Twenty-five years later.

This is a period of time that is not too long, but not too short.

It's a long time for ordinary people, but it's just a little bit for wizards.

Until now, the war between the wizarding civilization and the Gannser civilization is still in no hurry, neither side has any intention of hurrying, and all kinds of temptations have never stopped, just like a hunter who is staring at his prey, full of patience.

The incalculable daily consumption may be a little unbearable for low-end civilizations, and it is a great waste, but it is not a problem for them with an amazing size, and it can only be said that it is not painful.

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The native of the Jaense civilization.

Different from the magical ancient style of the wizarding world, this is a very futuristic technological world, all kinds of facilities have been perfected to a certain extent, the scene is full of lights, and the crowds are constantly surging in it, and the hustle and bustle and luxury are the style here.

The various private spacecraft that travel rapidly through orbit are as common as vehicles in modern society, showing that most of the residents here are in good condition.

The tallest building in the entire world.

With the help of virtual projection technology, hundreds of members of the [Psionic Council] were present.

At the moment they were discussing the progress of the war.

Among the progressive seats, a certain councillor sitting in the second row reported to the rest of the councillors with a serious expression: "Due to the exposure of the previous reconnaissance operation, in these years, we have never successfully infiltrated their native world, the wall called [Wutuomag Wall] not only has the ability to block spatial teleportation, but also has the property of detecting souls, and any non-native born substances will be denied entry, so we still have a limited understanding of their native secrets." ”

Another councillor suggested: "Have you ever tried to secretly capture certain wizards and then let them infiltrate the wizarding world through brainwashing and personality replacement?" ”

The councillor responded: "It has been tried, but it doesn't work very well, and when those wizards return to their own world, they will be subjected to various detailed examinations, and if they behave incorrectly, they will be arrested on the spot." ”

One MP asked, "What are our chances of winning based on the current intelligence?"

Hearing this question, many parliamentarians nodded their heads, which is also the most concerned issue for most people.

The councillor in charge of directing the war replied: "According to the mastermind's calculations, our winning rate at this time is about 71.58%, but I don't think this probability is of much significance, because this is only the result of calculation through the combat effectiveness on the surface, in fact, we don't know what hole cards the other side has, just as the other side does not know what hole cards we have, both of us are deliberately hiding their own heritage." ”

"And in the years that the First Fleet has confronted them, although we have a great degree of understanding of the war weapon called the [Alsop Star], we have never explored the maximum limit of that weapon, and the known definite information is that the manufacture of that weapon is particularly troublesome, and perhaps we can use the fleet to exchange it with them in the form of attrition. ”

"In this case, and I have a proposal, I need to ask you for advice. ”

The three councillors in the first row looked at each other a few times and said, "Let's hear it." ”

In the face of the supreme commander of his civilization, he did not have any nervousness, but said something a little rebellious with a serious face: "I think that our basic test of this war can be over, because there is no point in consuming it any longer, but it may make our soldiers feel that this is a daily activity, and thus fall into ideological paralysis."

That's a great hidden danger, so I propose to escalate the intensity of the war, no matter who has the upper hand, in a relatively calm war situation, we need to go further and keep our people vigilant with blood, and hatred is always the best way to make the people more supportive of our war. ”

The implication is to take the initiative to raise the situation of the war, and deliberately sacrifice some soldiers to increase the people's hatred of foreign countries at the expense of them, so that the war is more in line with the people's will.

If this undisguised intention is circulated, it will inevitably cause an uproar, but none of the parliamentarians present have expressed their opinions on this, because the core idea of the Jianse civilization is the survival of the fittest, although there have been some ideological reforms in recent years, but for them at the highest level, it is still a basic operation to sell the bottom soldiers and replace them with chips.

After some discussion around the Commander's issue, the [Psionic Council] finally approved the other party's proposal by unanimous vote.

Faced with this situation, the commander's serious face couldn't help but smile.

He knew he would have more authority to show what he could do in this war.

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As always, Orga is working as a garbage guy on the edge of the battlefield and makes a living by picking up garbage.

After casually avoiding the attacks, he instinctively felt a slight change in the battlefield, so he raised his head to look at the sky.

There is no basis for it, and there is no sign of it.

His natural abilities were a reminder that something different was about to happen here.

This is not a futuristic vision, but an ability similar to the sixth sense, which is at work 24 hours a day, able to predict anything that may affect him to a certain extent, and vaguely sense whether that event is beneficial or harmful to him.

'Something bad is going to happen, it's going to be uncomfortable, I'm just a harmless demon picking up garbage......

Looking at one of Jaense's warships, Olga could sense where it was about to begin.

He didn't have to wait long, and with the power of his eyes, he noticed a wave of invisible mechanical insects beginning to spread from there to the battlefield.

Any object that comes into contact with them, as long as it is not a creation of their own civilization, whether it is flesh and blood, or soil and ore, is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were eaten by someone out of thin air without leaving any residue, and their number is increasing in a split-like mad increase as they continue to gnaw food quality and energy, one to two, two to four, four to eight...... In just over ten seconds, the number has multiplied dozens of times, and there were originally invisible bodies, which appeared like a burst of silver mist under the huge number......

Looking at that situation, Olga immediately sighed helplessly: "These micro-mechanical insects even eat souls, and I'm really not a garbage guy to ......"

And his figure disappeared in an instant.

He knew that the Wizarding World's counterattack was coming, and it would not be good to be injured by mistake.