I know this ancient god

A progress bar showing that one-third of the mission's progress jumped out of his sight. Tang Xuan leaned on the glass corridor of the Fuxi, quietly waiting for Zhao Gongming to come find him, and at the same time, he also took this time to think about some issues.

The resurrected ancient god can resist the space bomb. Zhao Gongming defeated this ancient god, which shows that he has a more powerful attack method than the space bomb. If he turns against the Federation, he will surely create greater damage.

In other words, Zhao Gongming is a hidden bomb more terrifying than the resurrected ancient god, and he has only been in the main world for a day.

Tang Xuan originally guessed that Zhao Gongming had good character, but during this short time together, he did not see what Zhao Gongming's character was. But Zhao Gongming's growth rate was too fast, which made him feel uneasy.

Tang Xuan was convinced that given time, the Neutron War Star might not be able to control Zhao Gongming, and Zhao Gongming was not an ancient god, so the No. 1 support character was helpless.

Neither he nor the Federation could place their hopes on the moral level of the Immortal. Moreover, Jiang Ziya's previous performance had shown that the Immortal was not really friendly to the Federation. The two sides are just using each other, and there is a possibility of backlash if they are not careful.

Zhao Gongming can no longer be allowed to stay here to absorb the power of faith.

Tang Xuan's eyes gradually became firm.

If the bridge was not demolished, it might not be demolished. He wanted Zhao Gongming to go back, just like he drove away Jiang Ziya.

There are disadvantages to doing this.

If the Federation needs help from the immortals in the future, it will inevitably encounter great difficulties and may be required to impose some harsh conditions.

He can only hope that before the next ancient god resurrects, the Federation can digest part of the Hill civilization's technology and eliminate the ancient gods on its own, thereby getting rid of the help of the immortals who have other intentions.

Of course, this matter cannot be decided by him alone. He needs to discuss it with the Federation after he returns.

"You seem to be thinking about things related to me."

A steady voice came from behind.

Tang Xuan turned around and was surprised to find that Zhao Gongming's clothes had changed. The original plain white robe had been replaced by a literary and artistic outfit.

The blue and white plaid jacket is particularly bright. The black woolen shirt underneath looks like water flowing on it under the light from the ceiling. The khaki nine-point pants reveal her fair ankles, and the brown round-toe shoes under her feet reveal a hint of stability.

He even wore a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses, exuding the tranquility of time from head to toe.

If he hadn't known who he was, Tang Xuan wouldn't have been able to associate him with the prehistoric immortal God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming.

Tang Xuan was very confused: "What are you doing?"

“When in town, do as the Romans do.”

Zhao Gongming answered briefly with a calm expression.

Tang Xuan stared at Zhao Gongming and looked him up and down for two seconds, and then couldn't help but ask: "Did you choose this clothes yourself?"

He found that Zhao Gongming's clothes were of surprisingly high quality, and the clothes he wore were better matched than most people in the Federation. Could it be that immortals are also special in this regard?

Zhao Gongming guessed what Tang Xuan was thinking, and he said calmly: "Times have changed, but beauty is the same."

The implication: What’s all the fuss about?

Tang Xuan nodded, changed the subject and asked, "Where is that guy?"

Zhao Gongming waved to his side.

A turbid crystal as tall as a person appeared next to him. Sealed in the crystal was a puppet frozen in a panicked stride.

"He is the ancient god who resurrected this time?" Tang Xuan frowned, "Isn't this the puppet that transferred us away?"

Zhao Gongming did not explain. He pinched the magic formula to melt the upper part of the crystal, revealing the puppet's head.

The puppet screamed: "Ah! Please! Let me go! Or kill me! I don't want to be locked up anymore! Please!"

Being imprisoned by [Ji Gu] for too long, he suffered from claustrophobia and had a strong resistance to closed spaces. Being sealed in an immovable crystal, the body cannot move, but the consciousness is still active, which is a great pain for Him.

Tang Xuan looked at him curiously. This was the first time he saw an ancient god in a non-human form.

The puppet cried out in despair: "Please!"

His voice echoed in the corridor, layer upon layer, sounding very noisy.

Zhao Gongming looked unhappy.

The crystal spread upwards, blocking the puppet's mouth.

The puppet's only two eyeballs were moving around wildly.

Zhao Gongming asked Tang Xuan: "How to deal with him? Have you killed him?"

His tone was very indifferent. In his eyes, the ancient puppet god who caused trouble was worse than a pig in the farmer's pen. It would be easier for him to kill it neatly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The ancient puppet god's mouth was blocked, but as soon as he heard that Zhao Gongming was going to kill him, he immediately made a final struggle by vibrating his throat to trigger a resonance sound in his head.

Tang Xuan stared at the ancient puppet god.

The ancient puppet god whined and vibrated.

He could feel Tang Xuan measuring his value. He had never been so eager to prove his usefulness as now.

I'm useful! It really works for me!

I can.

For you to play!

I have everything you like to play!

Do not kill me!

I can help adults find the happiness of childhood too!

Don't kill me!

"Stay, the living ancient god is very helpful to our technical research." Tang Xuan said, "I can control him by cutting off the source of his faith."

Hearing these words, Ancient Puppet God burst into tears. Two lines of clear tears trickled down slowly, sparkling on the crystal.

Tang Xuan looked at the ancient puppet god, thinking that this thing should be able to promote the advancement of god-making technology. After being escorted back to the North Star, there is no need to worry about trouble with the Neutron War Star in charge.

Besides, killing Him would be too cheap for Him.

The Academy of Sciences will use countless plans to help him atone for his sins in the rest of his life.

"Seal it up."

The expression of the ancient puppet god froze.

Then you might as well kill me!

He whined and shook again, but this time no one paid attention to him. The crystal spread upward, freezing him and his tears.

On the other side, under the command of Yin Huazang, groups of small spacecraft flew out of the Fuxi in an orderly manner. Part of the spacecraft flew to the inhabited planet in the Shaoyang galaxy to re-establish order, while the other part of the spacecraft flew to other warships in the Fuxi Legion to search for and rescue possible survivors.

"FX08426 has no survivors!"

"FX01362 has no survivors!"

"There is a survivor on FX07415!"

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Steel warships sailed into orbit around each planet one after another, dropping millions of spherical robots downwards. The robots fell into the streets of the city, and the anti-gravity engines started working, pushing them to patrol the city.

"This is the Fuxi Army!"

"The source of the disaster has been controlled!"

"Citizens staying on the streets are asked to return to their residences immediately!"

"Waiting for follow-up notification!"

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While listening to the report information from the communication channel, Yin Huazang lay on the table and wrote rapidly, preparing an action report.

The population of the Shaoyang Galaxy has suffered a huge loss. Although statistics are still being compiled, there should be more than a billion people.

Fuxi's army also suffered heavy losses and was almost completely wiped out.