Bai Xiaodang was already stunned. Not only because she didn't expect Li Zhen to have such a arrogant and difficult plan, but also because she realized that this was the first time Li Zhen said so much in recent months.

It's like venting!

This made her feel ashamed of the thought about "sudden" that she had had before. What's even more ashamed was that when Zeus asked whether Li Zhen was willing to be the first tester, she even wanted to stop Zeus from doing so. Because she felt that if Li Zhen could kill his former "friend" for some improper reason... then "exclusive glory" might be possible.

However, at this moment, all the suspicion disappeared, and she even felt a little sore in her nose. In fact, she didn't hear any sensational words... it was just that for some reason.

"Ah... that's it." Zeus spoke in this tone for the first time, as if he had expressed his most intense surprise.

Then he walked a few steps in place and spread his hands: "I did not expect you to do this. Humans... it is indeed difficult for them to believe in other people's creatures. Because they are too sensitive and lack sufficient strength. But even if I give you those things, even if they believe them, they will probably still try to resist - from a certain perspective, this represents perseverance, but it may also be the way to die."

"You have to make them afraid." Zeus waved his hand, as if there was a beam of lightning in his palm. "Only power can bring fear. You have done too much for them, and this is not a good thing."

"Do you know Superman? A virtual character in your world." Zeus suddenly changed the subject.

"I know what you are going to say." Li Zhen smiled bitterly. "When I was a child, I hated Americans very much. Because I loved Superman at that time. I often thought that such a great hero with perfect humanity would always be embarrassed by others. Because whether it is a movie or a TV series, people always say that we have laws, and we don't need justice outside the law. Or some people say, once we are used to the protection of this power, what will our world become?"

"At that time, I thought those people were so pretentious, but then I understood. I also did a lot of things for them - of course this is not my own power, and there are many people behind it. However, even this level has given some people arrogance of self-confidence... They feel that they can try to challenge the ancient god."

"So what else do you think you should do?" Zeus asked him.

Li Zhen smiled: "The Gate of Truth has a plan. It is to awaken you. They said that in Olympus, it is your remains, that is, mummies. Now I know that this Kingdom of God is the crystallization of the last round of civilization's top technology, and even the ancient gods can hide it. Then I think I will not be able to escape human exploration. So you deliberately exposed your position. I don't know what you wanted at the beginning, but now you have successfully brought me in - or this is also in your later plan."

"But I'm not a casual person... The ancient god cares about me very much, so it should have discovered the abnormality here. If I walked out from here empty-handedly, maybe it would become curious. I want to see what's going on here. So... you have to help me. Or you've planned to help me a long time ago."

The feeling of owing everyone a favor can make people restless, like a light on their backs - even if the other party is not a human being. So Li Zhen doesn't plan to ask for anything from the other party.

Zeus sighed slightly and said, "Okay. The problem is that I can't use the power of power in front of it."

"Then I will try not to beat you too badly." Li Zhen said with a smile.

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On the night of September 24, 2020. Pacific Ocean, Northern Mariana Islands Free Federation.

**One of the leaders of the military armed organization "Front", Nogbeni Fitial, is experiencing a nervous and anxious waiting.

He was an authentic Micronesian with dark brown, corrugated hair. But unlike most of these people, he was quite tall and strong. He was wearing a U.S. colonel combat uniform and fully armed, locked himself in a Hummer with a pistol in his hand.

Through the car window, you can see the beach. The white sand beach was illuminated by the headlights of the four cars he brought, and the waves were slapped one after another. Outside the lights, there were more than a dozen people and a squad machine gun. In fact, there were two armored personnel carriers hiding further away and had been swallowed up by the deep night.

In this independent area with a total population of no more than 50,000 people, such military strength is enough to launch a small battle and capture a town. However, Colonel Fitial does not seem to be confident... because he is a little unsure if the news he received before is only one trap or if the two sides clash later, will the power he possesses be able to survive the first round?

A week ago he got news that a big man noticed him because of some inconspicuous little thing and decided to provide him with assistance.

Fitial couldn't figure out what the little thing was referring to - did he shoot twenty-two white civilians in a small town he had recently captured, or announced that he would establish an independent republic belonging to the Micronesians? In fact, this is just a little bit of detail. What he really couldn't understand was that the big man seemed to belong to the top leaders of the Southern Luzon Republic - yes, it was the Southern Luzon.

Fitial was not sure why such a big man noticed his inconspicuous small forces. Although he was considered a hegemony within the Northern Mariana Islands, compared with armed forces in other places - such as the "Ninth Column" that now traverses South Africa - he is only enough to stuff people into their teeth.

But the way of news is very stable, and the other party also expressed sincerity some time ago - these four taels of Hummers and two armored personnel carriers are gifts from each other. There is no free lunch in the world, but Fitial could not think of what the other party would get from him. If what they needed was land, just airborne the army directly. Why do you have to go so hard? If you need an agent... Although you don't mean to be self-deprecating, he felt that Kuwacha in the south seemed to be more powerful - they still had two tanks.

But no matter what, it was an opportunity. He decided to risk his life to give it a try-like he walked out of the slum three years ago, clasped the pistol in his hand and decided to give it a try.

Having been waiting for thirty-five minutes, the pointer on the watch was tilted towards 1:25 a.m. Fitial lit another cigarette irritated, and the light red light illuminated the face of the driver next to him like a ghost.

At this moment, a little white light suddenly appeared in the sky on the sea surface. The white light flashed three times and then disappeared. Then a low "buzzing" sound appeared in the originally monotonous sound of waves. A space on the lower sea surface twisted slightly. Then a conical head seemed to drill out of thin air, followed by an oval body and a semicircular thruster hanging on both sides of the fuselage that emitted faint blue light.

Fitiar suddenly sat upright and stared at the aircraft motionless.

He had never seen an airplane with this shape, but he felt a little relieved. The other party's identity should be confirmed - who except those in Southern Luzon could have done such a strange thing? There are rumors that they mastered the "black technology" left by aliens on the earth, and Fitial felt...that rumor might be true.

The violent airflow separated the shallow sea water near the beach, and even the wet sea sand was dried in an instant and splashed everywhere, as if the beach had become a desert. The aircraft continued to move forward and finally floated less than twenty meters away from the Fitiar convoy. At this time, it could already be seen under the lights - the nose was long conical, like a rocket. The back suddenly bulged, as if a large ball was directly welded to the rear of the nose. The plane looked like a balloon, and it was hard to imagine how it had such a shape, how it took off and flew.

His subordinates were extremely nervous inquiring from the communicator in his ear, asking for instructions on how to act. Fitial was then freed from the state of being outside the savage and hurriedly told them to hold their troops still. Because he also saw the "hive matrix" connected under the nose of the machine - if the other party had some plans, the sea sand within a range of 1,000 square meters around could be turned into molten quartz bodies in one second.

He waited for another minute of fear, and the plane landed on the ground. The cockpit glass facing them was ink and could not see the person inside. Fitiar thought for a while, put his hand on the door and planned to push it open.

But the other party moved before him. A door on the left side of the nose was opened, and a figure in a black windbreaker jumped down. Following him were two fully armed soldiers - this concept of fully armed soldiers is different from Fitial's "fully armed". The two soldiers are more than two meters tall and have a thicker neck than their heads. Except for their eyes, they are wrapped in dark black individual combat armor, and their shoulders are bulging, as if they are mounted with some small launcher. The metal exoskeleton on the outside of the limbs makes them look more sci-fi. Although there are occasionally bare riveted and welded nails, this makes them look colder and more ferocious, with a sense of oppression without anger.

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