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In the dark vacuum of space, a huge fleet is moving slowly but really fast.

Directly in front of a large number of spaceships and starships are a hundred giant whales that are comparable in size to satellites. Their eyes are like abyss, their fins are like giant mountains, and their mouths spit out space fluctuations. The whale holes on both sides are like the muzzles of naval guns.

With immeasurable energy, this huge cosmic energy directly covers their bodies, allowing them to enter the light speed mode for a long time.

This is the biggest difference between them and other carbon-based organisms. No matter how strong the third-order carbon-based organisms are, they can only enter the light speed mode for a short time. If the light speed is maintained for a long time, the body will collapse under the action of the law of time.

But the "special gene pool" of the space behemoth can do this. There are many theories about this, such as species evolution, cosmic radiation in a special area, blood origin coming from higher-order galactic species, etc.

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But no matter which one it is, almost all tribes of space behemoths regard the gene pool in its body as the most important tribal asset.

The previous cooperation with the Galenic Republic and allowing Galenic scientists to study the body was already the bottom line.

Almost every space behemoth knows that the gene pool on their body is the only meaning of their existence. Once it is excavated by a third-level civilization and made into a light-speed spacecraft, or even a super-light spacecraft, even if it is just to prevent the weaknesses of the spacecraft from being leaked, it must be

Exterminate them.

Fortunately, the two nearby third-level civilizations are mechanical civilizations, and they do not covet the genes of powerful creatures.

But if someone extends an olive branch to a more distant civilization, that’s another matter——

In the cab of a large starship, the light of the holographic projection had just been turned off, and the dimness of the space was revealed again. The faint starlight fell on a huge body, making the son of Kun look like a demon.

"Son of Kun——"

Fern, who was standing behind him, hesitated to speak. He felt that the other party should not do this, but he could not find a good reason to dissuade him.

"Don't worry, as long as we capture that resource planet, we will have enough resources to pay the other party."

"What if we fail? Do we really want to hide the Leviathan gene pool from the elders and hand it over to those people?"

Kun's son said quietly:

"It depends on whether you want to be a Leviathan or a Leviathan."

Fern doesn't quite understand.

"We, the bugs on the giant beasts in space, are responsible for handling their debris and cleaning their digestive systems. The bugs have developed civilization on the backs of the giant beasts, but they are also limited by the giant beasts. If we want to become

The third-level civilization must evolve from a nomadic civilization to a planetary civilization, and occupying a resource planet is a good start."

"If we can really capture this planet, even the elders will not be able to find an excuse to allow us to go ashore."

Only then did Fern understand why the son of Kun was so keen on this resource planet. It was not to please the elders of the clan, nor for his own reputation, but to advance the Leviathan civilization further.

Although the Leviathans and the Leviathan beasts are in the same ecological system, their status is not equal. In the early 'blood sacrifice era', once the number of Leviathans exceeded a certain upper limit, the Leviathan beasts would

Devouring tens of millions of people, decompressing its body.

However, with the development of the Leviathan people and the introduction of biological spaceships and biological space stations, the population pressure was relieved, and the Leviathan people also changed from insects to vassals of the giant beasts.

And all of this is due to the Leviathan people developing their own civilization.

Intelligent species with civilization must be looked at differently even in the eyes of the third-level top behemoths.

"I understand," Fern suddenly said loudly: "I will follow behind you to witness the rise of a powerful biological civilization!"

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The gathering, departure, and movement of a huge fleet cannot be hidden from everyone, especially those who are interested.

Many intelligence officers suddenly became excited and came to the big job!!

The Scourge Legion overthrew the Walter family, so will the new Leviathan coalition overthrow the mysterious Scourge Legion?

After all, according to intelligence, during the battle between the family and the Legion, the Scourge Legion suffered heavy losses in troops. This was a good opportunity.

The intelligence network of the underground black market is once again in operation. Star Swirl forces, planetary governors, mercenary groups, interstellar cults, every force seems to have found a way to chaos just when these two giant waves are about to collide.

Among these intelligence agents was Jace the Turtle, an old acquaintance of the leader of the Cybertron Legion.

He felt that this was a valuable piece of information that could be sold to the person in charge of the Scourge through Mr. G as an intermediary, and at a good price.

So it started to contact Mr. G, but unfortunately the signal was blocked.

It did not dare to go to Mount Longhorn A in person. As the energy atmosphere enveloped the entire planet again, the densely packed fleet wreckage, corpses, and fragments floating in outer space all proved the terror of the Scourge.

It was afraid that it would be killed by those semi-mechanical monsters as soon as it showed up.

Fortunately, Mr. G finally connected to the communication——

"Hey... um... um... come here... it's okay... it's a great honor..."

As Jace hung up the interstellar communicator, his expression was a little excited and a little nervous.

"According to your facial capture information, the probability is 61.1%, which is good news." The artificial intelligence DK51 on the side said.

"Mr. G invites me into the planet, and he will arrange for someone to pick me up."

"That's great."

Jess walked around several times with the adrenaline worm in his mouth and said, "You come with me. We all came from the black market on the ferry. We can't forget you if there are benefits."

"There is a 51.4% possibility that it is because you are worried that you will not be able to convince the master of natural disasters, so you hope that I will use big data to assist you in communicating." DK51 still maintained the calmness of the artificial intelligence.

"Hahaha, why don't you tell me when you see it?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Soon, a starship flew out from inside the planet, landed at the handover point, and picked up the two of them.

"Excuse me, are you a member of the Scourge?"

"Hello, hello, I am the first-level officer of this starship. You can think of it as the captain. My name is Red Flower Demon. Do you have any tasks for me to do?"

Seeing that the npc actually took the initiative to talk to him, the red flower demon perked up and said attentively.

'This soldier of the Scourge Legion is actually so easy to talk to!'

Jace was a little surprised. The few 'monster legions' he knew were basically crazy.

"Old demon, it's rare for you to come out. How about we go pick up some garbage? I heard that someone picked up third-level equipment on the ruins of the battlefield." These were the words of the gunner of the mechanical platform.

"Old demon, I'm a little tired. I want to play on the virtual machine for a while. You can stand guard for me for a while." This is the spaceship pilot.

"Old demon, after this mission, you should hire another repairman. I am a prosthetic doctor who repairs your ship every day. What a big deal."

The corners of the red flower demon's eyes twitched fiercely. What a cunning person! Didn't you see me completing the mission?

'It's better to use NPCs. After the camp opens up the recruitment of NPC modules, I will definitely replace all these positions with NPCs. Players are really unreliable.'

Forget about other players, only the 'Prosthetic Doctor' is close to level 60 and is a rare talent. The Red Flower Demon asked patiently:

"You don't have enough points to buy a machine city. Why, you want to be the captain yourself? Aren't you not interested in this matter?"

The 'prosthetic doctor' said lazily:

"I got the news that cyberspace will be opened soon. I will go back and continue to open a clinic to treat those with cyberpsychosis and severe Internet addiction. How can I have time to waste time with you?"