Chapter 227, die with you
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A small existence defined by one's own compatriots as a low-value consumable.
Of course, according to the alien apprentice's own interpretation, he would rather translate this "profession" as the "raven" corresponding to the human language on Earth.
"What the hell is a raven? Is it a raven's dependent? The kind of black bird that quacks? β
"That's right! A croaking black spirit bird. The alien seemed to be quite nervous, and he took it as a compliment and a compliment.
"So you won't stay in the Song Dynasty for too long? Soon to continue to the more ancient planes? β
The answer to this question is almost obvious, and what Kuai Fei wants to ask is actually how long this alien junior, who seems to be a friend but not an enemy, can stay in the current plane. During this limited stay, is it possible to help uproot some pesky enemies in advance? It's too late to push the copy of Temujin, but the copy of the Wanyan brothers is actually too late to try it in a hurry, right?
But the brain circuits of the Celerian students are obviously not the same, if his indescribable foggy ink depths also hide the brain circuits such as brain circuits.
"I'm going to leave as many beacons here as possible, and your time is a very special gray area. There is a large amount of distracting information here, which, if not properly managed, could seriously disrupt the Raven Emissary's messaging efforts......"
For Kuaifei, Saiyang's statement is both good news and bad news. For the time being, it can be regarded as great news, but it cannot be ruled out that it will become a serious problem in the future.
The Northern Song Dynasty is one of the most sensitive historical time and space favored by travelers, and the order here has obviously been mixed into a mess. From the information provided by the system mother before, no matter how stupid you are, you can hear that the so-called five hooligans are a little helpless in this matter. Otherwise, there wouldn't be an infinite number of system refresh events. The system mother just counted according to the method of fifteen, fifteen, twenty.
As one of the Raven Couriers, and most likely an elite leader of countless Ravens, even he feels that something is going on in this plane that is causing even the aliens to be in pain...... It can be seen from this that the attempt to save the Great Song Dynasty is not impossible.
In particular, judging from Cynyron's hesitant attitude, the alien executive is not refreshed without saying a word. Refresh and reset something, visually, aliens are also a heavy loss that is difficult to bear.
So...... Brother Saiyang may not be resolutely on the so-called "official history" line of supporting the Jurchens to destroy our Bianjing City.
Maybe he had something else in mind?
Come to think of it, Kuai Fei can now vaguely perceive the fundamental demands of the race aliens for the civilization of the earth, isn't it just an experimental field? Maintaining the canonical history or something is nothing more than the terms of a friendly agreement between the aliens and the future Earth science fiction federal government.
People who go on business trips to do business have always been corrupt and bent the law, bullying their subordinates and filling their pockets. Thinking about aliens is no exception. Especially the so-called Earth Federation, which is not the real superior of the Celeron monsters. It's just a partnership. Isn't it the norm for the multiverse to turn a blind eye, play a sideshow, and falsely report your performance?
Even if the aliens are stupid and naΓ―ve, they haven't learned to corrupt...... That's not hard...... Doesn't they happen to be keen to analyze and study the core principles of the rise and fall of the earth's civilization? Isn't this the principle of the politics of corruption?
There is a great man who said that to know whether malic acid is sour or not, you better take a bite and see for yourself.
Although the ultimate goal of the Saiyang society is to stop the corruption and degeneration of the Saiyang civilization, then, in order to learn to make antibodies, you must at least establish a perfect pathogen sample, okay?
Fei Ge believes that he has the confidence to convince the Celeron junior. Let me Song Guangrong be this pathogen sample! Brother Seyan, do you want to save your home planet's civilization? Very well, let's let go of our hands and feet on the Earth Experimental Field and increase our efforts to tamper with it. This way you can gain more experience.
How the barbarian heavy cavalry broke through the positions of agricultural archers, firecrackers, and infantry is not interesting to study this kind of technology, right?
If the capitalism of the Great Song Dynasty was not harassed by the barbarians, how crazy would it be to evolve itself, and how many contradictions of interests between the central and local governments, how much corruption, how many dishes, how many police and how many criminal laws would be formulated, and how many ideological propaganda drafts would be derived from it, this is the most useful experience for your Saiyang civilization, right?
So we're definitely going to be good news. Of course, it is known that before the appearance of this junior high school alien boss, his aunt or sister had implemented a series of order maintenance policies here, and this negative factor cannot be ignored.
In short, there is a great chance of success, and there are hidden dangers of failure. It's a risky game.
Do you want to Bo Yibo? Then you don't need to ask, of course YES!
"So, Senior Brother Saiyang plans to stay in the Northern Song Dynasty for a long time and make a big news, right?" Dr. Wu said enthusiastically, "No problem! My brother and I will help you! β
"First I need to bury enough beacons in this place, and then I need to get rid of some damn noise. If the seniors are willing to help, that's great. When this is done, I can send you and your brothers a few more pennants. Oh, maybe not just a few, but many, many pennants. β
I don't know what kind of stimulation this child was received when he passed through the twentieth century, and his obsession with this pennant is not ordinary. Forget it, the pennant is the pennant.
Junior Saiyang is so easy to talk and so smoothly reach a consensus on intentional cooperation between the two civilizations, which is undoubtedly a great news that greatly exceeds our Feige's expectations.
Strike while the iron is hot.
"So......" Wu Dalang seized this once-in-a-lifetime historical opportunity and decisively found benefits for himself, "Senior brother, look at my system egg, can you still rescue it." Charge a battery to upgrade a level or something? With the ability of the Saiyans to travel long distances across the universe, this kind of system is probably not difficult for the Sailerons, right? β
This thing is out of power.,It's the mother of the background system of this text version later.γ
Charging or something is actually just a cutscene, and upgrading to a level or something is the point. Fei Ge still remembers what kind of junior high school student he was when he was in junior high school. I think that when aliens were in junior high school, they were also enthusiastic and impulsive.
Maybe this Saiyang junior will really casually use a "Qiankun Finger", poke his finger, and as soon as the high-energy electronic storm blows, he will upgrade this earth's phoenix egg into an alien raven egg?
Fei Ge actually didn't know where this system egg was usually hidden, but the system mother should know this.
Silently urging his own system: "Dear! GET OUR BALLS OUT AND SHOW THEM OFF TO THE ALIEN BUDDIES. β
γOK!γ If you want to die, the system will die with you! γ
Then the system egg flashed again in a series of arc circles that looked rather weak and weak. It spun and swirled, suspended in the air more than a foot above Wu Dalang's head.
"Wait, why do you say death? Where did I die? Kuai Fei felt that the system mother seemed to have something to say.
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