Muskar felt that his character had been defeated since he had experienced the temporary battlefield support mission in the mission world of {Alien: Contract}, and he didn't know what kind of accumulation he had to go through if he wanted to climb from the trough of the non-chieftain to the peak of the European Emperor again.

Let's take the task in front of me as an example, it turned out to be his meow's pioneering mission!

If it weren't for the rich enough rewards and the main quest wouldn't be too difficult, he suspected that the Lord God intended to trap him with such a quest so that he could keep his mouth shut.

After all, the pioneer is generally a world where only supercurrent reincarnators are qualified to reach out, although he, the mechanical king, is marked as A++ by the reincarnation of good things, but he himself knows that his strength is actually inflated, even if there are a few variant warships to support him, in fact, it does not match the second plus.

Generally speaking, the second plus sign of an A-level reincarnation represents the extraordinary accumulation of pseudo-artifacts, holy weapons, and the like that can cast spells that surpass their highest level of magic skills at critical moments, thus laying the foundation for victory, or reversing the situation, or Jedi Escape.

And the battleships he obtained from N-brush copies did not have such an effect.

Especially after experiencing the world of {Alien: Contract}, he saw the qualities of a real powerhouse, became vain, and felt more and more that his strength was rated as A++.

In this context, even if the Lord God pointed out that the world transcendent ceiling for this pioneering mission was not too high, he felt that he was being overestimated.

No, after realizing that his own fleet could not enter the main material plane, he became more and more bitter in his heart. Xin said: "At least sixty percent of my ability, these transfigurative ships and their subordinates, what the hell can't this be? There's no technology here? There's obviously steampunk, right?"

He pondered again: "My ships and the skills represented by my subordinates are beyond the standard? Impossible, not to mention divinity, not even the power of the realm." I have paid special attention to this aspect of the problem, in order to rely on the threshold of the card legend, relying on this difference of one line, to obtain ordinary and extraordinary access qualifications, so as to have a higher input and output cost performance, I have been trying all things before, but this time I won't do it?"

While complaining, he was as fierce as a tiger, and as a result, until the time for task preparation ran out, he didn't figure out why, let alone solve the problem. In desperation, he could only take three or so kittens and enter the main material plane with a depressed face.

You must know that there is a fatal shortcoming in the farming stream, that is, the initial accumulation is too long.

It can be said that whoever can get through this stage efficiently, even if their farming flow is in the house, as long as they don't make low-level mistakes, even if they are in the unknown world, it is not difficult to have fun.

Before Zhao Wenrui, he relied on the three cubic nanoworms in the consciousness space to shorten the initial accumulation.

Later, thanks to Milano's technology, nano-modularity was invented, which made it more efficient.

However, before he could demonstrate the new technology system in practice, his career changed dramatically.

Now not only has the system been swept away by the repeated cleaning and eradication instructed by the main god, but more importantly, the knowledge of the old branch has been completely absorbed, and the set of nanoworms is already pediatric.

Now Zhao Wenrui is playing the evil god cell stream, although he is limited by himself and cannot show too high-end technology, but in terms of professionalism and flexibility, it is still far beyond C Kane's evil god cell series.

Nothing cannot be swallowed, nothing cannot be transformed, organic and inorganic can be switched at will...... has reached such a height that encompasses the entire forest, how can they still hold on to the big tree of nanoworms?

The nanoworm has become a perfect sound, and Zhao Wenrui's new system is called the black blood gold technology system. Black is the black of darkness, blood is the blood of blood, life is the life of biochemistry, and gold is the gold of metal.

Because the concept of black blood producing gold is too obscure, and it is also easy to expose the core information, Zhao Wenrui simply replaced it with the word 'evil refining', and it is the evil god alchemy.

The first product of the evil god's alchemy is Zhao Wenrui's new body. The beginning of the creation began with the activation of the Ozarchi lurking on the Musca variant battleship.

It was precisely because of the activation of Ozark that the force of Muska's variant battleship increased in vain, and as a result, it was not contained by the laws of the main material plane of this new world, but was excluded from the outer realm of the quasar realm.

So invisibly, Zhao Wenrui cheated Muska again.

Ozaqi was rejected by the law, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for Zhao Wenrui. Realizing that with his current evil god's compulsion, he would encounter this kind of obstacle if he wanted to enter many worlds and even universes.

He can't be like the old ruler of the mature body, who is already invading and devouring, and has the ability to break through and open hard, so he can only save the country by curves, and he will go down as a doppelganger.

In fact, for him, the difference between a doppelganger and a doppelganger is not very big. Over the long years, he has developed the habit of being dead and having an active sense of personality.

When the doppelganger is put down, all the main consciousness is invested, and the ontology only retains the instinctive consciousness for accumulation.

Besides, his body doesn't even have a shell, it is a spirit form, and it is not so easy to save a qualified god body. It is simply that the universe with a relatively fast flow of time continues to survive.

So in fact, his resurgence this time is equivalent to self-consciousness using the high-dimensional transfer method to carry out ultra-long-range projection and descending, which belongs to the type that fully demonstrates what it means to 'knowledge is power'.

After gathering it, Ozarzi gathered together and projected an aggregate of evil god stem cells that had access to the main material world.

This aggregate pierced the sky and went straight into the deep sea, absorbing the power of darkness in an abyss at a depth of 15,000 meters, decomposing the seawater, using it for its own use, and 'blowing' into a shell roughly similar to the original Zhao Wenrui in 3 minutes and 20 seconds.

Then, Zhao Wenrui's self-consciousness was downloaded to this terminal, and he officially took the first step to return to Daqian.

The old rulers are more typical of simplifying the complex and attributing the power to themselves.

But Zhao Wenrui is more accustomed to being served by the front and back, and it can even be said that he has not had enough of the addiction of being above 10,000 people and surrendering to all living beings.

Therefore, compared with other old branches, Zhao Wenrui is definitely humane enough and vulgar enough.

Soon after he opened his eyes in the abyss, his body began to transform into a squid-like monster as soon as he twisted his body, the lower half of his body was numerous tentacles, and the upper half of his body was fusiform, and as the tentacles were like breaststroke kicks, he began to swim one by one, which looked a little funny, but in fact accelerated to 50 knots in a few seconds.

He swam to the shallow sea as he gave Milano orders.

A few minutes later, after converging, Ozaki once again shot an evil god stem cell aggregate into the main matter plane.

This aggregate belongs to Milano, and it is also an industrial technology compression package, which contains the old branched industrial system, and Milano received instructions to digest it as soon as possible, and then start the 2.0 version of the First Order wealth accumulation in the ocean.

After swimming in the sea for several hours, in the evening of that day, he approached an island built by the natives of the world, and then ascended to this huge man-made structure that was kilometers long from an underwater entrance.

Seaspear Fort, an old ship island with a history of more than 300 years, should have been rebuilt a long time ago, but it has been repaired and used until now, and the reason for this is nothing more than the word 'poor'.

The No. 37 sewer gate, which looks like a bathing pond, has a heavy metal edge, more than half a meter high, and is mottled with rust.

Zhao Wenrui emerged from the water, and the first thing that greeted him was the poor air, fishy, sweaty, bloody, and the smell of heavy kerosene burning inadequately, even if the air was rich in water molecules, these smells could not be diluted.

He couldn't help frowning, somewhat regretting the choice of entry point.

This place obviously belongs to the people at the bottom, plumbers, cleaners, boilermakers, coolies...... And these occupations in this world of steel and steam are often associated with concepts such as poverty and bleakness.

After all, this is a world similar to human civilization, where productivity determines the social model, and a man-made miracle like Ship Island has not only blood and sweat behind it, but also the whip of the ruler. Oh, maybe it's a steel whip and iron rod, after all, this is Mercury, and the land area is less than 3% of the whole planet, which is actually islands large and small.

Soon after, Zhao Wenrui found that his previous assumptions were a little pessimistic, the creatures here, or humanoids, were not as bitter and sad as he thought, the straight back and unsuppressed laughter, as well as the light in their eyes, all showed that they were hopeful and high-spirited, which could not be called miserable.

The passage is connected to the hall, the room is next to the cabin, and it is only lit by a limited kerosene lamp, and there is no shortage of shadows here, so Zhao Wenrui even uses the concealment technique to go deep, jumping and shuttling in the shadows, for him, it is like moving in his own home, full of a kind of ease that knows everything in his heart.

Then he set his sights on a tax collector. The little official, who had managed to divide himself into two categories with the rest of the people here with just a look of indifference and arrogance, had just put an end to the laughter of a group of fishermen with a condescending act of asking for money, and the avoidance of pedestrians along the way also fully illustrated the extent of his unpopularity.

What's more, the tax collector himself felt good, shy and unstoppable, and pretended to cover his nose with a handkerchief from time to time, which was obviously to show off the white silk handkerchief. The personality revealed by these small actions allows Zhao Wenrui to attack him with a happy mood.

The tentacles that poked out of the shadows quickly and silently pierced directly into the junction of the tax collector's head and neck, causing the tax collector's eyes to suddenly widen, and then he couldn't help but shudder.

The handkerchief fell, but before it hit the ground, it was calmly picked up by another tentacle, and the person was pulled into the darkness of the corner with a 'boom'.

Then there was a rustling sound, and after a few moments, the tax collector walked out of the shadows, shaking his body as if he had just finished peeing and had lost a lot of heat at one time and was like urinating, and then grabbed his face and dragged it like an elastic hood, well, now his facial features were completely corrected.

There are many ways to replace a person, with the current Zhao Wenrui, he can only use the evil god cell to mimic the clothes, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

But he chose the more evil man's skin coat and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. This in itself is a manifestation of a distorted consciousness.

Zhao Wenrui, who leaked out the details, has not completely turned into an evil demon at this time, and he is even complacent about his principle of only attacking the bad guys.

Through the juicing operation of this tax collector named Martin, Zhao Wenrui has mastered a lot of information about the civilization of the ship island.

He paced slowly, reading Martin's memories in his mind like a flip book.

At the same time, the veteran reincarnation Mascar raised his head to the sky on another ship island and roared: "I want to farm!"

Nothing is absolutely fair.

Zhao Wenrui landed on a rare ship island that is still playing with human nature, and the ship island where Maskar landed is also very rare, but it is a dangerous ghost ship island, typical of the daytime there is no ghost, and the demons dance at night.

And on Mascar's side, due to his location and his own characteristics, he entered the night earlier than Zhao Wenrui's side, and Muska didn't even have a chance to go, so he had to turn on the matchless mode, which was a one-way kill.

His combat power is okay, at least against the ordinary ghost of the ship island, it can be described as a tiger into the flock.

The problem is that more pigs need to be slaughtered, and the butcher can be paralyzed, and not every pig is obedient, and there are always jumps.

Muskar had to devote his subordinates to assist in the battle, and these subordinates were more focused on production, and could be regarded as his industrial workers, at this time, every little bit consumed, the future development would be three days and two days slower, or even a week or two, he was in pain!

Zhao Wenrui didn't hurt, he spent the money of the tax collector and taxpayers, and ate very happily.

In fact, the steamed fish cooked in this bar that serves meals is not a great craft, it is nothing more than hand-cooked, cooked in a good heat, and it is very clever to supplement it with kelp soup and seaweed spices, plus the umami of the fish itself, so it is more refreshing, but it is also a taste that the aborigines have long been tired of.

But Zhao Wenrui hasn't enjoyed food for a long, long time. The food has been gluttonous to the bones, and at this moment it is natural to chew on the desk, and eat with a smile.

"Is there something wrong with Martin?" a drinker in front of the bar took a sip of wine, glanced at Zhao Wenrui again, and pointed to his head.

"I think so, I just served him a drink, and he actually said thank you. For the sake of eating and drinking, the status is suddenly lowered so low, this is definitely a disease. The waitress who came over with the tray said.

The bartender and boss drooped his eyelids, carefully wiped the porcelain cup with a white scarf, and warned the hostess in a low voice: "Thank you and surprise you?

The waitress didn't care about the boss's scolding, shrugged her eyebrows and said, "I'm just curious about the circumstances under which that guy would be so appetizing, and I'm hungry for it." ”

At this time, I heard Zhao Wenrui say loudly: "Another steamed fish in a steam pot!"

Compared with steamed fish, sea barley wine feels very ordinary, it can only be said that there is no harm if there is no comparison, in Zhao Wenrui's view, the relevant cognition of the indigenous person Martin is not reliable.

This made him more and more convinced that Martin's cognitive information was highly subjective and not objective enough, so a lot of information needed to be verified by him personally.

Of course, what he sees for himself will also be subjective, but with Milano's help, it is absolutely rigorous and objective.

And if Milano wants to play its full role, he first needs a good enough carrier.

In the past, it was a supercomputer as a carrier, but now it is a dedicated evil god body.

Therefore, before Milano's side fully entered the role, he had a window period to travel and experience the people. And this is exactly what he wants, he has been isolated for too long, and the sociality in human nature is about to be worn out.