"I didn't expect them to hijack all the commissions and patrol teams at that time so quickly." Luan gritted his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

"I think, let's go and ask Wujue, after all, the people in the Northern Union said that they were Wujue, and they led people to attack the Northern Union, I think the problem might be in that place." Hood tipped through the timeline before and after.

There's a node that just doesn't know where.

"Now that they admit it, then we don't have to say anything, after they went to attack the Northern Union, they blamed me for this matter by the way." Wales doesn't feel the need to think about it so much now.

"Don't say anything yet, or let them go, Sardinia, and you probably won't believe it." George V was also very entangled and skeptical.

"Well, let's talk over there. The three of us will say what is going to be said in Sardinia. Bismarck couldn't help it.

"Now do we really have to trust these people? If what they say is true, then it seems that it is our fault that we have delayed them from saving people. Litorio was still thinking about things with his teacup in his hand.

"Anyway, we haven't seen each other, and now it's like this, we might as well believe them first, and wait until the end of the matter, maybe it may be, it's really a siren conspiracy." Dragoons expressed their opinion.

"So be it, and agree." Zara looked indifferent.

It just so happened that at this time, the information sent by the Northern Union said that a few days ago, it was attacked by the siren unit with no lord as the main leader.

At present, it has been controlled by the weather, and the enemy forces have been repulsed.

In the middle of the night, at 9 o'clock in the evening, the matter was finally resolved.

"I'll just say, the two of us must be innocent." Wales looked at the scavengers outside the harbor and seemed to have something like a Rubik's Cube in his hand.

"They're going to stand until midnight, at least." Guanghui finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"The problem is that we didn't do anything, they fell asleep, and they slept so deeply that they couldn't wake up, and it didn't feel like normal sleep." Belfast took a closer look.

It's more appropriate to faint than to fall asleep.

"Got it done?" The Purifier couldn't wait, "When will I be able to eat it?" ”

"Alright, alright, it's going to be almost good soon, wait for the cold water." Salgett was busy with his hands and hands, quickly scooping the ramen out of the pot and passing it over the cold water.

"Uh, are you sure? Is this what Wujue asked you to teach you? "The creator couldn't believe it, the creator remembered that Muju had made ramen directly, but it didn't look like this.

"Almost, a gourd to draw a scoop, learn to do it." Salgot didn't know if he had learned it, but he did it that way.

"Does it look delicious?" The tester was suspicious that the soup in this bowl of ramen was a little darker.

"I'll try." The Evolver picked up the spoon and took a careful sip of the soup.

"It's salty!" The Evolver felt a little panicked.

"Too much salt, huh?" Evolvers can't stand the smell.

"I don't even dare to eat it." The Purifier turned his hand and came out with a basin. "Add more water if it's salty, and you can eat it if it's okay."

"Still doesn't work?" Seale was in the cockpit, "Does this look like the continental shelf?" Are we really going to come for this thing? ”

"Well, look at me." Anbeiluo looked at what was on the screen.

"Well, it's right here that you can feel their faint energy." Seymour kept yawning again.

"Well, what is this?" Cill seemed to see a wreck.

"Which mass-produced battleship was destroyed, let's leave this alone and move on." Anbeiluo didn't care about this thing.

"It seems to have gold." Seymour saw something thinking about glowing.

"Well, no matter, hurry up and transfer the location coordinates over." Cill looked at the reef.

"Here?" The Creator sensed the information from Cyr, "I almost understood. They are covered by some great energy, that is, the power of something that has surpassed us. The Creator blinked.

"Is it still the interference of that huge unidentified energy?" The observer asked.

"No, the origin of this energy is very unclear, and maybe, in a constant stream, the release of signals and energy may be the ultimate fear, no." The face of the Creator was very ugly.

"Don't think about it so much just yet. Let's get them out first, I think the ultimate fear is just some natural forces and mutations, which have no effect or lethality on us. Subject smiled and lowered his head to drink.

"Actually, it's not interesting, they don't trust each other, why do we have to panic together?" It took the inquisitor a long time to say a word.

"Is this a hairpin for you? Or is it really? Don't move, let me touch it, just take a moment. Sigmund reached out and touched it.

"Can you be polite? Don't mess with me, okay? You see, my hair is all scratched by you. "The purge is resistant.

"I'll just touch it, but I didn't touch it." Sigmund watched as the Clearer ran away.

"What is your great plan?" Suran ran around on a mass-produced battleship.

"That doesn't call your great plan, it should be said to be our great plan, didn't the Evolver tell you? It's a great plan. The Cleaner began to intoxicate himself.

Sigmund snuck closer, and today he had to touch the corner of the Clearer's head.

"It didn't grow on your head! I thought it was something on your head. Sigmund finally touched it, and touched it several times.

"Whether it's a river bend in a flood or a comet in the sky, it's part of our plan, and when the plan is complete, I'll beat Sigmund first." The purging person writes down this account first, and then calculates it later when he has the opportunity.

"Come, come, eat." The purifier brought a basin directly.

"Huh? Is it okay to find out over there? The Cleanser watched as the Purifier held a tall pot in his hand.

"Well, this thing may be the ultimate fear, but don't worry. We'll have a way, let's eat first. The purifier stuffed the basin directly to Suran.

"I said, did you bring all the pots?" Sigmund thought it was soup or something, "Aren't you afraid of spilling it?" Take a bowl. ”

"Eat a hamburger, do you want a bowl?" The Purifier called everyone else.

"The seniors of the enterprise, the sirens are currently eating together, and the mass production around them has not retreated." Essex just went to check it out.

"You don't have to worry, just leave it to me, I'll definitely get it done tonight." The Creator immediately went back to the Test Tower.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, several people from Ciel also returned, and at eleven o'clock, except for the creator who had returned, everyone else was waiting at the gate of the blue route.

Passing the time through small talk, the Inquisitor did not keep a straight face, but was teaching Simmonley how to design a sports car.

"You can play, don't play too big, don't point the cannon at your own people." The Inquisitor looked up and saw that the Cleaner was messing around with the others.

"No, he touched me." Taking advantage of Sigmund's lack of attention, the Clearer punched Sigmund in the face.

"Ahh Isn't this a headband? When Twilight heard this, I was also curious, and I touched it.

"Can you talk without moving?" The Clearer was annoyed, "I've found a new gadget in the Northern Union to show you my ice carving skills." ”

The clearer looked left and right, and saw that there was a mass-produced aircraft carrier on the left, and there were several carrier-based aircraft on the aircraft carrier, so he struck a ray of light, and the mass-produced aircraft carrier was completely frozen, forming a thick ice shell.

"Are these people celebrating with fireworks? It feels quite lively. "The company did not dare to relax for a moment, standing in the port and staring at these people.

"Who knows what they're doing? But it's also rare. But it feels, it's good, after all, it's much better to have a righteous enemy than a mean friend. "Belfast looks at the fireworks in the sky.

"Eat less, you see you're fat. Be careful which day turns into the lunar hemisphere also. When the time comes, you won't be able to run, I tell you, don't eat, get up and move! "Simmonley has already drawn the drawings, but it doesn't look like a sports car.

It looks like an armored car with two drills, and something like a barrel.

"This is good, I think it can be put into production, and it is even better than the current use." The Inquisitor felt that he could make this thing.

Just so you don't have to be afraid of those ruins, just run over them.

"What is that?" Guanghui heard someone playing the harp and immediately walked out of the house.

"There it is." Hood handed the telescope to a large group of radiance, unicorn pomelo, and recklessness.

"This piano sound, I can only say, it's better not to listen to it for too long, this piano sound, it's too quiet." Richelieu felt that the sound of the piano was particularly empty.

"What's in the lunar hemisphere?" Winterreel had just reacted.

"It's just fat balls." Simmonley had a knife and was scraping the deck of mass production.

The Clearer sat on the deck, looking intently at a contour map.

"I say, are you so attached to my hair?" The Cleaner senses someone approaching him.

"Well, it's quite soft, weren't you also in Beilian at that time? Then why, didn't you come to help us at that time? Sixin didn't reach out and touch the horns on the head of the clearer, "It looks like a bull demon king, I don't want to touch it, stay away from me." Sixin took a few steps back.

A group of people waited slowly, all waiting for news from the Creator,