To Ren Yuan's surprise, waiting in the core control room of Jialanfu Island was not an opponent who was waiting for battle, nor was it a panicked and desperate crowd. There was only Niwa Seno, who sat there calmly as if he had looked down on everything, which made Ren Yuan feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Uh, I said." Ren Yuan scratched his round head and asked tentatively, "What about people?" ”

"Who?" Niwa Senio asked funny

"It's just the people on the floating island, it's not such a big floating island, you're the only one, right?"

"Didn't you kill a lot on the way here?" Niwa Senio chuckled and asked, "Why, Your Excellency thinks that our hospitality is not enough?" ”

"(rè) (qíng) is enough, but..."Ren Yuan glanced around, scattered papers, discarded indoor shoes and broken clothes, water glasses and miscellaneous items scattered next to empty seats, and dozens of screens still running. All of this is a sign that, just now, there were at least double-digit people here fighting to stop themselves.

"It's just, where are the rest of the people?"

"Haven't you killed enough?" Niwa Seno's tone was full of exhaustion and sadness

"It's not a question of enough, isn't it work." Ren Yuan sighed and sat down cross-legged on the command platform in front of Niwa Xianxiong, "It's not easy for me, let's be considerate of each other." ”

"Did you kill Charon?"

"You mean the false god you created, right?" Ren Yuan thought for a while, and replied with a sudden face, "I can't bear to kill it, I just deceived it temporarily, and I have to cooperate with the ministry to deal with it later." ”

"Will the hunters recycle it?"

"Why do you recycle this garbage, of course, destroy it." Ren Yuan waved his hand and sentenced Charon to death.

"What about us?"

"It's the same." Ren Yuan said crisply

"Do you have to do it so much?" Niwa Senio sighed slightly, and said softly, "We have no ability to resist anymore, is it necessary to kill them all like this?" Before today, we were in a state of opposition to the Ministry of Disasters. Now that we have lost, we don't even have a chance to be captives? ”

"That false god of yours is the woman surnamed Mu, who helped you get it, right?"

"Who?"

"I mean Medusa." Ren Yuan said, "Didn't she tell you what her name was?" ”

"I don't know what her last name is, she always calls herself Medusa." Niwa Senio nodded and said, "She helped us make it." ”

"Then didn't she tell you what she would do with the Disaster Department for the Advent faction who created a false god?"

Niwa Senio was silent for a long time, and said, "What do you think of the defense team members you killed on the way here?" ”

"You mean the stitching monsters?"

"Well, that's my independent reality." Niwa Senxiong spread his hands, looked at Ren Yuan and said, "I can forcibly combine different creatures, and they are stronger than their original main body, like forging alloys. And it can completely ignore species, shape, and size. can ignore the gap, combine perfectly, and even form the ultimate creature. ”

"Oh, that's amazing, you're great." Ren Yuan exaggeratedly clapped his hands and praised, "A very powerful independent reality, especially in research, this ability to smooth out rejection is really worth a thousand dollars." ”

"How about I am willing to use the rest of my life to serve you from now on in exchange for the lives of the remaining people of the academy?" Ren Yuan's reaction made Niwa Xianxiong calm down, and there were a few more waves, "I know that your research institute is powerful but lacks materials, how is this deal?" ”

"Huh? You're drunk. Ren Yuan looked at each other funny"

Who do you think you are? So valuable? ”

"That..."Ren Yuan's answer was completely unexpected, and Niwa Seno paused and continued to ask, "What about my (xìng) life alone?" If you don't kill me, I'll go with you, how about it? ”

"Well." Ren Yuanmo rubbed his chin, stretched out his hand to the command platform under the next finger (pì) and asked, "Can you stop this floating island first?" ”

"I can't stop." Niwa Senio shook his head and said, "The route has been set, and it can't be stopped now." ”

"How can the people on this island tell such a super bad excuse when they lie?" Ren Yuan said dissatisfiedly

"I'm not lying to you, the control of Jialanfu Island requires the cooperation of at least thirty skilled workers, and dozens of engineers from the engine crew are also needed." Niwa Seno looked at the empty control room and said lightly, "Even if the (cāo) crew who ran away are rushed back now, the engine room will be empty long ago." ”

"Well, I'll trust you for a while." Ren Yuan smiled noncommittally, "Then I have another question, Mu... Oh, where is the Medusa people? ”

"I used the excuse of checking the preparation (qíng) of the escape submarine, but now I may have escaped, right?"

"She can't escape." Ren Yuan seemed to be comforting Niwa Seno, "On this island today, no one can escape. ”

"Do you accept my conditions?" Niwa Seno asked

"On what terms?"

"For you to work on the disaster department for the end (shēn), for me to survive." Niwa Senio asked, "How is it?" It's better than killing me, right? ”

"The order I received was to completely wipe out all those who had anything to do with false gods." Ren Yuan scratched his head and said helplessly, "If you want to blame, blame you for making things (qíng) bigger, if it weren't for you making a false god, I guess they would really be interested in you." ”

"I can accept the end (shēn) prison (jìn), as long as I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pierced (xiōng) through the chamber by Ren Yuan's sword and nailed back to the seat. The latter said with a sinister smile

"Besides, if you want to negotiate terms with the Ministry of Disasters, what does it have to do with me?"

The chief guard of the southeast branch of the disaster department was Liu Kong, the deputy chief of the Xiaolong Brigade who had just turned over 40 years old, who had just been parachuted in from the headquarters this year.

As a powerful figure with outstanding achievements in the Ministry of Disasters, his resume is full of amazing deeds. For Liu Kong, who is in the prime of life, taking over from his boss who is nearly eighty years old to become the next captain of the Xiaolong Brigade, it seems that only the matter of time left is to stay up to seniority.

And now, it seems that this time problem is about to be erased. The old boss suddenly relieved himself of the position of chief guard of the southeast branch and let Liu Kong take office, which seemed to have nothing unsuitable except for age, but it did not make him happy.

It was an appointment that had to be made.

S City, GD Province, suddenly appeared a sign of a new heterogeneous movement, and the advent faction at home and abroad was eyeing it, wanting to take the opportunity to stir up the wind and rain and get a piece of the pie. As a result, the southeast region, which originally enjoyed peace, was instantly filled with wind and rain (yù), and the situation became treacherous.

At this time, the old boss, who was already old, had obviously not enough energy to command such a huge battle. Therefore, Liu Kong, who has a perfect resume, took over the position of the chief guard of the southeast branch from the left hand of his old boss in advance. The "resistance plan" drawn up for the No. 3 heterogeneous source in the knife department (cāo) himself. As long as Liu Kong properly solves this crisis, then he can smoothly take over the authority of the captain of the Xiaolong Brigade from his old boss.

At that time, he, Liu Kong, will step into the real core power circle of the Ministry of Disasters and become the real "feudal officials" of the Ministry of Disasters.

If things (qíng) can go so smoothly, it is naturally good, but Liu Kong knows very well that things (qíng) will never go so smoothly.

Not to mention the advent faction that stepped into it this time, none of them were good characters. There are the thousand-year-old giants, the crazy people who secretly get the support of the government, the resurgence of local outlaws, and the powerful internal traitors. It can be said that what is in front of Liu Kong is a mess that is so bad that it can't be worse.

And what worries him the most is that the alien who is numbered number three by the ministry. A new heterogeneous source is more than just a disaster. This represents the southeast region, where there is about to be a new research institute for heterogeneous sources, which represents a large amount of resources pouring in, and represents that the southeast region has become one of the most important divisions in the disaster department.

And it seems that he is about to become the leader of the southeast region, and Liu Kong, who takes over this rare opportunity, is like sitting on pins and needles. External problems have piled up, and internal pressures cannot be underestimated. At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, waiting for him to make a mistake that could be used as an excuse to remove him from this position.

Just like his old boss said to him on the day of the handover

"I can't sit on this fire anymore, I old bones. But you're different, you're young. If you can forge yourself into a piece of steel on this fire, you will have a bright future from now on. ”

But that's easier said than done. Liu Kong hadn't sat on this fire for half a month, and he felt that he had lost half his life. In the past ten days, he has forgotten whether he has slept once, more than ten kinds of sleep. And the whole resistance project is like an unfathomable rancid quagmire, and as time goes by, more and more troubles are stirred up, which makes him anxious.

Tonight, after invoking one of the trump cards of the Thunder Dragon Brigade, Qin Tianjian Luodong's (qíng), he finally caught the tail of one of the four Advent factions. Liu Kong immediately made a decision, and immediately ordered the pseudo-god body and the knight to take joint action, and he would use thunderous means to completely eradicate this stinger.

Even though he hadn't had a good rest, Liu Kong, who was waiting for feedback from the front line, still couldn't close his eyes with peace of mind. I brewed a cup of black tea, which was so strong that it turned black, and sat at my desk while browsing the relevant reports while following the progress of the frontline.

When he received the news that the body of the pseudo-god and the knight had successfully landed on the island, and Ren Yuan had infiltrated the island, Liu Kong was a little relieved. I browsed the new research report that I just submitted today. A report entitled "The Suspension Principle and Dynamical System Speculation of Jialanfu Island (i.e., Academic Floating Island)" caught his attention.

Just looking at the title of this report, there is nothing particularly that attracts Liu Kong's attention, but its reporter column is signed by Shangguan Hong, which makes him very concerned. Before tonight, he was probably the person who knew the most about Jialanfu Island in the disaster department, and he was also the direct planner and participant of the landing plan.

Regarding the suspension principle and power system of Jialanfu Island, what is the problem, it is worth it that he suddenly wrote a report with "speculation" on the title today, and sent it to himself, which made Liu Kong very strange. Not to mention this kind of technical (xìng) problem, there is no need to inform myself as the commander-in-chief that the landing operation has begun, so what is the need to speculate now?

With all kinds of questions, Liu Kong clicked on Shangguan Hong's report. The content in it, the opening introduction shocked him, and the sleepiness that had just risen was swept away. Then, Liu Kong, who was full of energy, read the entire report of less than 8,000 words seriously, before leaning on the backrest and breathing a long sigh of relief.

Now, he knew why the report was being given to him, and why after the landing had begun. Shangguan Hong is going to hand himself such a "speculation" report.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Kong pressed the communicator on the table

"Pick me up the Hermit Crab on the front line."