Son of Marvel’s God

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Chapter 187 Thug

At this stage, no matter what country it is, for the unknown technology of these Protoss, there is no meaning that is definitely false. This is not a problem that differs by one or two times, it is a problem that differs by several times.

The gap between the two is really too big, one can only fight inside the earth, and one can already fight outside the planet.

This is the most intuitive impact, not to mention anything else.

Anyone who can rub a little bit can make these countries that have developed on the planet grow for unknown years.

Narud's answer disappointed Nick quite.

"We will not directly provide you with any technology that can be used at this stage. Every race has the need for self-development. If we intervene more, the end result is that the universe will become our technological vassal."

Even if there is something in my heart that I want to say, but what the other party said is not unreasonable. In the end, Nick gave up asking for help for these alien civilizations.

The truth is to give Nick a lesson.

No pie in this world will fall on this backward planet.

However, Nick, who knows the situation of the earth, is very clear. It is almost impossible to want the countries on the earth to put down their hatred between each other.

The chance of unity as a whole is negligible. Everything is not absolute, and even small external factors exist.

It's just that the probability of that external factor is just that the probability of existence is too low.

This is also true for the future development of the earth. Even if the probability of solidarity is quite low, the countries that do not represent the earth really will not be united.

Narud stabs Nick's fragile self-esteem in the next sentence. At least everyone on the scene felt unusually ashamed.

"I don't really understand why you are so weak. In the face of this threat, you can't put down your so-called dignity. It is clear that as long as you are together, you will not be more than thirty years. It is possible to colonize towards the nearest satellite, but you have not done so. We really do not understand this. "

Family ugliness cannot be exaggerated. This kind of thing is the same in every country.

Everyone knows the truth, but one day he was torn apart and said directly that it was still unbearable.

Almost all the people present felt hot and painful. If it were not for its own internal consumption within the earth, it would have already changed the times.

"It will become! The times are constantly changing, and we will change! We firmly believe this." Nick said with his teeth.

This may be the last obsession of being a backward civilization.

One or two superheroes cannot change the fate of civilization itself. Because after losing this hero, what is left of this civilization?

Civilization is not the civilization of one or two people!

"I look forward to your day. But I still want to remind you that not all races are as friendly as ours. More races will not care about your existence. The destruction of your planet is nothing more than It ’s a simple thing. ”Narud behaved exactly like a predecessor was teaching a junior.

Nick is just like a student. He just listens without refuting.

This is the experience that predecessors tried with blood. A civilization and a race can develop to the present, which shows their merits.

...

Although Mark on the other side has broken the thread on this line of the swarm, this does not mean that Mark has nothing to do now.

Those guys in the military are still thinking about killing themselves, and Mark naturally cannot make their lives so comfortable.

Mark has started a new plan and preparation.

The battle is not over, a grooming point near New York. The vast majority of residents who have little money or power can only evacuate here.

This is their only choice now, because without money and power, they have no choice at all.

But they are not completely free, at least here they can hold a grand procession.

That's right, it's the parade.

Not everyone likes to be driven out of their homes, especially after paying such taxes, they can reasonably think about the military guards protesting.

And the military, whose reputation is now a bit stinky, does not want to use some non-lethal weapons to suppress it as it did before.

Freedom is always relative. True freedom corresponds to disorder. This freedom will soon become chaos.

And the current counseling point is changing towards chaos.

The young Peter looked at his aunt, who asked timidly, "May, will we be fine?"

"It's okay, Peter, we will be okay." In fact, May is a little uncertain in her heart, leaving her home and coming to such a place.

Especially the situation of orphans and widows is really very dangerous. But it will be more dangerous in the city.

"What do you guys do for food? Obviously we pay so much money every year. But now we have to be kicked out of the house. You guys are really waste!" The exaggerated black man shouted at the soldiers in the distance.

In general, these white-skinned soldiers will not hesitate to press these **** on the ground, and then beat them. But the current situation does not faint them to do so.

As the first person speaks, there will be a second person and a third person. This feeling is like a plague, and there is absolutely no way to contain it. Continuous expansion in an uncontrollable direction.

At the beginning, Peter may not care much, but as these guys began to defame Stark, Peter could not bear it.

"Iron Man is not a waste! He is a superhero!" Peter's cry was so loud, and the immature voice made all the people present couldn't help but be taken aback.

It is a pity that only this level can be achieved.

This world is not the world of juvenile comics, nor is it a world that can be solved by one or two **** cries of juveniles.

"Boy, close your mouth! Otherwise, I don't mind letting you go back to your mother wore." The black guy said, looking at Peter fiercely, and saw May holding Peter. It is wrong to think that May is Peter's mother.

May tried not to let Peter speak again, in this case, May really could not guarantee that Peter was safe and sound.

The environment here is more chaotic than Hell's Kitchen. To some extent, this is already a microcosm of the end times.

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