No one is dead, without any thoughts, without any thoughts.

In the sea of interests, every fish has its own way of survival, and they all want to eat more and become behemoths.

Cologne is also on the move.

His approach is simple and effective.

directly used the permission given to him by Feng Linwan to suppress the existence space of the real game, and then opened another place in a rigid way, and carried out a very unkind big discount, as well as a variety of supporting activities, which seemed to be very affordable.

This trick is very vulgar... It also works.

People always deny and resist plagiarism and piracy, but they really choose to pay a smaller price to get more 'benefits'.

I don't even really care about the decline and death of an original creator and a formal industrial chain, precisely because of their fueling.

And only to sigh... One generation is not as good as the next.

No matter how rooted in ideals, people always live in reality. It is also impossible for people to live in illusory dreams by eating ideals. Even if it is a player of the dream soil, it still needs to eat, rest, and cultivate offline.

Reality needs money, and if you don't have money, why should you let others pay their efforts, efforts, youth, health and even everything to please you as much as they can?

Cologne is upsetting the ecological balance of the whole.

But he doesn't care, he wants to make a wave of quick money.

He had never thought of tying himself up in such a small place.

The galaxy is very large, the heavens and all the worlds are even bigger, and he thinks that he has an incomparably vast sky and a future that is unimaginably brilliant. A small dream soil can't satisfy his ethereal ambitions.

What is ethereal ambition?

It's just knowing what you want, not where to go.

Just like many people fantasize about driving luxury cars, living in luxury houses, sleeping with angel faces, and women with angel faces and eighty-four, sixty-two, and eighty-six, but they don't know how to realize their ambitions, and through what kind of ways, to achieve this result in a conventional or even unconventional way.

Just think so.

Rumble!

There was a violent tremble.

The whole dream soil was shaking.

Outside the dream soil, the Empty Separation Boundary, which had been lined up, finally launched a charge again.

This time, there was a strong enough strong man to make a move.

This blow shook the foundation of the dream soil, and even caused some players to be forced to 'go offline'.

Because the game starts to be unstable.

This is especially true of the 'new game' that Cologne has developed from scratch.

After all, the number of his players is now relatively large, and the 'server' has been impacted, and there have been some overload changes... It's understandable, right?

At this moment, Cologne is lying on the chest of a female soldier with a great heart, dreaming of her childhood.

The sweet juice watered his childlike interest.

The slightly fishy aroma always makes people linger.

Man... It is such a nostalgic creature that never wants to go back to the place where it was born and continue to taste the first bite of food.

When dreams collide.

Cologne's hand shook, and the force was a little great.

So the soup and water were sprinkled on his face, which looked particularly embarrassing.

Before he could get angry, the adjutant rushed in from outside.

"General! Oh no, General, the enemy is coming!" the adjutant did not squint, even if the woman with a broad heart and was swaying was once his wife, the mother of his children.

"What enemy? Where is the enemy?" Cologne was furious, he only felt insulted.

Because of the sudden impact and trembling of that moment, he also shook a little, so that the long sword, which had not yet been put into the scabbard, had already spilled rust stains, and lost its sharpness and luster.

"Void Detachment! It was the Void Alien who attacked. The adjutant said quickly.

Although Cologne took away her wife and insulted her.

But the adjutant was genuinely loyal to Cologne, because there was no contradiction at all.

A man, if he is willing to completely let go of his dignity and do something that ordinary people can never do, then he must be able to mix very well... At least broadly speaking, more than most people.

"What about Feng Linwan? Which one else has the surname Guo? Are they all dead? Why don't you resist? Why don't you attack in advance and kill the enemy? Waiting for the enemy to kill?" Cologne became even more angry.

He hadn't even figured out what the situation was now.

"Report to the general! The letter of invitation to the regimental commander has been sent to you five days ago, and a total of twelve letters have been sent for five consecutive days. Each one is recorded in the archives of the military department, and it is you... It was postponed for the time being and not processed. The adjutant grimaced and cautiously reminded.

He understood what that meant.

So he only hoped that the master he recognized wouldn't be so stupid, and he didn't react to it.

It's a pity... Murphy's Law is hard to break.

The more you don't want something to happen, the more it will happen.

"What do you mean? Bastard, you mean, it's all my fault?" Cologne picked up a rod at the head of the bed that still had bodily fluids on it, and slammed it at the adjutant with his head over his face.

The magic piercing rod with some small thorns pierced the adjutant's forehead under the heavy fall of Cologne.

Some liquid, mixed with blood, slipped down the adjutant's forehead.

"Why don't we go and organize a counterattack! Fight back! We must fight back, if this place falls, we will all have to go to court-martial!" Cologne finally came to his senses and roared loudly at the adjutant.

The interests represented by the dream soil may not be taken too seriously by the behemoth of the military department.

However, the current base city has been abolished because of Chu Jianbin.

The military headquarters needs to have a bridgehead that can be used as a nail to penetrate into the special operations zone and grasp the situation in the special operations zone.

That's why the dream soil becomes particularly special and important.

It not only represents economic value, but more importantly, it has military value.

Suppose it was lost in Cologne's hands.

So even if Cologne has a strong family support behind him, he will have to pay a terrible price to keep him.

The perspective shifted, and the empty detachment that suddenly launched an attack on the dream soil was rare enough to give up on obtaining the Creation Godhead, and planned to be trapped in this battlefield and fight to the death with the plundering camp?

Of course not!

Those powerhouses who separated from the realm, they used a simple trick.

On the surface, it seems that the strong are all there, fighting with the dream soil and launching a challenge for survival.

In fact, it betrayed the whole world, and the strong took away their real bodies and went to snatch the creation godhead, intending to strike a lightning blow, first regain the godhead, and then digest it internally to decide who owns this godhead.

The seemingly strong charge was intended to uproot the bridgehead of the military headquarters in the special operations zone, blow the horn of a formal counteroffensive, and hand in the surrender certificate.

In fact, it was a reverse blow.

What about Feng Linwan and Camp Commander Guo?

What are they doing?

Battalion Commander Guo is leading some soldiers to resist the attack from the empty realm and put out fires everywhere.

He needs to show himself enough in this war, like a hero.

In this way, he will be able to atone for his crimes, clear his charges, and with the help of Feng Lin Wan's future, he will successfully leave the special operations zone and return to the galaxy.

And Feng Lin Wan hid in a quiet place and activated his supernatural powers to awaken the 'second personality' sleeping in Wu Qiang's body.