Although they are called the four major forces, in fact, the Xinghuan Company is the only one that dominates.
No matter who is to be punished, there is no resistance.
The same applies to setting the rules of the game. What Star Ring Corps says counts.
Others can only protest verbally, but it has no substantial impact.
"Regarding how wormhole space is formed, the staff at the containment station will be responsible for answering the question."
The last question has been answered.
Deng Xiang stood up, bowed, and left the press conference.
He strode ahead, followed by two assistants, who were chatting in low voices:
"You really don't know, huh? I've heard that our spokesperson, Brother Deng Xiang, seems to have died once before, right at the beginning of the catastrophe."
"Is it real or fake?"
"It's absolutely true. They say he was dead for hundreds of days, but then he suddenly came back to life."
"Hundreds of days? You're getting more and more absurd..."
"What's so mysterious about this? I heard that the shelter has a lot of incredible power."
"Really? Can the shelter bring people back to life?"
Deng Xiang, who was walking in front, suddenly paused, turned around and said with a smile: "Fake, the shelter probably doesn't have that kind of power for the time being..."
The two assistants smiled awkwardly.
Deng Xiang continued, "But I did die once. It happened more than ten years ago. I was only eighteen then... Never mind, I won't tell you about it. Anyway, just remember one thing."
The assistant asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
Deng Xiang smiled faintly: "There is a god above my head."
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Star Trek Day 18.
A mansion in the woods.
The two of them didn't stay in their hometown for long, so Su Ze quickly took them back.
now.
The forest is still leisurely, with lush flowers and clear streams.
In the courtyard, around the stone table, Niangniang Qizu, Qifu, and Su Ze were sitting casually.
"Being a patron saint, but not being revered...it's a bit infuriating to hear."
Sipping the fine tea, she sighed.
She sighed after seeing the recent situation of the ancestor goddess.
In this galaxy, the mortal kingdoms obviously do not respect gods as much as Jiang He's hometown. People even doubt whether gods really exist. If they don't believe in them, there is naturally no question of reverence.
"Being a patron saint is just for the sake of being revered?"
The Empress Dowager smiled gently, as if asking herself, but her eyes were secretly glancing at Su Ze.
"Knowing how to be grateful is basic courtesy. Although I am the same guardian deity as you, if anyone is as disrespectful as the mortal kingdoms under your command, I will have to lend a hand even at the critical moment of tribulation to give them a little shock of annihilation."
Su Ze said casually.
"That makes sense." Niangniang Zuzu couldn't help but smile and looked at Yu Fu again.
Su Ze answered for Fuyu: "She was even more ruthless. Even if it meant risking the lives of the entire village, she would still kill the god and replace him. Although not all the villagers died in the end."
Qi Fu glared at Su Ze with her beautiful eyes... She had no choice but to do that, okay? If she didn't kill the god, she would always be at his mercy.
Although it is also related to her own strong ambition.
“Wow.”
Luo Ning'er's figure appeared in front of him.
The girl's face was as rosy as spring, and she was a little shy as she reported to Su Ze: "Sister Nanxi has completed the great cause of founding the country, and the dragon couch in the main hall has also been built. She asked me to ask you when the dragon couch will be ready..."
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