Chapter 82: A Strange Scene

Lin Wan was a little puzzled, she felt that it was normal to need energy, and she needed energy to do anything.

She wondered: "If they want energy, give them energy, anyway, it was meant to be given, and isn't the power of faith itself an energy?" ”

Tang Xuan's expression became serious: "Do you know how much they want?" ”

Lin Wan was puzzled: "How much?" ”

Tang Xuan stretched out his arms and gestured a large area: "It's not enough to drain the entire federation, what they want is the energy of the whole world." ”

"All over the world, can they eat it?"

Lin Wan raised her eyebrows.

She didn't expect the immortals to be so greedy.

The immortals in her impression are not cannibalistic fireworks, they shouldn't be so greedy in this matter, and why do they want so much energy?

Tang Xuan boldly said his guess: "Do you remember what I told you before, in order to survive the end, the immortals built a small world independent of the main world, and now their small world is on the verge of collapse, but they are unwilling to give up that small world." ”

Lin Wan frowned: "Isn't the outside world better than their small world, why do you always want to restore the small world, and then hide in the small world?" ”

Tang Xuan shook his head lightly: "I don't know, maybe I don't have confidence in the end of resistance." ”

Lin Wan snorted disdainfully: "I'm afraid that I can't see the shadow of the end, so I'm afraid of being like this, and I'm still an immortal, so I'm better to be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

Tang Xuan said helplessly: "They have personally experienced the end, maybe the end is really strong enough to make them desperate." ”

Lin Wan restrained her little emotions, she knew that Tang Xuan had a point. She had never seen the End, the ignorant were fearless, and she didn't know what it was like to despise the End, and the Immortals had already been destroyed by the End......

Because the immortals who ruled an era ended at the end, the fate of the Federation may not be better than that of the immortals, and maybe they will be destroyed by the revived ancient gods before the end comes.

Lin Wan said worriedly, "Can we defeat the end?" ”

"I guess I can." Tang Xuan paused for a while and then said, "I must be able to." ”

His voice was a little unconfident.

Lin Wan's eyes flashed with a hint of worry about the future, she no longer asked Tang Xuan this question, but clicked on her watch to contact the leader's office.

"Meet again, is there any new progress in the negotiations?"

The other end of the picture is not the leader, but a member of the leader's think tank, and this person is mainly responsible for contacting Tang Xuan and the two during this time.

Tang Xuan didn't have ink, he handed over the recording of this negotiation to Lin Wan and uploaded it to the other party, and then said, "First produce the subgodhead-Zhao Gongming, and he will investigate the situation of the federation as an envoy of the immortals." In addition, the next round of negotiations will be much more serious, and you have to prepare a negotiation material for me. ”

The first two times I met with the white-robed Hongjun, they talked about verbal conditions, and they were basically the conditions that Tang Xuan took for granted, and there was no federal participation.

The specific details of the future negotiations will be finalized, and the federation is more professional in this matter, so Tang Xuan can rest assured that they will do it.

The members of the think tank said from the bottom of their hearts: "Mr. Tang Xuan, thank you for your selfless help to the Federation. ”

So far, Tang Xuan has not received any benefits from the Federation, not even a single credit.

Tang Xuan didn't care.

He simply wanted to help the Federation, and the so-called deal was just an excuse for the Federation to accept help with peace of mind. He didn't want anything from the Federation, and he couldn't give the Federation what he wanted.

Tang Xuan asked, "How long will it take to produce a sub-godhead-Zhao Gongming?" ”

The members of the think tank did not hide it: "The materials for the production of the subgodhead have long been prepared, and the finished product can be produced in three days if it is fast." ”

Lin Wan said with a complicated look in her eyes: "It will take us a month at that time. ”

"The Federation collects materials faster than your Lin clan, saving a lot of time." The members of the think tank lamented, "The Lin family is the best enterprise in the whole federation, and the study of the ancient gods is also deep, if only you were still here." ”

After receiving the Lin Clan's technological gift, the Federation knew how far the Lin Clan had gone in the field related to the ancient gods, which was completely beyond the reach of the Federation.

In fact, if it weren't for the [Extreme Ancient] ruining the way for the birth of a new god, it would be entirely possible for the Lin clan to become a family of gods. Their departure was very uncomfortable for the Federation.

Lin Wan was silent.

The words of the think tank members evoked her grief.

Seeing this, Tang Xuan immediately spoke: "If there is nothing else, hang up, and contact me when you inspire Yashen-Zhao Gongming." ”

"Okay, goodbye."

......

A huge fleet of more than 10,000 ships sailed into the Shaoyang Galaxy in a space jump.

Every warship in this fleet is an absolute active capital ship, enough to sweep through any small interstellar force on the outside.

They were the Fuxi legions that were on an expedition here.

In order to understand the situation of the planet where the ancient gods lurked, the Fuxi Legion contacted the local garrison while observing through its own observation methods.

"This is the Fuxi Legion!"

"Call the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

Powerful ultra-long-range communication signals penetrate thousands of light-years and cover the entire Shaoyang Galaxy.

"This is the Fuxi Legion!"

"Call the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

"This is the Fuxi Legion!"

"Call the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

“......”

In the empty deep space of the universe, the Fuxi Legion is a signal source, constantly sending signals outward, but not a single ray of signal returns.

"General, no one answered."

The communications soldier said to Yin Huazang, who was holding a water cup, in confusion that he had been in the army for three years and had never encountered a situation where he could not contact the local garrison after jumping to a certain place.

The communications officer guessed, "Their communication system may be malfunctioning." ”

Yin Huazang grabbed the water cup, and the keen sense of smell honed by the battle formation made him sense that something was wrong, and he immediately issued three orders in a row: "Raise the alert level of the fleet to wartime, release space buoys on the target planet, and report the situation to the North Star." ”

"Yes!"

Yin Huazang's order was carried out, and the huge but not bloated fleet slowly moved like a revived giant.

"General, the observations are here!"

"The target planet has changed a lot!"

The reporter's voice sounded very startled, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Yin Huazang took a deep breath.

He raised his hand and pushed the frame of his eye, and many pictures and videos appeared on the lenses. In the image, the originally barren uninhabited planet is bustling with activity, and the surface of the earth, which is completely unsuitable for human life, is covered by countless playgrounds of all sizes.

"Hehe, I've lived for a long time and can see everything."

Yin Huazang was not frightened, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and issued another order: "Release the near-Earth probe and figure out what the hell is going on there." ”