I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 217 Goodbye Feng Baobao

Charles was thrown out of the lighthouse, and if he couldn't fly, there was only one ending for him...

No one in the lighthouse dared to speak about this. The opponent's individual armor, just one is enough to destroy their entire lighthouse. What's the use if they can't even break through their protective shield?
Lighthouse meeting room.

"We can provide you with some standing supplies and weapons to help you build ground bases. All you need to pay is your loyalty."

Looking at the crowd in front of him, Xuan Mo said calmly.

After he left with Ran Bing and the others, the interior of the lighthouse was faintly divided into two forces, one was the hunting team headed by Mark, and most of the dust people also stood on this side.

The other part is a team headed by Charles, and his supporters are his Light and Shadow Society.

Secondly, there are a few neutral factions like Jingnan.

Now that Charles is dead, the Light and Shadow Society has no leader, and the two groups of people present here are Mark and Jingnan.

Jingnan looked at Mark, and she was willing to accept this condition. After all, the lighthouse was also for everyone to survive. However, even if Charles died, the lighthouse would not have the final say alone, and Mark's opinion would also need to be sought.

"We are willing to accept." Mark said, he had no choice for the lighthouse.

"Well, from now on, Jingnan will act as a middleman for communicating with us. Any action or order we have will be directly conveyed to you, and then you will issue the lighthouse."

Xuan Mo said, the subconscious meaning of this sentence is to directly make Jingnan the leader of the lighthouse.

Mark's expression changed, but he didn't say anything, and the people behind him also calmed down.

"Someone will contact you about the next matter and hand over to you, and I will leave." Xuan Mo got up and said.

He is not worried at all about these guys' small moves. The gap is too big. Even if he has a different heart, he can't make waves. The reason why he helps the other party is because of the manpower of the other party. The main focus here is on outer space. , to collect scarce resources.

But the interior of this planet is not stable, and monsters are rampant. He has no time to send people to clean it up. Fortunately, he sent out equipment and resources to let the lighthouse do it, and then just give them some benefits.

"Boss..."

Looking up at the spaceship leaving, Mocheng looked at Mark with unwillingness.

"Don't say any more, this may be the best way out for us." Mark waved his hand and looked at Jingnan, "The lighthouse will be handed over to you in the future, and we will fully cooperate."

A stream of light descended from the sky, under the suspicious gazes of Jingnan, Mark and others, it was a basketball-sized frisbee. When the frisbee stopped in front of everyone, a light and shadow image appeared.

"I'm Artemis Hela, the initial base given to you will be dropped on the ground later, you go and receive it, all the supplies are in the base.

Also... I am not as easy to talk to as the Supreme God. You will get as much reward as you pay. The first batch of supplies is given to you according to the order of the Supreme God.

But if you want to continue to obtain materials from us in the future, then you should expand the base, clear the monsters on the surface, and create more space suitable for human survival. Of course...we will provide you with certain strategic materials, provided that you I say do it. "

"Ming, I understand." Jingnan replied blankly.

"Well, may I ask, is the highest god you're talking about Xuan Mo?" Mark asked.

Hela glanced at Mark.

Although it was only a virtual image, Mark felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart, and he took a step back unconsciously.

"That's right, the highest god is the greatest god, inclusive of all gods."

"God? There is a god in this world?" Mo Cheng said disdainfully, he could see that this is probably an organization similar to the Light and Shadow Society.

"God... exists, you shouldn't question it." Hela stared at Mocheng.

"Then what are you talking about God? What is God like?" Mo Cheng's tone was frivolous, Jing Nan frowned, but he also looked at the girl in the virtual image.

"God, very powerful. I am a first-level god under the authority of Shenmo Civilization. As for what I can do... If I want to, I can destroy the lighthouse where you are in outer space by myself. This is God. "

Simple and violent, this is Hela's intuitive perception of God.

"Are you kidding?" Mo Cheng laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

"Inferior people, I really don't know why the highest god gave you a chance." Hela curled her lips and simply cut off the communication. She knew that it was too difficult to explain what a god is to people who have never been in contact with a god.

Unless let them see the power of God with their own eyes.

"Put in the ground base." Hela said to the demihumans beside her.

"Yes."

"The coordinate positioning is successful, and the delivery starts."

With the help of thrusters, a thousand-meter-long steel fortress fell to the planet below.

"Well, the technology is still not in place. If the space transmission technology can break through, just open a worm door and send things to them, scaring them to death." Looking at the fortress that was thrown out, Hela pouted a little dissatisfied.

But instead, he forgot about this trivial matter, and turned his gaze to the endless universe, work!
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Looking at the cemetery in front of him and the figure holding a shovel to bury the living in the distance, Xuan Mo scratched his face, it turned out that he was teleported here.

"Ding, keep the host's physical defense expertise and mental expertise." The system's prompt came as scheduled, and Xuan Mo felt it, well, all other abilities disappeared, or disappeared temporarily.

Mental strength is special, but it is not one tenth compared to before. Physical fitness is almost at the level of normal people, but the physical defense is still nearly half of what it was before, which is enough.

Well, fortunately, the system can't take away his talent.

Seeing the 'little girl' dressed in rustic clothes, Xuan Mo walked over helplessly. Didn't he arrange a housekeeper for him? How could it be like this.

"Sister, sister, don't you want to play for real!" A cry came from the pit.

"Baby."

"Eh?" Hearing a familiar voice, Feng Baobao was taken aback and turned around slowly.

"You are, you are Xuan Mo! You are back." Feng Baobao threw the shovel away, walked up to Xuan Mo and sniffed.

"Well, it smells better, but it still has a familiar smell."

Xuan Mo rubbed his head and looked at the zombies crawling out of the soil around him. He still had some impression of this scene. If he is right... the guy in the pit is Zhang Chulan.

"Big brother, help me, this crazy woman is going to bury me alive." Seeing that her body was no longer being filled with soil, Zhang Chulan ran out of the pit tremblingly, looked at Xuan Mo and hurriedly begged for help.

Crazy woman...

The corners of Xuan Mo's eyes twitched, and he kicked Zhang Chulan back who had just climbed up.

"Is there somewhere to go?" Xuan Mo looked at Feng Baobao.

"Yes, Xu San said he would come to pick me up." Feng Baobao nodded, and ran out with Xuan Mo, leaving the zombies in the cemetery with Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan: Ma Ma, I want to eat baked potatoes.

Zombie: Roar~
(End of this chapter)