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On the dark land, above the cities on the ground, rays of light seemed to be shooting down from the starry sky. They were like ancient printer needles, surrounding the entire planet and printing.
The huge fleet and countless spaceships covered almost every city on the planet.
The super advanced technology displayed by the Galactic Race stunned countless humanoids. In order to save time on evacuation, they directly "printed" all the evacuation tools from the starry sky to the ground.
Otherwise, with their own technology and ability, who knew how long it would take for them to manufacture a terrifying number and variety of evacuation tools.
The speed of "printing" was very fast, but at the same time, the consumption of resources was also very fast.
When Des received the news that he had to leave the planet, he was at a loss at first. After calming down, he did not hesitate to use up all his "assets".
The Galactic Race Corporation had accumulated a lot of assets over the past six years. There were a lot of valuable resources stored in the warehouse, which were all his assets. However, this unhesitating action saved his life. Just a moment ago, he saw a nouveau riche who had more assets than him tried to use his own stock of resources to buy a position on the spaceship in the future. Furthermore, it was a very careful "attempt", but he was executed on the spot by the messenger Fang Mingcheng for the crime of delaying the evacuation. His head was now hanging outside the spaceship for public display.
The bloody order made the other nouveau riches not dare to delay any longer. They immediately handed over all their valuables. Of course, even if they did not hand them over, they would still be used. They did not have any ability to resist or stop. Therefore, in Des's opinion, the nouveau riche had died for nothing.
Because of his "excellent" performance, Fang Mingcheng promoted his position a little bit, allowing him to finally take a few more steps on the long ladder.
Des sighed as he looked at Nicar, who followed the royal family and boarded the advanced spaceship specially sent by the Galactic Race. He had used up all his assets, but he was not as successful as this woman. She was already on the spaceship of the Galactic Race, but he still had to wait for the ordinary "printing" tools of the Galactic Race.
"That idiot!"
He secretly cursed Corriming in his heart, but he did not dare to say it out loud. Currently, Corriming was not only a descendant of the royal family, but he was also a hero of the Galactic Race. He was loved by many people, and his status was much higher than Des'.
Plus, the high race had sent out a small but heavily guarded spaceship. It was obvious that the high race viewed the royal descendant as important.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Dun Lu with some dark thoughts. He couldn't tell exactly what kind of thoughts he had. He probably wanted to see a trace of his approval of Corrimin's evaluation from Dun Lu's eyes.
However, when he saw Tuonlu's indifferent eyes, he felt that he had been too busy currying favor with Captain Ali's men during this period of time. How could Tuonlu care about this woman? He could have given this woman to him in the first place.
"We have to make the next arrangement." Desi cleared his head, pointed at the printing needle from the starry sky and said, "Donlou, how many years do you think it will take for us to understand the technology inside, and I mean just a little bit of it?"
Dun Lu hid his disdain for Desi very well and said indifferently, "I don't know, but I definitely can't see any hope in this life."
However, although Desi didn't understand the technology, he could see through Dun Lu's hidden gaze at a glance. For the first time in six years, he slapped Dun Lu's face and sneered, "That is to say, I don't need you anymore!"
Dunlop was stunned by the sudden slap. In the past six years, Des had changed his attitude during the cave period and treated him very well. Gradually, Dunlop began to despise Des again. After the Starry Sky Race evacuated everyone from the planet, Dunlop thought that a new era had arrived, the era of the Starry Sky!
A scumbag like Desi who didn't understand science at all was bound to be eliminated, and his era had just begun!
Therefore, he couldn't understand where Desi got the confidence to fight against him. Didn't he know that after going to the Galactic Race, scientists like him were even more important? Was Desi crazy? He actually thought that he didn't need him anymore?
Stupid, extremely stupid!
But in order not to be beaten again, he had to suppress the anger in his heart and hide the grievances at this moment deep in his heart, waiting for his era to come. One day, he would be able to trample Desi under his feet and take back all the dignity he had lost.
Desi didn't seem to know that he had foolishly made a directional mistake. He looked at the Galactic Race, sighed, and said to his subordinates something he hadn't said in the past six years, but it made Dun Lu despise his ignorance even more, and then he left.
"I'm going to train. Inform me when the tools are ready. Remember to take good care of the gift I prepared for Captain Ali."
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Nika stood on the edge of the unfamiliar battleship and looked at the planet she was about to leave under her feet. She looked at the transport bodies that were flowing backward like raindrops in the sky, like a big box that was shot into the Galactic Race. She thought a lot, and she was confused.
A few days ago, after arriving here, she was isolated here by an even stranger creature. She stayed here with the other royal service personnel and waited for arrangements.
The Galactic Race seemed to have given up on the treatment of Kerimin. Kerimin, who was sometimes awake and sometimes crazy, was strictly guarded to prevent him from repeatedly trying to commit suicide.
In her life, she had never seen so many "historical figures". Even the messenger Fang Mingcheng, who was known as the great man, had seen her in person once, but the core of the conversation was that he hoped she could continue the bloodline of Kerimin. How to continue the bloodline was self-evident.
Fang Mingcheng had no other choice. This mission wasn't actually that difficult. He just had to ask the doctors to do some tricks and arrange a female orangutan for Kelimin. But the result was shocking. The crazy Kelimin actually "restrained" himself. Fang Mingcheng didn't know if he was really crazy or just faking it.
Although other artificial methods were already being done in case of accidents, the higher-ups always felt that it was better to do it naturally. They were afraid that it would ruin the task given by Mr. Chu, so they strictly ordered him to think of a way in the near future.
Maybe the Drow people had a way, and they could do it with just a finger, but now the Drow people were so busy that he couldn't see them. The higher-ups didn't dare to use this "small matter" to find the Drow people again to prove their incompetence.
So, he had to follow the vine to find the melon and find Nicar.
Fang Mingcheng was also very simple. He didn't say any great principles or feelings. He only said that this was a very important task, and that both of them must complete it.
In this regard, Nicar calmly accepted it. Although she still didn't "like" Kerimin in her heart, she owed him and was even more grateful to him. Even if she had to pay with her life, she was willing to do it. Moreover, in the four years after the doomsday, in the underground cave, she had experienced a lot. She wouldn't pretend that she couldn't accept this kind of thing.
But she made a request. She asked Fang Mingcheng to cure Kerimin. As long as Kerimin was cured, she would complete this task.
This request surprised Fang Mingcheng very much. He was ready to apply for preferential treatment from the higher-ups, but he didn't expect that it would be this request. He was suddenly in a dilemma.
The higher-ups had already given up on the treatment of Kerimin. It wasn't up to him to say that he could. Besides, if he could cure Kerimin, he wouldn't need her. But Nicar insisted on this request, so he couldn't do anything about it.
Nicar was also waiting for Fang Mingcheng's reply, but she was still at a loss. In the four years of the dark doomsday, she had always wanted to find the spaceship that Dunlop mentioned. In the six years of reconstruction, she had always wanted to restore her home as soon as possible. But now, in the starry sky, she didn't know where the future was, nor did she know what she should do.
Below the battleship, the evacuating crowd was in a closed transport airframe, shooting into the sky like raindrops. They left, leaving the planet that they had lived on for generations.
No matter how much the starry sky races disdained her, and disdained this dim and pitiful planet without a star, for the humanoids, she was like a mother, raising generation after generation of humanoids.
And today, they were leaving, and they didn't even have time to solemnly say goodbye.
The raindrops were still rising, forming a magnificent picture of ascension to the heavens. However, the humanoid was no longer able to sigh with emotion. Just like Nika, her heart had settled down, and she didn't know where she would fall in the future.
Even if the starry sky races majestically shot the royal family's secret underground into the starry sky together, it couldn't stir up even the slightest ripple in their gloomy mood at this moment …
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On the other side of the Dark Domain, a silver battleship broke through the darkness at a terrifying speed, madly flying into the depths of the Dark Domain!
Behind it, there seemed to be an incomparably powerful figure controlling the starry sky.
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