After Signing In For Ten Years, I Overturned The Whole Universe

"I was actually targeted by them?"

Zhuang Feng still remembered that when he and Liz sneaked in there, any gatekeeper could knock down LV3. I don't know this. Although their guns were used to hit spaceships, they could be as effective as shooting on the ground.

If he really fights and covers a round of firepower, he would have worked in vain for so long.

"But since the advantage is so great, why does he even test me?"

Zhuang Feng thought for a while, and found that the problem may be in some of the system's permissions, not to mention, whether it is production capacity, garbage collection capacity, or space technology that other people cannot understand, they are enough to make other forces fear the own force. .

They haven't done anything to themselves yet, which shows that they are afraid of what forces behind own they cannot cope with, and are even more afraid of retaliation caused by rash attacks.

Therefore, the Fons Consortium will use other forces on the Garbage Star to test the performance of Future City in all aspects, and as long as it can be proved that Future City is only a weak force with a serious bias, the disaster of extinction will fall on itself in the blink of an eye. .

As for going to war, it was definitely an extremely stupid behavior. Even if Zhuang Feng could defeat the garbage star's opponent, he couldn't deal with the Fons consortium that could destroy the planet.

Under that kind of blow, even if Zhuang Feng can escape from the garbage star, most people can't escape. Besides, if he leaves the garbage star, where can he go to collect supplies for free and legally?

After thinking about it, Zhuang Feng came to the conclusion that he must make the Fons consortium remain jealous of the strength of the Future City, and at the same time let the other party know that the Future City will not threaten them and can provide benefits that they had never thought of in the past.

In other words, let the person in charge of the garbage star of the Fons consortium understand that the existence of the future city will only benefit the Fons consortium and even him.

It stands to reason that Zhuang Feng should hurry up to the person in charge on the opposite side, and let him sit down happily and get the money together.

But the problem is that this group of refugees is really amazing. In just a few days, the production facilities provided by the system are almost running at full capacity.

"I have to take advantage of this opportunity."

Zhuang Feng feels that since the other party wants to test himself, then the other party will never be able to try. Only when the other party is pushed to the limit can the negotiation achieve the best results. But to achieve this effect, he still needs to do something. Prepare.

He set up a training class, put all the skills needed for combat in it, and put the medicine that can make people safely break the gene lock in the exchange warehouse. After that, he started contacting the system again.

[Does Big Brother need anything? 】

"Can you directly sell me the drawings of weapons and equipment? The sign-in is too random."

[The big Big Brother that is not good, the sign-in system exists to prevent the Big Brothers from getting it too early...]

"Okay, just tell me what you want."

[I'm going to help the Big Brother fight for it! 】The sound of pattering footsteps came from the opposite side, and it didn’t take long for the sound to appear again. 【Successful, the boss agreed to directly provide the Big Brothers with finished weapons and equipment. The number of Contribution Points required is four times its own value. . 】

Zhuang Feng: "..."

The Chafan technology in the system industry is getting higher and higher.

But he thought for a while, and felt that it was inappropriate for him to suffer such a great pain alone, so he converted their Contribution Points into recommendation tickets, first doubled them, and waited until the popularity was almost the same, before he could bring out better ones.

Thinking about it, Zhuang Feng felt that he was out of character.

"It was the system world that broke me."

He sighed and asked Hansom to discuss how to further stimulate the enthusiasm of the residents.

...

Charman felt that he was watching a one-year-old documentary this month. On the satellite, he watched as a large number of refugees flooded into the opposing forces, and with the influx, various technologically-sense rooms seemed to fall. Raindrops came out, and within a month of work, the construction scale of that force had expanded several times.

I don’t know this. With the influx of people, the garbage is cleaned up several times faster. As the area on the surface of the garbage star that can be placed on non-recyclable garbage has increased, his performance has also expanded several times. This makes him a long-lost place. Excited.

But no matter how excited he was, it couldn't compare to the fear in his heart. As the strength of the deportees increased, the opposing forces were no longer facing hordes of refugees.

Armed convoys, LV3 and above, combined powerhouses, and even armed forces with consortiums to eliminate weapons. These forces that met in the past to die and bite have formed an alliance under pressure, but this alliance has exhausted its means and still has no Stepping into the wall of that power, there is no one step.

"At the end of each battle, they can defeat the Allied forces with a slightly higher combat power."

"More than that, have you seen the black-faced man? I have seen him dead more than 20 times, and he is still alive and kicking now."

"I have an impression of him. Isn't he an ordinary person with a stun gun? How can he fire fighter armor in so few days?"

"He's nothing, you see that the person next to him is not. He was also an ordinary person a few days ago. Now he is LV3."

"I dare not say anything else, but the guys opposite are really rich."

Charman agreed with his subordinates, breaking the low-level genetic lock is also no difficulty for the Fons consortium, but burning money is really burning money, but what makes him care more is why the dead guys can drill again. Come out, are the soldiers of that force all immortal?

Reality is not about playing games, there is no such thing as a resurrection point!

"It seems that this attack has also failed."

The subordinate pointed to the team with only one tenth of the number of people left on the offense.

"They don't have much combat power, but they look like they are fighting more and more vigorously, unless we catch a group of people over, otherwise there will be nothing to look at."

Charman frowned. The larger the radius, the more guards are needed on the border. Now the number of people has reached the limit. If the defense circle is expanded, he will have to ask for help.

The problem now is that he doesn't believe in the idiots above. If there is something behind the opposing forces that the Fons consortium can't afford to provoke them at all, and if those idiots directly send people over, things will be difficult to handle.

In that case, either the consortium is gone, and he has no good end, or the consortium is cleaned up and the ball is kicked and kicked. In the end, it is his responsibility.

In short, he would never let the above know the situation as a last resort.

"In the end how to do?"

He walked back to the room, sipping the cat's reprocessed coffee, and pondered.

"If you think of a way to get in touch, how can you keep it safe?"

While thinking, an unfamiliar sound suddenly came from behind him.

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