I know this ancient god

In addition, he also had the illusion that he would definitely gather twenty-seven people to form a society.

The next time he meets the twenty-seven people, he will probably meet the twenty-fourth person.

Tang Xuan contacted the warship flying nearby through his watch. After receiving the signal, the warship immediately parked and dropped a small spacecraft downward to pick them up into the warship.

"What is this, a machine creation?"

Yate looked at everything inside the battleship curiously.

Never in his time had he seen such a sophisticated artifact.

Tang Xuan smiled and said: "Times have changed. This is the power that belongs to us humans. We have suppressed several ancient gods with them."

The No. 1 support character coughed lightly: "Well, we suppressed several ancient gods who were unfriendly to humans."

Yate nodded slightly.

He can sense the identity of the No. 1 support character.

In the era of the ancient gods, although most of the ancient gods were indifferent and cruel to humans, there was still a small group of people headed by [Jigu] who were friendly to humans. The Society of Twenty-Seven often dealt with the latter.

Yate lamented: "Times have changed!"

He seemed to be able to see old friends who had sacrificed their lives for human freedom in the past appearing here with smiling faces.

Their sacrifice was not in vain.

Tang Xuan led Yate to the cabin to rest.

The soldiers they met on the road were curious about the crudely dressed Yate, but when they saw that Tang Xuan was around, they did not step forward to ask.

The captain informed through his watch: "Your Excellency Tang Xuan, we are preparing to set off for the return voyage. Please help you and your friends sit firmly."

"Okay, I understand." Tang Xuan turned around and said, "It might be a little bumpy later."

Yate nodded slightly.

The No. 1 support character looked indifferent.

None of the three of them are ordinary people, and they don't take this bump in the eyes at all.

Driven by the engine, the battleship dragged an arc of blue flames and turned to face the Northern Star. There was a twist around the ship. At this moment, everything around him shrank inward, and the battleship suddenly disappeared into the starry sky.

"Special Executive Officer An Bei!"

"arrive!"

"Please enter the Minoan Gallery!"

The Minos Corridor was used to eliminate untrusted artificial gods. Although there is only one artificial god in Anbei now, in the future all artificial gods will come to the Minos Corridor regularly to sit in meditation.

During the meditation, the gallery is completely closed.

Operators outside the corridor can activate the killing device to annihilate everything in the corridor. In other words, when an artificial god walks into the corridor, it is equivalent to completely handing his life over to the control of the federation.

The Federation will decide whether to destroy the artificial god based on its recent behavioral performance and psychological evaluation.

Anbei walked into the corridor calmly.

He knew he wouldn't be targeted. Not today, not tomorrow. As long as he is still himself, he will never die in this corridor.

But he felt ashamed.

In this operation, not only did he fail to help in any way, he also became Thor's power bank and almost helped Thor counterattack the federal fleet.

Although no one expected that gods could absorb the power of faith from those favored by gods, Anbei's strong self-esteem did not allow him to pass the responsibility to others.

One person does the work and one person is responsible.

The corridor was bare except for a rocking chair made of bamboo and rattan. An Bei walked to the side and sat down. He closed his eyes and reflected on his actions during this time.

Does becoming an artificial god make you arrogant?

Any bad thoughts about the Federation?

Not working as hard in training?

Questions ran through his mind.

It had been a long time since he had let himself go and asked himself questions. As he did so, he felt very at peace within himself.

After he answered the questions in his mind one by one, he spent enough time sitting quietly in the Minoan corridor, and the doors at both ends of the corridor opened to him at the same time.

"Special Executive Officer An Bei!"

"You can come out now!"

An Bei slowly stood up and walked towards the exit of the corridor. He felt much more relaxed than before he entered the corridor.

Lin Wan stood at the other end waiting for him.

Lin Wan crossed her arms and leaned against the wall: "Has my sister not contacted you these days?"

An Bei shook his head: "We video chat every night."

The two of them walked outside together.

"Now that the Lin family is gone, no one can stop you." Lin Wan said slowly, "Just set a date for the wedding. Then you can be more stable and don't always run to dangerous places."

An Bei was startled.

He didn't expect Lin Wan to suddenly mention this to him, and he was unprepared.

Lin Wan raised her eyebrows: "Don't you think I can arrange it for you?"

An Bei shook his head: "That's not true."

After the Lin family withdrew from the Federation, Lin Wan became Lin Yun's guardian and was certainly qualified to arrange their wedding.

"What is that, are you in a hurry to die?"

Lin Wan spoke very rudely.

She had always been opposed to Lin Yun and An Bei's affairs, but now that the Lin family was gone, she suddenly looked away. There are too many surprises in life, and every minute of happiness is precious, so why should she stop it.

Now she has only one request.

Anbei withdraws from the front line!

As long as Anbei leaves the dangerous front line, she will agree to Lin Yun and Anbei's marriage and will never stand in the way. This is her bottom line. She couldn't let her sister marry someone who didn't know when she would die.

If a person loses a crutch, he can quickly get a new one. But without a psychological support, a person may have an empty place throughout his life.

She can give Anbei some time to think about it. She hopes that when the federation has enough artificial gods and Anbei is no longer needed, Anbei can retreat bravely and give her sister a stable home.

An Bei fell silent after listening to Lin Wan's words.

He loved Lin Yun very much, but he always felt that he was sorry for Lin Yun. The reason was that he was a restless person. His feelings for the Federation were no less than his feelings for Lin Yun, and he couldn't choose between the two.

Anbei murmured: "I am the first man-made god, and I will also be the strongest man-made god. The Federation will always need me."

Lin Wan said firmly: "The Federation will change its cultivation target."

An Bei frowned: "Who?"

Lin Wan snorted coldly: "Me!"

An Bei was stunned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Lin Wan said slowly: "I just confirmed with the leader that I will be included in the list of the next batch of god-making projects. At that time, the federation will allocate a large amount of resources to me as a thank you for Lin's gift of information."

This was approved by the leader himself.

This includes not only gratitude to Lin, but also the Federation's overtures to Tang Xuan.

The Federation is about to hold a general election. According to the Federation's tradition, the candidates have already been decided, and the election is just a formality. The leader hopes that Tang Xuan can work closely with his successor.