Collapse of Iron Cultivating the Star God was exposed, breaking the defense of Ruan Mei

This room was much smaller than the Great Guardian's office, and no match for the Builder's chamber.

But Bronya apparently thinks that what follows needs a more intimate atmosphere.

March 7 looked at the high position under the round window,

Bronya sat there, speeding through the papers in her hands.

Ciel stands next to Bronya, and it is strange that she is actually helping Bronya with the papers.

According to Ciel, she was slightly educated by the Great Guardian in the possibility of weaving by Carlos the Weaver of Life.

I can do Bronya a favor.

"The nearest supplies..... The company offers it for free?"

"What about the manpower needed for the defense of the city, I understand that the Iron Guard will have to be dispatched with the whole army......"

“..... Well, be prepared for the possibility of letting residents go to the "920" wall. "

"It's not easy...... I want you to go...."

The two quietly discussed government affairs,

Ms. Ruan looked down at the worn-out notebook in her hand,

Natasha played with the incense burner at her fingertips, whether she was discussing a few words of creation with Ruan,

Topa held the account and watched the situation of the interstellar galactic stock market.

"Fell, fell...... Hey, the rift created by the Lord of Change has affected the galactic trade, and now it can't hold on to 2,600 points. "

While looking at the stock market, Topa couldn't help but look at the door, as if asking who we were waiting for.

The door opened, and Jepard and Shiruwa walked briskly through the door,

With lightning speed, Shiluwa ran in front of Bronya: "Where's my Lingbao?

Looking at Silua's anxious expression, Bronya could only hold her forehead and shake her head.

"You know the communication situation on the snowfield, Vivalo City is three or four days away from Beloberg......."

"Hey....." Shiruwa cupped her forehead, her face full of bitterness.

"Don't worry, an immortal dragonborn, the dragon venerable of Xianzhou follows ......"

Ah Ruan paused slightly,

"If that young man named Dan Heng dares to accept Long Zun's memory, then he can still keep everyone safe. "

Shiluwa sat down with a worried face.

Jepard quickly handed a few papers to Bronya.

Bronya quickly flipped through the papers.

"Good news, the Antimatter Legion hasn't come alive yet...... But it's also fast. "

Shiluwa waved his hand and said:

"Bad news, I've detected a thermal reaction from the antimatter legion within the ice. "

"I've arranged for the Iron Guard to level as much of the Legion ice sculptures near Beloberg as possible. Jeppard added.

He shook his head and said, "But the antimatter legion is more distant..... Sorry, we can't reach it. "

"I'm worried that if I go too deep into the snow, I might be surrounded by resurrected antimatter legions. "

"Instead of fighting deep into the snowfield, it is better to rely on Beloberg to defend the city, as it was seven hundred years ago. "

"Brother Tiewei, don't worry. Topa crossed his hands against his chin: "The company will help this time, too." "

"All kinds of weapons will be provided to you unconditionally———— of course it will take time to transport, and you will have to hold on for three or four days. "

"Can you hold on?" Bronya looked at Jeppard.

“..... The Iron Guard will do their best. Jepard lowered his head slightly: "All I can say is ......"

"The Iron Guard will not reach the finish line later than Beloberg. "

Everyone present felt the determination in Jeppa.

"Well, if only that big guy———— you know what I'm talking about———— it can move. Topa said with a shrug.

"Creation Engine...... "Shiruwa muttered with his chin pinched, "that thing won't fix it for a while." "

"Then it's chicken ribs———— oh, chicken ribs is a Xianzhou saying, Ms. A Ruan understands. Topa shook his head helplessly.

"It's a pity to throw it away, and it's tasteless to eat. Nguyen added.

Bronya was silent for a moment, then looked at Natasha. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Ms. Nata—————— the path you once showed me....."

"A loving father is patient and always willing to wait. Natasha replied with a smile.

Bronya cupped her forehead, "I'm not sure if that's a hope......"

"That is the end, if not hope....... Natasha replied softly, "It is difficult to say what the deity is bringing, but it is difficult for a fragment to resist the fate of decay." "

"If everything gets to the point where it's hard to continue....."

Bronya sighed and said:

"You can show the people of Beloberg your path and let them voluntarily follow that loving Father....."

But those who don't want to accept it, please let them choose a dignified ending according to their own ideas. "

Natasha bowed slightly: "A loving father allows the child to refuse to be blessed, and he also allows the child to choose to bless." "

After all, everything ends up in His realm. "

"Thank you.....," Bronya paused, "we don't know where this path leads. "

"But at least it's a path to choose. "

"Speaking of which, Bronya. Topa looked at Bronya, "You seem to be waiting for someone?"

"Yes......" Bronya nodded, "I'm going to the Monte Cristo Institute with Lady Nguyen, March 7, and you." "

"So I need a ..... A reliable helper who can handle the war better than I do. "[]

"A helper who can stand up again and again in war, can fight with the world behind him, and can represent humanity against the enemy....."

Bronya looked at March Seven,

"I recommended one for me on March 7 and I waited for him to take over at 6. "

"Oh?" Topaz gave a curious expression, "This person in your mouth has made me a little curious. "

"The one who can help Beloberg, who can stand up again and again against disasters with perseverance, who can carry the world on his back, and who declares war on the enemy on behalf of humanity...... I can't think of such a character in the galaxy. "

As Topa spoke, the door to the conference room was pushed open.

"I'm sorry, I'm late..... Some preparations were made. "

A middle-aged man with brown hair mixed with some white, black-rimmed eyes, and a cane in his hand walked in.

He looks no different from an ordinary uncle next door.

"Uncle Yang!" March 7 waved excitedly at the visitor.