Chapter 265 Ancient God Cub Raising Manual

That's it?

Is this all our whirling request?

Amidst the slightly heavy sound of the waves, the warm sea breeze brings the cackles of seabirds, and the glassy seawater periodically breaks into fine waves.

That little figure was squatting on the beach with bare feet, and its little feet were licked by the edge of the waves. The clothes on its body were also splashed with a little sea water, and there were piles of fine sand solemnly.

Yang Ming made an inflatable mattress, wore a close-fitting combat uniform, and held two goddess joy swords in his arms. He lay on the inflatable mattress and read the "Emperor's Biography" carefully, enjoying this rare moment.

In the distant star field, the six major battle groups of the empire are advancing in the war.

This war is destined to last for a long time, and Yang Ming does not have any suitable status to participate in the war.

He actually thought that when the imperial warship was almost pushed to Mingte City, he would board his Dongfeng and rush to contribute his strength to the empire on the pretext that his injury had recovered.

I stopped by there to check up on Forerunner No. 2.

It has now been determined that there are five forerunners and they are placed in five camps.

What? There are only four powerful polities in the galaxy now?

Well, the boss must be particularly concerned about this war of human civilization.

Law: "This scene may have reminded me of the scene when she and Professor Kilgrove were playing at the beach, and she softly asked Professor Kilgrove what a perfect life is."

"Two reasons. The first is that you hate the empire and the experimental team. The ancient gods will not have the emotion of hatred.

…

"Don't try to feel something in a hurry."

Yang Ming took a closer look, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

“Therefore, the empire’s goal is always to annihilate the opponent’s main fleet, plunder technology and resources, and block the opponent’s technological development channels.

This is somewhat scary.

"This, okay."

Those politicians and the wealthy businessmen who control politicians all have their families in Minte City, which is also the richest administrative star in the galaxy.

"Now, the probability that the war between the Empire and the New Federation will evolve into a war between human civilizations in the galaxy is 36%."

"Okay, let's go this way. How about going to the arcade?"

"Together?" Xiao Posuo sent a game invitation.

Lu frowned and looked at the deduction results around him, and was entangled between 'a huge turning point in the social and ecological development of human civilization in the galaxy' and 'applying a card'.

Whether in terms of artistic aesthetics or efficiency of action, she obviously won.

Oh, I know how to play.

"Boss," Lu made a decent bowing gesture, "the latest information from the front line."

"hurry up!"

Under the projection ball not far away, Lu tilted his head and looked at the small and large figures chasing each other on the beach, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

The whirling forehead on the side was covered with black lines, and then he seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit. He made similar movements to Yang Ming, and the surrounding sand flew into the air and floated.

"play again!"

in thinking space.

Yang Ming slowly walked over with his hands behind his back, smiled at the little girl and said, "I feel a lot brighter now that I have vented my anger."

I personally think it's unlikely.

"Um?"

Lu glanced at the 'small window' he had kept next to him, and saw... Boss Yang, who was wearing a holographic helmet with Xiao Bosuo, one big and one small laughing like two glutinous rice dumplings...

Is the decisive battle really going to take place in Minte City?

To destroy civilization, it is not necessary to destroy the planet directly. Let's spread some deadly microorganisms and use machines to kill individuals who produce antibodies. It will only take a little time, and the planet can enter the next civilization seeding cycle.

"Limited by the space gap between the spiral arms of the Milky Way, as well as the empire's territory itself, the speed of information circulation, the efficiency of resource dispatching and other factors, the empire is actually no longer able to expand outward on a large scale, and it makes no sense for them to occupy the airspace of the New Federation.

"Hey, Lu," Yang Ming folded his arms and asked softly, "What do you think Bosuo is thinking about right now?"

"But as long as these two powerful countries end, the other countries with more than twenty administrative stars will most likely end, and the empire will also use its war potential.

The sand within a few meters nearby trembled slightly, and then slowly rose into the air.

Yang Ming shrugged and said calmly: "You have better mental control than me. If you lose, you lose. We will compete again later when we come back."

Lu opened the new federal map, synthesized information from all aspects, and began to preview the direction of the war.

Yang Ming was startled for a moment: "What do you mean specifically?"

Little Bosuo was silent for a few seconds, then whispered: "Mom."

These guys are afraid of death. If the decisive battle really breaks out in Minte City, and the two dreadnoughts fire their guns from a distance, Minte City will turn into cosmic dust on the spot.

"Our existence is the product of biological weapons manufactured by the Faiya civilization, but before we complete our dimension ascension, we can enjoy our own lives.

The third forerunner of the Guel Alliance is not dead.

He first leveled the ground, then piled up a trapezoidal platform, and then filled it in bit by bit from feet to head like "3D printing"...

"The option that best suits the interests of the empire is actually to destroy the main fleet of the New Federation, march to the gates of Mingte City, force the New Federation to compensate and sign an unequal agreement.

Whispering stood in front of the sculptures he had made with his waist pinched, and raised his eyebrows at Yang Ming with a bit of pride in his eyes.

She pointed to the sculpture group on the beach over there.

Yes, she was also born to a mother, and what neither she nor Kilgrove knew was that she had been selected by the Faya civilization to undergo adaptive genetic modification of the ancient gods when she was still an embryo.

The projected light ball flew towards the floating truck not far away, and Ritsu's projection disappeared.

Lu whispered: "The Faya people probably don't want to see the internal friction of these low-dimensional human civilizations become too serious. It is reasonable to maintain a sense of crisis for mankind through appropriate wars."

If the boss can predict the direction of the war, he can gain a certain amount of initiative and can independently choose the time to participate in the war in order to earn the maximum benefit.

"It's not polite to roll your eyes, kid... Oh, you still want to take action, you are no match for me now... Haha! The ancient god bites!"

"New Commonwealth politicians and diplomats are actively lobbying these countries.

Yes, who made him the boss?

Little Bosuo raised her hands and shouted, her big eyes shining brightly.

"Who is this?" Yang Ming pointed to another head that was obviously a woman.

"look."

When the two projection balls were activated, several rays of light created the projection of Lu. Lu, who had just been busy observing the battle on the front line, looked at the 'David' sculptures all over the beach, and his forehead was covered with black lines.

"A fight started?"

A transport robot that looked like a pet dog ran over, and the back compartment opened automatically, revealing the ice-cold drink inside.

Posuo raised his hand and knocked off Yang Ming's right hand, snorting softly from the tip of his nose.

"good!"

Xiao Bosuo pursed her lips and said, "I have no money."

"travel."

The boss really didn't forget about business.

Yang Ming looked at the little girl standing next to a sand sculpture with a smile. She was holding her waist with her left hand and holding a drink bottle in her right hand, pouring a bottle of drink into her mouth.

One cannon blasted the planet to pieces, mostly to intimidate lower-level civilizations.

Yang Ming's eyes lit up and he felt that he had found a 'blind spot'.

"You are so verbose."

Nowadays, every country in the galaxy is gathering troops.

This is really a blind cat encountering a dead rat. - His original intention was to disgust the opponent, and by the way, divert the opponent's attention to the Guel Alliance, wasting the time and resources of the second pioneer.

The biggest difference between the Empire's camp and the New Federation's camp is that behind the Empire's Invincible Fleet there are miscellaneous fleets from more than twenty affiliated countries, while behind the New Federation's rear there is no military power that can be directly mobilized.

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It's not a big deal if five Forerunners raise one. Maybe there are two Forerunners in the most powerful empire.

The letter that Yang Ming used to deceive Forerunner No. 2 was unexpectedly right.

Lu looked at the results of his prediction and immediately turned on the hidden earphones in Yang Ming's ears to start reporting on the direction of the war.

Yang Ming thought about it carefully: "How about we compete? I'll get one here, and you'll get one over there."

"Why?" There was some confusion in Bo Sao's eyes.

"Let's be more cautious."

so……
To be continued...