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A dazzling white light flashed, and several lighthouse warriors appeared with Santa Claus.

"Oh ha, you're welcome." The image of the man in the cloak was displayed in the void, and his tone was indescribably gloomy and eerie: "The great, or ridiculous, Santa Claus is fine, I didn't expect you to fall into my hands one day." ”

"You don't have the mental power fluctuations I am familiar with, which means that you never believed me." Santa Claus was lying on the ground, and he looked at the man in the cloak with his eyelids half-raised: "Poor boy, since you don't believe me, what can I help you with now?" ”

"It's okay to tell you, what I need is the power of faith from Santa Claus." The man in the cloak sneered: "For thousands of years, the power of faith gathered in the name of Christmas has only been used to grant wishes to children. It's just a waste. ”

Santa Claus smiled slightly: "Everyone has their own mission, and my mission is to fulfill the wishes of the children." I don't feel wasted to be able to fulfill the children's wishes. ”

"Your mission is over." The man in the cloak interrupted him, "From now on, I will use the most high-tech technology to use your power in the most appropriate place - Project El Niño. I will use your power to destroy the source of chaos and bring new hope to the world to come. This is my historical mission. ”

Hearing the lofty ideals of the man in the cloak, all the lighthouse warriors present unconsciously puffed up their chests.

"Can a person who hides in the dark world and does not see the light of day have the ability to save the world?" Santa Claus sighed slightly: "For some reason, I don't have any trust in you. To be honest, I always felt like your plan was a farce. You can't even save yourself, let alone the world. ”

"Hehe, is this a curse from Santa Claus?" The cloaked man's voice couldn't hear the mood swings: "It's a pity, it doesn't mean anything to me. Take him to the research center on the seventh basement floor, and I have prepared the best hospitality for him. ”

At the same time, in some unknown space.

The true body of the cloaked man, standing firmly in the void.

As far as the eye can see, the whole space is gray.

In the overwhelming gray mist, you can still see golden light fluttering from time to time.

When the light shone, the entire space echoed with the cloaked man's muttering: "The prophecy of the Lord of the Abyss is indeed not wrong, and the plan has been half successful. ”

"It won't be long before El Niño succeeds in this world."

"As long as El Niño is born, no one will be able to stop the Lord of the Abyss from destroying the world!"

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Tianyin City, Luo's mansion.

For several days, Ning Ruohuang and Jin Yuemeng were immersed in researching the data. Shangfeng has already made a request, hoping to get the information of the Chrono Corps as soon as possible.

But the organization that received this order was not limited to the Damned Squad.

According to Jin Yuemeng, there is also an agency called the "Strategic Technical Intelligence Bureau" in China. Unlike the thugs of the Damnation Squad, they are only interested in the scientific and technological intelligence of the world.

Whether it's an espionage operation to steal intelligence, or a higher-level stealth plan. The Strategic Technical Intelligence Agency is more professional.

Jin Yuemeng was not convinced by this, and she was ambitious to surpass the Strategic Technology Bureau.

In the past, it could not be surpassed because of the Dark Group and the Dark Sanctuary holding back. But now it's different, the Dark Group has fallen, the Templar has collapsed, and even the Oak Alliance has been completely killed by Jin Yuemeng (on the surface).

The woman's faith has reached the point of bursting - it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, just hold her two daughters and perform the Great Summoning Technique.

A big stupid cow save me! Luo Yunfeng will jump out and beat people, and the gods will block and kill the gods and Buddhas.

Of course, there are sequelae to do this, especially when Luo Yunfeng is not interested. Maybe Luo Yunfeng will enforce the family law, and after beating the enemy, he will be angry, and he will beat himself again.

Jin Yuemeng doesn't have the innate advantage of a daughter, a cute smile is revealed, and the monstrous anger can be annihilated invisibly.

Even if Jin Yuemeng could avoid being beaten, she would lose a lot of points in Luo Yunfeng's heart - this kind of result was not what she wanted.

Therefore, her plan had to be carefully considered with Ning Ruohuang, and she never dared to discuss it with Luo Yunfeng.

Try not to rely on the strength of the Luo family's father and daughter, and rely on their own wisdom and the strength of the Heavenly Punishment Team to complete it.

However, there is one thing that Jin Yuemeng doesn't know, it is because she doesn't bother Luo Yunfeng.

This made Luo Yunfeng feel that life was boring, and he had nothing to do all day long: the Parrot Dabai family was traveling overseas, and there was nothing good to grow upstairs in winter.

Besides, the job at Chongshang Hotel is easy. Luo Yunfeng, who had nothing to do, was even reduced to the point of betting with his daughter for fun.

"It's game on." With Luo Yunfeng's order, a new round of competition kicked off.

There is only one referee in the game of the father and daughter, and that is Luo You, who has just turned one year old.

In order to win the match, both sides went to great lengths, including bribing the referees, of course.

One-year-old Luo You looked at the cheese in her sister's hand, and she looked at the rice soup in her father's hand. The little guy had a look of embarrassment on his face.

In the end, good triumphed over evil. Luo You grabbed the cheese handed by his sister and stuffed it into his mouth, and at the same time did not forget to announce the result of the game: "Dad-Dad-Victory." ”

Hearing her sister's sentence, the little girl shouted dissatisfiedly: "Yoyo, how can you do this? I ate my sister's gift, and I have to help my father. ”

"Okay-eat-" Luo You smiled very brightly: "Sister-sister-lost." ”

"It's rare that you make your sister so happy," Luo Yunfeng pinched his daughter's little face: "It's all a family, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose." It's okay if I lose. What does Yaoyao want Dad to do for you? ”

Luo Yao thought about it carefully, and then said the request: "Yaoyao hopes that Dad can cultivate a super seaweed." The faster the growth rate, the better, and the lower the environmental requirements, the better. It can be collected in large quantities and will be used as the main food for the subjects of the Empress of the Seven Seas in the future. ”

"No problem. It was easy for me. ”

Luo Yunfeng agreed, and a confident smile appeared on his face: "When I was studying under the Goddess Sect, I once studied a topic, about the food supply of the Abyss Expeditionary Army. ”

"That subject can be used when it is transplanted. But then again, how big of a sea do you really want? ”

"Abyss Expeditionary Force?" Hearing these words, Luo Yao immediately became interested.

Instead of answering her father's question, she asked repeatedly, "Could it be that Elune once went to war with the Abyss Legion?" Did Dad go to war? ”

Luo Yunfeng had palpitations: "Fortunately, I missed the time to start the group." ”

In retrospect, the time chosen by the goddess to start the war coincided with the time of his "tour" to the Broken World.

Luo Yunfeng was very glad that he had returned to Earth and had not participated in the Abyss Expedition.

Because judging from all the abnormal circumstances later, that war was fought extremely tragically. Even the eternal and unchanging natural divine power had a low ebb period, which is enough to explain the danger of the situation at that time.

"Next time it's such a fun thing." The little girl said with great interest: "Dad, remember to bring Yaoyao." ”

As the father and daughter were talking, one-year-old Luo You suddenly raised his hand: "Dad-Dad, You-You-You-Go." (To be continued.) )