Mo Ran looked around, the doctor soon came to a platform, and then walked out, Mo Ran also walked in the direction of the doctor, but he forgot the doctor's words, and after one step into the air, Mo Ran's whole person floated upside down in the blue light where the original doctor was. "It will send you straight over, you don't need to move." The doctor said helplessly. He then reached out and grabbed Mo Ran's ankle and pulled him to the platform he was on. Mo Ran smiled a little awkwardly, he really didn't know.

The doctor placed Mo Ran on the platform at his feet, and then led Mo Ran to the depths of the living quarters. Mo Ran immediately stood up, straightened his clothes, and followed behind the doctor.

There are many paths here, and only the Protoss can walk side by side. "This is where we usually live, and there isn't much to do." The doctor gave a brief introduction. "The Protoss who stay in the living area here are all people who have made significant contributions to the Protoss, if they don't have a major contribution, then they have to pay a lot of money to live in."

Mo Ran was stunned. In other words, this residential area that seemed to be the lowest level of the Divine Tree was actually a place where a large number of elites of the Divine Race gathered, which he really didn't expect. Looking at the large number of rooms built around the inside of the sacred tree, Mo Ran couldn't estimate how many people had gathered here. "It is precisely because of this that many high-civilization creatures come here to study." With that, the doctor stopped, and across from him came a middle-aged man of the Protoss who was also dressed simply. When the two were about two meters apart, they also wrapped their limbs around themselves, bowed their heads, and then passed each other. The Protoss glanced at Mo Ran, who was following behind the doctor, and didn't care much about leaving.

After all, there are also a small number of Quiro here, and compared to the outside world's disparagement of Quero, the Protoss here respect all kinds of life.

The doctor continued to walk forward with Mo Ran, and the Protoss people he met along the way would salute each other, such a scene made Mo Ran a little envious, after all, compared to the Protoss, human beings have not yet reached their state. Just like the Celestial Empire and the allies, although they are still united on the surface, they are not pleasing to the eye in private.

The physician led Mo Ran to a platform, which was circular and surrounded by seven or eight small single rooms, with a stone platform in the middle. Around the stone platform, a few people were talking about something. Although they were all wearing hazmat suits and looked similar, only Wan remained with pointed ears after putting them on.

"I'll take you here, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask your general." The doctor smiled, then turned away.

And Rogge and the others had already seen Mo Ran coming, and when the doctor turned to leave, Wanliu was the first to pounce, and suddenly bumped into Mo Ran's arms, making Mo Ran take a small step back. "Aren't I coming back?" said Mo Ran with a smile. Then he looked at Rog and Blue Butterfly around the stone table, and it seemed that everyone was fine.

"I thought you wouldn't come back." Rog said with a smile, then stood up. "I feel like I'm better at being transparent now." Glancing at Wanliu who was stuck in Mo Ran's arms, Rogge chuckled and said. Blue Butterfly also nodded and laughed.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand and hugged Wanliu. "It's good to be okay." Muttered. Wanliu also hugged Mo Ran tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the next second.

"You're the most injured this time, too close to the hatch." Rogge whispered. "The ones that were a little farther away were protected by the ship's ejected first aid capsule, and you were the only one who was stupidly knocked off by the transport."

"The spaceship still has that thing" Hearing Rogge's words, Mo Ran couldn't help but be stunned.

"Of course, the capsule is near the seat, and when it encounters danger, it will instantly pop out to protect the person in the seat. Otherwise, do you think that the Protoss spaceship will make the commander sitting inside wait for death" Rogge said angrily, "Although it was protected by the first aid capsule, it was also hit very lightly, and I fainted at the time." Speaking of this, Rogge couldn't help but touch his forehead. It was the blue butterfly who saved us by calling for help. But you've been in the universe for a long time, and even though you have a protective suit, you're still exposed to a little radiation. ”

"Why are we here?" asked Mo Ran softly.

"After General Relaya found out about us, he immediately asked General Nohak to send someone to send us to the First Star Zone first, and General Relaya used a little relationship to let us receive treatment here." Rogge looked around, "We'll be waiting for you here after we're healed." You've had a lot of frostbite and now it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with you. ”

Mo Ran nodded. "What the hell is going on," Mo Ran asked softly. He didn't think it was a simple accident, when the ship's speed slowed down significantly. He wouldn't believe it if no one was in control. Although the doctor also said that it was a malfunction of the central processing unit, he would not believe it.

"It's hard to say specifically, and we don't have full evidence." Rogge whispered, then looked at Blue Butterfly. "General Relaya also said it was an accident." Blue Butterfly whispered.

Mo Ran frowned slightly, he had already thought of who it was, there was only one person who had this ability and idea, and that was Glaibert. But he didn't know where he had offended him, and if he said that he had lost a mercenary mission because he had intervened in saving the Yanlong Legion, the other party would not have done so. But from Rogge and Blue Butterfly, he knew that General Relaya wanted him not to investigate the matter.

"Accidents are accidents," Mo Ran thought for a moment and whispered. "By the way, what about the fleet" Mo Ran thought of the Second Brigade of Long Yan, which was still dormant in the fleet.

"The fleet has been repaired, and they have replaced some of the old warships in Cassos, as well as the warships of Alexia and Erwin." Blue Butterfly replied. "The Long Yan Brigade is fine," Mo Ran was most concerned about them at this time.

"The Long Yan Brigade was going back to their station, so they didn't follow."

Mo Ran nodded, after all, the Dragon Yan Legion is still a combat team belonging to the Protoss, and with this incident, I think the Long Yan Legion will be more careful when taking on some extra tasks.

"I received a message that you have been restored." Just as Mo Ran was about to take a break, the projection of General Relaya appeared at the stone table not far away, and then passed through the stone table and came to Mo Ran.

"General." Mo Ran immediately saluted, and Wanliu also left Mo Ran's arms and saluted.

"You've got a new mission." General Ruilaya glanced at Wanliu and said to Mo Ran, "The information you brought back before is very important to the Seventh Star District, and according to the decision of several generals, you will be officially promoted to the commander of the Voyage-class battleship formation. At the same time, Wanliu will be your lieutenant. ”

"Yes, General." Mo Ran saluted. "Alright, you go and get ready, pack up your things," General Relaya said to the Wanliu group. They knew that General Ruilaya must have something to say to Mo Ran, so they naturally left with interest.

"What do you think about this," General Relea asked in a low voice as she approached Mo Ran's side, looking at the Protoss quarters behind Mo Ran. Moran knew that General Relea was asking him what he thought about the attack.

"Accident, isn't it," Mo Ran said with a chuckle. He knew that he couldn't fight Klebert now, but if he could exchange this accident for Kleibert to spare the Dragon Flame Legion, it didn't seem so difficult to accept.

"Thank you for your hard work." Relaya turned his head to look at Mo Ran and said.

"It's nothing, compared to those legionnaires, I just use my brain, and they have to pay for blood and lives." Mo Ran took a deep breath and said.

"Do you know the price of becoming the commander of a fleet of battleships of the Voyage class?"

"You know, isn't it just fighting to the death," Mo Ran said with a sneer. The situation of the Protoss is not good now, and the battle will become more and more difficult to fight in the future, because they are not superior in numbers. If the undead really launched a decisive battle in a short period of time, then as the commander of the long-range voyage-class battleship formation, Mo Ran's final outcome seemed to be the only one.

"It's saving your life." Relaya whispered. "You are now the commander of the Yuanzhou-class battleship formation, if Grebert wants to do it again, he will have to think about the consequences, there are still many commanders of the space-class formation, but there are not so many commanders of the Yuanhang-class battleship formation."

Mo Ran was slightly stunned, he really hadn't thought about such a problem.

"Besides, who said that the Protoss has no hope of victory," said Rylaia chuckled, "as long as there is enough time." We could have the same number of Voyage-class ships as the Undead, but we need time. ”

"The Protoss have found the core element of the Voyage-class battleship" Mo Ran had heard from Cassos about this before, and that was also when General Nohak said it at a meeting. The Protoss had a large number of Voyage-class warships, but due to the lack of core elements, those ships had to be parked in the First Sector all the time. Now that General Relaya is talking about such a thing, it is obvious that the Protoss has found the source of the core element.

"I hope it's not the earth" The element that restricts the core of the voyage-class battleship is naturally the Bosi element, and what General Ruilaya said made Mo Ran worry about the safety of the earth.

"We have a long-term business with mercenaries, and with enough time, our fleet of long-range battleships can compete head-on with the undead." Relaya whispered. Then he looked at Mo Ran on the side. "But the undead don't give us much time, and the time we need is what you create for us." Interstellar Tomb wants to chat with more like-minded people about "Interstellar Tomb", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~