With the sound of gears turning, the door of the command module of the underground fortress opened, and Mr. Skillful and Dog Meat, who had been waiting outside for a long time, hurriedly greeted him.

Mr. Skillful was surprised to find that Sun Licheng seemed to have changed. If there is any change in physiognomy, except that his face is a little whiter than when he first entered, Mr. Skillful Hands really can't distinguish anything else. However, Mr. Skillful felt that Sun Licheng's eyes had become extremely bright, and his back was straight, even as an artificial soul, he could feel Sun Licheng's steel-cast iron will.

After the pain, Sun Licheng has already figured out that in order to go home, he will definitely embark on a road full of thorns. He was still fighting monsters and gods, but now even the Goblin Empire is on the opposite side of him, and all the battles that have taken place remind him that he must not be weak and must not retreat.

"Now that you're at the center of the storm, let's make it more violent!"

Sun Licheng kept shouting in his heart.

It can be said that the two dream battles finally made Sun Licheng break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, changed the cowardly character brought by the earth, and completely completed the sublimation of his thoughts.

Seeing that the two subordinates were a little puzzled, Sun Licheng smiled at Mr. Qiaoshou, and gently patted his steel head with his own hand, and then touched the little head of the dog meat.

"It's all good buddy of mine. With them by my side, what fear do I have? What reason do I have to be cowardly? I will definitely persevere, even if I am the enemy of the whole world!"

Sun Licheng made up his mind in his heart, and his eyes became more resolute.

"Your Excellency Sun Licheng, I can't receive the information of our commander, what happened inside?"

The Dance of Death, who was guarding in front of the door, came to Sun Licheng's side at this time and asked, his tone was cold, and the eight tentacles were already on the hilt of the knife.

Sun Licheng looked at the Dance of Death, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said faintly: "Commander Rhett sacrificed his life for his cause, and I inherited all his will. Now, I'm the Supreme Commander here. ”

At this time, Sun Licheng's momentum was full, as the victorious side of the dream battle, everything in Rhett's mind became his trophy, and he was even able to manipulate Rhett's brain to give orders to the entire fortress, and it was too easy to change one authority. At this moment, he believed that the Dance of Death had received the latest instructions.

Sure enough, Dance of Death's hand quickly let go, and Electro's eyes gleamed with excitement.

For these battle golems, fighting is their vocation, and the old guy who didn't even have a body was very conservative, and now he was replaced by a young goblin hero, and he was a little excited. Although Sun Licheng had not yet given the battle order, the Dance of Death seemed to sense that the originally lifeless fortress seemed to be full of vitality.

Seeing that the dance of death eliminated the hostility, Sun Licheng's heart finally relaxed.

Although there is still some depression in his heart that has not disappeared, Sun Licheng is ready to check the loot this time, and now, the entire fortress is his!

"Mr. Skilly, please go and collect the data of the fortress. ”

Sun Licheng gave an order to Mr. Skillful.

Since discovering the research institute of the Goblin Empire in the Mercury Mine, Sun Licheng used the Goblin CPU inside to rebuild Mr. Skillful's head. After optimization, Mr. Skillful now has more than 1,000 CPUs installed in his head, and with the optimized parallel computing program, his strength has become extremely powerful.

Even in the face of the huge underground fortress of the Goblin Empire, Sun Licheng believed that he would be able to complete the task of data collection very quickly.

Seeing Mr. Skillful Hands fly away, Sun Licheng turned to the Dance of Death and said, "Dance of Death, take me to see this underground fortress." ”

The Dance of Death snapped and asked Sun Licheng, "Your Excellency Commander, where do you want to start?"

Sun Licheng thought about it for a while, and decided to check the battle puppet's storage warehouse first. At present, the battle puppet is its most important combat force, and it must be paid special attention.

Standing in the warehouse of the mechanical puppet, even for the second time, Sun Licheng still felt extremely shocked in his heart.

In the warehouse nearly 100 meters high, countless iron lattices filled the entire space like a beehive, and in the center of the warehouse, a huge symbol of the Goblin Empire, an abstract eagle, was placed.

"Your Excellency, there are ten such warehouses in the Underground Fortress, each with 10,000 battle golem storage rooms, and when full, a full 100,000 battle golems. ”

The Dance of Death reported to Sun Licheng, and the content made his heart thump, which was a big rhythm.

But then, the Dance of Death poured a basin of cold water on Sun Licheng: "However, after more than 10,000 years, there are about 846 combat puppets that can still be used. ”

"What a gasp. Sun Licheng sneered in his heart, squinting at the dance of death, and the latter did not react with any shame.

"How many Deathdances are there?"

Sun Licheng asked, in the dream war, the performance of the dance of death is too memorable!

"We still have 50 more now. The Dance of Death quickly gave Sun Licheng an answer.

Sun Licheng thought about it for a while, and then gave an order: "All the battle puppets form a battle puppet brigade, and the brigade has four squadrons under its jurisdiction. Your Dance of Death is very powerful, form a Dance of Death Squad, and I will command it directly. ”

Sun Licheng thought for a while and said, "From today onwards, you will change your name to Qinglong, as the commander of the entire brigade." As for the other battle golems, let them give themselves their own names. I can't remember that long number. ”

When Qinglong heard this, his electronic eyes flashed wildly, and he was very excited. He asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Can we have a name? Can we name ourselves?"

Sun Licheng looked at Qinglong very strangely, and asked suspiciously: "Yes, you can get up." Any questions?"

Qinglong hurriedly shook his head.

As an artificial soul, he has been used as a machine for a long time, and as for the name, it is the lengthy 35853986 number. But today, Sun Licheng not only gave him a name, but also allowed his companions to do the same, which was tantamount to seeing them no longer as simple machines, but as real living beings, which made him very excited.

Qinglong quickly calmed down and began to ask Sun Licheng how to complete the task of reviving the empire.

"Empire revival?"

Sun Licheng groped his chin and whispered.

In other words, the revival of the Goblin Empire has something to do with him. This is the whimsy of the old immortals of those goblin empires. With that time and energy, Sun Licheng still wanted to complete the mission of the God of the Earth as soon as possible and go home early.

However, looking at Qinglong with an expectant face, Sun Licheng thought about it and still spoke: "The past of the empire is unbearable." As for us, we must base ourselves on reality and face the future now. We must believe that as long as we persevere, we will be able to realize the dream of the great imperial rejuvenation!"

Qinglong looked confused after hearing this.

After Sun Licheng finished speaking, he felt that it was unkind to bully Qinglong, an honest child, so he walked over and patted its steel body, and then walked away with his hands behind his back and very cadres.