On the gravity playground, after running more than a dozen laps in a row, no one had the strength to speak anymore.

All of them were panting, all supported by their will not to admit defeat.

They were training, and Mo You didn't have anything to do, so he simply sat in the stands and looked for a book to read.

Lan Yan sat next to her to handle the official affairs of the Federation.

Zi Sangyue, who was bored, sighed, and looked up at the sky silently in boredom.

For a race like theirs, which has a long lifespan of unknown years, a large part of their time is spent in idleness.

There is nothing particularly obsessed with wanting to pursue, and there is no dream that must be realized.

At this time of boredom, Zi Sangyue felt that one of his subordinates seemed to be in trouble.

She lowered her head and flicked the white star hanging from her waist, using the white star to find out the whereabouts of her subordinate.

The subordinate who caused trouble was Lan.

Currently in ...... A third-class inhabitant planet of the Interstellar Federation.

As soon as she inquired about this, Zi Sangyue felt that the white star had disappeared.

The moment the tiny power returned to the body, Zi Sangyue knew everything.

"The main god, Xiangli Lan Yan, the source of pollution has mutated."

At the same time, Lan Yan also received a message from Qi Mu.

The content of the message is the same as what Zi Sangyue said, but it should be a little more detailed.

The source of the pollution has indeed mutated.

In all of the Federation's third-class resident planets, all the tracked trains that passed through the source of pollution have disappeared.

All trains that need to pass through the source of pollution have been suspended.

The hot search news of the Federal Star Network is all related to this matter.

Lan Yan sent a copy of the report sent by Qi Mu to Mo You, "The source of the pollution has been swallowed, except for ......"

Lan Yan found the only source of pollution that didn't have a problem, "Except for the route you were flying in the first place." ”

"That route is suppressed by my formation, and it is safe for the time being." Mo You read this report at a glance and took a deep breath, "Communicate with the Imperial Military Academy and compete in advance." ”

They can't stay on the Empire's main star for any longer.

Something is about to be urgent.

"Okay."

Zi Sangyue listened to the conversation between Mo You and Lan Yan, and stood up first, "Then I'll go and have a look first." ”

At Mo You's gaze, Zi Sangyue came over sticky, hugged Mo You's neck, and rubbed her cheek affectionately.

It's like a proud cat coquettish.

"I don't want to be separated from you, but the situation is urgent." Zi Sangyue's tone was full of reluctance, "I have a subordinate who is in danger. ”

Although one died, there were still many subordinates for her to choose from.

But now she didn't want him to die just like that.

"Go ahead." Mo You smiled and rubbed her head, "It won't be long before we meet again." ”

Zi Sangyue was comforted.

She was about to leave and hugged Mo You for a long time.

After a long time, Lan Yan looked at Zi Sangyue's eyes, with undisguised dissatisfaction and coldness.

Zi Sangyue glanced at him and showed a smile that could be called victory.

After hugging for a while, Zi Sangyue reluctantly let go and turned to leave.

The speed of the ship was too slow, and Zi Sangyue abandoned the ship, intending to directly use divine power to cut through the void.

The cadets downstairs didn't know what was going on at this time, dragging their tired bodies away from the gravity playground.

When the Federation sent the source variation report to the Empire, it also received the pollution source variation report from the Empire.

Whether it is an interstellar federation or an interstellar empire, the same situation has occurred on third-class resident planets.

It's incredibly tricky.

Forced by this situation, the Imperial Military Academy arranged the next two games for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

These two games were played more or less sloppily.

In the case of nine Federation cadets against one Imperial cadet, in order to make the game more interesting, the Federation cadets acquiesced to one thing:

Paula, the Imperial cadet, made it to the finals.

During their competition, Moyo used a charcoal pen to write and draw on paper.

Her writing is full of quaintness, and it is the language of the gods.

Even if the camera captures these contents at this time, few people can understand them.

Cadets who don't need to compete, sitting around behind them, can't read a single character.

Even the things written in the middle circle were confused.

Qiao Qiuran gently patted Han Ning's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Is this the local language of your federation?" ”

Han Ning, who had only learned the interstellar lingua franca, moved his gaze to Qianyi's body.

Thousands of families have studied various languages for generations, so you should be able to tell which language it is, right?

Qiao Qiuran noticed Han Ning's actions and also looked at Qianyi.

Zhou Quyu's gaze also followed.

Qianyi shook her head silently, and then tentatively guessed, "It should be the language of the Protoss, right?" ”

Mo You belongs to the Protoss, and what he is best at is definitely the language of the Protoss.

"Protoss?" Qiao Qiuran repeated, his brain went over the known race, and he didn't think about which race the Protoss was.

Most of the cadets of the Federation are also at a loss.

Only a few people nodded with a clear expression, and felt that what Qianyi said made sense.

Zhou Quyu looked around, and his eyes fell on the astronomical words in Mo You's hand, thoughtfully.

The two-day competition was not so much a competition between the federal cadets and the Imperial cadets as it was an internal competition among the federal cadets.

The only Imperial cadet was caught in it, looking very weak and pitiful.

In a five-in-three match, it's a brawl match.

It was eliminated until only one remained, and the ranking was decided.

Originally, there were many games in five into three, but due to the urgency of the situation, it was temporarily changed to one.

In addition to the Imperial Military Academy, there are also Qianyi, Luo Ze, Lu Shen and Yinli.

At the very beginning of the game, Qianyi and Luo Ze united, and Lu Shen and Yinli joined together, forming a three-legged situation.

No one dared to act rashly and observed the current situation.

The Imperial cadet stood in the middle of the arena, but more like a spectator.

Watch the four of them compete with each other.

Qianyi and Luo Ze are both good at melee attacks, while Lu Shen and Yinli are both good at long-range attacks.

Two completely opposite attacking habits, one is trying to close the distance between the opponent and the other is trying to pull away in order to attack.

Zhou Quyu hadn't watched the previous game, she looked at the stage suspiciously, "Lu Shen is a healing ability, how did he enter the finals?" ”

The healing ability is a support within a support, and it has no attack power to speak of.

In one-on-one, how did he defeat those offensive or support-plus attacking opponents?

This Mu Yang is clear.

He looked at Zhou Quyu with a complicated expression, "Have you seen the flower pot he is holding in his hand?" ”

"See." Zhou Quyu nodded.

She was still wondering how anyone could hold a flower pot everywhere she went.

Even if the small tree planted in this pot is particularly precious, it should not be held for a race.