Sosuke Sagara drooped his head, he would get his tools in three hours, and he was going to polish and wax three Imperial warships that looked several kilometers horizontally, believing that this job would allow him to do nothing else in his lifetime - if we still don't find the World Realm teleportation coordinates for "Full Metal Mania" in the end.

Of course,I still sent him a helper.,A full-featured spaceship maintenance robot made by Little Bubbles when he was doing homework,Although the little girl is still some distance away from growing into a qualified parent machine,But the kind of robot she made is really nothing to say,Under the influence of the gene of the hidden violent maniac in Bubbles,The maintenance robot made by Little Bubbles carries a full set of heavy machine gun laser cannons, particle gun resonators and photon cannons, including heavy soldier equipment,It can be said, On the battlefield, this robot can do anything except not be able to maintain the ship......

Obviously, the robot sent to "help" was not in charge of helping to polish the ship, but was used to watch Sosuke Sagara, and it was a bit uneasy to let such a bomb maniac get close to my precious spaceship......

"Well, Sousuke Sagara has already been punished, and if he can't find his hometown, it's ...... to face that guy"

"Hard labor for life," said Beodal bluntly, "justice, Hades. ”

The most tiring part of talking to Sparta is that you have to make up a grammatical sentence in their concise vocabulary, although the soldier should speak concisely and crisply, but how will you get pregnant if you say one more word?

Uh, I'm heavy-mouthed.

"Now let's talk about your problems," I focused my headache on Beodar's cumin-scented biceps, and when I was talking to Sosuke Sagara I was exchanging information with my sister, according to her observations, this Spartan warrior in front of me could cause no less trouble than Sergeant Sagara, "why is it not in the barracks assigned to you?" What do you not use the clothing and daily necessities we provide, and more importantly...... Why don't you take a bath? ”

I'm a little suspicious that Sosuke Sagara didn't just lay mines as a "warning", so wouldn't that kid retaliate because he was indignant because he lived next to these Spartans?

"Sparta doesn't need those"

Beodar answered my question in just eight words.

That is, true Spartan warriors don't touch anything that could cause them to become vulnerable, right? Including comfortable barracks, beautiful clothes, hot showers, detergents, pirated discs of female artists who are both virtuous and artistic, and stereo combinations, you don't want these things, right?

But you can't spread the ground in front of the barracks every day, build a bonfire in the open air on the street, insist on baking every food to eight minutes of burn, and more importantly, don't wash off the blood marks on your body until now

When I presented these objective facts, and asked whether there was a clause in Spartan customs that "you should not bathe for the rest of your life", Beodar finally said a rather long sentence: "Do not wash away the blood until the battle is still won."

Hiss - I have a toothache.

The battle is still going on? In other words, these muscular fools have become extremely convinced that this magical and strange place is the underworld, and after their "death", there is still a fierce battle going on on the battlefield, waiting for them to be resurrected to win, so until I "resurrect" these Spartans, they will always think that their battles are still going on, and they will always live according to the standards of the battlefield, until they return to the battlefield and become a piece of rotten meat of history?

The Spartans can't afford to be hurt

But if you think about it, it seems that the group of Hiling apostles around me are also this virtue, and I am afraid that it is even more serious than Sparta...... How many thousands of years had been fighting with Sandora leading her guards, and the Soldier Hirin who had strayed into Earth had been looking for a way back to the battlefield until the extinction of human civilization last season, I am absolutely sure that if I were to take a million years to complete the mission to the two Imperial soldiers standing guard outside the door now, they would not hesitate to carry it out, even if the entire universe was destroyed and only the two of them remained.

This kind of soldier, although it seems unreasonable, makes people have to respect - if they can take a bath.

"When will we be able to return to the battlefield?"

The topic that Beodar took the initiative to bring up to me has always been this, just as I can't understand Pandora's fanaticism for planting the emperor's ** flag all over the world, I also can't understand the other party's rush to the battlefield to die, they are going to die: between the words, I have long known that it may be the last battle of the Spartan city-state, and these warriors led by Beodar are almost the most elite troops left in the Spartans, and they are all of them, but I know that going back is only the "second time" of death, Why can't he just just enjoy a few days in Shadow City?

However, these words can be complained about in the stomach, but they must not be spoken.

Looking at the expression on Beodar's face, I knew that if I persuaded the other party to enjoy comfort in the "Underworld", even if he called me "Hades" one second, the next second he would have to treat me as a seductive and depraved devil and rush up desperately.

"Be patient," I reassured him with a headache, "you should have seen that the sudden increase in the floating population of the 'underworld' has been so serious recently, I guess you didn't have so many people in the entire Spartan city-state at the beginning. ”

"As soon as possible."

Beodar nodded, put down those two words, and got up and walked out the door.

Well, the shelves are bigger than mine.

But this classmate with iron pants, that door ...... It's going in.

Sending off the Spartan commander, who had been temporarily settled, my headache did not abate much.

Compared to the current traverser who has almost turned the entire Shadow City into a vegetable market, the friction between Sparta and Sousuke Sagara is just a small episode, in fact, in recent days, due to the increasing number of traversers, the cultural differences between them, the conflict between the world, and so on are becoming more and more serious, and the small friction that exploded for various reasons has never been interrupted, for a simple example, yesterday at noon, the three Jedi knights almost fought with the guys of the Blood Raven Warband, The reason is just that the Jedi said that the emperor in the mouth of the Blood Raven Wargroup is a scumbag, and in the end, if both sides didn't let Piccolo and Yagami Anan overturn, the consequences would be ...... Well, it's already unimaginable.

Those guys are still lying in the medical center.

These traversers are not imperial vassal legions like the Salvation Army, they can eliminate racial barriers and live in harmony like the latter, in Lin Xue's words, now there is a group of hooligans in the Shadow City, almost everyone has three views that are very different from others, and the disciples and grandchildren of the hundreds of schools of thought during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period often beat their brains on the street, not to mention that there are now more than two hundred people in the Shadow City who can use their minds, although there are high-pressure supervision of the imperial soldiers, these otherworldly elements are still safe, But I'm really worried about when they're going to blow up the Renaissance — the rogue version.

"Headache ......"

When I came out of the neighborhood committee's office and looked at the seemingly peaceful traveler settlement in the distance, I felt like my head was like a bucket.

And the moment he turned around, a tall figure happened to pass not far ahead.

"Huh? Tsumiko Poison Island? ”

Recognized each other in an instant, I couldn't help but call out, and the girl in front of me immediately subconsciously put on a nervous posture when she heard the voice, and only relaxed when she saw that it was me, and then showed a surprised expression on her face.

"Ah, yes...... His Majesty, the Emperor of the Empire? ”

With such an exclamation, the girl in front of me, who always had the air of a lady, showed a cramped and uneasy appearance, as if she wanted to salute, but she didn't know what kind of etiquette she should do.

"Relax," I waved my hand to him, "Speaking of which, you live around here?" How is it not in the front of the settlement? It's not easy to find a lively place in Shadow City. ”

"It's better to be remote," Poison Island Tsuneko hooked her head slightly and whispered, "I'm not used to being with the crowd, and I always think that they suddenly become ...... Sorry, I ......"

"It's okay," I smiled understandingly, "I'm also aware of what you've been through, and it's normal to have such after-effects, but if you never get back to your normal life, you'll never be able to get rid of the nightmare...... Well? What are you looking at me for? ”

A trace of embarrassment crossed Poison Island's face, and he waved his hand in a panic: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect you to be so approachable......"

I "......"

"I heard the officer named Sivis and many imperial soldiers mention His Majesty the Emperor before, their fanatical aggressiveness and evaluation of you make me always feel that such an imperial Yuan should be a very high-minded, majestic and terrifying person, but I didn't expect it to be so kind."

Me: "...... What exactly did Sives and the GIs say about me? ”

"The most powerful emperor, the destroyer of the abyss, the supreme Yuan or something......"

If Lin Xue heard the above three words, the girl will have a topic of conversation in the next half a month.

"Don't listen to their nonsense," I scratched my cheek in embarrassment, feeling a slight heat on my old face, "Anyway, you're used to living here, right?" The Imperial soldiers were very rude, but I heard that 80% of them were knocked unconscious and brought back. ”

"No, no, although they look fierce, those are very reliable fighters," Poison Island said, and then showed a look of wanting to speak, "It's just that I want to know the way...... This time, many people from the otherworldly realm have come to your territory...... In such an event, can you simply set up a shelter and end it? ”

"Of course not," I shook my head, "the influx of traversers can have serious consequences......

At the moment, I told Poison Island about the so-called parallel world realm, the other world realm, and the balance of the world realm, and other messes that I don't understand, anyway, I was already in a boring mood, and now I have the right to vent it.

"To sum up, the World Realm is a delicate and fragile registry system, each element should have its own place in it, a large number of foreign objects from the Otherworldly Realm are highly poisonous to our Realm system, and now the Tree of the Realm of the World, that is, the origin of this Realm, has been polluted, and the only way to solve the pollution is to send the pollutants back to their original places."

"In other words," a low, trembling voice sounded beside him, "soon, you will send all the people here back to their original world...... Is it? ”

"Ah, that's pretty much it, and in fact a small group of traversers were sent back yesterday afternoon," I remembered the first batch of Xana who was sent away, and the unkind little girl was polite to send her a goodbye when she parted, although she extorted enough pineapple buns from me to feed a Shandora, but it was not easy to make friends with Xana, "As long as we locate the coordinates of the original world, we will send the traverser back...... Huh? You're ......."

When I looked back, I was shocked to see what I saw, and I was amazed that Poison Island Tsuko, who always had a gentle and calm face, stared at me with such a fearful and pleading expression on his face.

"Really...... Do you really have to go back? Isn't there any other way to do without ......?"

In an instant, I understood what the other person meant.

Could it be true that they will be sent back to the world of the "Academy Apocalypse"? Is that different from murder?

Most of the time-travelers are now waiting for their chance to return home, and they are full of uneasiness and wariness of this strange and strange world, but there are definitely no special people like Poison Island Tsuneko: they are absolutely unwilling to return to their hellish homeland

But let them leave it at that...... I'll have to talk to Dingdong about it.

"Follow me," I didn't respond positively to Poison Island's pleading, I just waved to her and walked straight in a certain direction, "It's not far ahead." ”

After a few minutes of hurried walking, I led the unknown poison island around to the isolation grate of the residential area, where the traversers stopped, armed with imperial soldiers and ten-meter sentry cannons to prevent all traversers from approaching.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Even though I had deliberately slowed down, the trot along the way still made Poison Island gasp slightly, she looked at the grating in front of her, held her knees and asked, "Here...... Here it is......"

"The mechs and sentry cannons you usually see are nothing more than civilian devices," I waved my hand to open the energy grating, "ahead is the real military exclusion zone of the Empire. ”

Through the grating, an unprecedentedly huge clearing appeared in front of us, and the clearing was densely covered with mysterious floodlight runes, and some kind of distant and huge coercion filled the air, making the poison island couldn't help but hold its breath slightly.

"In order to prevent trouble, there is a layer of spatial camouflage here," I pulled the poison island and stood on the two rings of runes, "Now, we should discuss it with the god of this worldly realm." ”

"Ahh

Not at all surprisingly, when the huge tree that was so big that it covered the entire sky, and the trunk alone looked like a cliff, it appeared in front of me, and the poison island let out an ear-itching exclamation.

"Feed God's house within five hundred meters of the no-nonsense and take pictures," I plucked out my ears that were stimulated by the poison island, squinted my eyes and said, "Also, it is strictly forbidden to slap and feed when you encounter a wild God." ”

"This ...... What is this?"

With a shocked face, Poison Island covered her mouth and tried to look up to see if the thing that seemed to be a "big tree" had a top, but all she saw was a huge trunk that stretched infinitely beyond the limit of her vision, and the dark brown unprecedented trunk was more than ten kilometers high, and when it disappeared into a sea of green, it was already beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Standing under the tree of the World Realm and looking up, even giants can only have the feeling of being an ant, so Pandora has never been to this place - she definitely doesn't want to admit that Dingdong, who is usually so much lower than herself, can also outperform herself in height, especially after knowing that Dingdong has a god form with a height of one meter and six, Pandora regards Xiaodouding as a big rival in her life.

Here's a friendly interjection, according to this standard, Pandora's rival in life has exceeded the four billion mark on the earth alone.

"The Tree of the World, the root of the entire World, the place where all the laws are managed, such as the law of universal gravitation, which is recorded by a certain leaf on its southeast branch (jingle that thing is called an integrated drive), there should be a similar mechanism in your World, but in most cases, mortals cannot peek into this ultimate mystery."

"Wow-" Poison Island exclaimed, looking incredulous, but even people who have experienced zombie sieges and crossing the other world are different, and soon, she accepted this fact and turned her attention to ...... A young girl coming out of a tree trunk.

Absolutely beautiful as an angel's appearance, noble as a god's temperament, the oncoming green girl wore a light gauze green dress, and walked out of a vine under the tree of the world in the majestic breath of life, and then pounced briskly: "Ah Jun Ding Dong is hungry The leaves of the world world tree are not delicious at all, Ding Dong wants to eat chocolate cake"

Me: "......"

Do you think you can't be Sandora? As the goddess of life, at least you take good care of the world tree for me, idiot

"This is God," I explained to the surprised Poison Island as I embarrassedly removed the octopus-like jingle from my body, "and it's not easy to let illegal immigrants settle in this world, and it's better to get this girl's approval." ”

Believe it or not, Poison Island must try to accept the fact that the unbelievable girl in front of her is the legendary God, the former has experienced too many unbelievable things in the past few days, and now the spirit is tempered to the point of almost numbness, God is God, anyway, the mysterious giant tree is real - Poison Island is so hypnotizing himself.

"Poof~"

A burst of green light flashed, and Lord God, who was curled up in my arms in the form of a girl just now rummaging around for candy, suddenly turned into a three-inch ding, and Jingle Bell fluttered his wings and jumped on my shoulder, smiling embarrassedly: "Ahahaha, it's time again......"

Hey, what kind of expression do you have, don't take bean bags for dry food, don't take God for cadres