Plans never change fast.

Just as Liu An was full of the feeling of the Great Demon King, he felt that he was coming with the malice of the entire world.

A dialog box pops up in front of him.

Or more appropriately, it's called a notification bar.

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【Urgent Mission】

Enter the Montaragu E354b-125 plane

The soul has been saved (after the mission fails, it will be reborn at the cost of sacrificing the sacred tree at the core of No. 001 of the [Mountain City (E-C) Sanctuary World], and all the items and equipment carried will be lost, including points G points, and at least 10% of the body and soul will be reborn and deteriorated, which is manifested as memory loss, decreased ability, loss of strength, etc.)

Mountain City (E-C) Level 4 Passage Clearance Grant (valid only for this plane)

Mission Objective 1: Survive and restore the ability to build a space beacon

Objective 2: To save at least 100 intelligent races (including humans), with no less than 1 million individuals per race, from destruction

[The scene enters the countdown for 30 seconds]

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Liu An turned countless thoughts in an instant.

Mandatory tasks?

I'm at this level, and there is still a survival option? It seems that the focus is on the word "resilience......

Will this Montaragu plane suppress my abilities?

What is Level 4 channel permission?

Building a Space Beacon?

It looks very dangerous, and there has never been a precedent for preserving souls......

……

At this time, he was still in the business class of the passenger plane, holding an A4 printer paper in his hand, and the "Overview of the Relationship between Highly Educated Porcelain Touchers and the Legal System in Greater America" compiled and edited by the proprietress of the commercial group.

Liu An stood up.

[The scene enters the countdown for 28 seconds]

"Uh, sorry, I can't seem to go shopping with you guys"

Reached out and touched Miss Qin's forehead in the position next to her. The eyes of the proprietress and a stewardess who were serving were focused.

Miss Qin was stunned for a moment, and the information flowed into her mind from the hand that caressed her forehead, and she frowned.

"What's going on, this kind of thing has never happened"

"Hasn't it happened now?"

Qin Yue, like Liu An, doesn't care about the world's eyes, she instinctively feels that the situation is abnormal. Without saying a word, his head arched towards Liu An's body, but it was bounced back.

[The scene enters the countdown for 22 seconds]

"Looks like I'm going to have to go by myself this time."

The stewardess who was pouring coffee for Russell with a coffee pot obviously understood Chinese, and while serving, she also listened curiously to their conversation.

Liu An glanced at her with a smile, and then said:

"You stay here and watch your home, so that everyone is ready for battle......"

[The scene enters the countdown for 17 seconds]

After saying that, he didn't care about the shock, and a blue giant egg appeared in the cabin. The stewardess widened her eyes and covered her mouth in surprise as she watched his figure enter and disappear into the dome.

The two figures were bounced out by the disappearing blue dome, and they were Suomi and Sophie, who rushed forward at high speed that ordinary people could not catch with the naked eye.

Qin Yue stood up and stretched out his arm to stop them, watching the giant egg disappear.

Shen Sheng said:

"Don't make a mess for the owner......" turned to send Yu'er, "Sister Yu'er, book a return ticket immediately"

The two fists are clenched tightly.

"Understand"

The fish sent to the fish immediately found the mobile phone that was still violating the air safety flight regulations at this time. Dial the number.

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Before he lost consciousness, Liu An didn't think anything could make him unconscious.

He flew at high speed in a pitch-black passage.

It is surrounded by many points of light.

It's getting faster and faster. These points of light are pulled into tadpole shapes.

"Something seems wrong......"

The strength of his mind made him realize that his thoughts were slowing down.

At the end of the distance, there was a bright light, white and dazzling.

In the moment that gushed out, he suddenly realized.

Spewing......

It's a fucking compulsory course for him every night, and a lot of squirts into a certain boss lady. It's just that now it's being spewed, and he's just one of them.

"I ......"

He lost consciousness and had only thoughts on his mind:

Don't be a piece of toilet paper on the other side......

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It is inevitable to stand out among tens of billions of siblings, in fact, everyone is a winner in life at the initial starting line.

From single cells there is only one frame at a time, and each frame is 2 minutes of thinking speed. Growing into a newborn's incomplete brain, he still felt as if he had experienced the pain of reusing 286 after experiencing the intelligent light brain, and gradually became warm and suffocating from the darkness without feeling, and finally struggled out, or was squeezed out of the narrow and constricted passage, and breathed the first breath of air in the pure and tender lung lobes.

He just wanted to say six words.

"I'll give you a lung!"

But in the end, what came out was an unusually loud and breathy cry, and the nascent pronunciation system was not yet able to accept the complex instructions from the mind.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~Wow~"

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When Liu An buried the woman who gave birth to him, he was just seven years old in this world.

The woman's name was Wen Xin, and she died of pneumoconiosis, sepsis, malnutrition, and overwork.

In the first two years, Liu An was not able to do something for her, and by the time he had the ability to do something, she was already terminally ill, and he did his best to save her life for five more years.

Liu An retrieved a metal coffin from the garbage mountain and buried the woman's body on a cliff that was constantly windy all year round, which was the closest place to the sky, and the violent electromagnetic storm could wash away all the filth of the world.

Afterward, he calmly walked into the gathering place using a metal "dagger" that had not been polished at all, with edges filled with notches and jagged irregularities. All the men who touched Wen Xin, no matter what kind of touch, were cut into pieces at once.

This process took half a month, and the inhabitants of fourteen gathering places went crazy.

Liu An didn't have a trace of guilt and pity, Wen Xin's sepsis, malnutrition and overwork were because she desperately used her body to get rid of the man here. gave Liu An, who was still as fragile as a baby at that time, in exchange for milk and nutrients, and in just two years, her body completely collapsed.

There are also very few good people in the gathering place.

He will never forget the scene when Wen Xin was beaten by several thugs until he vomited blood and snatched most of the food while holding the food that had been kept after being deducted, and his mother would always leave her share of food for the child.

An old guy named Crazy Joe was knocked off half of his skull with an iron rod, because when Liu An was in a bad mood, this old thug used a very dick posture to buy human flesh from him.

No one dared to speak to him anymore.

The people cowered in dark corners and looked at his diminutive figure with fearful eyes, breaking open one door after another, and cutting the people inside into pieces. The person who was tortured the longest was slashed three thousand times by the strange-shaped dagger, and he did not die even though his internal organs were exposed, and he hung salt water and howled miserably for three days and three nights before ending his life.

Half a month of madness, like half a month in hell.

It wasn't until two hours after he walked out of the gathering place that people gradually came out to move.

The corpses on the ground were quickly and silently dragged into the dilapidated houses......

Dry, dust-filled air always turns pieces of meat into jerky before the rate of decay.

Later, someone saw Liu An active in the area of the garbage mountain, which is full of electromagnetic storms all year round.

It was originally a forbidden area for life. Since then, no one has approached it.

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It's a huge planet, just how big is it. Liu An has no way of knowing now.

In seven years, if it weren't for the Condor World Realm, he had just figured out a set of internal exercises that could be cultivated under the lower-level Poor Demon World Realm, and whether he could survive in such a harsh environment was two words.

Those with weak mental power are only a line stronger than ordinary people, let alone activate the magic shield, and they can't even move a spoon. The vast amount of magical knowledge is useless in this world, at least at this time, it is useless, it can be said that it is completely no different from the pseudoscience of fantasy, and after seven years of cultivation plus ten months, it is only the situation of first-class experts in the martial arts world. Not to mention the main cannon of the spaceship against this world, even the large-caliber cannon can kill him.

This is when the benefits of his vast knowledge reserve become apparent.

Magic can't be played, and there is still technology.

The name of the planet is unknown, but it serves as a huge dumping ground for garbage.

Thousands of kilometers of garbage are piled up like mountains, some towering into the sky, from metal-coated nail clippers and used toilet paper to scrapped or decommissioned spaceships.

For the many irrationalities in this world, he is really powerless to complain, and just wants to weakly ask, "Isn't there a concept of garbage recycling......?" "It's a pity that no one around him can answer his question, and it can only be attributed to the setting of the 25th World Lu Realm of Xiaobai's author (guess which author's Shi Lu Realm, hehe)......

There's a lot of stuff in the garbage that's full of slots.

For example, a mecha made of I-shaped steel, that is, the kind of steel similar to railroad rails, is welded with joints, and the height is at least 3 meters and the maximum is more than 10 meters. Let's not talk about the skinny turtle style full of cottage atmosphere, maybe it can be a little more powerful after filling in the external armor?

The spaceships full of garbage mountains are already in the era of the universe, whether in space or in the atmosphere, there are wooden mechas that have been blasted by specialized combat aircraft? It's also a bit useful for planetary ground combat, right? And even if it's a planetary ground battle, it should be the kind of humanoid exoskeleton armor of a single soldier in "StarCraft" that is the king, are the engineers and scientists in this world maliciously selling cuteness?

Inside the ship, although the glass is reinforced, and the console is not the control panel model of the factory floor in the sixties, which is very modern, it is obviously wrong to click on the technology tree, and there are more than 1,200 various buttons on one seat, and the complexity of its operation is outrageous.

The operation inside the mecha is also purely a test of the IQ limit, which may be the upper limit or the lower limit...... Six crystal screens enclose a circle and a half, each of which corresponds to the upper and lower two computer keyboard-like consoles, and the specifications of all twelve consoles are exactly the same except for a few keys, and with the pedals under their feet, they need to input special text instructions on the keyboard to make corresponding actions.

After observing hundreds of examples, Liu An came to this conclusion in his mind.

At the same time, I also recalled the descriptions of some mecha novels on the starting point online school:

"XXX classmates brought countless afterimages with their hands, and frantically drove the OOO mecha on the console in the cockpit, rushing to whoever ......"

"He glued to the screen ......"

"Who is feeling a lot of psychological pressure...... Both hands also brought up countless afterimages on the console......"

“……”

"I just want to say, Nima forced it"

He gave the middle finger to the sky. (To be continued......)