"We strategic weapons protect human civilization and otum.△↗,. This is why the organization lets every contestant come here. It needs me to tell you. You never know how powerful you are."

"Your future will be extremely powerful."

"C-level civilization? Even higher-level civilizations? They will all rely on the halo of humanity in the future."

What otum1 says is not an exaggeration. If he continues to grow according to this trend, it only takes 34 years, and only 34 years, his body will reach a length of 50 billion light-years. It is the total width of the current universe.

As long as he is given 34 years, the earth's civilization is indeed not afraid of any civilization. He is like a nuclear bomb controlled by a beggar in a small town.

No one dared to underestimate this beggar, and even the people in the town need to protect the beggar from causing harm to him by lunatics, detonate the nuclear bomb, and erase the town.

Wang Yao remembered something at this time, opened the watch and called out the file of otum1.

I still have no permission to read, but the file name has changed.

otum-1(Pangu)

"The clear air rises, the turbid air falls." otum1 said at this time, blinking at Wang Yao.

"I've read all your information, but it's a pity that I can't give you anything. If you can swallow my blood, the earth will have a second guarantee."

Wang Yao thought about it and there was no other possibility except being burst. Assuming that even if it succeeded, the energy caused by a galaxy explosion might not be able to meet his energy needs during strengthening.

"Oh, there's one more thing." otum1 knocked his head like an old man had a bad memory: "The committee members and the committee asked me to tell you something. Sorry, we don't have the right to choose."

Wang Yao said calmly: "Withless countries have no diplomacy, and they are also available to civilization."

"You can freely allocate the bonus you get from the alien battlefield, and the otum won't interfere. You can strengthen it as much as you like. Unfortunately, we can't help you at the moment."

Wang Yao remained silent, his eyes looking at the earth through the transparent protective cover.

"It's beautiful, right?" otum1 said stumbled like an old man: "But no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be a day to be tired of seeing..."

...

Five days later, the return capsule fell into the Western Pacific Ocean and was caught by an otum fishing boat.

At this time, there are still two days before Wang Yao goes to the alien battlefield.

On the first day, Wang Yao stayed at home and did not go out. On the last day, Wang Yao finally walked out of the house, which was no different from before.

The pick-up staff are already waiting in District C7. They will send Wang Yao to District A3, Florida, North America.

The famous Bermuda Triangle Sea is there.

Also accompanying Zhizi. She did not follow Wang Yao, but just came to "send" Wang Yao.

"The alien battlefield is located in a nebula 32,000 light-years away from the center of the Milky Way, and 05,000 light-years away from the Earth. Each civilization calls it a different name, so it's better to call it an alien."

"There is almost the same size as the Earth. The temperature and gravity are different in each area. When you first place it, you will be marked. No contestant can attack. You can also attack others. You can wait until three days to arrive, and the mark will be automatically cancelled. You can also choose to cancel the mark within three days to officially enter the confrontation."

"How do we go?"

"Wormhole."

...

"Wang Yao is gone."

C7 District, Third Conference Room.

Li Jianjun's watch, which was at the front of the long table, vibrated. He opened his eyes and glanced at him, and said these words.

After talking behind, the conference room was a little restless. Most of them knew that Wang Yao existed. There were many people who were good at Wang Yao’s teachings.

Dr. Wang sat on the third person on the right and smiled bitterly.

Li Jianjun, the leader of the external office who has been in office for three months, looked around the conference room: "I firmly believe that he will come back in five years. It's just like Lin Zhan."

"I thought you would continue to be a black face." He Ying, who was the first in the left hand, chuckled.

"Why do you have to pretend to be a black face when he has left?" Li Jianjun murmured to himself.

He Ying leaned back slightly, turned her head to Zhang Qing, who was listening behind her and slightly opened her lips: "Don't think too much. Besides, you are not from the same world, aren't you?"

Zhang Qing looked complicated. She bit her lip and didn't say anything.

Someone walked over and approached He Ying.

"Zhao Qiong?" He Ying's eyebrows jumped slightly.

Zhao Qiong greeted her, turned to Zhang Qing and said, "I have the opportunity to apologize to him for me. I was too ignorant before... I am thin-skinned, please help me."

...

"Aowuwuwuwuwuwuwu~"

In a sealed room, a petite girl is sitting cross-legged on the sofa in a loose shirt.

"Speak well." The female researcher sitting beside him touched his little head.

"When will Wang Yao come to see me?" Hans turned his head and said with a grievance.

The female researcher rubbed Hans's little head into a mess.

"It's almost done."

...

Japan - Akita City

A middle-aged woman was holding a vegetable basket in her left hand and holding a little girl who was honestly beside her with her right hand. The girl had a delicate face and pale skin made her as cute as a doll, wearing a blue children's clothing.

"When will my brother come to see me?" Yeye turned his head and asked.

"He has a job and can't come for a while." Mesa's voice was gentle.

"Okay..." Yeye pouted and kicked the stones one by one.

A few minutes later, the little girl raised her head again: "When will my brother come to see me?"

"It may be here in a few days."

"Hmph, I won't forgive him if I don't come." Yeye's big eyes played with beautiful curves.

Two figures, one big and one small, were walking further and further along the street.

...

"Ah... so boring... When will the group of dead houses in the computer room next door die? It's so annoying." Dongyun High School, in the sos club room, Liang Chunhi sat in front of the window, bored and held her chin with one hand.

Then she suddenly stood up, and the chair behind her moved and made a sharp sound.

"This bastard Wang Yao! It's been three months! I haven't come to see me for three months. I've gone to find him and there's no one at home. I've been waiting for your house and he won't go. Ahhhhh!"

Chu Xuan turned the book into pages without expression, and did not take a look at Liang Chunri, who was complaining.

"Nah Chuxuan, why don't we live in his house? I don't believe he won't come."

A ray of light flashed through Chu Xuan's glasses. She raised her head and looked at Liang Chunri. Bai Ruoqing's fingers pushed her glasses.

"Ahhh! Someone is moved, hehehehe. Or I will tell him..."

The vaguely excited talk sounded from inside the Sos community gate.

Today's Sos Group is still very peaceful.

...

United States - New York State

South Westchestershire - Fincliff Cemetery

Security clerk Trevor inspected the cemetery as usual and suddenly found a bouquet of white flowers in front of a tombstone with spots of morning dew on it.

Mystery

Danny Smith

19851218-2013817

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Beijing-Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery
Chapter completed!