Can you little bastards throw the bombs accurately?

Looking at the monument that was blown away by bombs in the square in the distance and the chaos under the monument, Mingmei felt a pain in her heart - such a complete marble long monument would cost a lot of money no matter how it was made... Including the cost of stone and the cost of manual carving, at least tens of thousands of gold coins.

Creating it requires such a price, and destroying it only requires a five hundred pounds of alchemy and engineering double crystals, costing two hundred gold coins.

Then Mingmei saw a scene that almost made her get a cardiac arrest - three combat boats dropped bombs in succession, and used shock waves to push the New Eden troops on the other side to crack. Although it caused a lot of damage, looking at the ruins and parts that danced, Mingmei snorted - these little bastards don't know how hard it is for their boss to make money?

"Sister's head! We have found that vault!" A grassland elf poked his head out of the tunnel under Mingmei's feet: "So many! They are all neat gold bricks, and there are many gems."

Then another kitten poked his head out of the tunnel: "Study Holy Crystal Meow! There are so many!" The kitten raised his hands and raised his eight fingers.

Mingmei felt that she was full of blood and had all her previous investment back: "Send 20% of the teleportation array to the other side, and you must maintain the full power of the teleportation array. Tell Jiuye that you must guard the teleportation tower, tell the Katachang remaining troops in the subsequent reinforcements to guard the tower, this is a dead order."

"I understand, ma'am." The director of the think tank belonging to Mingmei nodded.

This is a new creation selected by Youjiu and Pan Ta for Mingmei. Although her self-awareness is too weak, it is because of its high execution ability and is completely separated from the network used by their wives of the think tank director - that is, the wife of Mingmei's think tank director is an independent mother, and she can create a brand new child body and establish a think tank system belonging to Su's own.

In the later stage, Youjiu and Panni would also replace the wife of the think tank director around them - they told Mingmei that the mother of the wife of the think tank director around them serves Marx and Eleuke.

It’s not that they don’t believe in each other’s younger brothers and eldest nephews, but that they think it’s better to cut some things, after all, some groups under their names can arouse each other’s curiosity.

When it's really time to tear that, the girls won't be ruthless.

After giving the order, Mingmei raised her head again. This time, when she watched the combat boat smash the incendiary bomb into the Chaos queue, the mistress of the Su family raised her eyebrows - a lawn with Chaos that was destroyed by the flames, and those herbs that seemed very expensive? It was too cheap and worth mentioning.

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The last Chaos was hammered down. Annie looked at the passage. Chaos no longer appeared in the dark passage. The girl pulled off the flesh and blood hanging on her shoulders with her hands. When she noticed the crack in the shoulder armor, the girl retreated into the defense line. The preparatory class, who had been waiting here, surrounded her.

A companion took out the empty potion bottle built into his arms and replaced it with new medicine. A companion held the new shoulder armor, waiting for his companion to remove the old armor and replace it.

"I have never seen a person who can operate the power armor for such a long time." An old man walked up, took out a flashlight, and took a photo at Annie who took off her helmet: "The pupils are normal, you are such a monster, little guy."

Annie smiled and did not refute. She knew that the monster in the elder's mouth was not a derogatory term.

"Speaking of this, your physical fitness is really good. Even if you have had surgery, you shouldn't be... You little girl, even ordinary prosthetic bodies do not have the same quality as you, and your consciousness is like the hardest alloy casting." The old elder patted Annie's head: "I really envy your husband. With a good player like you, he can hand him over to you with confidence."

"Yes, I am Marceau's lover..." Anne was silent for a while, then laughed: "I am his lover, his sword, his shield, his guard, we all agreed to change this world that slides into the abyss together."

"It's a good thing to have such a spirit, little guy." After the elder said that, he took the new clean helmet from the preparer, and she put it on for Anne with her own hands.

"Well, I'm not interested in being the master of this world or the emperor. I believe what my sisters say, to make the world lucky and the innocent peaceful, but these are all too noble, so I'd rather believe what Marceau said."

With Anne's voice coming out, the arcane pulley eyeballs on the helmet began to work, and the bloody red eyeballs were sliding on the slide.

"Why, what did your little lover say?" the old elder asked with a smile.

Anne thought of the refugees she saw in the city. Most of the children among them were skinny. The war placed the suffering it could cause in the eyes of all players. This was a world that could be called real. These indigenous NPCs from Ashby can be called lucky because in the north, countless Shaan children brought a lot of pressure to the players in the north.

And these children leave their hometowns, even with the help of players, many children can only barely not starve to death.

Annie once saw a girl handing her rations, a small piece of black bread, to her younger brother. The two children were dressed in rags and trembling in the corner in the cold wind.

"Marceau said that the world everyone creates may have many unsatisfactory, but the beautiful world in his eyes will definitely allow the cubs to have a full meal every day, so that the cubs will not be frozen, and that the cubs will no longer be sacrifices." After that, Anne turned her head and looked at her elders: "I think it is important to create such a world to compare who becomes the emperor and who becomes the savior."

"...It is the pride of Chichitam to be able to keep the children by your side." The old man smiled, he said goodbye to Anne, and then came to some square ears.

Anne knew them. They were members of her group who had been following her from the beginning. Although the losses were extremely heavy, these square ears were still on the front line. When their group was full, there were 3,400 people, but now there are only more than twenty of them who can stand.

The old men kissed their foreheads one by one. Some little guys were crying, some were proudly thrusting their chests, and some hugged them.

Finally, the old man grabbed the flag and left the kiss at the corner of the flag.

"That's the elders of the Chichitam clan. These little guys are all loyal sons of the Chichitam Guards." There are veterans from other grassland elves who answered questions and answered Anne's questions.

She patted Anne's arm: "Do you know what you just said is about the elder's heart. During the era of arrogant escape, the Chichitam clan was separated from the main fleet because of blind jumping. They survived in the wild galaxy for six hundred years. In order to keep the cubs alive, the Dadachim clan even worked as mercenaries, worked as servants and various jobs until they were retrieved... These guys are among the top tribes of the Tershan clans who can fight."

Annie pursed her lips. She really didn't know that her speech would attract the joy of her elders.

But it is natural that Marceau is right.
Chapter completed!