We've been targeted by a genocidal weapon. Is that good news?!
Damn, this is really... uh, this is such good news!
What great news!
They were at a loss for words: "Boss, what did you say? I think I'm hallucinating. You just said this is good news???"
"Yes, that's great news!"
All the men: "Σ(⊙▽⊙"a?!"
At this time, Landa did not give them the opportunity to be confused or ask questions again, and directly said again: "It's none of your business!"
Click!
The communication was disconnected.
All the men were numb!
What the hell is going on here, boss? What the hell just happened? He said he'd take us out for a stroll, but before we even did anything, we were targeted by a doomsday weapon.
Report it quickly, and it turns out to be good news?
It's not our business now?!
No! We're being targeted by a cosmic weapon, how can you say we have nothing to do with it? This is fucking deadly!!!
However, before their fear could last long, they heard the AI quickly say, "Crisis over, lockdown lifted!"
"call!!!"
"Fuck!"
"I was scared to death."
A group of high-ranking officers from the Third Fleet wiped their sweat, their bodies completely paralyzed! At this moment, they couldn't help but murmur.
"What's going on over there, Boss?"
"I'm a clairvoyant, how would I know?"
"I don't know what the situation is, but I know that this seemingly petty-minded scumbag is not someone to be bullied. He has a damn powerful weapon of destruction!"
"This is really annoying. The 'new neighbor' has the ability to flip the table..."
"Oh, why think so much? The boss will take care of it naturally."
“That’s also…”
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At the same time, on the Big Slag Star, inside one of the few buildings.
Landa laughed and clapped his hands: "It's actually a world-destroying weapon, great, great!!!"
"What?!"
Daryl was stunned. He gave Lin Bin and the others a deep look, no longer daring to despise them. "World-destroying weapon!" Those four words were enough to completely change his impression of the human race and the Big Slag Planet.
Why?
Because the Landa Bounty Hunters didn't have apocalyptic weapons, only sub-apocalyptic ones! Otherwise, they wouldn't have come to this remote area of the war graveyard.
Although I was doing well in a remote area, it was still a remote area after all, roughly equivalent to a suburban household registration in a city. Compared with a household registration in the first ring road, it was much worse.
More because...
No matter what force it is, no matter what race the other party is, no matter how many people there are!
As long as there is a weapon of world destruction, it proves that the other party is capable, has a backer, is not easy to mess with, and has the power to overturn the table at any time!
What happened to the human race?
If you are so awesome, why don’t you make a world-destroying weapon?
Do you have the background, the money, or the skills?
No?
Then just shut up. Don’t say that he is a human being. Even if he is an ant, you have to lower your head!
Although this was a bit of a "bullying" move, it was indeed the rule. Darryl stopped laughing immediately and dared not show any contempt anymore. He even lowered his head slightly and even moved his butt forward a little bit.
What do you call this? This is called sitting upright.
The attitude changed instantly.
This is the case in places like war cemeteries.
The levels are clear, even "grim". If one's eyes are not bright, he will definitely not live long, and he may die at any time for some reason.
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Lin Bin and others naturally saw Daryl's appearance clearly.
But they didn't say anything.
Strictly speaking, there's nothing wrong with Daryl, he's just a bit outspoken and foul-mouthed, but seeing him act like a good boy now, it's still pretty cool.
"Then what?"
Lin Bin crossed his fingers, rested his elbows on the table, chuckled, and said, "What did you mean by what you said before?"
"What good place?"
“That’s certainly a good place.”
Talking about business, Landa took a deep breath and said, "That is a system that is completely different from our Sacred Technology Alliance."
Lin Bin was stunned: "Huh?"
"I know that's a bit confusing."
"Simply put, it's a grave in a war cemetery. Yes, it's one of those who perished in that great war. But the owner of the grave is from a completely different system than ours."
"Something of another kind of 'science'?"
"In short, that tomb is terrifying. Even many powerful factions can't conquer it. It's currently controlled by three top factions. Three 'alliance years' have passed, and they still haven't been able to open it and obtain the contents."
(PS: Alliance Year is the time unit of the Thousand Star City. One Alliance Day is equal to three 'Molan Star Days'. Just understand it this way.)
“So, they let the news out.”
"Any force with strength and confidence can send a fleet there to jointly break through the defense system. As for what benefits can be gained after entering, it depends on one's own strength."
"Interesting." Lin Bin raised his eyebrows slightly, but thought a lot in his mind.
Digging graves?
He doesn't mind this kind of thing, as long as it doesn't involve digging up other people's ancestral graves.
But this guy was very puzzled: "How can you be sure there are good things in there? And this is strange, a 'grave' with such strong defenses that even the three top forces of the war cemetery can't open it?"
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