Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

"Ha, become their god?" Milin, who was eating hot pot in the camp, had a subtle look on his face.

Although by installing temporary base stations along the way, Milin has been able to conduct low-cost instant communication with Gray Wind.

However, apart from paying attention to the backup plan arranged in advance, Milin did not conduct commands from a distance like Qiangu Perfect Man.

Because since those things can detect Milin's departure, they must also be able to detect whether Milin's gaze is still here. Since they want to lure the snake out of the hole, they should do it more simply.

The hands-off shopkeeper is of course the favorite of the fishing party.

But on Gray Wind's side, they still reported everything to Milin, no matter how big or small, including the concept epidemic that occurred in the imperial capital, the suggestions provided by Cassandra, and the strange things encountered during the concept epidemic prevention process. Things, the blood mist hound that Lapland killed, and Alori's speculation... Well, all the words Alori said without missing a single punctuation mark were informed to Milin by Gray Wind.

"It's interesting..." After a brief analysis, Milin found that Alori might have been deceived.

From some perspectives, the fourth natural disaster that came to Milin was indeed delicious.

If their purpose is indeed this, and it really goes as they wish, then if they have mastered the power of the fourth natural disaster...or are empowered by the fourth natural disaster, they are basically invincible in the observable dimension.

As for why Alori can guess so accurately... Alori not only talks about the setting that Milin is a god, she also thinks so.

From some angles, she may think of Milin as the most noble among the people around him, so when thinking about the enemy's methods, she also thinks as much as possible to the atmosphere.

It can only be said that the radio waves are just right... At this point, Gray Wind is outmatched. After all, it is a bit difficult for a high-tech world-destroying weapon like Gray Gu Storm to understand what a group of idealistic beings think.

But in this way, Milin's strength was completely lost, and he suddenly became the treatment of his father who was victorious in every battle.

Although in terms of results, his treatment was a little better than that of his father, the difference was not big in Milin's eyes.

"Is this why, Master, you want to take me with you?" Attila asked, holding a bowl and eating hot pot with Milin.

Milin accepted Gray Feng's report at the dinner table and did not hide it from Attila who was also eating.

When asking questions, Attila's face turned red, as if he had eaten spicy hot pot... But the problem was that this hot pot was tomato-flavored.

"Huh?" Milin, who noticed that Attila was in a confused mood, was slightly startled. He immediately realized that what Attila cared about was the "resistance" mentioned by Gray Wind in this report and the "resistance" given by him. method.

Although Milin and Attila took a bath together every now and then, Attila never concealed his willingness to have a further relationship with Milin.

But so far, Milin and Attila still have a very simple master-disciple relationship, and they have never communicated at any distance.

It's not that Milin is deliberately avoiding it, it's just that compared to the others, Attila is less subjective in this regard. In addition, she is usually quite busy at work, so she doesn't get too entangled.

Anyway, Gray Wind has already prepared a room for Attila in the hanging garden. It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. Attila thinks so too.

But now that Alori specifically mentioned this matter and said that this matter was not simply to make the relationship closer, Attila couldn't help but think too much.

For example, Milin would take her out this time, perhaps to prevent her from being affected by that kind of thing before she had gained resistance through that method.

Although this single "pampering" made Attila feel very warm, it also made Attila feel that he was dragging Milin down.

"Well, actually I just found out about this." Milin, who noticed Attila's little thoughts, said somewhat innocently.

"Ah?" The confusion on Attila's face was instantly replaced by confusion.

"Well, yes, I just learned about it, but Alori was right. This method does exist." Milin repeated what he just said and continued:

"But it's not the only way."

Milin would be so sure that what Alori said was indeed true, instead of wondering whether Alori had added fuel to it.

It's because according to Alori's character, the blood bar may turn pink at any time. If it weren't for this reason, then she would definitely treat Milin's bedroom as her own dragon's nest and prohibit others from getting involved.

"Isn't it the only way?" Attila asked doubtfully.

"This kind of resistance is actually willpower, sanity or other similar things." Milin picked up the bowl, put a piece of tomato beef brisket into Attila's bowl and said:

"The cultivation methods you learned from the Guardian Temple are similar methods."

A lifestyle that eliminates external desires and a calm code of conduct are all training aimed at the possible impact of things in the subspace.

"That way?" Attila looked at the piles of beef slices piled high by Milin in the bowl, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Seeing that Attila looked like he couldn't eat anymore, Milin continued:

"But that method alone is not enough. It must also be paired with the practice of the Force. The Force of the light side can also offset the influence of those things."

"The bright side?" Attila nodded with understanding.

"So don't worry, you don't need Alori's method to gain extremely high resistance to those things." Milin once again picked up a piece of beef and put it into the bowl in Attila's hand, and forced it The beef that was already piled high was given a very post-modern look.

Milin is so confident because Attila's talent in the light side of the force is even greater than that of cheaters like Milin.

He is clearly the incarnation of a world-destroying weapon, but he has such talent on the light side, which can only be described as miraculous.

"Is it just that it has extremely high resistance?" Attila, who did not show a happy expression at these words, noticed some meanings in Milin's words.

Extremely high resistance and the complete immunity mentioned by Alori are not the same concept.

"But at least this extremely high resistance is yours, and others... to be precise, the immunity Ella got from me is not her own." Seeing Attila's entanglement, he pinched her again. Milin picked up a piece of beef and played with building blocks in the Attila bowl and said:

"If one day, I really fall into what those things expect, then those who use this method to gain immunity from me will... or rather change faster than me."

"At that time, you may need to pull me out."

"...If that time really comes, I will not be alone, Master." Attila, who understood what Milin was talking about, said quickly.

"It's not necessary. Besides, you have already helped me on this point once." Milin said seriously, and then put another piece of beef into Attila's bowl.

"???" With a question mark on his face, Attila had to work very hard to maintain his balance to ensure that the bowl of beef tower in his hand did not fall over.

"Besides, I really hope to see those things discover that you are not completely immune and actively affect your reaction." Without explaining to Attila why Milin, who had already helped him once, suddenly showed a subtle smile.

"..." Although he still couldn't understand what Milin was talking about, Attila suddenly felt that Milin would bring him out mainly to watch the scene.