Civilization: The bacteria built me ​​a god

Jörmungandr's old body moved forward. He was an old man who would fall to the ground if a child on the road touched him. He felt like he couldn't get up.

If he didn't extort the money for a house, the matter would never end.

"Who is that? He even treated Jehovah's Council politely?"

"How can such an old man be beaten? I blew on him and he fell to the ground, lying on the ground and couldn't get up."

The whispered discussion fell into the ears of the three old men exactly. They laughed it off and stood on the top of the mountain looking at the magnificent scenery. People who were going up the mountain were talking about them. What was there to care about?

The only thing they envied was that they were young. It was great.

The flowers are the same every year, but people are different every year.

They were also sixteen years old, invincible youth, sweating on the basketball court, holding hands with girls on the tree-lined path.

No one is always sixteen years old, but there is always someone who is sixteen years old.

Jörmungandr is indeed very old, and he is more than an era away from these "children". They witnessed every major event on Blue Star, and even dominated many of them.

He turned his head to look at the "energetic" children, waved to them, and nodded.

Then, his temperament changed, from a kind-looking old man to a decisive butcher, and pressed down with one hand.

The ground was collapsing, and a soil dragon made of mud and gravel rose from the ground, as if a dragon roared, resounding through the world. Under the dragon roar, everyone's tiger body was shaken.

The eardrums of people with lower strength burst directly, bleeding, holding their heads, and rolling on the ground.

Standing in the mecha, Uncle Da, wearing a transparent helmet, had a heavy face. On the transparent display screen, data was being analyzed one by one, and the data obtained surprised him.

The cells in the body of the old man, who was only 1.6 meters tall, were developed like the sea of ​​stars, containing energy like the sea.

If he didn't move, it would be fine, but if he moved, it would destroy the world.

It was equivalent to the strength of a 40-year-old polluter, which was respectable and lamentable.

Uncle Da controls the mecha. Inside the huge mecha, thousands of parts are running at the same time and in sync. Under the back of the mecha, a fist-sized energy stone is embedded to provide the mecha with kinetic energy.

Jin Jia holds the ten-meter-long Tang sword in both hands and swings it with both hands. A horizontal cut, a twenty-meter-long silver light stands in front of him. He dare not neglect it, and then another vertical cut.

One horizontal and one vertical, the silver light cross cuts out.

The earth dragon roars.

"Boom!"

The huge sound shakes the blood in the chest, as if the sky was blown out of a hole.

The light is distorted, and where the earth dragon and the cross light collide, there are dots of black light. Just looking at those lights, the mind will be sucked in and it is difficult to get out.

Some people say that you can't meet too amazing people when you are young, otherwise you will be imprisoned in a cage and walk out for the rest of your life. Unless you become amazing as well, you are also as shining as stars in the eyes of others.

The young geniuses who participated in the competition came from various families. I have heard of various legends that some people have fought against mechas barehanded. Finally, for the first time, I saw a person fighting against a mecha with bare hands without relying on technology to equip himself.

Jörmungandr is like a towering lighthouse, a benchmark.

It lights up the flames in the hearts of everyone who aspires to be the strongest. A spark can start a prairie fire.

Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

Jörmungandr is just an ordinary old man, the kind you wouldn't even look at if he were thrown into a crowd.

He shook his head and sighed, "Old, old, and hasn't moved for such a long time, but it's just a tie."

"Old guy, you're just taking advantage of your age, and you're only my 18th-generation grandson, and I still think you're too young." Uncle Da's disdainful voice came from the golden armor.

"You're really angry, little thing." Jörmungandr joked.

In the golden armor control cabin, Uncle Da made a move to run forward, and the golden armor moved synchronously, swinging a ten-meter-long Tang sword and slashing at Jörmungandr.

...

Bai Yi squatted beside Xu Jingzhe and took out two bottles of green liquid, which were as green as jade.

After pouring the liquid into Xu Jingzhe's mouth, he turned his head and looked at Wanfa, who was breathing out more and breathing in less.

"Forget it, it's not much, it's not much, a fortune can be recovered, and the same goes for potions. You are lucky, and you are willing to stand up and help Xu Jingzhe when he is most helpless. You are a man, so I will give you a bottle to save your life."

"Don't think I am stingy, it's really not much, one bottle less, it contains a lot of active elements from the stars of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and stars."

Bai Yi muttered, and took out a bottle very reluctantly and distressedly, and fed it to Wanfa's mouth.

He looked up at the fierce battle between the Tang family's golden armor and Jörmungandr, and felt itchy. He said to the round bracelet on his hand: "Old Yu, what should I do if I feel itchy? I want to drive Mozi to fight these old guys... no, the little guys."

"I haven't fought against the 40-year-old polluted mutants yet!"

Inside Mozi's mecha, Old Yu's voice of crying and laughing came: "Young master, stop making trouble."

"There are two "little friends" over there. These children are growing up so fast and so old." Old Yu made a joke.

"Yo yo yo~" Bai Yi looked at Xu Jingzhe whose vital signs were stabilizing, and continued to tease: "Ugly and small, it makes people feel sick."

Then, his whole body was tense, and the pressure like a mountain almost made him kneel down.

The two old men looked in this direction at the same time, their eyelids drooped, and the old man who covered his eyes spoke: "Little guy, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a mecha to protect you."

"If you make me angry, I will drag your mecha into the water even if you don't have to rely on this old life."

Mozi's mecha opened the transparent energy shield, and Xu Jingzhe, Baiyi, and Wanfa were all covered. Baiyi straightened his body, curled his lips, and said nothing.

He is still afraid of these old guys who have lived for at least two hundred years and have weird personalities.

"Alarm, alarm, the polluters are coming!"

"Alarm, alarm, the polluters are coming!"

Suddenly, an air defense siren sounded over the entire city of Mesluk, and the harsh sound penetrated everywhere.

"Click, click!"

On the city wall, laser cannons appeared, and well-trained soldiers also held laser guns and climbed onto the city wall neatly, with solemn and serious expressions.

In the city of Meslak, a drone the size of a plate also appeared, with a camera extending from the bottom to scan the depths of the contaminated area.

At this time, the polluters invaded Mosluk City?

Could it be that...he also came here for Xu Jingzhe?

However, many people are confused. It is true that Xu Jingzhe is a polluter. Why didn't the alarm sound when he appeared within the effective range of Mosluk City? This doesn't make sense.

Also, the friend who came to help him also didn’t have the alarm sound?

For a time, many people were confused and did not understand the meaning.

"All contestants are asked to return to Mosluk City and jointly defend against intruders."

"All contestants are asked to return to Mosluk City and jointly defend against intruders."