"What are your plans," Xiao Fei asked the moment he returned to the Star Residence.

"Unless there is absolute strength in this chaotic situation, all plans are just words on paper. In a word, it's over, since it's a competition, fighting is essential. Whoever is not convinced will scold him, all the way to the end, and hit the sky" Meng Xingchen's eyes burst out with endless fighting spirit.

In the past, he liked to strategize and have a careful plan for everything. But since the battle of Dongling Fortress, he has learned that the so-called plans and strategies are only effective at the same level, and once the strength is far surpassed, then there is no need to think about it at all, just fight.

Xiao Fei and Dyson Locke glanced at each other, they both felt that Meng Xingchen in front of them seemed to have changed, he always liked to solve problems plainly and plainly, but now the one in front of him is almost a war maniac.

"Are you okay?" asked Xiao Fei with some concern.

Meng Xingchen naturally knew what he was asking, but he just shook his head and said, "Strength is the last word, under the law of the forest, the strong live and the weak die." Just like we humans have to participate in the competition now, although it seems to be very fair on the surface and follows the rules of the civilization circle, if the forces that do not participate will not be protected by the so-called civilization circle, then Onulli can justifiably kill them.

If we have enough human strength, will he dare to make a competition, and now we have not really been thoroughly recognized by the hierarchy, and the corresponding protection is still very little, if this group of invaders is beaten out. We will have a chance to breathe, and we can even counterattack the past, so as to expand our territory and divide our resources. ”

"Xingchen is right, the snowball effect is the hardest thing is the small snowball at the beginning, once it really rolls, it will be much easier." Uncle Black finally put aside his weapon model program and joined the conversation between the two.

"Uncle Hei, you strive to stabilize the weapon system before the competition, so that you can have more confidence of winning the competition; Xiao Fei's weapons are also optimized as much as possible, although the flying knife is good, it is not conducive to group battles, it is estimated that there will be group battles in the competition, and preparation is what we need at present. I want to stay in the underground vault for the next two days, and wait for the final meeting of the Mercenary Alliance to end, and then return to Earth with them. Meng Xingchen waved his hand and walked straight to his room.

"Uncle Hei, do you think he's really fine" Xiao Fei asked lightly after seeing Meng Xingchen disappear from view.

"We can't help him emotionally, so let's work the management of the Xingchen Residence, it is important to improve our strength, but it is useless if we don't have the underlying forces, I don't see that we don't even have the qualifications to participate in the competition independently 109 Star is just a springboard, the eyes of the stars are not here, but Jupiter, and even the vast universe." Uncle Hei also looked at the figure that disappeared from view, and said slowly.

In the underground secret room, Meng Xingchen sat in the center of the secret room, holding the metal rod in his hand, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "This thing can neither be smelted nor used, can it only be used as a section rod?"

"It can't be smelted because ordinary flames can't be smelted, you must know that most of the demon clan live in the land of volcanic magma, where the flames and environment are much better than our human forging equipment." 6 explained.

"We have magma volcanoes, do you remember the territory that Xia Bing allocated to us at that time, in addition to this liquid lake, there are many volcanic craters in other places, and the ground is full of radioactive metal magma." Meng Xingchen grasped the words magma and volcano. At the beginning, most of the territory that Xia Bing promised him was that useless area, except for the liquid lake, so the overall area that could accommodate people was not large.

6 made a thoughtful expression, then nodded, "You can give it a try."

When the first construction of this settlement, the mercenary alliance used new technology, although the highest building on the ground is only three floors, but the underground foundation is very strong, after all, there is poisonous metal magma underneath, once it erupts, it will kill people.

"Let's use micro-wormholes, we're rich now. You don't have to save money on energy. Meng Xingchen looked at the floor of the secret room under his feet.

A slight feeling of dizziness came, and Meng Xingchen's vision was no longer the thick floor, but a purple-gold lake of metallic magma.

The entire metallic magma flowed and tumbled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a visible purple mist rose on the surface of the magma.

A tremor came from his left arm, and Meng Xingchen looked meaningfully at the egg-shaped tattoo on his left arm

"Qilin reacts to this purple mist," Meng Xingchen said as he held his breath and communicated to 6.

The figure of 6 hovered beside Meng Xingchen, using the anti-gravity device to hold him up in the air, and said, "The purple mist here is indeed harmful to humans, but it is beneficial to you, you try to take a breath." ”

Meng Xingchen slowly adjusted his breath and inhaled a wisp of purple mist from his nose. A hot sensation irritated his throat and then his esophagus. All the way down, the tingling sensation kept intensifying, causing him to immediately burst into beads of lilac sweat.

It didn't matter if he took this breath, the unicorn on his left arm directly formed a small vortex of purple mist and began to frantically devour the mist here.

"Stop," Meng Xingchen almost roared.

However, the Qilin didn't seem to be ready to stop, although it didn't have the intelligence to talk to Meng Xingchen now, but it had become a living thing, and the feeling of hunger and thirst was like a traveler who hadn't drunk a drop of water in the desert for days and nights.

Now the purple mist no longer needs to be absorbed by Meng Xingchen. The purple qi of the entire space was concentrated on the egg-shaped tattoo on his left arm, and in the end, not only the purple mist, but even the purple-gold metallic magma below had a tendency to converge towards the bottom of the vortex

It's over

I can't imagine that I didn't die in the battle of Jupiter, and I was really unwilling to hang up on my own territory in this star

Meng Xingchen's consciousness slowly blurred, and the voice of 6 kept appearing in his ears and in his mind, but he could only vaguely feel that it was 6 calling him, and he couldn't make any response.

He distinctly felt his internal organs and bones melt away from the purple mist he had inhaled.

This purple qi is like a poison, as long as it passes through it, it will become extremely painful, and then slowly turn purple. All the organs were not working properly, and finally the brain, the only place that reassured him, the pineal gland, was not spared

"I'm sorry 6, I may not be able to fulfill my promise and Nina, I hope you are still alive, although they don't believe it, but I believe that it is definitely not a dream You must be in the City of Angels but goodbye, my dear"

This was Meng Xingchen's last sobriety will. When the pineal gland is completely eroded, everything becomes a purple purple world, and there is no top

At the thickest point of this purple mist, the mist had already formed a purple-gold liquid, and Meng Xingchen's entire body was soaked in this purple-gold liquid. There are no boundaries of time and space, as if this place is a place of constant time and space.

A purple-gold mist slowly condensed into the appearance of a unicorn. This unicorn is purple and gold, and the scales on its body seem to be plated with purple gold, and it is full of weirdness, but it does not lose the spirit of a king.

There was a long horn on the top of the unicorn's head, if Meng Xingchen could see it, he would definitely recognize that long horn was not the instrument spirit spear he was used to, but the tail of the spear was directly inside the unicorn's head.

"Is this the human body I am staying in, is it weak and not like words, in order to grow up with peace of mind in the future, I will help one by one" The purple gold unicorn opened his mouth and spewed out a purple-gold flame, igniting Meng Xingchen's body and the surrounding purple-gold liquid