Bai Xiaodang was already stunned. Not only because she didn't expect Li Zhen to have such an arrogant and difficult plan in her heart, but also because she realized that this was the first time Li Zhen had said so many things in recent months.

It's like venting!

This made her feel ashamed of the idea she had about "Shen Mu" before. What's even more ashamed is that when Zeus asks Li Zhen if he would like to be the first to test it, she even wants to stop Zeus from doing so. Because she felt that if Li Zhen could kill his former "friend" for some improper reason...... Then "exclusive glory" may also be possible.

However, at this moment, the suspicion was gone, and she even felt a little sour on the tip of her nose. Actually, I didn't hear anything sensational...... It's just inexplicably so.

"Ah...... That's right. The first time Zeus spoke in this tone seemed to be his most intense way of expressing his surprise.

Then he paced a few steps in place and spread his hands: "I really didn't expect you to do this. Mankind...... It's really hard to trust other people's creatures. Because they are too sensitive and lack sufficient strength. But even if I give you something, even if they believe it, they probably will try to resist - in a way it represents tenacity of willpower, but it could be the way to die. ”

"You have to make them afraid." Zeus waved his hand, as if he really had a beam of thunder and lightning in his palm, "Only strength can bring fear." You've done too much for them, and that's not good. ”

"Knowing the way of superman, right? A fictional character in your worldly realm. Zeus abruptly changed the subject.

"I know what you're going to say." Li Zhen returned him with a wry smile. "I hated Americans when I was younger. Because I loved Superman back then. I often think. is such a great hero with perfect nature, but he always has to be embarrassed. Because whether it's a movie or a TV series, there will always be people who jump out of it and say, we have the law, and we don't need the righteous outside the law. Or some people say that once we get used to the protection of this force, what will become of our worldly realm? ”

"At the time, I thought those people were hypocritical, but then I understood. I've done a lot for them – of course, it's not my strength alone, there are many people behind me. However, even this degree has given some people arrogant self-confidence...... They felt they could try to challenge the Old Gods. ”

"So what else do you think you should do?" Zeus asked him.

Li Zhen smiled: "The Gate of Truth has an A-plan. It's to wake you up. They say that in Olympus is your remains. That is, dried corpses. Now I know that this kingdom of gods is the crystallization of the last round of civilization's top techniques, and even the ancient gods can hide it. Then I don't think I can't hide from human scrutiny. So you're deliberately exposing your position. I don't know what you wanted, but now you've managed to bring me in - or maybe that's in your plans. ”

"But I'm not just anybody...... The Old God cares about me, so it's time for it to spot the anomaly here. If I walk out of here empty-handed. Maybe it will become curious. Want to see what's in store here. So...... You have to help me. Or maybe you've been planning to help me a long time ago. ”

The feeling of owing a favor can be unsettling and unsettling – even if the person isn't human. So Li Zhen didn't plan to ask the other party for anything.

Zeus sighed slightly and said, "Okay." The problem is that I can't use the power of power in front of it. ”

"Then I'll try not to beat you too badly." Li Zhen said with a smile.

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On the night of September 24, 2020. Pacific Ocean, Free Commonwealth of the Northern Mariana Islands.

One of the leaders of the armed group "Front" of the rebel army. Nogbeni-Fetiar is experiencing an uneasy, restless wait.

He is an authentic Micronesian with dark brown, corrugated hair. But unlike most of these races, he is quite tall and at the same time quite athletic. Dressed in a U.S. colonel's combat uniform and heavily armed, he locked himself in a Humvee, holding a pistol in his hand.

You can see the beach through the car window. The white sand beach was lit up by the headlights of the four cars he had brought, and the waves were crashing up in waves. Outside the range of the headlights, there were more than a dozen men in ambush, as well as a squad machine gun. In fact, there were two armored personnel carriers hidden further away, already engulfed by the deep darkness of the night.

In an independent region with a total population of no more than 50,000 men, such a military might have been enough to launch a small campaign and capture a town. Colonel Fitiar, however, did not look confident...... Because he was a little unsure if the news he had received before was only a trap or if the two sides clashed later, the strength he had would be able to survive the first round.

A week ago he had received word that a certain big man had noticed him for something very inconspicuous and had decided to help him.

Fitiar couldn't figure out what that little thing meant—whether he had shot twenty-two Caucasian civilians in a small town he had recently captured, or whether he had announced that he was going to establish an independent republic belonging to the Micronesians. In fact, this is only a small detail, and what really makes him wonder is that the big man seems to belong to one of the high-ranking members of the Republic of Southern Luzon - yes, it is the same Southern Luzon.

Fitiar didn't know why such a big man would notice his own inconspicuous power. Although he was a hegemon in the Northern Mariana Islands, he was only enough to stuff people's teeth compared to the armed forces elsewhere – such as the "Ninth Column" now in South Africa.

But the way of the news is very safe, and the other party also expressed its sincerity some time ago - at the moment, these four or two Humvees and two armored personnel carriers are gifts from the other party. There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, but Fitier really can't think of what the other party wants from him. If what is needed is land, it would be nice to parachute the army directly, so why bother so much? If a surrogate is required...... While he wasn't presumptuous, he felt that Kuwacha in the south seemed to be a little more powerful — they had two tanks.

But in any case, this is an opportunity. He decided to risk his life and give it a try—just as he had come out of the ghetto three years earlier, clutching the pistol in his hand and deciding to give it a try.

Thirty-five minutes had been waited, and the hands on the watch were skewed to 1:25 a.m. Fitiar lit another cigarette irritably, and the reddish light reflected the face of the driver next to him like a ghost.

At this moment, a little white light suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea. The white light flashed three times, then vanished. Then there was a muffled "hum" sound in the originally monotonous sound of the waves, and a space on the lower surface of the sea twisted slightly, and then a conical nose seemed to emerge out of thin air, followed by the oval fuselage behind it and the semicircular thrusters that hung on either side of the fuselage emitting a faint blue light.

Fityar sat up sharply, staring at the flying machine motionless.

He had never seen an airplane of this shape, but he was slightly relieved. The identity of the other party should be confirmed—who could make such a strange thing except those people in Southern Luzon? There are rumors that they have mastered the "black technology" left by aliens on Earth, and Fitier thinks ...... That rumor may be true.

The violent air currents split the shallow waters near the beach, and even the wet sand was dried and splashed everywhere in an instant, as if the beach had become a desert. The aircraft continued forward, eventually hovering less than twenty meters from the Fitiar convoy. At this time, it was already possible to see it in its entirety under the illumination of the light - the nose of the fuselage was a long cone, like a rocket. The back suddenly bulged, as if a large ball had been welded directly to the back of the nose. The plane looked like a balloon, and it was hard to imagine how it could have risen into the air and fly like this.

The nervous inquiring voices of his subordinates were heard over the communicator, asking for instructions on how to act. It was only then that Fityar was freed from the state of being outside the gods, and hurriedly ordered them to stay still. Because he also saw the "honeycomb matrix" under the nose of the plane - if the other party had some plans, it could turn all the surrounding sea sand within a thousand square meters into molten quartz in a second.

He waited another minute in fear before the plane landed. The cockpit glass facing them was inky and the people inside could not be seen. Fetiar thought for a moment and put his hand on the door to push it open.

But the other party moves before him. A door to the left of the nose of the aircraft was opened, and a figure in a black trench coat jumped out. Jumping down behind him were two heavily armed soldiers – a concept that differed from Fitiar's "fully armed". The two soldiers were more than two meters tall and had necks thicker than their heads. Except for the eyes, the whole body was wrapped in dark black individual combat armor, and the two shoulders were bulging, as if they were carrying some small launcher. The metal exoskeletons on the outside of the limbs make them look more sci-fi, and although there are occasional exposed riveted welding nails, this makes them look more and more cold and hideous, with a sense of oppression that is not angry and self-threatening.

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Push a book - the new book of Xianxia by the author of "The Book of the Dead", Ice God, "Pulling Out Demons". (To be continued......)