Chapter 236 Capture

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

The ancient god that was revived this time could resist space bombs. Zhao Gongming defeated this ancient god, which means that he has a more powerful means of attack than space bombs. If he turns against the Federation, he will definitely create greater damage.

In other words, Zhao Gongming is a hidden bomb that is more terrifying than the ancient god that was revived this time, and he has only been in the main world for one day.

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

Tang Xuan was sure that in time, the Neutron Battle Star might not be able to control Zhao Gongming, and Zhao Gongming was not an ancient god, and the No. 1 auxiliary character was helpless.

Neither he nor the Federation could pin their hopes on the moral level of the immortals, and Jiang Ziya's previous performance had already shown that the immortals were not really friendly to the Federation. The two sides are just using each other, and they may be backfired if they are not careful.

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

Tang Xuan's eyes gradually became firm.

If this bridge is not demolished, it may not be demolished. He wants Zhao Gongming to go back, just like driving away Jiang Ziya.

There are disadvantages to doing this.

If the Federation needs the help of the immortals again in the future, it will inevitably encounter great difficulties and may be asked for some harsh conditions.

He can only hope that before the next ancient god is revived, the Federation can digest part of the technology of the Hill civilization and eliminate the ancient gods on its own, so as to get rid of the help of the immortals with other intentions.

Of course, this matter is not something he can decide alone. He needs to discuss it with the Federation after returning.

"You seem to be thinking about something 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 simple white robe was replaced with a full of literary and artistic outfit.

The blue and white plaid jacket was particularly bright, and the black woolen shirt inside seemed to have water flowing on it under the light from the ceiling. The khaki cropped pants revealed his white ankles, and the brown round-toed leather shoes on his feet exuded a sense of stability.

He even wore a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses, exuding a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere from head to toe.

If he didn't know who he was, Tang Xuan would never have been able to associate him with Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth of the Great Desolation.

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

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

Zhao Gongming answered briefly with a calm face.

Tang Xuan stared at Zhao Gongming up and down for two seconds, and then couldn't help asking: "Did you pick this outfit yourself?"

He found that Zhao Gongming's clothing taste was surprisingly high, and the outfit he wore was better matched than most people in the Federation. Could it be that immortals also have special features in this regard?

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

The implication: What's the big deal?

Tang Xuan nodded, and he changed the subject and asked: "Where's that guy?"

Zhao Gongming waved to his side.

A turbid crystal as tall as a person appeared next to him, and a puppet frozen in a state of terrified stride was sealed in the crystal.

"He is the ancient god who has revived 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 again! Please!"

Being imprisoned by [Extreme Ancient] 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 non-human form.

The puppet cried desperately: "Please!"

His voice echoed in the corridor, layer upon layer, and it sounded very noisy.

Zhao Gongming looked unhappy.

The crystal spread upwards and blocked the puppet's mouth.

The puppet only had two eyeballs left, which were spinning wildly.

Zhao Gongming asked Tang Xuan: "How to deal with him, kill him?"

His tone was very cold. In his eyes, the puppet ancient god who was causing trouble was not as good as a pig in the farmer's pen. It would be a bargain for him to be slaughtered neatly.

"Woo woo woo!"

The puppet ancient god's mouth was blocked, but when he heard that Zhao Gongming wanted to kill him, he immediately used his throat to vibrate to induce the resonance sound of his head to make a final struggle.

Tang Xuan stared at the puppet ancient god.

The puppet ancient god vibrated woo woo woo.

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

I am useful! I'm really useful!

I can.

Let you play!

I have everything you like to play!

Don't kill me!

I can make adults find the joy of childhood!

Don't kill me!

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

Hearing this, the puppet ancient god's eyes were filled with tears. Two lines of clear tears flowed slowly, sparkling on the crystal.

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

Besides, killing him would be too easy for him.

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

"Seal him up."

The expression of the puppet ancient god froze.

It would be better to kill me!

He whimpered again, but no one paid attention to him this time. The crystal spread upwards, freezing him and his tears together.

On the other side, under the command of Yin Huazang, groups of small spaceships flew out of Fuxi in an orderly manner. Some of the spaceships flew to the inhabited planets in the Shaoyang Galaxy to re-establish order, while others flew to other warships in the Fuxi Corps to search for possible survivors.

"There are no survivors on FX08426!"

"There are no survivors on FX01362!"

"There is a survivor on FX07415!"

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One after another, steel warships entered the orbits of various planets and dropped millions of spherical robots. The robots fell into the streets of the city, and the anti-gravity engines began to work, pushing them to patrol the city.

"This is the Fuxi Army!"

"The source of the disaster has been controlled!"

"Citizens staying on the streets, please return to your homes immediately!"

"Wait for follow-up notice!"

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Yin Huazang listened to the report information on the communication channel while writing furiously on the table, preparing an action report.

The population loss in the Shaoyang Galaxy is huge. Although it is still being counted, it should be more than a billion people.

The Fuxi Army also suffered heavy losses and was almost wiped out.