However, even so, the consumption in the simulated combat zone is definitely lower than living outside. After all, compared to those meals that can easily win more than a dozen orders, the life-sustaining system here is still very cheap. Thinking of this, Mo Ran found that with such a method, a large number of students had to spend most of their time performing various tasks. Naturally, the stronger ones will continue to increase their commander level and take on higher missions. And those who lack strength have to take on a large number of low-level tasks in order to make a living, so as to ensure their survival.

This is definitely a win-win-win-win-win for the college.

Mo Ran looked at the tasks that he could do, it didn't take a long time to find them, and the victory point reward was also a good task, it was really not easy, because now a large number of students had entered the simulated combat area, and many tasks were taken away before Mo Ran could see clearly. Previously, their various ranks didn't seem to be of much use, and the more useful ones were the commander ranks.

When Mo Ran checked the task, he noticed that the ranking next to him was already far ahead of the others.

However, most of the missions that didn't take long and rewarded many victory points were combat missions, and Mo Ran's level was not enough to receive such a mission. There was no way, he had to start with the simplest cleaning of the battlefield, but this time he chose a task with a high winning point.

This is a battlefield that has ended the battle, and a large number of battleship wrecks are floating in the universe. This is a border skirmish. Obviously, the result was that the Protoss side was victorious, but he knew from the wreckage of the warships left here that even if the Protoss was victorious, it would be a tragic victory, a large number of drones and battleship wreckage were floating in the universe, he was only responsible for cleaning the battlefield in this area, and some of the wreckage that flew far away would be taken care of by other cleaning ships.

The spaceship that Mo Ran was in was much better than the previous one, although it was still rudimentary, but the robots and flagships were much cleaner, and there were several Protoss personnel operating on the bridge. Everything on the battlefield is recycled, after all, the metal in many pieces of equipment can be smelted and reused. And if the battlefield is not cleaned, these abandoned resources will be obtained by the enemy and will become part of their next attack. So no matter what the situation is, as long as the victory is won, the winning team will recycle all the resources on the battlefield.

It is also because their location is relatively close to the battlefield, so the victory point is correspondingly higher.

Mo Ran sat in the cabin, looking at several small littoral ships patrolling in the distance, those were basically warships controlled by the Protoss Central Processing Unit, and they didn't have many tactics themselves, they could only win by virtue of their numerical superiority, and even most of the time they were defeated.

The undead are different, their warships are basically commanded by the captain, and they rarely use intelligence. In this way, in many battles, the undead will have a great advantage. It is precisely because of this that the Protoss is now increasing the number of warship captains, hoping to compete with the undead. But the universe is so huge, there are so many places to pay attention to, and unmanned warships still occupy most of the combat power of the Protoss.

On the other side, in the depths of the undead, a planet full of death and darkness burns with dark red flames all year round, and countless machines mine the planet. Beyond the planet is a massive device that envelops the entire planet, like a giant ball of iron, enveloping and devouring the planet. Countless resources mined in the planet were continuously used to send this iron ball, and then one after another warships flew out from various places of the iron ball, and of course, there were also a large number of ships around the area to bring the resources of some surrounding asteroids to this iron ball.

Such an iron ball grows in the continuous devouring and obtaining resources.

And in the entire area controlled by the undead, there are hundreds of iron balls like this, and each one is the control center of an area. Just like the Protoss, even if there are many such construction centers, there will always be one main one. And now in the center of this main construction, six figures shrouded in black robes walked down the empty aisle. The surrounding defensive machinery and some undead guards let them walk by as if they didn't see it.

Several small drones flew over them before disappearing into a narrow passage on the side.

This iron ball is like a huge machine, working all the time.

The six figures made their way to the deepest part, into a beautifully decorated room. In the room, a burly Protoss is looking at the panels projected around him, and this Protoss has no color all over his body, like a person in a black and white photograph.

After the six men walked in, it looked up at the others. "You're not welcome here." It said in a low voice in the language of the Protoss.

"We didn't come to ask you to welcome us." The captain of the lead sneered, and then looked around. The surrounding walls are littered with specimens of various rare creatures, and even a specimen of the claws of a starry sky beast. The captain walked under the specimen of the starry beast, and then stretched out his white hand to caress it.

"What are you here for?" The Protoss asked in a deep voice, stopping everything it was doing, it could sense a great crisis from them.

"Either hand over the command or die." The captain didn't even want to look at the other party, but whispered, his hand still on the specimen of the starry sky beast, and he seemed to have a deep affection for this starry sky beast.

"Do you know the price of this sentence?" It's really getting a little angry at this point. Just as it was about to restrain them, a black spear nailed it directly to the wall behind it.

"Don't make a fuss, those won't work for us. We know where you're from, and it's easy to get rid of you. But getting rid of you now doesn't do us much good, so we just want you to cooperate. Otherwise......" It was only then that the captain turned to look at it.

With that, he walked over to the Protoss who was pinned to the wall, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and a black flame jumped on his fingertips. And seeing this flame, the Protoss finally felt afraid.

"Okay, I'll hand over the command." It knows what it can and can't do, and it's clear that cooperating with the other side and handing over command is the best option at this time.

"That's the right choice." The captain smiled, then went straight to where it had been sitting and erased all the 3D projection panels on it. "I need you to use all your strength to find a few people now." After thinking for a moment, the captain whispered, and then took out the picture he had obtained from the mole from his pocket, but the blurry image was completely indistinguishable.

Anchored to the wall, it struggled to take the very blurry picture with its left hand underneath, and it couldn't see the image on it at all.

"This is one of them, and there are a few others that we don't know very well now, but they should be in the Protoss' control zone right now. And what we need you to do is send an all-out war to the Protoss. I think they'll be there soon. The captain said with a smile.

"But we are not fully prepared, and if we start a full-scale war without permission, we will lose a lot." It hesitated a little, after all, it was its brothers and sisters who were going to go to war, and even if the connection between them was very weak, it was not willing to sacrifice at will.

"Do you have more options?" The captain couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and asked, "If there is, I can give you that choice." With that, the captain took the photo in his hand with his backhand.

"No, no, no, I agree, and I'll do it immediately." It replied, clutching the black spear in both upper arms to keep its wound from spreading.

"That's good, just give me a copy of the battlefield information later. Not much else. The captain waved his hand, and the black spear stuck in its chest dissipated, placing it down.

"Captain, do you need us to do anything?" A few people behind the captain asked.

"If you like, you can do whatever you want. Be careful, though, and don't make a big fuss. Otherwise, it's going to be a lot of trouble. The captain reached out and lit it on the table in front of him, and three-dimensional projections appeared in front of him.

"Got it." They are not very familiar with the things in this universe now, and they are just taking advantage of this time to familiarize themselves with their surroundings and seem to be fighting. For those who like to fight, this naturally makes them enjoy it even more.

The wound slowly recovered, and the Protoss didn't dare to stay here longer, so they prepared to withdraw after cleaning up the things scattered on the ground.

"How long will it take you to prepare for a full-scale declaration of war?" The captain crossed his legs onto the table, then put his hands together and asked.

"It will take about six months to concentrate most of the warships, and that is the best time to attack." It pondered for a moment in reply. "If we attack now, not only will we not achieve the best results, but we may even suffer heavy losses."

After stating its strengths and weaknesses, it knew that the person in front of it would agree to its proposal. If the attack is not strong enough, then it will be difficult to lure out the people he needs.

"Well, let's arrange it! We won't be here for long, and as soon as we find those few people, we'll be gone. Of course, if I find that you can't do your job, I will replace you immediately. The captain whispered, and then he just closed his eyes, "If there is nothing to do, you can go and prepare!" ”

It bowed out. This is not a simple matter of moving the fleet around, but an unimaginably large task, and six months is a very tight timeframe. It also needs to consider the deployment of materials and personnel.