Chapter Seventy-Three: The Spokesperson

On the other hand, Mo Feng didn't sleep lazy, it was rare to have a day off, the fat man was sleeping a lot, not sleeping lazy, his recent performance was obviously in another WU state, he could eat and sleep, this is also a kind of self-repair supplement, no different from the fat man on Mars, this must be the happiest kind of physique.

Mo Feng did some routine training and received Marco's heavenly news, it seems that this guy has found something again.

There was no café outside, but an inconspicuous alley, which scared Mo Feng, this guy was about to become a panda eye.

"What happened?"

Marco looked around, "Boss, something is wrong, a few buddies I often contact are missing." ”

Mo Feng didn't change much, "Have you found anything recently?" ”

Marco nodded, "Didn't you say that interstellar expeditions are frequent a few days ago, I focused on investigating this aspect, and several of my buddies are also very interested in this aspect, plus one of them is still working in the Walter Consortium, so I went deeper." ”

The Walter Consortium, a large consortium with a large number of people on the moon, has a radical style and is extremely unfriendly to the Earth, just look at Landers Walter.

Marco swallowed, "I woke up early this morning and I received his Kepler code ......"

Mo Feng's mind has been perceiving the surroundings, just now there was a feeling of being monitored, although it was a little vague, but this feeling would never be ignored, "Follow me." ”

At this time, the safest place was the organizing committee's residence, and Mo Feng brought Marco into the dormitory.

"Don't worry, tell me about the cause and effect." Mo Feng said with a slight smile.

Marco's spirit also relaxed a little, and he drank two large glasses of water in one go, after all, he was a military cadet, although he had not experienced the real battlefield, he still had this psychological quality.

"His code name is Stalker, he is an authentic moon man, and he can rank in the top 10 in hackers, and the two of us don't know each other, this guy takes pleasure in peeping at top-secret documents, and he entered the Walter Group to get some big news, this is a competition between our hackers, many times this is just self-satisfaction, and it will not be disclosed to the public, after I posted my questions about interstellar exploration, they began to work on this, and then began to disappear one after another."

Mo Feng frowned slightly, "You won't be discovered, right?" ”

"Probably not, none of us will reveal our identities, once there is an abnormality, it will be reduced to zero, so many people, the moon people have no accurate way, it didn't attract my attention at first, until the Kepler code sent to me by the stalker." Marco was nervous with a kind of excitement, "He only left me a message." ”

- Doomsday

Marco looked at Mo Feng, "Boss, what is going to happen, do you know anything?" ”

Mo Feng was completely silent, at this point, he shouldn't be lucky, that is to say, the alien invasion was not accidental.

One possibility is that the Moonmen discovered the aliens, but were planning something.

The second possibility is that the alien race was created by the moonmen, a kind of biological and chemical weapon.

Mo Feng is more inclined to the second type, thinking carefully about the fact that there are many human-like aspects in the attack methods of the alien race, which can only be felt by soldiers on the front line of the battlefield, but there is no deeper association.

It's just that a new question arises, if the moon wants to destroy the earth, or to gain hegemony in the solar system, then why not attack the earth directly?

If the power of the moon people and the power of the alien race attack the earth together, the current strength of the earth will not be able to stop it at all, but the alien race will attack together, and in this process, the sacrifice of the moon is also very large.

Is it for post-war public opinion?

Even Mo Feng's level will not be so stupid and sweet, the winner writes history, if he can achieve an overwhelming advantage, it will not be a problem at all.

This conspiracy is not at all a struggle for hegemony or resources, but more like a ...... To destroy the entire human race?

That's right, it's all about destroying all feelings!

Doomsday.

But why?

Lunatic? What does not exist, even the First World War II, was for hegemony and resources, and now, this war has no purpose, just simple destruction?

It is absolutely impossible, there can be one madman, but it is impossible for a group of madmen to appear.

Mo Feng kept sorting out his thoughts, he couldn't be confused by some branches, and now he should be sure that the appearance of the alien race was directly related to the moon people, and the moon people knew about it.

Now all he needs to know is why, the moon man who is manipulating this war has the purpose of destroying the entire human race.

What is the motivation?

There is definitely a motive, and this motive may be beyond the level of knowledge he currently has.

It is certain that they are very calm and meticulous, and must have greater interests.

Time is enough, and the question now is whether he can break into the inside of this group of people and get a chance to know the truth.

Mo Feng's heart was an indescribable anger, and the feedback was calm, for what, to let an elite group do such a crazy thing, countless soldiers sacrificed for it, and countless families were shattered.

"Boss, boss......" Marco could feel Mo Feng's emotional changes, and even felt the power of an explosion, because he also belonged to the supernatural person, and he was also mentally sensitive.

Mo Feng smiled and rubbed his face fiercely, "Grandma's, I'm a little stunned, Marco, let's stop these things, this may be a game at the top, if we participate in it again, we will play with our lives, cut off all connections, and enjoy life." ”

Marco looked at Mo Feng seriously, "Do you know anything?" ”

Mo Feng looked at Mark and waved his hand, "What do you think I, a student of the Dragon Diagram, can know?" ”

Marco shook his head, "You are not an ordinary student, everything you are doing now can be called incredible, and the direction of the whole event is also given to me by you, Doomsday, did you find something in the interstellar exploration?" Alien? A new habitable planet? Or are the moonmen trying to trick up? ”

Mo Feng patted Marco on the shoulder, "You think too much, this is not science fiction, don't you think my task now should be to win the game and win glory, take a shower, get a good night's sleep, wake up is a sunny day, as for that stalker, a hacker to hack into the network of a consortium, you are stupid to be a person, you will definitely sue him, what message did he send you, maybe he sent it to everyone else, so don't take it too seriously." ”

Marco was stunned for a while, it seems to make a little sense, he is a little bit of a bull's horns, it seems that something big is going to happen, but in fact, world peace, although a little competition, but also benign, where can there be any doomsday, it is simply alarmist, this kind of rumor has not disappeared since the formation of human society, and he even has the potential to be fooled by a cult.

The door opened, and the fat man walked in with a worried face, "Ah, Marco, you're here too, did you bring anything delicious?" ”

"If you hurry, you should be able to catch lunch." Mo Feng looked at the time and said.

"Ah, lunch, where is my breakfast, God, my breakfast, how can I fight if I can't eat enough!" The fat man hurriedly went back to clean up, and he would be desperate if he missed lunch again.

Marco couldn't cry or laugh, "Isn't he eliminated, what is Ming'er still fighting?" ”

"Didn't you watch yesterday's game, he has already passed the second round......," Mo Feng said.

Round-round? Marco was a little blind, he was a little stunned in the past two days, he really didn't watch it, and hurriedly opened Tianxun and found the EM channel only to find that Longtu Academy was about to become the spokesperson of EM.

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