I know this ancient god

"Fuxi's army has lost contact?"

Tang Xuan was so shocked that he couldn't speak when he heard the news.

The Fuxi Legion is not only the top legion of the Federation, but also the top legion recognized by interstellar society, including the Frostbrand Empire. The flagship Fuxi is equipped with space bombs and has the ability to single-handedly destroy small countries.

He still remembered the commander of the Fuxi Legion, the man named Yin Huazang. General Yin is very majestic, but now his life or death is uncertain.

Tang Xuan found it difficult to accept the loss of contact between the Fuxi Legion and the ancient gods, because it meant that the ancient gods who had been resurrected this time were extremely powerful, and the ancient gods that were resurrected in the future would have the strength to face the top federal legions, and the federation would lose the ability to control the field.

More and more ancient gods will be resurrected in the future, and the Federation will quickly lose control of the country after losing its ability to control the field. Although this day would come sooner or later, Tang Xuan did not expect that this day would come so quickly.

He originally thought that he could hold on until the federation digested part of the Hill civilization's technology, and then gain a firm foothold in the intensifying wave of ancient gods' revival, and even take the initiative.

Now everything is in vain.

Tang Xuan still had a glimmer of hope: "Did the Fuxi Legion not use space bombs?"

Lin Wan ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "North Star received two signals, one for activating the space bomb and one for successfully launching the space bomb. The Fuxi Corps used the space bomb, but still lost contact. "

Tang Xuan stood up from the sofa uneasily and paced back and forth in the room.

If the Fuxi Legion cannot do it, then neither can the other legions of the Federation.

The space bomb is already the most powerful weapon in the Federation's hands, and there is nothing more powerful than the space bomb. Since the Fuxi Legion failed to launch a space bomb, the Federation has no way to defeat this ancient god.

The Federation has not yet had time to digest the technology of Hill Civilization, and the Ancient God is a creature that will become exponentially stronger as soon as it gets a chance. He must not be given any time to breathe.

Tang Xuan frowned: "Has the Federation sent someone to check the situation?"

"Pangu Legion sent a reconnaissance fleet." Lin Wan said solemnly, "The Federation wants to find out what happened first. The Shaoyang Galaxy is not far from the Northern Star. If the ancient gods there lose control, the Northern Star will be affected. A big impact.”

Tang Xuan's mood became more irritable.

The Shaoyang Galaxy is not a remote area. Once the ancient gods there lose control, it won't take long for the Northern Star to be impacted.

The only ones I can rely on now are immortals.

"Has Zhao Gongming made the sub-god?" Tang Xuan paused, "We can only rely on them."

Lin Wan nodded: "It's coming soon, I think it will be fine tomorrow."

Tang Xuan murmured: "I hope it can be faster."

Fuxi's army lost contact, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The interstellar society, which was already in turmoil due to the disappearance of Ziwei Star some time ago, was once again in chaos. Rumors were flying all over the place for a while, and there were even unbelievable rumors about the rebellion of the Fuxi Legion.

The Federation urgently needs to find out why the Fuxi Legion lost contact and give the public a justifiable explanation.

That night, the reconnaissance fleet sent by the Pangu Legion returned information about the Shaoyang Galaxy.

The entire Shaoyang Galaxy was covered in hazy yellow light, and they could observe the Fuxi Legion quietly suspended inside through conventional means.

The lights on Fuxi's regiment were still on, but they were motionless, and they couldn't be contacted anyway. However, the battleship itself was not damaged and seemed to be just trapped.

The news was announced and dispelled the rumors, but it did not calm people's fears.

People still feel insecure and demand the government to find out the specific reasons, rescue the humans in the Shaoyang Galaxy, and eliminate the enemies that trap them.

The next morning, Tang Xuan received a communication from the leader's office.

Members of the leadership think tank said: "Mr. Tang Xuan, the production of the sub-god-Zhao Gongming is about to be completed. The speed car to pick you up is on the way. I want to trouble you again."

Tang Xuan calculated the time in his mind and knew that it was almost time to complete the sub-god Zhao Gongming. He replied: "I can do it at any time."

After hanging up the communication, he briefly washed up and boarded the flying car that came to pick him up.

The flying car stopped outside the previous laboratory.

The person who received him was Da Liu, the researcher who was chased and hacked by the armor. Da Liu's spirit was very high, and Tang Xuan asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Is there anything good today?"

Da Liu nodded happily: "I succeeded in my experiment. This is a very important scientific research result. I will definitely win a grand prize. You should be able to see me on the Central News Channel in a while."

The Central News Channel is the news channel with the highest ratings in the federation, and it often shows images of some leaders. It's just that the Federation has now obtained the scientific and technological information of Hill Civilization. It may be difficult to use scientific research results to get on the central news channel.

Tang Xuan did not attack Da Liu. What if Da Liu studied something that Hill Civilization did not notice?

He nodded: "Then I'll wait to see your news."

The two of them walked and chatted, and soon came to the laboratory where the sub-godhead-Zhao Gongming was produced. Through the glass, you can see that the researchers in the laboratory are doing the finishing work. A dark briefcase lies quietly in the precision lathe.

The briefcase is a sub-divine weapon, and the sub-divine Zhao Gongming is hidden in the briefcase.

Da Liu knocked on the door.

The researcher inside opened the door for them.

"We meet again, Mr. Tang Xuan!"

Tang Xuan has been here twice, and some researchers have already remembered Tang Xuan's face.

Da Liu said: "Since you are here, let's start now."

Tang Xuan nodded: "Of course, try to save time."

"We have collected enough power of faith, and people are here." Da Liu turned around and said, "Let's activate this sub-godhead."

As the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming has widespread belief in the Federation, and people from all walks of life are willing to worship him. Although they may not be very pious, the victory lies in his large amount.

The flawless white instruments started running slowly, and the black briefcase suddenly emitted a golden light. The light was so bright that everyone in the laboratory could not open their eyes.

The black briefcase quickly melted and shrank inward, eventually forming a large copper coin that was as big as the palm of your hand.

The laboratory cannot control the appearance of sub-god weapons. The sub-god-Zhao Gongming corresponds to copper coins, which shows that in the hearts of the people who provide the power of faith, Zhao Gongming is linked to money.

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the golden light with bated breath, but no figure came out of the light.

"Zhao Gongming, do you know what you are going to do here?"

In the dark and silent little world, a door shining with golden light stood on a high platform. Anyone who walks into this door can gain freedom. Hongjun in white robes stands in front of the door, and opposite him stands an immortal also wearing white robes.

(Sorry everyone, I found that part of the content of the previous chapter overlaps with the previous one. I will make up the word count for you for free tomorrow)

(Dong dong dong, kowtow to the readers)