Just the bond that tied a knot in me

"Be careful, Miss Lalo, my guards are more sensitive, it would be bad if they accidentally go off."

Medias' voice was full of sarcasm, and he turned and walked out.

Laro looked at Medias' back and said, "Mr. Mei, please ask the president of the rescue association to consider it. Cooperation with the Star Alliance is beneficial to the rescue association!"

"Please rest assured, I will convey it to the president truthfully, but I can't influence the president's decision."

After Medias left, Lalo's face darkened and she looked at the guard officer beside her.

"You are too troublesome."

"I am very sorry!"

"There will be no next time."

Laro said coldly, she didn't expect that the guard officer arranged for her by the Star Alliance was actually bribed.

The action just now seemed to be for her safety, but in fact it was to turn this conversation into a conflict.

"President, the guards around Miss Lalo have been bribed. They may want to provoke a conflict between Miss Lalo and me."

Medias told Christina about the situation just now and also expressed his own analysis. There are many people who will be fooled by this method, but he is not one of them.

"After all, it is not her own person. I think it is a guard assigned to her by the Interstellar Alliance. It is normal to be bribed. Arrange more people to pay attention. When necessary, let him disappear. The ocean of this planet is so big that it is normal to drown a person. Such a simple thing, do I need to teach you?"

"No! Of course not, President, are you having fun?"

Medias' voice was full of resentment.

"It's okay, I'm having fun."

"As long as you have fun."

Medias ended the call with resentment.

In the front sea area, Bemonstan walked back and forth in the sea. Every time he jumped up, the sea water within thousands of meters splashed. A huge splash appeared where he fell, and the waves formed were like a rainbow tsunami. Fortunately, this sea area has been reported by Christina, otherwise, if Bemonstan played like this, it would cause countless deaths.

Christina wore shorts and a T-shirt, a white sun-proof jacket on the outside, a sun hat on her head, and her long golden woolen hair draped over her back was shining. She sat on Bemonstan's head and enjoyed a rare rest time.

The reserves of Emeralu ore on the Lifesbell were less than 20%, and the matter of going to the Emeralu universe for trade was put on the agenda, and she would also go to the Emeralu universe, and then go to other universes. This can be said to be her last leisure time.

Gomora poked his head out of the water, spit out a large mouthful of sea water, shouted at Bemonstan, and waved his two little hands as if accusing something.

"Dead bird! I let you jump around!"

Christina patted Bemonstan's head.

Bemonstan looked down at Gomora, scratched his head and chirped at it.

"It's good to take a vacation occasionally!"

Members of the rescue society lay on the beach chairs on the beach to bask in the sun.

"Mr. Bu, what are you doing? It's a vacation now!"

Someone found that Brad was still busy during his vacation.

"Just take a rest. I can't take a rest unless I figure these things out."

Brad's tentacles quickly clicked on the screen, combining the technology of Baltan to transform the Guardian and Reginald. The first experimental model of the Guardian and Reginald should be seen soon.

"Uncle Brad!"

Five little boys and little girls ran to Brad's side.

"You..." Brad looked at them in surprise, "Why did you become like this?"

"It's more convenient to play like this!"

"It's inconvenient to have hands like this!"

"Although everything can be solved with telekinesis..."

"It's still more convenient like this!"

"That's right!"

The little Baltans raised their white and tender little hands. After turning into human form, their hands could move normally.

"Can't uncle become like this?"

"I, of course I can! But I think I look more handsome like this, don't I?"

Brad is still quite confident in his appearance. Among the Chebul people, he is definitely a handsome guy.

"More handsome?"

"I can't tell..."

"So he always thought he was handsome..."

The people who were basking in the sun on the side started to discuss in a whisper.

"I'm talking to you, do you have any opinions about me!"

Brad looked at them and took out a blue grenade from somewhere.

"Feel the pain! You bastards!"

"Mr. Bu! Wait!"

"We didn't say anything!"

With a bang, a frosty white mushroom cloud rose up.

The cold air dissipated, and a layer of ice condensed on the beach. The people were wrapped in thick ice, like ice sculptures of various shapes, with their eyes still rolling around, becoming a beautiful landscape on the beach.

"Let you laugh at me, this is the price!"

Brad took the aircraft, holding the little Baltans in his extended mechanical arms and flying in the air, looking at the funny ice sculptures below was very refreshing.

That night, Lalo left the ocean planet Ornos, reported the conversation with Medeas to the Central Council truthfully, and once again expressed her incomprehension and protest against the cooperation between the Interstellar Alliance and the Cosmic Flower Rescue Association.

Her protest was naturally ignored, and then the parties within the Star Alliance sent their own people to contact the Universe Flower Rescue Society.

La Luo chose to join the party headed by Churchill. It may be a coincidence, or it may be to anger La Luo. The person who reached an agreement to cooperate with the Universe Flower Rescue Conference was Churchill's party.

That night, the news that La Luo smashed a room full of things in anger spread like wildfire and spread throughout the Star Alliance Central Committee.

While they were discussing how long it would take for Lalo to break away from the party headed by Churchill, Lalo quietly passed on information about many people to the rescue group.

It seems that because of its cooperation with the Inter-Star Alliance, the Cosmic Flower Rescue Society has become more and more unscrupulous in its behavior. In just a few months, it sent more than fifty people from various parties to prison planet 001, ten of them. Several were Churchillians.

"Damn it, what on earth do the rescue societies want to do?"

Churchill touched his bald head. He felt quite bald now. He thought he could use the Rescue Society to attack other parties, but it turned out that he was also the target of the Rescue Society. One or two of them even explained it as friendly fire. It was a fucking loss. More than a dozen people! Each one is a vital member of the party!

Their crimes were directly published on the Universe Network by the Universe Flower Rescue Society, and they could not be saved even if they were not saved by death, even if they were not sent to a prison planet.

This is a major matter related to the reputation of the Star Alliance!

During the internal party meeting, Churchill had a bad face throughout.

La Luo also had a dark face, but she was happy in her heart.

Christina's actions were faster than she imagined, and such a resolute character was simply too awesome.

If you can arrest someone in the morning, it will never be delayed until noon.

Those who could have escaped upon hearing the news were all taken down by her with lightning speed.

Leifsbell Fortress, a caravan consisting of transport ships, frigates, and frigates equipped with dimensional engines, parked at the space transport port and prepared to set off, and the transport ships were filled with hard currency.

In a universe that has just ended the high-pressure rule of the Belial Galactic Empire, what it needs most is undoubtedly food and various living supplies.

This caravan, named Annavor, is preparing to go to the Emerald Universe to conduct transactions, learn about the situation in that universe, and prepare for the follow-up actions of the Rescue Society.

Chapter 108 Are you really a caravan?

In the ruins where the petrified Stone Wings were located, the objects originally used for lighting were thrown out of the ruins. The bright lights illuminated the dim ruins. A photo was hung on the wall and placed on another wall. There are more than a dozen wardrobes and cabinets, as well as several cabinets for storing food.

"Gomora! Don't move!"

Christina was riding on Gomora's neck, holding in her hand the photos she had taken on the ocean planet Ornos. One of them was the frost-white mushroom cloud that Brad had used a high-pressure cryo bomb to create in anger. In order to take this photo, In the photo, she flew into the air specially to capture the birth of the frosty white mushroom cloud from a perfect bird's-eye view.

"alright!"

Christina jumped off Gomora and was very satisfied to see that the originally deserted ruins had been made much warmer by her own decoration.

The original mysterious and ancient feeling of the ruins was gone, replaced by a nondescript feeling.

"Gomora, what do you think?"

Christina pointed to the photos on the wall, one of which was a photo of Gomora being swallowed by the waves and waving his hands randomly.

Gomora shook his head and nodded, pointing to the picture of himself deflated, very dissatisfied.

"You can't blame me! I took the photo because I thought it was funny. If you want to blame, just blame the dead bird. When you grow up, you can trouble it again! I'm telling you... you do this... "

Christina hugged and patted the slightly hardened thorns on Gomora's abdomen, muttering to give it ideas for revenge against Bemonstein.

Gomora's eyes widened, with a shocked expression that seemed to say, "Can this happen again?"

The Tree of Life, who was quietly eavesdropping, never expected that Christina was so evil that even if she was evil herself, she would also teach Gomora, a monster cub, a bad thing.

After taking a look at Bemonstein who had built a nest under the roots of the tree and was sleeping soundly, I could only hope that this stupid bird would be lucky.

Jayton, who is known as the cosmic dinosaur in the universe, is lying motionless on the trunk of the Tree of Life like a giant beetle, as if he is sleeping.

The Tree of Life also couldn’t figure out why Jayton, who had no self but only instinct, liked to climb on it.

"President, President? Please wake up! It's time to set off."

Xiaomei's voice came from the outside world, and Christina left the relics in the bracelet.

"Is it time..."

Christina sat up from the sofa, her slightly disheveled hair making her look a little lazy.

Xiaomei looked at Christina's appearance as if she had just woken up, and asked with concern: "President, are you feeling unwell? Do you need to postpone the departure time?"

"No need, you can't waste everyone's time because of me."

Christina stood up and walked out, Xiaomei followed quickly behind her.

"Master, can you hear me?"

"Kai? Don't tell me you're in a life-threatening situation again."

Christina doesn't believe that Hong Kai is so fragile. He can use the Orb Holy Sword as a weapon, but he is not that weak.

"No, the planet I'm on now is Nuok, the planet of water. Two tribal countries on this planet are about to go to war..."

"So, you want to stop the war?"

"Hmm..."

"What the hell are you saying 'hmm'? You should know that I won't care about this kind of war within the planet, right?"

Christina thought that something urgent had happened to Hong Kai, but she didn't expect that he came to her to be an external brain.

Is the president talking to Mr. Kai?

Xiaomei looked at Christina who suddenly became irritable, and stood behind her obediently without saying a word.

"But, the resources of this planet are so rich, these two tribal countries don't need war at all! Why can't they coexist peacefully?"

Hong Kai really wants to stop the meaningless war between the two countries. Obviously, there will be no casualties as long as they shake hands and make peace.

"There are two solutions in this situation. It depends on whether you want to listen."

"What solution?" Hong Kai asked hurriedly.

"First, conquer these two countries by force. If you unify them, you won't have to worry about war."

"That's not possible, right?"

"Second, make yourself the enemy of the two countries and force them to cooperate. Only when facing a stronger foreign enemy will the two incompatible countries unite for survival. In this way, after you, the 'strong enemy', are dealt with, their cooperation should be able to continue."

Christina said the second plan.

"Is there no bloodless plan? Master, your words will definitely work, right?"