"Huh?" Kazuri suddenly tilted his head and asked hesitantly, "Little rabbit, do you have a feeling as if something is going to be heavy?"

"Huh?" Jade Rabbit's ears twitched, and after she looked around, she replied softly, "No, everything is normal." ”

"Could it be that I'm too careful?" "Why do I think someone is going to be unlucky soon?" After pondering for a while, she finally gave up thinking, "Forget it, forget it, it's none of my business anyway, love whoever you love!"

The drooping Jade Rabbit blinked her red eyes, and silently lit a wax in her heart for an unknown guy, convinced of Feng Lixi's premonition. I don't know who you are, but since His Majesty the God King has spoken, then even if you are not unlucky, you will be unlucky.

Stomping his feet, pointing to the original huge oil lake that was slapped to the ground by her ten minutes ago because it was too disgusting, Kazauri ordered with a big grin: "I think there seems to be something hidden down here, go and find it!"

"Eh, it's me again—" Yutu reluctantly craned her neck to look at the huge sturdy hole that had been patted, not wanting to do anything at all.

"Comments?"

Resignedly, he threw the thing he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground, and Yutu pulled out two big shovels with cold light with his backhand, "Where is that thing, I'll dig it out!"

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For the vast majority of intelligent life, the Void is quite unfriendly, and it can even be said that the lifeforms that have not ascended to the divine position are not qualified to touch the Void at all. That invisible power can completely assimilate them in an instant, and the best thing to say is to return to the void, and the bad thing is to completely disappear, and even the traces of existence in this world will be gradually erased.

Although eleven millennia ago, they found a way to expand their living space by creating an artificial order field. However, in such a long time, long enough for ordinary civilizations to change several times, this technology has not been greatly improved, despite the countless manpower and material resources expended. Little by little, they were able to build up a huge field of order, and they were able to gradually expand it outward, but they couldn't make even a big change.

The amount of material needed to make an order field generator in the past is still the same. Unbeknownst to the vast majority of the population, the availability of several materials has begun to become problematic for a variety of reasons, including, but not limited to, unplanned abuse and daily wear and tear in the early stages of development.

Therefore, even for the galaxy universe, this ultra-long-distance void jump is not only an unprecedented feat, but also an effort to resist some kind of future.

To use a misapt analogy, the extent of the void that the galaxy universe can currently control, directly or indirectly, is equivalent to a large island in the Boundless Ocean and the scattered islands around it, and the weather and sea conditions in this ocean are extremely bad. The only thing they can do to go further with the current technology is to step out of the box and look for the next group of islands or something like that.

The chief commentator, who has been living in this world for more than 1,300 years through thought transfer technology, stared at the launch site on the screen, and dense images passed by from time to time on the black robe. He just stood in silence in front of the screen, unaware of what he was thinking, until someone pushed open the door and broke the silence.

"Mr. Chairman, the jump module has been launched. According to the schedule, the next thing you need to do is go to this round round of budget meetings. The gray-haired young man bowed slightly and reported to him.

"Got it. He replied briefly, waved off the screen, and turned away.

In the long silver aisle, he suddenly asked, "Gar, do you think this operation will be successful?"

"Ah, isn't that supposed to be answered by the academicians of the Institute? I don't think I'll be able to give you a satisfactory answer. ”

"It's just your opinion, you don't have to think about the technical factors. ”

The young man bowed his head and muttered for less than a minute, "Then, with all due respect, the probability of success is too low. We've used the Blessing Spell more than 6,000 times before we set off, and we've adjusted the probability of a safe arrival to the highest possible level through the Probability Operation. But, after all, it is a void, a void where everything is possible!"

"Ah...... Do you think so?", the speaker did not speak again, but quickened his pace a little, and the sound of hollow footsteps echoed in the aisle, as it had been in the past thousand years.

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"Miss Marilyn-Rembrandt?"

If it weren't for the system prompting that the mission had been completed, Rhodes wouldn't have believed that the bruised flatbed girl in front of him was Marilyn Rembrandt. This has nothing to do with the graceful countess in his memory!

Could it be that a woman is such a magical creature, and there is such a big difference between adults and minors? Thinking about something completely irrelevant without a match, Rod took out the medicinal powder in a wooden bottle from his waist bag, "Fortunately, I prepared this thing, otherwise I would have died if I looked at you like this." ”

With a swing of his axe, he deftly cut the ropes that bound the maiden and carried her off the wooden frame.

The cool sensation of the secret mint powder made the unconscious girl shake violently, and at that moment, she seemed to open her eyes, and finally closed them again.

And at this time, Rod also fell into an embarrassing situation: what should he do next?

If you just take her away, wouldn't it be tantamount to strangling the future of a Lin-level pastry chef alive? The ghost knows if Marilyn, who has broken away from the original destiny trajectory, can still become a Lin-level pastry chef, and that huge smuggling empire must also be gone, what kind of impact this will have on the future in his memory, the ghost knows!

"It's not a big problem for the Lin-level pastry chef, at least if I'm here, maybe her road before the special grade will be smoother," holding the girl and kicking the window open, Rod thought silently in his heart, "As for the Countess Marilyn or something...... I don't believe it, we know so many opportunities in advance, can't we both do better?'

However, the man did not think of another question, how could he explain what had happened to the frightened girl?

Plan for you to give it a good time, this abyss can't be beaten, two thousand bald heads......