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Chapter 1285

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However, Ba Yi also felt that Chris was being whimsical. Although Chris had indeed spent his entire life trying to accept new knowledge, learning, and making progress, it was still far from enough for this plan to cover the current huge fleet and involve many advanced civilizations with the knowledge and starting point of an Earthling.

Sure enough, Chu Yunsheng said: "Let him show me the plan first. If possible, let him go and see Zhui. These things need Zhui's cooperation. It is impossible for other races to agree with the ideas of earthlings who are far more backward than them. He can participate, but everything needs to be Zhui. Otherwise, nothing can be carried out."

Ba Yi naturally understood this. If Chris could get the opportunity when they first set off from the cold star, then with the racial composition of the fleet at that time, earthlings were still very strong due to various reasons.

But now, looking around, which one of them was not an outstanding star race, and which one was not an advanced civilization? It was ridiculous to ask them to listen to a long-winded speech from an extremely backward earthling.

Moreover, more importantly, with the knowledge of earthlings, it was indeed impossible for them to reach this height in reality!

It was already very good that Chu Yunsheng could let him participate. From another perspective, he was even training him.

After Ba Yi left, Jit said: "My king, the grand emissary of God's Kingdom came to our place. I heard that they are earthlings from the Sixth Era."

Before saying these words, when Chu Yunsheng was talking with Ba Yi, he had been repeatedly weighing how Chu Yunsheng would deal with the vampires. He faintly felt that the creator of the vampires might be related to the people from the Sixth Era, and Chu Yunsheng's relationship with the Sixth Era was also unclear.

"I already know." Chu Yunsheng said: "It doesn't matter, you and the degenerated people should be from the Fifth Era, not the Sixth Era, so you don't have to worry about them. The cultivation method left by the owner of the ship is very good, and it is very suitable for vampires. I have added some of the experiences of the Drow people. You need to become stronger as soon as possible."

Jit nodded and said: "I understand, my king, we will not stay on that planet. We will follow you forever."

Chu Yunsheng looked at him for a moment and said: "Jit, Shona may not be dead yet. He should be in the Andro fleet. You may have a chance to see him again."

Kitt's eyes lit up. As the older members of the Blood Tribe left one after another, he was almost unable to breathe due to the heavy burden that had never fallen on him. As a result, his personality underwent a drastic change. In this world, he only had Shauna as his only family member. If he was still alive, it would be the best news in this heavy world for him.

After Jit left with the new cultivation method and complicated feelings, only Chu Yunsheng and Ao Mai were left at the entrance of the Star Tomb.

Ao Mai was very nervous. He didn't know what Chu Yunsheng was going to tell him. Even if he had some premonitions, his previous experience told him that this kind of unreliable premonition often turned into a huge disappointment.

Just when he almost couldn't stand this kind of torture, he heard Chu Yunsheng's cold voice, which seemed to come from the distant space, and it sounded so unreal.

"Ao Mai, Ao Mai," Chu.



The news that there would be a planet for supply made the relatively weaker races in the uneasy surrendered fleet feel a little relieved. At least, in a short period of time, they would not be used as "materials" to "resources".

No one knew why Chu Yunsheng and the Drow kept so many fleets.

The general idea was to serve as a backup supply and life force bank. This was in line with the thoughts of most of the upper races, so it was understandable. After all, this was the dark realm. If they wanted to survive, they had to take the opportunity to survive from others.

But for many races that were separated from the original cold star fleet, what they cared about was not this, but another topic that had been discussed recently.

They would have a chance to choose to stay on that supply planet or continue to follow the fleet.

And this opportunity was only once. After that, it would no longer exist. Perhaps, in the future, when there was a lack of supplies and life force, they would also be treated the same as the weak aliens.

Everyone was discussing, but they were not discussing openly.

On the surface, everyone said in unison that they would definitely follow the Supreme Being, Mr. Chu, or Chi Wu and fight until the end of their lives.

But in reality, only after they came to that planet and saw the actual situation of that planet would the final answer be revealed.

Therefore, the heated discussion was only among those who were close friends in private.

The members of the Cold Star Battle Team were no exception. They were not much more indifferent than the aunts who were delivering Moss Cake to the training cabin.

After Ali pushed open the door of the rest cabin, the heated discussion inside stopped abruptly, as if he was some kind of silencer. As soon as he appeared, the members automatically closed their mouths, and there was an awkward silence inside and outside the cabin.

Of course, he knew what these fellows were discussing. He didn't blame them for acting as if they were trying to exclude him. This was because, with his current identity, these fellows would be worried that if they weren't careful, not only would their futures be ruined, but their lives would also be ruined.

Therefore, he tried to avoid them these days and gave them some space.

He watched these team members join the team and trained them personally. He even watched the youngest one grow up. He cared about them as much as they loved him.

As usual, Ali said a few words, assigned some tasks, picked up his things, and left the lounge.

Then, he had nowhere to go.

Unless he ran out of the ship, his silencer would play a huge role in silence wherever he went.

Ali smiled bitterly and unknowingly floated to the training cabin.

After the eleventh major modification of Denglong, the brand-new training cabin was no longer the same as before. It was more evolved, larger, and more complete.

Beside a white instrument, he saw a familiar figure. It reminded him of the time when he had just joined the army. In the military camp that was filled with sunlight, the elites of the special forces were training meticulously. They were full of vigor and motivation, as well as confidence in the future.

He admired this heroic girl who was gradually developing more and more. Da Jun's training plan was quite harsh. As an old team member, he could only barely endure to complete the standard program, but this girl insisted on completing the high-standard program every day.

When he complained to Da Jun that it was impossible to complete the high-standard program every day, Da Jun said that since he had designed it in detail, it must have been calculated and could be achieved.

And now, it was indeed confirmed that Da Jun would not lie. There were a total of three members in the whole team who always completed the high-standard program, and this girl was one of them.

Ali did not disturb her training. He turned and walked to the other side. There were other people in the training cabin. He found that this was a good place. He did not need to worry about his silencer. Because at this time of the day, the team members who were still training were basically people who were determined not to stay on that planet.

He had already completed the standard training program for the day. If he were to continue, he would have to start a new program, which was part of the higher standards. Otherwise, according to Da Jun, repeating the daily program after completing it would indeed strengthen him a little, but it would be meaningless, inefficient, and a waste of time. It would be better to do other useful things.

Ali drank some water first and came to an instrument. Just as he was considering whether he should strengthen it to pass the time or simply sleep here, he was discovered by Denglong, who had just been scanned and immediately returned. "Ali, you're slacking off again!"

Ali suddenly felt a little depressed and almost spat out the water he had just inhaled.

He had clearly completed the standard training. Da Jun must know that it would not take him a second to scan, but he still said that. It must be like countless times before, forcing him to undergo high-standard training.

Today, he was not in good spirits. He felt a little uncomfortable at the thought that some of the team members might be separated in the future, so he wanted to find an excuse to fool Da Jun.

So he took out the gossip he heard from somewhere and said, "Da Jun, the Wu Nu people can also improve their life level, and they don't need to train so hard. Can we learn from them?"

"Where did you hear that from?" Lao Piao said resentfully. That method is very fast and painless. It's like you're patching your body. If you really want it, I'll contact the Drow tomorrow to ask for a place for you and send you to their laboratory.

But it's not hereditary, and it's not natural perfection. Do you want your race to be looked down upon by other races for generations? If you don't work hard now, do you still naively expect your descendants to blame it on them? "

Denglong's latter words were unfair to Ali, because it did not come from the culture of the Cold Star, but from the culture of the people on Earth. People often put their hopes of changing their families on their own children, forgetting that it was their own responsibility.

But Denglong spoke too fast, and Ali barely had any chance to interrupt before he heard Denglong begin a cycle of preaching that made him want to vomit blood, "… Don't you see Time over there? You're a male life, and your life span is several times longer than theirs. Don't you feel ashamed … "

Then, he really couldn't stand it anymore. It was useless to argue that he was disabled, so he immediately climbed onto the instrument. The whole world was quiet, and Denglong left in satisfaction, but he was tragically ravaged by the high-standard program.

Outside, the huge fleet finally set sail in glory.

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The second is even more

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