Chapter 220 Weird Scene

Lin Wan was a little confused. She felt that it was normal to need energy. Energy is needed to do anything.

She was puzzled: "If they want energy, just give it to them. It's going to be given anyway, and isn't the power of faith itself a kind of energy?"

Tang Xuan's expression became serious: "Do you know how much they want?"

Lin Wan was confused: "How much?"

Tang Xuan opened his arms to show a large area: "It's not enough to drain the entire federation. What they want is the energy of the whole world."

"Can they eat the whole world?"

Lin Wan frowned.

She didn't expect the immortals to be so greedy.

In her impression, immortals are not worldly, and they shouldn't be so greedy in this matter. And why do they need so much energy?

Tang Xuan boldly expressed his guess: "Remember what I told you before, in order to survive the end of the world, the immortals built a small world independent of the main world. Now their small world is on the verge of collapse, but they are unwilling to give up that small world."

Lin Wan frowned: "Isn't the outside world better than their small world? Why do you always want to restore the small world and hide in it?"

Tang Xuan shook his head gently: "I don't know, maybe you don't have confidence in resisting the end of the world."

Lin Wan snorted disdainfully: "You are so scared that you can't even see the shadow of the end of the world. You are still an immortal. You might as well be a turtle."

Tang Xuan said helplessly: "They have experienced the end of the world themselves. Maybe the end of the world is really powerful enough to make them despair."

Lin Wan restrained her little emotions. She knew that Tang Xuan made sense. She had never seen the end, and the ignorant were fearless. Only when she didn't know what the end looked like could she despise it, and the immortals had been destroyed by the end once.

The immortals who had ruled an era had come to an end, and the Federation's fate might not be better than the immortals. They might be destroyed by the revived ancient gods before the end came.

Lin Wan worriedly said, "Can we defeat the end?"

"I think so." Tang Xuan paused for a while and then said, "I definitely can."

His voice revealed a little lack of confidence.

Lin Wan's eyes showed a trace of worry about the future. She stopped asking Tang Xuan about this question and turned to open her watch to contact the leader's office.

"We meet again. Is there any new progress in the negotiations?"

The person on the other side of the screen was not the leader, but a member of the leader's think tank. During this period, this person was mainly responsible for contacting Tang Xuan and the others.

Tang Xuan didn't waste time. He gave the recording of the negotiation to Lin Wan to upload to the other party, and then said: "First produce the sub-godhood-Zhao Gongming. He will serve as the messenger of the immortal to inspect the situation of the Federation. In addition, the next round of negotiations will be much more serious. You have to prepare a negotiation material for me."

The first two times he met with Baipao Hongjun, they talked about verbal conditions, and they were basically conditions that Tang Xuan took for granted, without the participation of the Federation.

The specific details of the future negotiations will be finalized. The Federation is more professional in this matter, and Tang Xuan is assured to leave it to them.

The think tank members said sincerely: "Mr. Tang Xuan, thank you for your selfless help to the Federation."

So far, Tang Xuan has not received any benefits from the Federation, not even a credit point.

Tang Xuan didn't care.

He just wanted to help the Federation, and the so-called transaction was just an excuse for the Federation to accept help with peace of mind. He didn't want to get anything from the Federation, and the Federation couldn't give him what he wanted.

Tang Xuan asked, "How long will it take to produce the sub-godhood - Zhao Gongming?"

The think tank member did not hide the fact: "The materials for producing sub-godhood have been prepared long ago, and the finished product can be produced in three days."

Lin Wan said with a complicated look in her eyes: "It took us a month at that time."

"The Federation collected materials faster than your Lin family, saving a lot of time." The think tank member said regretfully, "Lin's is the best company in the Federation, and it has a deep research on ancient gods. It would be great if you were still here."

After receiving the technical gift from Lin's, the Federation realized how far Lin's had gone in the field related to ancient gods, which was a height that the Federation could not reach.

In fact, if it were not for [Extreme Ancient] destroying the way for the birth of new gods, Lin's family could have become a family of gods. Their departure did make the Federation very uncomfortable.

Lin Wan remained silent.

The words of the think tank members evoked her sadness.

Tang Xuan immediately said, "If there is nothing else, hang up. Contact me when you activate the sub-godhood-Zhao Gongming."

"Okay, goodbye."

A huge fleet with more than 10,000 ships entered the Shaoyang Galaxy by space jump.

Each warship in this fleet is an absolute active main battleship, which is enough to sweep any small interstellar force outside.

They are the Fuxi Corps that have come here on an expedition.

In order to understand the situation of the planet where the ancient god is lurking, the Fuxi Corps observes through its own observation methods while contacting the local garrison.

"This is the Fuxi Corps!"

"Calling the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

The powerful long-distance communication signal penetrates thousands of light years and covers the entire Shaoyang Galaxy.

"This is the Fuxi Corps!"

"Calling the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

"This is the Fuxi Corps!"

"Calling the Shaoyang Military Region!"

"Please reply if you receive it!"

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In the vast deep space of the universe, the Fuxi Army was a signal source, constantly sending out signals, but no signal returned.

"General, no one answered."

The signalman said to Yin Huazang, who was holding a water cup, in confusion. He had been in the army for three years and had never encountered a situation where he could not contact the local garrison after jumping to a certain place.

The signalman guessed: "Their communication system may have failed."

Yin Huazang clenched the water cup. His keen sense of smell honed by long-term battles made him realize that something was wrong. He immediately issued three orders: "Raise the fleet's alert level to wartime, release space buoys to the target planet, and report the situation to the North Star."

"Yes!"

Yin Huazang's order was implemented, and the huge but not bloated fleet was like a revived giant, slowly moving.

"General, the observation results are available!"

"The target planet has changed a lot!"

The reporter's voice sounded very surprised, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Yin Huazang took a deep breath.

He raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and many pictures and videos appeared on the lenses. In the image, the originally barren uninhabited planet was surprisingly lively, and the surface that was completely unsuitable for human survival was covered with countless large and small playgrounds.

"Haha, you can see everything if you live long enough."

Yin Huazang was not scared, he smiled self-deprecatingly and issued another order: "Release the near-earth probe to find out what's going on there."