I am truly a villain, believe me!

There are still 9 hours left until the completion of the preparation of the Karelan molecular decomposition material.

AIB has issued evacuation alerts through various channels, and the transfer is expected to be completed tomorrow morning.

Xiao Lu went to bed early. In order to face tomorrow's battle, he needed to maintain full energy.

The depression in Laiye's heart was relieved with the death of Fushii Ide K. She took a few bottles of wine to sit in front of her parents' graves until dawn.

Lime didn't need sleep. She kept organizing data until late at night. In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, she had verified and recalculated the relevant data dozens of times.

Peijia has learned basic medical knowledge, and the Nebula Villa is fully stocked with medicines. He and Xiao Q ran to a rooftop and sat side by side, quietly gazing at the stars.

After putting Xiao Yu to sleep, he chatted with his wife Rumina and admired Xiao Yu's crayon paintings in the dim warm light.

Sero held the dumpling in his arms and stayed in a refreshing mental space, recuperating and preparing for tomorrow's decisive battle.

The AIB base was brightly lit, and Zena was busy working overtime. When he passed Mengya's workplace, he walked more slowly and put a thin blanket on the person who was sleeping on the table.

drop--

despair--

Tick-tick——

The second hand passes one by one, the night sky becomes darker bit by bit, and the stars in the sky shine brightly. How many of them are the home for the survival of people in the universe.

drop--

despair--

Tick-tick——

The second hand passes one by one, the sky becomes brighter and brighter, and the golden sun rises from the other side of the horizon. Is one of the creatures it illuminates a black giant that brings fear to the world?

The sky is bright.

Compact crowd evacuation work is being carried out in an orderly manner.

There are still 3 hours left until the production of the decomposing enzyme substance is completed.

Xiao Q encountered some troubles here.

"Young Master! I am the Deputy Minister of Intelligence under His Majesty!"

A man wearing a bartender uniform chased behind Xiao Q and kept introducing himself:

"Young Master! When you were a child, you smashed into our minister's collection room. Do you still remember?!"

Little Q didn't expect that he would be haunted by the haunting guy just casually wandering around a gathering place where illegal aliens were staying.

The key is that he still can't get rid of him. This guy is an alien from an unknown race. His ability to run away is extremely sneaky, and his ability to teleport is as simple as eating and drinking.

If you don't hit them seriously, you won't be able to hit anyone. If you hit them seriously, you'll have to make a big fuss. Tsk, it's so annoying.

"Hey, you're so annoying, stop following me!"

The bartender turned a deaf ear and kept muttering: "Young Master! Where have you been all these years? Do you know that His Majesty died in the battle to invade the earth, balabala..."

The bartender kept chattering all the way, and Q couldn't bear it anymore. He suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead and looked at the bartender expressionlessly.

"We subordinates can walk away and die..." The bartender was shocked, swallowed subconsciously, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Xiao Q's ears finally got a moment of peace. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said coldly: "I don't like to look up at people."

The bartender understood and immediately knelt down on one knee respectfully, lowering his head and saluting to show his submission.

"Your purpose." Q let out a little breath and stared at the back of the bartender's head with his dark eyes.

Surrounded by the familiar sense of oppression, the bartender rarely regained the feeling of working under His Majesty the Emperor. The young master who was short and weak back then has grown to this point!

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The bartender didn't answer for a long time. Q slightly increased the pressure on him, and small cracks appeared on the stone pavement under the bartender's feet.

The sudden increase in pressure brought back the bartender's thoughts. He was stunned for a long time before he recalled the young master's question.

"Young Master! I hope to follow you!"

The bartender expressed his loyalty verbally and lowered his body to the ground as much as possible to show his respect.

Of course, it was impossible for Little Q to just believe anyone who came up to him. If he had really done this, how could he survive until now? He would have been killed by those who disobeyed him when he was on his father's spaceship.

Fortunately, the bartender still has some self-awareness, and he also understands that he is suspicious. It is normal for the young master to distrust him for a while.

"Young Master! I am a native of Tara, named Tatar. I am good at space movement, undercover lurking, intelligence collection, etc. Since His Majesty's death and the disbandment of the team, I have been hiding on the earth to do intelligence business."

"Oh! By the way! Young Master, my name on Earth is Rose Jonas, and I have a legal identity. This is my business card."

Tatar took out a wallet from his vest pocket, pulled out a business card and gave it to Q with both hands.

"My activity area is at the bar in the center of the gathering place for space people. If the young master needs it, I will be on call at any time!"

Xiao Q took the business card and glanced at it, remembering the number information on the card in his mind.

He glanced at Tatar who was kneeling in front of him, rubbed it gently between his fingers, and a cluster of cold black fireworks ignited, swallowing up the snow-white business card from bottom to top.

A gust of wind blew by, and the burned black fly ash dispersed with the wind.

The cold young boy raised his hand to touch the yellow-haired head hanging low in front of his eyes. The black mist penetrated Tatar's body silently, carving a surrender contract at the cost of his life in his bones and blood.

Tatar showed no resistance throughout the whole process, and even almost laughed out loud when he sensed the powerful dark energy entrenched in his heart.

‘Betrayal, death. ’ An indifferent childish voice sounded in his mind, and Tatar shouted excitedly: “Yes! Young Master!”

Little Q was almost deafened by the loud voice of his new subordinate. The place they were in was not particularly secluded, and many space people who liked to join in the fun were attracted by Tatar's loud voice.

Little Q felt uncomfortable being looked at by so many probing eyes. He waved out a gust of wind and raised thick dust. When he opened his eyes again, there was no figure there.

"Tch~ boring."

"It's gone, it's gone, everyone is gone."

"Just look at it and you won't lose a piece of meat, stingy~"

There are still 1 hours left until the completion of the preparation of the Karelan molecular decomposition material.