals!"

"Sentient beings, listen, the machine of war has begun to roar. All beings, look, our strength is extremely strong. All beings, don't be confused or afraid. Under the glory of Your Majesty, under the unity of all mankind, any enemy will be crushed and crushed!"

"Smash, crush!!"

"With all our strength and all our efforts, no one can be exceptional, no one can escape, this is a competition of race survival and universe survival, now I order!"

"Yes, Lord Yuga, Chaos Sixteen-winged Angel!"

"The mobilization is started!"

"Open!"

With this command, the vast war machine began to run violently. From this command center, hundreds of thousands of commands spreading at the speed of light were issued in one second, spreading densely on Earth, Mars, Pluto, Nya, each of the God Planet, etc., and the combination parts on each node began to follow the preview steps!

In an instant, the two worlds and the two universes were activated. The behavior of billions of people, countless factories, countless troops, countless personnel and materials began to take their place and gather!

In such a huge and meticulous mobilization and preparation, no one is the exception, yes, no one.

The cold wind in the morning swept the remaining snow on the ground, blowing into the air in strands, and the town under the frost and mist was hazy.

There are no towering buildings here, nor any dazzling modern atmosphere. At first glance, I was stunned and thought I had returned to the past, back to a few years ago, back to the past that I could not have returned.

Red bricks and green tiles, paths, trees and winding rivers pass through the town. Four quaint stone bridges connect the east and west parts of the town together.

I don’t know which company first pushed open the door of Zhizhiyaya, and soon the town woke up from the absolute silence.

The voices and figures of people are shrouded in frost and mist, faintly and hazy...

In just about five minutes, smoke from cooking stoves rose from the red brick and green tiles. The faint aroma of food added the last touch to this poetic freehand picture. So the town lived, as if it was walking into reality from the illusion of the picture.

However, a sudden rapid bell broke the poetic atmosphere and shattered the peace, happiness and tranquility here. As the bell rings, the sound of "clang, clang" echoes, all other sounds stopped abruptly.

The smoke from cooking was declared to be destroyed as soon as it rose. Before the frost and mist in the morning had passed, the residents of the town braved the cold and took the whole family out of the house and gathered in the square in the center of the town.

A large number of soldiers with live ammunition, a large number of professionals with gloomy expressions, extraordinary people, and unidentified characters with extraordinary temperament...

The officials of the town have become errands, and the respectable and awe-inspiring pastors, priests, nuns, and also have a very low presence at this time.

"The difficulty has begun?"

Someone whispers like this!

"It's finally started, it's finally started. Thank God, the recruitment has come. Come to this place where birds don't poop. We are saved. The amnesty we finally welcomed..."

Obviously, this kind of "poetic and freehand" life picture is not a voluntary pursuit by people here. Next, a big man at the core of the high platform confirmed this speculation:
Chapter completed!