Mystery Makes Me Strong

After the budgies made the deal, they left happily.

It was originally a matter of spending money to buy materials, but the money let the audience out.

Does this make it happy?

Just like a sports event, the organizer not only enjoys the high-level competition, but also makes money from the audience, and finally has a series of positive feedback effects.

Therefore, in those savvy countries, sports is definitely not a time-wasting industry, on the contrary, it is an enduring industry.

Thinking of this, the budgerigar felt that it could expand the cooperation with the colossus.

Since this colossus likes to be lively, is there any more lively large-scale scene than various ball games?

Its cult, though clever, is also hosting various sporting events to please the deity.

But the strength of those priests is still limited. Although McCann is a big sports country, it is a sport between ordinary people.

How can the sports of ordinary people be compared with those of aliens?

They can completely organize various competitions between aliens with their own background and connections.

Just like everyone prefers watching men's football, the reason is very simple. Men's football is obviously stronger because of its physical advantages.

Sports is like this. Everyone's attention will only focus on the first person. The silver medal winner is a very sad existence.

The budgerigar did not know that behind it, there was a person staring at it.

"Well, that's it, keep looking at it, don't let go of a little detail until it's beyond your control." Wen Rensheng instructed Xiao Huan.

"I know..." Xiao Huan said impatiently.

Obviously, it doesn't like watching birds.

The budgerigar flew seven or eight hundred kilometers in one breath and came to a large villa in a wealthy area.

It flew into the villa and then came to the living room.

It was met by a gray wolf.

"No one is following you?" said the gray wolf.

"No, I'm very careful." The budgerigar was a little unhappy.

"I have seen the negotiation between you and the colossus, and the result is very good. It seems that there are also good people to deal with in the disaster." Gray Wolf said with satisfaction.

"This is normal. Among the greedy and cruel colonists who are prone to extinction, there are also some people who really plan for the indigenous people. As the saying goes, there are no classes that betray their interests, but there are individuals who betray classes." Parrot agreed.

When Wen Rensheng saw this, he completely understood that the Sovereign Society also regarded the Colossus as a member of the catastrophe.

Although it is possible for them to find out that it was the big cat that killed the predecessor of the colossus, but the subsequent appearance of the tiger and goldfish colossus showed all kinds of mysteries, and it was difficult for them to connect with the big cat.

On the contrary, the performance of the two-headed colossus is more like a catastrophe in pursuit of human emotional fluctuations.

Doesn't liking liveliness equal to liking human joy and joy, blood and passion?

However, they would never have thought that there is another kind of thing that likes these as well - xenogeneic.

It's just how could they have thought that someone's alien species can display such a powerful power, and can span thousands of miles, regardless of physical distance, to remotely control the two giant statues?

At this time, the gray wolf said again: "Okay, the broadcast rights of the battlefield have been sold, and the next things have to be done well, the matter of blood iron..."

"Wait, don't mention that thing here, the elders said that it is strictly forbidden to mention that thing recently." The budgerigar reminded.

"Hmph, isn't that the inspector? Sooner or later, we will trample them under our feet! Times have changed, and mortals will soon usher in a new world. The modern age of civilized order has passed, and what is ushered in front of us is The mysterious era of chaos." Gray Wolf sneered.

Wen Rensheng's heart sank when he saw this.

The former collaborators of these big cats finally revealed their true colors at this time.

No, or rather, they always do, they just never show it to big cats.

They can be at the same level of powerhouses as the big cat, with a pleasant face, chatting and laughing, just like close comrades-in-arms.

However, once they confronted those ordinary people who were powerless, they immediately revealed their cannibalistic appearance.

Just like now, these guys are very cautious, even in their old nest, they don't mention the matter of blood iron.

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Because they do not yet have the strength to fight against the more powerful forces of the Order.

It seems that it can only come slowly.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng instructed Xiao Huan: "Remember to keep an eye on these guys and record their every move."

"don't want."

"Be obedient, okay?"

"No, the fat aunt from the kindergarten said, pay attention when playing. Staring at them, how can I concentrate on playing?" Xiao Huan said confidently.

"Aunts must have also said that when you study, you must concentrate more. Now I am assigning homework to you, which is also a learning process." Wen Rensheng retorted.

"Uh... Pretty Aunt Wu seems to have said it." Xiao Huan was honest.

"It's not too bad. I always feel that you are seven or eight years old. In fact, you were born less than a year ago, so you look a little anxious." Wen Rensheng sighed.

"What do you mean, master?"

"I'm saying that you've entered the age where people dislike dogs, and you're not as obedient and cute as you were at the beginning."

"Damn master, I was everyone's favorite cub in kindergarten."

"Is that so? You must be lying again."

"I don't. I never lie to my master."

"That statement itself is a lie."

After some nonsense, Wen Rensheng stopped chatting with Xiao Huan.

He was going to put the Sovereign Society business aside for a while, and wait for the fox to show its tail.

If you chase too hard, the other party will not let your guard down.

...

The next day, Rezhou trench battlefield.

Polm is a mercenary from a local tribe. He has just been hired by a group of Eastern Continents to fight for two thousand dollars a month.

He and his seven sons all went to war.

Two days ago, three sons had been killed by the enemy's artillery fire, that is, what the Eastern Continent said.

He and the other sons were unmoved by it, and the money had been received in advance anyway.

The other half, he didn't plan to take it, was going to steal people away.

After all, the shells looked like they could really kill people.

But soon their captain, a fat chieftain, brought him good news.

"Benevolent Reid commanders, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has reached an agreement with the evil Brufang. In the future, you will learn how to fake death, and real gunpowder will no longer be used on the battlefield."

"But those who pretend to be different will be killed."

"Report, Captain, we don't understand what you said." Polm asked with a smile.

"Idiot," the fat chief cursed angrily, "have you seen the movie of the exercise? It's the same as that. You need to learn simple makeup techniques, how to use ketchup, and all the battle procedures are the same as before. During this process, if you behave too fake, you will be shot dead by the inspection team.”

Polm understands, isn't it a fake?

This is their forte, and cheating and laziness are their instincts.

That's good, he believes he can get on well again.

Until the last son died, then quit, and then trick a girl into giving him seven or eight.

At this moment, a young dark guy in their team suddenly said loudly:

"My dear compatriots, don't you feel sad? We are all human. Those rich people can buy our lives and act for them just for fun!"

"What a simple trap! It's the 21st century, how can there be such a boring trench warfare?"

"We're going to resist..."

Before he could finish speaking, the gun rang.

The fat chief killed him, and then blew the gun smoke: "Look at you, you can't even lie down and pretend to be dead."

Polm also laughed in his heart.

Funny guy, there will never be a savior on the land of Rezhou.

will never.

Whether it is McCann, Western Continent, or Eastern Continent, they are not allowed.

Compared with those monsters, there is no essential difference between them.