Chapter 367
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In the darkness of space, a huge aircraft carrier fleet was flying at full speed.
Most of them were damaged, as if they had gone through a fierce battle.
On the central command ship, on the deck separated by a transparent alloy, Fang Xian stood at the highest point and listened to Situ Weiwei's report. "In the Twin Towers war zone, only 89 strongholds were evacuated. That's less than a third of the original number …"
Fang Xian's expression didn't change.
Most of them died from the attacks of the extraterrestrial demons. A small portion naturally disobeyed his orders and were flattened by the nuclear palm.
Situ Weiwei took a deep breath and continued.
"5,723 registered mecha operators. Among them, 225 can still maintain the strength of a star demon. Full Moon and Breaking Dawn levels — 0! The command center of the Twin Towers planet has been confirmed to have been attacked by several Breaking Dawn level extraterrestrial demons. All of them have died in battle … "
Situ Weiwei reported a frightening number.
"Thousands of mecha operators. All of them are useless?"
Fang Xian frowned. The remaining 225 were all level four mecha operators of different paths. After going through a 'major version weakening', they could still maintain the qi of a martial master. Hence, they could still operate mechas.
Of course, some mechas that were overloaded would probably have to remove some modules to operate normally.
"Martial God Planet … is finished!"
He suddenly said, "Actually, the path of technology that mecha operators are walking is incomplete … Do you know why?"
Without waiting for Situ Weiwei to reply, Fang Xian continued, "How can lowly mortals threaten the lives of mecha operators? Thus, other than transportation and a very small number of strongholds, the research and development of weapons that can be controlled by normal people and can threaten mecha operators is actually forbidden … All of the technology revolves around how to create the strongest mecha. If nothing changes, mecha operators are indeed high up in the sky. Their ruling position is unshakable. They are practically a different race from normal people. "
"But now, more than half of the mecha operators are finished … Our technological weapons are lame. Other than transportation and some defense, the other automatic offensive weapons are basically outdated. There wasn't a problem before, but now it's a big problem …"
Situ Weiwei was confused. "Yes … But what can we do?"
"There's no way …"
Fang Xian's eyes moved. He didn't say anything about the path of necromancy.
It was the same in the previous world.
After all, they were all worlds with True God level existences. If they were to be caught, it would be too terrifying.
I originally thought that there was no level-seven in this world, but from the looks of it, someone who can easily change a universe's constant must be a level-seven. Furthermore, they're from the otherworldly demons' side … This is too much.
"But would such an existence really care about the war between mecha pilots and the Extraterrestrial Demons?"
Just as Fang Xian was in deep thought, a female clerk came in with documents. "Commander in Chief, we have received a communication from the War God Planet … They have agreed to our request to withdraw."
After rescuing the Stronghold, the commanders voted and elected Fang Xian as the commander-in-chief of the fleet.
In terms of rank, he might even be higher than the Cabinet Elder.
Even his military rank was that of a trainee soldier. What a weirdo.
"Has the headquarters finally recovered? It seems like he has recovered from the chaos? "
Fang Xian smiled. "What's the specific situation?"
The female clerk's expression instantly turned serious. "The headquarters has unsealed the SIR-117 top-secret document. The details have been sent to your computer. Simply put, they have organized a team of top mecha pilots to carry out a decapitation operation on the Heavenly Demon Planet's possible 'Heavenly Demon Mother' … The mutation started three minutes and forty-seven seconds after the top team entered the Heavenly Demon Planet … The probability of the connection between the two is estimated to be 89.77%!"
"The otherworldly demons in the other battlefields also started going crazy at that time … The fleet in the main battlefield of the Heavenly Demon Planet has been declared completely destroyed!"
"My teacher, what about the Cabinet Elder and the others?" Situ Weiwei hurriedly asked.
Although she knew that the situation was terrible and hopeless, she still couldn't help but hold on to a glimmer of hope.
"The rescue team has done their best … but the Heavenly Demon Planet has completely turned into a paradise for the otherworldly demons … It's not very optimistic," the female clerk replied with difficulty.
"No … the Cabinet Elder is still alive!"
Fang Xian pressed his forehead and said with certainty.
He used his new True Qi to activate the Mysterious Temple of the Daluo Cave. In this world, he already had some divination abilities and could get vague results.
This let him know that the Cabinet Elder was probably still alive.
They might even have a chance to meet in the future.
"Then I'm not worried."
Situ Weiwei's tense face relaxed a little. "The headquarters actually agreed to let us retreat? Also … doesn't they have any opinion about Junior Luo Yi being chosen as the commander? "
"I'm afraid that the Martial God Planet is more chaotic than here …" Fang Xian shook his head. "The martial artists are greatly weakened and the same goes for the mecha pilots … Not only are the battlefields retreating, but even the conquered native planets are going to be in chaos … The Martial God Planet urgently needs the support of the mecha pilots. But … I think they will have to guard against them, divide them, and rope them in. "
He thought for a moment and said, "You guys can go. Call Huo Wuyong over."
The current Huo Wuyong was just a new recruit on the battlefield. He was indeed only qualified to be called upon.
Not long after, Huo Wuyong arrived. He looked at Fang Xian with a complicated expression.
How did the martial artist who made a private deal with him on the stage suddenly become one of the big shots of the Martial God Planet in just a year?
Other people might not be able to tell, but he could.
The probability of Fang Xian winning this bet was very high. He could be said to be a model of being bold but careful.
"Help me contact your father, Huo Feilong. See if we can make a deal."
Fang Xian said calmly.
The current Huo Wuyong didn't even have the right to negotiate with him.
"Okay … I'll contact him now!"
Huo Wuyong's face darkened. He turned on his special communicator. A screen appeared and a face that Fang Xian was very familiar with looked over.
As expected, it was the chairman of Intergalactic Airlines, the big shot of the Martial God Planet before, Huo Feilong!
"Hello, young commander." Huo Feilong saw Fang Xian and smiled as he greeted him. It was obvious that he knew about the situation of this fleet.
"Do you want to make a deal?"
Fang Xian smiled and asked.
"I'm a businessman. Of course, I like to make deals." Huo Feilong smiled back.
"Protect my family and friends on the Martial God Planet. Help me send some news to the higher-ups … Tell them that I'm going to the alliance. Also, I'm the only Breaking Dawn mecha pilot!"
Fang Xian closed the communicator indifferently and sent Huo Wuyong away.
This was only the first one. Tea Ball was still waiting outside.
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