"Because we are currently fighting against the warlord on the other side, the information provided during this period will be relatively slow, but it will definitely be provided on time?"
Yi Xia looked at the related lengthy messages that appeared on her retinas, and then finally summarized them.
This is a message from Shaden, his long-term supplier of large copies and war planes.
This message was sent a few hours ago.
But because Yi Xia was fighting fiercely in Changyang Mountain at this time, he naturally had no time to pay attention.
It wasn't until after the fight that Yi Xia had time to look at the comprehensive network prompt information.
warlord?
Fight?
Yi Xia chewed on the key words in the other party's message, and there was a subtle look in her eyes filled with endless fire.
In fact, Yi Xia always felt that the other party should be an individual studio of Zongwang players.
As a result, the colorful ways of opening up the multiverse always make people confused...
Dawu unexpectedly closed the message on his retina.
It seems that the battle should be quite fierce?
Yi Xia smelled a bit of blood and fire.
Although I have not had any contact with this Shaden in the material world.
But judging from such a long period of communication, Yi Xia can roughly understand some of the other party's characteristics.
Yi Xia's extraordinary sense of being "idle" in many situations.
For this relatively trivial field, there are enough airspace resources at our disposal.
Therefore, Yi Xia can roughly determine one thing:
The war between the other party and that warlord has obviously reached a fever pitch at this moment.
The difference between the two shouldn't be that huge - and Yi Xia, who has enough extraordinary war experience, knows that it is often particularly cruel and bloody.
Yi Xia sat on the recliner and thought:
Along with the announcement message, the other party also sent new war plane information.
Yi Xia took a rough look at it before and found that the quality was pretty good.
Although nothing too eye-catching, they all meet his relevant requirements and seem to be conducive to his harvesting.
These involve more detailed descriptions, but in fact Yi Xia did not fill in too much.
From this point of view, this is also the reason why Yi Xia has always been willing to cooperate with each other:
Where to buy war plane information is not buying. A trading party that can figure out his needs and quickly implement them is undoubtedly an existence that does not have too many peers.
After thinking for a while, Yi Xia thought about it and opened the comprehensive network panel again, and then determined the opponent's camp.
Well, not the evil camp...
If that's the case...
Yi Xia opened the comprehensive network panel again, and then selected the payment call.
The next moment, after the call was answered almost instantly, Yi Xia's ears rang with the deafening sound of artillery fire and the violent sound of raging electromagnetic energy!
"Use your consciousness to click on my friend list, and then select 'Invite friends to come as guests.' - Your panel may not be described this way, but that's probably what it means..."
Yi Xia said bluntly.
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"Blow up their kennels!"
Bracelet of Bronze - Psychic and Mechanical Lord - Drom Sarok's consciousness merges with the huge war fortress.
The war equipment originally used for sonic strategic attacks has now become its highly individual war cry!
And behind it are a large number of minions wearing individual war machines with chaotic paintings:
What is quite absurd is that in this area that is regarded as declining and chaotic by other star fields, the unit price of ordinary intelligent life is far less than that of high-end war machines from other star fields.
Even those "cheap" individual machines will be replaced by cheaper minions in this area where life rights are basically not guaranteed to be very stable.
In return, you can enjoy psychotropic drugs and other physical enjoyments before the battle.
For those lost groups who have not joined the Star Realm, that is the most "beautiful" moment in the short and hazy journey of life.
Zhuo Musalok was born in such a chaotic area.
Because of his background, he truly understands the rules of survival in this area.
Those big figures in the star field would not set their sights on this area, which is probably only marked with a short text of "Garbage Disposal Area".
The brilliance beyond the sea of stars never belongs to them.
In Zhuomusalok's view, he is gifted and unique.
His unlucky background did not chain him to that miserable planet forever.
His powerful psychic ability allowed him to cross the sky and enter the universe that almost made him fall forever - a garbage transport ship happened to pass by and save him.
Now it seems that it was not out of the other party's overwhelming goodwill:
But during the boring transportation, this is a once-in-a-lifetime pleasure.
Even the raging spiritual energy of Zhuo Musalok at that time was enough to destroy their bodies.
But they still ignored the threat - like a mortal creature trying to tease a male lion outside its cage.
At that time, there was an almost dimensional distance...
That brief and humiliating experience changed Djomusalok's life forever.
Compared with what he thought was his extraordinary talent, his keen control of people's hearts and his never-ending fiery desire made him finally return to this star field where the void smelled like waste.
Outside, the heroic lion is just a regular visitor to the circus and the cage.
Only on the grassland can one become the lion king who rules the country.
Even hunting, those who dare to leave the protection of civilization and set foot in this wilderness...
Because Zhuo Musalok knew that they would not receive attention either.
As long as he grasps the dangerous rhythm, he can continuously draw benefits and power from it.
The disappearance of one transport ship after another in a short period of time will naturally attract attention - but if the time interval is longer, no one will care.
In a highly orderly realm, the harvest brought by a transport ship may require him to act as a slave for a long time.
Therefore, Zhuo Musalok knew what he should choose.
He still remembered the compassionate face of the businessman who handed him the work contract.
The other party thought that he, who came from the "junk star field", would be grateful for this.
No!
He will never be satisfied!
Just like even if he doesn't know what is beyond the sky, he will still plunge into the boundless starry sky resolutely!
The gods may be destroyed, their brilliance may be nothingness.
He wants to know, he wants to witness!
The businessman was right:
"In this star field, no one can be the only shining star."
Yes, but why can't it be me who shines?
Zhuo Musalok stared at the planet with billowing smoke under the baptism of artillery fire with greedy eyes full of fanaticism but perseverance.