Apocalyptic starship

The high-end mechanical soldier possesses the combat power of the martial soul stage. In just a moment, he appeared in front of the monk of the alchemy stage and put his hand around his neck, and immediately started to copy the soul data...

A few seconds later, the eyes of the monk in the pill-forming stage, who was struggling with fear and struggle, gradually lost their luster, and he was thrown aside like a rag. The high-end mechanical soldier had an expressionless face. He had just learned a lot of news by copying the soul data. He seemed to be scattered. Xiu is actually a casual cultivator disciple of the Shenji Pavilion who is hiding outside, in order to collect intelligence or participate in certain incidents that are inconvenient for the Shenji Pavilion to take action. There are many such people working outside the Shenji Pavilion, and there are all kinds of rumors about the Mechanical Empire. They do.

The high-end mechanical soldier doesn't care about the content of these messages at all, it cares about another thing!

When searching for memories, the high-end mechanical soldier discovered something. His memory had been deleted by himself. This behavior was very similar to the behavior of human monks who worked for zombies, but it was not very similar. Those monks who worked for zombies were either executing It is very strict to hide a big task for a long time, but this monk in the alchemy stage has deleted his memory several times in a short period of time, and the vague memory content shows that it is related to zombies.

"Looks like we have to catch a zombie."

The high-end mechanical soldier said to himself. After seeing the powerful monks who were not causing trouble in the city, the high-end mechanical soldier took off and disappeared into the distant mountains...

The riots are still continuing, but they are getting smaller and smaller under the strong suppression of the mechanical soldiers. The distant engineering robots and human workers are stepping up their efforts to measure the terrain to prepare for the construction of the railway. The engineering machinery has already been prepared, and construction of the railway will begin as soon as the measurement is completed. Nearby occupied cities are connected to other cities.

Not long after, the high-end mechanical soldiers returned and received a very hateful news. There were some human monks with bad conduct who secretly colluded with high-level zombies!

If it's a big deal, it's okay. After all, commerce will continue to communicate underground even if the two countries are at war. It can't be stopped at all. But what makes the mechanical army angry is that those human monks are not trading goods at all, but humans. ! Some people in Shenwu Continent know why the mainland often loses young unmarried girls. Zombies need special girls to go back and refine high-level zombies in order to capture the vast northern area of ​​Shenwu Continent. They know clearly that zombies will even kill themselves in order to kill people, but they still kidnap girls and send them to zombies. When it comes to trading, the mechanical beings simply don't understand whether those few scum understand arithmetic.

Just when the high-end mechanical soldiers were about to detach part of their troops to rescue the girl in the zombie area, a message came from the communication that the mechanical soldiers had encountered riots again.

"There is a riot in the North No. 3 District. The number of people is about 300. They are setting fires and looting everywhere and asking for support."

The mechanical soldiers who heard the news were speechless. Why did they burn down their homes? The high-end mechanical soldiers are very annoyed by those people's endless attacks. Isn't it just the destruction of the city? There was no massacre or robbery. Why are you making such a fuss?

"Authorized use of weapons! We still have to rush to save people, we don't have time to put good people in danger for these scum!"

"Command confirmation."

On the street in the northern part of the city, which was temporarily divided into District 3, a dozen mechanical soldiers quickly retreated and took out their respective firearms. One of the mechanical soldiers was carrying a light machine gun and carried a pile of ammunition boxes behind him. He found a table and put the machine gun on his back. He opened the gun, pressed the bullet chain in, clicked it, raised the muzzle and pointed it at the chaotic crowd holding torches and muskets.

The machine gun fired ferociously, and other mechanical soldiers also fired with their weapons. Dense lines appeared between the muzzle of the gun and the crowd. Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and all you could hear was the sound of flesh being torn apart by bullets...

Ten seconds later, no one was still standing on the street.

"The riot has been cleared."

The high-end mechanical soldier was too lazy to care who was killed. He summoned a group of armed helicopters and mechanical soldiers and immediately rushed to the zombie area. It was going to rescue a girl in another refining den, and at the same time called other high-end mechanical soldiers for help, far away Several transport helicopters took off from the temporary base airstrip. There were rescue robots sitting in the cabin and a large amount of medicine...

Robots are busy…

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A country in the middle of Shenwu Continent.

The palace is brightly lit at night, and the guards and maids are busy coming and going. This is how it is in the palace. The high-ranking royal family can just lie down and enjoy themselves every day with nothing to do. As servants, they naturally have to work every day, even if they have nothing to do, they have to pretend to be busy. Everyone is just acting. , the difference is just the status.

In a brightly lit study, two men and women were entangled together, shouting loudly and indulgently, and the expensive and precious wood hollow table creaked. It was obvious that the two of them were busy borrowing various tools in the study, but the palace maid outside seemed not to hear anything. With his head down and his expression expressionless, the servants in the palace knew what they should hear and what they shouldn't hear.

Finally, the entertainment ended with the low roars of the two people, and the study became quiet.

The strange thing is that there are three people in the study room. A middle-aged man wearing a golden robe is sitting on the side with dull eyes, like a vegetative state. Lying on the desk is a beautiful woman half-clad in a golden phoenix robe. She can wear the noble phoenix robe. The person who created this fragrant painting style can be considered a talent. Sitting on the dragon chair is a strong young man. If the four Transformers are here, it will immediately be recalled that the two of them are the aliens who came out of the crashed spaceship, or rather It's alien humans.

"I just like the way you look in your phoenix robe. It feels so wonderful~" the strong young man teased.

The woman lying half-lying on the luxurious wooden table was arranging her clothes with a flirtatious look. The fragrant scene made the man's blood surge and he almost wanted to play again. He secretly cursed the demon in his heart and quickly suppressed his restlessness. If he did it again, he would be exhausted sooner or later. Down.

"If I weren't trapped on this damn planet, I wouldn't be looking for you. How is the material collection going? Can those craftsmen create spacecraft parts?"

The woman poured a cup of tea and said slowly.

"The collection was very slow. The hateful monks damaged the spaceship very seriously. The craftsmen were lagging behind and it was difficult to achieve results in a short time. You also know that the technology of Shenwu Continent is backward and the cultivation civilization is advanced. Fortunately, I thought of using the royal family to do things. Idea, I wonder how they are taking care of the neighboring countries. Isn’t it interesting to listen behind the curtain to the mother-in-law and govern the world, hahaha~"

"Come on, I don't have much material to deal with the old waste every day. There are also those damn monks! Every so often they come to ask for this material or that material, and they don't give a good look if they can't get it. , a bunch of vampires!" the woman yelled.

"Be patient for now, what we want is to go back. I feel that we are not the only technological civilization in this world."

"Oh? Are there other aliens?"

"That's right, I'll show you something, bring it in!" the man shouted to the door.