What bothers Zhou Sen's refining tool now is energy, and the power of faith is also energy, if the power of faith is poured into the artifact, all the problems will be solved. For ordinary refiners, there is basically no solution when encountering Zhou Sen's dilemma, because the most difficult problem for refiners to solve is the energy problem, and often refiners are looking for some suitable raw materials all their lives, but this is not a problem for Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen didn't have anything else, but there was a lot of power, because he had a golden god, and the golden god was constantly absorbing the power of faith from the five star fields for him. The power of faith from the five star fields has never stopped, after all, the hologram of Zhou Sen's battle with the ironclad giant cockroach is still circulating on the interstellar network, which allows Zhou Sen to harvest leeks without listening.

Of course, the power of faith in the five star fields is not very stable, however, Zhou Sen still has the basic disk of the energy star, on that planet, the Xia people contribute to Zhou Sen with extremely pious faith power, and this power of faith is very stable.

The power of faith is a strange thing, without it, even a little bit of the power of faith is precious, but here in Zhou Sen, he is already a little numb to the power of faith.

After the endless power of faith entered Zhou Sen's body through the gods, most of it entered his mind, and then disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving very little in his body, which caused Zhou Sen to mainly use the power cultivated by "Galaxy Refining" when fighting.

Now, Zhou Sen has finally found a good way to harness the power of faith.

Refine more gold gods, and then inlay the gold gods into the refined artifacts to provide a steady stream of energy......

……

Talented!

I'm a genius!

It was better to act than to move, and Zhou Sen immediately began to refine the flying sword.

Now, Zhou Sen is already comfortable refining flying swords, and the only flaw is that he can't give energy to flying swords, which is why he wants to integrate flying swords with flying skateboards.

The flying skateboard itself has an anti-gravity system, which does not require energy in itself, and only needs to be controlled by an external driver to fly, but if the flying sword itself is not supported by energy, it is difficult to fly for a long time by relying entirely on the external control, and the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced during the battle.

To use an inappropriate analogy, if the shell is just a lump of iron without explosives, its destructive power is to rely entirely on the impact force formed by the external push to hit the enemy, but if the shell has explosives in it, then its power is not the same.

If the flying sword itself has no energy, it is actually similar to an ordinary dart, but after having energy, the flying sword will be promoted to an artifact......

……

Zhou Sen locked himself in the cabin and tested it frantically, he refined hundreds of large and small golden gods in one go, these golden gods could not only be worn by himself, but also used as a spare array eye.

In addition to refining the golden gods, Zhou Sen also refined dozens of flying swords, although the quality of the flying swords is average, but it is finally a work completed by Zhou Sen independently.

The only thing that made Zhou Sen regret was that because it was on the Aurora, he couldn't carefully study the Thousand Divine Craftsman Ship, because his cabin could not accommodate the Thousand Thousand Divine Craftsman Ship that was three hundred meters long.

When the Senjin Craftsman ship was shrunk, it was like a model, and it had no actual research value.

"Atlanta Star has arrived, passengers please prepare to disembark, Atlanta Star has arrived, passengers please prepare to disembark......" Just when Zhou Sen was immersed in the refining weapon and couldn't extricate himself, an electronic prompt sound sounded in the cabin.

It's here!

Zhou Sen woke up suddenly, looked at the time, and suddenly couldn't close his mouth, because nine days had passed, that is, he had spent nine days in this small cabin, not eating, drinking, or sleeping.

No eating, drinking, no sleeping.

Zhou Sen's face showed a burst of loss, which reminded him of the time when he was in the laboratory, he forgot to sleep and eat like this, and often forgot to eat, if it wasn't for his adoptive father and adoptive mother urging him to eat, he would probably starve to death in the laboratory.

Nine days passed with a flick of a finger.

Zhou Sen packed his luggage and put all the golden gods and flying swords into the Sumeru mustard seeds, and then hid the Sumeru mustard seeds in his fingers.

This Sumeru mustard seed, like the dragon scale armor on Zhou Sen's body, can be completely hidden under the skin, and will only appear when needed.

Dragon Scale Armor!

Thinking of the dragon scale armor, Zhou Sen felt sad again, that thing was a good thing, but it was forcibly stripped off by that hateful spaceship. It's a pity that there is a good thing missing, you know, dragon scale armor is equivalent to an extra life!

After packing, Zhou Sen walked out of the cabin with his bags on his back.

Now, Zhou Sen is an Atlanta refugee from the Xuanyuan Empire, and he must have the consciousness of being a refugee, so he looks a little haggard and decadent, and his clothes are also wrinkled.

In fact, Zhou Sen was closed in the cabin for less than nine days, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, he had already had a scruffy beard, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he didn't need to pretend at all, he looked like a down-and-out refugee.

At least one-third of the passengers on the cruise ship's converted passenger ship were destined for the Atlanta Star, and when Zhou Sen walked out of the cabin, it was already crowded outside, and a dense flow of people was pouring towards the security checkpoint of the Star Pier.

In the vast majority of planetary outer space, there will be an interstellar dock, or also called an interstellar dock, this kind of place is a distribution center for passengers, similar to the airport of the ancient earth, the difference is that the airport of the ancient earth is on the surface of the planet, while the interstellar dock is in space.

After boarding the Star Dock, there will be some complicated procedures to go through, such as various visas, etc., and there will be some strict security procedures......

……

It went very well!

Zhou Sen followed the flow of people and successfully applied for a visa, and passed the security check without any danger, no one doubted his identity, and even, those staff did not look at him directly, but just mechanically glanced at the documents, stamped and released, and then assigned the shuttle boat.

According to the procedure, after completing all the formalities, wait for the shuttle ship to go to the planet.

Why did it go so well?

Zhou Sen felt a little wrong, because it was so smooth, so smooth that it was a bit abnormal, after all, his current status is a refugee, and according to some rules and regulations, the review system for refugees entering the country is very strict.

However, Zhou Sen was not too worried, because Shunli was not aimed at him alone, but for all the refugees.

When going through some procedures at the Star Pier, Zhou Sen could pay attention to the number code, and it can be roughly estimated that the number of refugees entering the country this time is about 30,000.

Thirty thousand!

There is no doubt that this is an extremely large number, but it is such a huge number, and it takes less than three hours in total from the formalities to the security check, because there are many windows to handle business, and it is estimated that they have been prepared for a long time.

Now, Zhou Sen has been shunted to the waiting hall to wait for the shuttle ship, and once the shuttle ship comes, they can board the ship.

The refugees in the waiting hall were densely packed, almost next to each other, everyone was quiet, but the atmosphere seemed oppressive and heavy, perhaps, they also felt that something was wrong.

What's wrong?!

Wrong!

What about the women, children, and the elderly?

Zhou Sen's heart was shocked, and he was surprised to find that there was not a single old, weak, sick or disabled person in the waiting hall, all of them were young and strong men, not a single woman.

It is clear that when the time comes to go through the formalities for the assignment of the shuttle ship, the staff of the Star Dock have been diverted according to gender and age.

Why triage?

Zhou Sen realized that something was wrong, but now that he was on the interstellar dock, there was no other way, unless he didn't go to Atlanta.

Now, you can only go with the flow!

However, what made Zhou Sen happy was that the number of young and middle-aged people in the entire waiting hall exceeded 5,000, and the black pressure was overwhelming, which showed that it was not for him alone.

"It's over." A middle-aged man stood on tiptoe and looked at the ticket gate in front of him, muttering to himself.

"What's over?" Zhou Sen asked as he spoke.

"We're going to be cannon fodder." The middle-aged man looked anxious.

"Cannon fodder?"

"Yes, cannon fodder." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"Why cannon fodder?"

"I've heard before that all refugees who escape from Regulus will be sent to the Fallen Star."

"What is the Fallen Star?"

"It's the planet that was captured by the ironclad cockroach."

“……”

"No, no! I'm going to get out of here......" The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and rushed outside, but when he rushed to the security checkpoint, he was stopped by a line of staff wearing exoskeleton armor.

Because of the distance and the noise of the environment, Zhou Sen didn't know what they were talking about, but he came back dejected after seeing the middle-aged man arguing with a few staff members.

"How?" Before Zhou Sen could ask, a middle-aged man next to him couldn't wait to ask.

"When we applied for the visa, we endorsed a document that mentioned that we volunteered to go to the Fallen Star." The middle-aged man's face turned pale.

"Have we all signed?"

"Theoretically, yes, because, as long as the people are in the waiting hall, they are all the people who have signed the documents, otherwise, they are not qualified to stand here."

"It's over!"

"It's over!"

……

There was a sense of desperation in the waiting hall, and people reacted in a variety of ways, some crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, others looked up at the ceiling, and others stared into the distance with empty eyes, like walking dead.

No one thought that the Empire would have to flee to Atlanta after all the hardships and be sent to the Fallen Star.

Zhou Sen was also surprised.

Sure enough, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes......