Long Yun smiled and looked around at the low-level cultivators who were looking around, and said in a faint voice:

"Except for Luo Tiezhu and Zhong Tianhao, the two deputy commanders, there is no competition with Long?"

The onlookers of the legion members witnessed the two deputy commanders with the highest cultivation level, who were seriously injured and defeated in a few battles with Long Yun, and they all had a deep fear of this new commander, how could they dare to oppose it again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Where Long Yun's gaze swept over, all the low-level cultivators were silent and did not dare to look directly.

"We are willing to obey Commander Dragon's orders!" I don't know who said this, and the others hurriedly chimed in:

"We are willing to obey Commander Dragon's orders!"

"Okay, since you are willing to obey the command, Long Mou has set a rule for you today, from now on, those who violate the order will be killed!" Long Yun's face froze, and he said to the hundreds of legion members who were watching around.

"Understood, I'll obey orders!" A group of militants who had seen Long Yun's methods did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly answered.

"Alright, everybody keep training!" After Long Yun finished speaking, he spread out his body and fled to his office on the first floor of the building.

As Long Yun flew into the hall, his mind began to scan the entire hall.

It's better to be an abandoned lab than a hall.

There are dozens of devices in it, giving people the feeling of entering a biochemical laboratory.

On the north side of the workshop, somewhere on the wall that looked cleaner, there was a black desk, which seemed to be the legion commander's office mentioned in the bloody materials, and it didn't look like a grand office at all.

It seems that the so-called death legion garrison composed of these low-level cultivators of the Earth Liberation Front is really chaotic enough.

Long Yun's brows furrowed slightly, and after the brain database confirmed the location of the map coordinates again, his figure fled towards the desk.

The ground next to the desk fluctuated, and Long Yun appeared, and after carefully inspecting the abandoned workshop, he began to get busy.

In the following time, Long Yun Chuanyin called Liu Tiezhu and Zhong Tianhao, the two deputy commanders, and gave them the order to clean up the abandoned equipment in the workshop and rearrange the hall.

Although it is working in the inner workings of the enemy, on the surface, it is necessary to be conscientious and passable.

Liu Tiezhu and Zhong Tianhao naturally did not dare to slack off, and beckoned a group of militants to start getting busy.

After half a day's work, the garbage in the originally dilapidated workshop was cleaned up, and the desks and related communication equipment were also rearranged according to Long Yun's intentions, and it finally looked like an office.

Long Yun put his hands behind his back, looked at the fairly clean workshop, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

In this way, the task of taking over the Death Legion is finally completed.

Long Yun summoned more than a dozen cultivators who were cultivating at the third level or so in the Peiyuan Period, and after arranging for the guard tasks near the hall to be in charge, he began to count the equipment and personnel of the entire legion.

A day later, Long Yun counted the equipment and personnel of the entire Death Legion, and the data was basically consistent with the information provided by the Blood Demon.

Long Yun put his mind at ease, and the rest of the time was to wait for the Earth Liberation Front to issue the order to attack, and after getting the target coordinates, report to the headquarters of the Domestic Operations Department, so that the member states of the Star Security Organization could make preventive preparations in advance.

At the same time that Long Yun took over the so-called Death Legion of the Earth Liberation Front, it was located at the bottom of the sea at a depth of 10,000 meters in a vast uninhabited area in the North Pacific Ocean.

A water area of hundreds of thousands of square nautical miles, the sea surface often has huge whirlpools, 12 or more hurricanes pass through the nameless sea area.

Because there are no islands, no fresh water, no vegetables and other conditions for human survival, and the sea conditions are extremely harsh.

No fishermen have ever fished in this area, not even the submarines and warships of the military of various countries.

An area of tens of square nautical miles on the dark ocean floor was shrouded in a mysterious blue light.

In the center of the mysterious blue light, a strange vibration spreads over tens of square kilometers of the seabed at a depth of 10,000 meters, and changes the water temperature in this area.

In the water where the shock ripples, aquatic life is extinct.

In the center of the blue light mask, a huge spaceship covered in pitch black and made of some kind of metal lay silently.

Obviously, this blue light is emitted by this huge spaceship.

The ship's pitch-black surface was unusually smooth, with no signs of rust.

In a blue-glowing cabin inside the spaceship, a middle-aged white man dressed as a professional bank manager in a crisp suit with his hands behind his back listens to a report from a tall black man who is none other than the leader of the Earth Liberation Front, codenamed Phantom.

"Holy Pupil, is there still no news from the Savior Fleet?" The Phantom asked, looking at the big black man in the white coat.

"Report to Mr. Phantom, there has been no reply to the message we sent to the Savior Expeditionary Fleet so far, but judging from the sudden blue light and strange vibrations of the spaceship, it is clear that some kind of information has been sensed, otherwise the wreckage of this spaceship has been at the bottom of the sea for so long, and there has been no movement, there is no reason to suddenly glow." The Holy Pupil said, glancing at the blue light of the sea outside the spaceship.

"Now you know how long this Savior Planet spaceship has been down here, right?" The Phantom asked, looking back at the Holy Pupil.

"During this time, we have made some progress in the translation of text and data in the spacecraft navigation system, and the converted time should be about 20,000 years from now." The holy pupil in a white coat glanced at the phantom, and his expression was a little secretive.

"Twenty thousand years, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Mr. Phantom, who was dressed in a suit, asked in some surprise when he heard this.

"It should be true, according to the time conversion method of the earth, it is indeed 20,000 years." The Holy Pupil replied in the affirmative.

"20,000 years, the written history of human beings is only a few thousand years, 20,000 years ago, human beings may not have evolved a language that can communicate effectively, and the Savior Planet has built such an advanced spaceship, it seems that the Savior civilization is advanced, which is not something that human beings can imagine." Mr. Phantom looked horrified and lost in thought.

"Mr. Phantom is right, the degree of development of the technology of the Savior Planet is indeed unimaginable, the wreckage of this spaceship has been immersed in such a deep seabed for so many years, the huge water pressure and corrosion of the seawater not only did not cause any damage to the hull, but the life support system inside was also intact." There was admiration in the words of the Holy Pupil.

"Since we can survive in this spaceship for a long time, it means that the living environment of the Savior Planet should be similar to that of the Earth, so it seems that the Savior should also need oxygen and water." The Phantom said as he looked at the blue light of the sea outside the ship's porthole.

"Yes, judging from the life support system in the spaceship, the life characteristics of the Savior Planet should be similar to that of Earth, otherwise all this is a bit puzzling." The holy pupil in the white coat replied.

"Continue to research the spaceship, and send messages to the Savior Planet and the departing fleet without interruption, and notify me as soon as there is a reply." The phantom, dressed as a professional manager of the bank, commanded the tall black man in the white coat.

"Don't worry, Mr. Phantom, we'll dig deeper and contact the Savior Planet." The Holy Pupil glanced at the Phantom and replied in the affirmative.