Chapter 225 Antimatter Legion

“The results are obvious.

Under Portio's gaze, you slowly took out an exquisite button—a button generated by the creation of destiny, capable of calling upon the saved destiny.

"What the hell is this thing you got there?" He frowned.

"Oh, this... a cleanup tool."

?

Poteo slowly typed a question mark.

Before he could ask if there was anything else that needed to be done, you showed him your hand, palm up, and told him the answer to the whole universe with your actions.

Yes, my friend.

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Now, returning to the previous point, this is a button generated by the creation of destiny, which can call up the saved destiny. So, which destiny's aura is fortunate enough to be preserved?

Of course, it was the hunting patrol who chased you and took a look at you!

When it comes to cleaning up the mess, no one can do it more cleanly than Him with a single arrow of light.

"Bobotou, I have something to say to you. You must understand that there are no innocent little white flowers in the three parties of the [Argon-Apache] now."

[Company], [Indigenous People], and [Legion], each of them has irreconcilable conflicts.

Yes, Poteo and the cowboys here hate the people in the company, but don’t they also hate the Legion that destroys everything?

The company, driven by profit, will not give up, especially when it owns valuable mineral resources in [Algonquin-Apache].

When the [Legion] has almost wiped out all the people, this planet can be cleaned up and used as a resource planet.

There's no telling how happy the Interstellar Peace Company is. With just some time, they'll be able to take this planet for free.

"This is your last chance to take the initiative." Your words made Poteo fall into deep thought, except for the nickname that followed, "Bobotou."

"I can give you some time. If you want to press it, go and ask a few more people."

After fighting guerrilla warfare with those men in black for so long, Potio really didn't think they had a greater chance of winning.

"...Okay! You know more about the universe than I do, so I'm going to trust you on this one." After taking over the button that was completely different from the local style, Potio finally asked you a question.

"Is there really no other way?"

You punched him and curled your lips. "Who are you trying to be? I have money, but what can this planet offer in exchange? It's just a change of boss and the mining continues. What's the difference?"

No, it’s not the life the local cowboys like anyway.

"That's me. This Lord of Extinction who appears here now, for my sake, can even attack the company as well, instead of just going for the destruction of civilization."

For example, there is still the brother of [Baofu], Fenfeng, who has obtained other titles.

If you call him over and a supernova bomb is dropped on him, he won't even have time to think.

Well, having a family still makes you soft-hearted.

"Come to think of it, this button can be used to call Lan. When I was young, I knew some of his followers. If you've considered it, Sea Patrol Ranger will take care of the after-sales service for you."

So, Potio left behind his luggage, adoptive parents, and daughter, and hurriedly gathered the cowboys with his brothers and sisters to make this decision that was related to the survival of the planet.

Of course, the target is those who are still alive despite these two crises.

Awkwardly holding your daughter who feels uncomfortable but isn't crying, you look at the elderly Mrs. Grey and Mr. Nick behind you, feeling a little worried.

"Oh, Bonnier, this is what immature men are like. Look, I'm still better as your dad." You pinched your daughter's soft and pink hand.

Bonier reached out and touched your face, mumbling something inaudible, and she gave a toothless smile.

——As expected of your daughter.

Bonniere was the nickname you gave your daughter. I don’t remember her real name. Bonniere already had her real name when you picked up the father and daughter.

Unhappy, you are very unhappy about losing the naming rights.

So I didn't deliberately remember her full name, but gave my daughter a nickname to call myself.

[Bonnier] was originally [Boni], which means "daughter of Poteo" for the convenience of understanding and memory.

But it's too perfunctory, and because it's similar to the pronunciation of "Ponyo", whether it's "Ponyo" or "Ponyo, the daughter of Poteo, Little Niuniu", you just pass it up. If you split the syllables again, it becomes "Ponier".

The name Ponyo reminds you of a film by Hayao Miyazaki. You don't dislike the story or the protagonist. After all, if Ponyo could raise someone from childhood instead of a yellow-haired girl riding a will-o'-the-wisp, you'd be happy with it.

Bonil is a brave, innocent, strong-hearted man with a lot of love. This is a very good nickname.

——But in this case, it is Portio’s name that you find difficult to remember.

Is his name Boertou? Or Bobotou? Or Boqiu or Bojiu?

If you haven't used the synesthesia beacon, you may have felt genuinely confused, especially since the last two pronunciations are obviously closer.

It always sounds sticky and gloopy. How could there be such a disgusting and exploitative name? Could it be that the name is just like the person? You've expressed your dislike to him more than once.

Poteo was so angry that he screamed and raged. What tough cowboy, a symbol of bravery, a symbol of free will... Well, I still have to respect him. After all, it doesn't change the fact that his name is an onomatopeia like Booju.

"And for the head of the [Market Development Department], in order to gain an upper hand in the department's competition, [Algonquin-Apache]'s resources are something [the company] cannot give up at any cost.

That's how it was originally.

After hanging up the phone, Osvaldo fell into a long silence. Even he himself didn't know whether he was sad about the countless credit points he had wasted over the past 100 years, or something else.

Sunk costs do not factor into major decisions.

No matter how many times he recited this sentence, he couldn't take back the energy, emotion, and resources he had invested. The more sober he became, the more he understood, the more he could perceive this tangle.

It wasn't until the antimatter army arrived within a short system time and the board of directors hastily ordered the heads of the seven major departments to hold an online meeting that Osvaldo regained his sanity.

"...Lord of Extinction, Star Roar." If the supervisors in the meeting still can't think of anything about these two key nouns, it can be said that they will automatically connect them to "100 years ago", "tavern news" and other content.

Meeting these conditions leads to a rather incredible answer.

The Great Lord of Extinction, Xing Xiao, was destined for destruction, yet he was the only being to have received the presence of the Star God of Miracles himself. It was an ordinary day, and no one had observed her activities destroying civilization. Aside from Star Gods like Memory Fu Li, no one knew what happened.

Who could summon her so easily in [Argonne-Apache]?

Who else could have a broken heart at such a coincidental time 100 years ago, and it also coincided with the news about the "Tavern"?

——[Miracle] Star God.

Osvaldo's excellent expression management means that no one can tell what he is thinking through the Internet.

The only thing left was Diamond, the head of the Strategic Investment Department, saying, "It seems you've reaped an immeasurable return on your investment."

Who wouldn't win in this situation?

"WCC—Oz! I'm starving, hurry up and cook! No grass, no flowers, only meat, plus my daughter's complementary food and her grandparents' meals!"

When you open the door, you gain the upper hand.

Osvaldo, who was in a meeting, almost subconsciously hid the projection. After a moment of silence, he made a final verification, "The... Star God of Miracle?"

"Tsk, forget about it!" You walked in nonchalantly, "What's the matter? You want to divorce me too—no, are you going to kick me out and move into another house by yourself?"

Osvaldo: ...

He didn't really want to admit it, but fortunately, the heads of other departments had figured out his situation long ago.

Now, just from the word "divorce", [Company] can confirm it, at least [Tavern] has confirmed this part of the news.

"One last question, Ming Chong. Why are you... different from the other Star Gods?"

"What do you mean? Speak human language."

The two old men from Portio and Bonil were sitting in the living room, and the moment you entered the room you wanted to grab him and put an apron on him.

"It means that you are not like other Star Gods, rushing on the road of fulfilling your destiny."

"That's it? Ugh! I outsourced it. Tiezai—ah, Boshizun is watching. Hurry up, hurry up, if you delay any longer, Bojiu will come looking for me."

"The news from the Interstellar Peace Company has given us the opportunity to establish a close partnership with the Genius Club.

The [Miracle] Star God outsourced his destiny to the [Intelligence] Star God, who also established a basic miracle system. This wasn't a Star God, but it was very "miracle" and very "intelligent."

This means that hundreds of years of research on the [Miracle] Star God will be overturned.

——The Star God himself is eating friends at [the company]. Is there any joke in the world more outrageous than this?

It's not that the immortals haven't fantasized that the youngest star god so far might appear around them. You know, in the novels and storybooks that emerged in these Amber Ages, the hermits were almost all randomly refreshed. Amidst all the different opinions, they were replaced by the "Miracle" star gods with ever-changing appearances.

Osvaldo, who truly felt the Star God refreshing around him, said: I made a lot of money.

As for any other thoughts, he was pushed into the kitchen before he had time to think about them.

What else could he possibly think? This person was a close friend he had established during his student days, strictly speaking, before he ascended to the Miracle Star God level.

After finishing the meal, Osvaldo had already perfectly transformed from following the Amber King to disliking [Miracle] to disliking the Star God, etc., to—

"Do I have a chance to become a Star God?"

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You slowly typed a question mark.

"Whatever you want, why are you asking me?"

Osvaldo showed the expression of a villain who had done too much shadow construction. "Tell me, Ming Chong, how did you do it? We are friends, aren't we?"

"Hmm... Well, if you ask me that, I can't really tell you. I'm also starting to get curious. What kind of star god can you become?"

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's really embarrassing. Anyway, I don't want to be the Star God. If you want to be one, go see Master Bo Shi and tell him that it's my idea - you have to help me cover for a few days."

You refuse to think."