A magnificent and tumultuous era, where racial wars and peaceful developments unfold in a high martial world.
A vast and all-encompassing world, with myriad races each displaying their unique...
Small World No. 0358 is not far from Jiangcheng, with a straight-line distance of less than 500 kilometers. In just over an hour, Chu Yao and Jiang Jinghong arrived quickly.
This small world is a bitterly cold place covered in ice and snow, but it is rich in an important mineral material called "Ice Jade Crystal", which is one of the core raw materials for manufacturing psychic cannons and psychic artillery.
The human race has also deployed considerable forces here to protect the safety of the mines.
The ruler of this small world is named Mu Xiao, a martial arts expert at the sixth level. He mainly studies psychic powers related to water and ice, and his domain is also related to these two types of psychic powers.
The military sent him to guard this place, and his combat effectiveness was brought into play to the maximum extent.
At least, Mu Xiao and Gu Dajin have been competing against each other for so many years. Although they have won and lost against each other, the annual mining tasks can be completed in sufficient quality and quantity.
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For the ancient gods, staying here is actually meaningless, as their main task is to destroy.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Their territory is closest to the human race's headquarters, so they must create a strategic buffer zone in the small world as much as possible.
At the same time, the Northern Demon Saint, based on the requirements of the alien alliance's united front, will continue to exert pressure, forcing the ancient gods to stand on the front line against the human race.
Of course, certain benefits will be compensated, such as how much resources are allocated each year, or how many members of the ancient gods are recruited as disciples of the demon saint.
But overall, it still exists like a "puppet".
Even the current military and political power of the three ancient god tribes actually fell into the hands of the disciple of the demon saint.
This is probably part of the reason why Gu Dajin joined the "organization".
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On the way, Chu Yao thought all of this through.
Turning the ancient gods under Gu Dajin into a chip army is undoubtedly selling out the tribe.
From Gu Dajin's perspective, if Chu Yao were in his place, he felt that he would not agree.
However, the current situation is like a balance, and it depends on which side has the heavier chips.
What's more, he and Gu Dajin have a connection through the "organization".
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This time, Chu Yao sneaked into the small world No. 0358 secretly. He couldn't let Mu Xiao know, and he didn't dare let Mu Xiao know.
At least in terms of justice, this is a collusion with the ancient gods.
Not to mention Mu Xiao, even Jiang Jinghong doesn't understand now.
Such an action is like dancing on the edge of a knife.
But at this time, in order to accumulate available troops as quickly as possible, Chu Yao had to do this, and he believed that with his current strength, he was qualified to do so.
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"You can't turn invisible, so stay in my warehouse ring for now. If I agree later, you can go out and receive the team."
Chu Yao gave instructions and asked Jiang Jinghong to be settled for the time being.
Jiang Jinghong was confused and shocked, but at this point, he had no choice but to accept it.
Besides, he also wanted to know whether what Chu Yao wanted to do could be accomplished.
If it really succeeds, Chu Yao will certainly be the beneficiary, and he will also be the biggest beneficiary.
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cold.
It's really cold.
In small world No. 0358, the maximum temperature is below minus 20 degrees Celsius, and there is permanent permafrost everywhere. At a glance, it is covered with snow, and there is almost no green.
Apart from white, the most common color here is black, which is the military camps and resettlement sites left by the human race here to absorb solar radiation to the maximum extent and provide the most basic energy.
A pitch-black watchtower stands out against the snow, but its number of floors is much lower than that of a small world of the same size, and its base is also much thicker, presenting a streamlined structure to the maximum extent possible to resist wind.
However, for Chu Yao, he just felt cold but was not affected in any way.
Although my temperature resistance has not been maxed out yet, it was above five digits last time, so I am not afraid of this at all.
Of course, for the human soldiers here, most of their living areas are underground.
As for the Ancient Gods...
In the mine.
The entire small world was almost divided into three parts, with the human race occupying nearly two parts and deploying a military force of about 50,000, combining fighting and mining.
The Ancient Gods, with a military force of nearly 10,000, accounted for one third of the total.
They lived in the mines and also mined.
The mined ore is then brought back to the human race through official channels and smugglers, who use it to exchange and earn some resources.
Many things are often just like this.
Fight as you can, make peace as you can.
No matter what the environment, survival is the first priority for any race.
Second, it’s about benefits.
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Chu Yao remained invisible and carefully bypassed the human defense zone. On the way, he saw many patrol teams and densely placed detectors, and finally arrived at the defense zone of the ancient gods.
A mountain range in the middle of this small world serves as a natural dividing line. The human race lives on one side of the mountain, while the ancient gods live on this side.
At an occasional moment during the flight, Chu Yao inexplicably felt that such a war and confrontation seemed to have no meaning at all.
Everyone is suffering in this harsh environment, and some people may even die.
But soon, Chu Yao figured it out.
Of course, war is meaningless to soldiers, it is just a means for them to make a living, but its greatest significance lies in the will of the big men behind the soldiers.
Compared with the tight defense line of the human race, the defense zone of the ancient gods seems to have many loopholes.
However, without considering their cultivation strength, the warriors of the ancient gods have stronger physical fitness than human soldiers, and they are also more adaptable to the environment here.
Chu Yao even saw that some of the sparse patrol soldiers had their genes changed by the environment, and their bodies were covered with thick hair, making them look like savages or monkeys.
After flying in stealth for nearly an hour, Chu Yao finally saw the general tent of the ancient gods in this small world.
That is a red area.
The blazing flames and the glow of fire almost covered the entire mountain, making it look particularly majestic and spectacular.
I clearly remember that Gu Dajin's domain was a domain of fire, which I had seen before.
In such an environment, the fire domain is really comfortable.
With such huge consumption, I wonder how Gu Dajin managed to keep going.
After watching from a distance for a while, Chu Yao continued to break into this area in invisible state.
The temperature rose instantly.
It was like entering a greenhouse. The entire mine was filled with members of the ancient gods' tribe, who were naked from the waist up, digging out ice jade crystal raw stones mixed with many impurities from the surrounding walls.
After circling for a long time, Chu Yao finally saw Gu Dajin.
He was in a hall at the deepest part of the mine, with a thick white blanket on the floor. He was sitting cross-legged, practicing.
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