The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2619 Effective Communication

Bian Xiu's emergence is also a signal, basically representing a large wave of crazy, eccentric, and irregular individuals going against the grain and onto the highway—

"Fuck, come closer. I need you to fly over that bug at extremely low altitude and high speed, not at extremely high altitude and low speed, do you understand? I need you to use that bug as a backdrop and gradually zoom in to fill the entire battlefield. I need to read the entire broadcast script during that flyby. You idiot, do you know how valuable my time is? Do you know how much revenue a finished video I post on the forum can bring to the company?"

"Oh my god, oh, there are insectoids everywhere here. Those perverted noble lords love this kind of special food that they've never heard of or seen before. Every piece of top-quality meat they take out... cough cough... and don't let these third-tier natives go either. I'm going to fill our thirsty cargo hold with them right now!"

"So this is the Zerg that all the major powers fear like tigers? Ha, they're nothing special. They're still flesh and blood, and they can be killed and die!"

"Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire! For the Emperor!"

"Oh my gosh~"

Cows and horses, middlemen, phoenix men, this timi, and the abstract school trying to revive the golden toilet in the Sky Island era, as well as the War-Sweet Party whose roles are indispensable everywhere.

"That's more like it! Harmony brings wealth, and the world is at peace!" The mage, with a look of satisfaction and warmth, greeted a certain battle-loving individual whose body was half-pierced by the limbs of the fang-like creature in an almost doting tone: "Welcome to the Confrontation Lane!"

"Help me! Help me! Fuck you!"

Li Cang immediately adopted an expression of enjoyment, as if listening to celestial music and his ears were temporarily clear. Expecting the Mage to use something with an agility C value of 100+ to make underhanded moves was truly a pipe dream, not to mention...
Cangzhou-style rescue efforts are widely praised.

Even so, in the spirit of humanitarianism and internationalism, the Mage still generously threw a whole set of black-bodied shrapnel. What, why a whole set? According to the Cangshi Inaccuracy Theorem, this thing will definitely not harm friendly forces. After all, it's already shrapnel, so the skill-level effect is gone and catching it might be a bit difficult.

"Thank you!!"

The old man, Zhanhou, was crying and screaming as he grabbed the fragment of the black crystal cluster he had finally managed to obtain, as if it were a lifeline, and began to hack and slash wildly at the limbs of the insect beneath him.

"It's protected, it's guaranteed to break through defenses!"

This is a meritorious deed, bringing joy to Your Excellency the Magician.

There's absolutely no way Zhanhou would let a dead bug die right under his nose. As for the black body fragments that might cause cancerous mutations and infections later on, firstly, I hope there's war in this world, and secondly, let's live to see that day first.

In fact, the only thing Li Cang had was a Black Body with a severely excessive reaction intensity and a considerable amount of armor-piercing, destructive, ruining, and magic-breaking attributes, which allowed even the Ugly Follower to compete with the insect's armor value. It can only be said that the Great Magic Wand's nature is still too stable.

"Another day full of good deeds?" Old Wang, looking like Celia next to Li Cang, refreshed the page, sporting two huge, dark circles under his eyes: "You'd be better off being inside someone's rotten bug's belly!"

Li Cang raised his hand, and a raging wind and rain swept through the black body like dark clouds, accompanied by a roaring black storm: "Heh, you still need to be careful with your temper. Ning's performance is really not very professional!"

"Damn it!" Old Wang snapped, "You at least let me get a full night's sleep!"

"Wow, even in this situation, you're still working overtime? Dedicated to your job, but a novice who loves to play!"

"Damn!!!" "Thanks, it's an eyesore, you don't have to go into the details."

“@#￥%…”

With a dark expression, Old Wang swung his hammer, rolling through the swarm of insectoid waves like a giant sea urchin demon. Every gesture of waving his animated tentacles looked like he was giving Li Cang the middle finger.

Centered on Li Cang, and with the Mirror Mirror of Calamity and the Black Thorn Forest as its radius, the area doesn't seem like a habitable place. In fact, in Lao Wang's eyes, this place is practically a human-shaped walking time clock.
Master Wang, you didn't want this either.
The bell-ringing ceremony for starting work and the resulting waste going to the public—to hell with that! Aren't we all living for that little bit of humiliation and emotional distress compensation?

When Lao Wang, a guy whose casual basic attack could create an area-of-effect attack with a range of ten kilometers, entered the battlefield, he immediately attracted a large number of insects and mutated bloodline creatures to swarm together. The surging waves of sword intent, carrying hundreds of thousands of insectoids and mutated creatures, erupted into the most terrifying roar on the entire battlefield.

Anyone would find it hard to remain calm when they see an organic sphere tens of kilometers in diameter rolling towards them; at least, the America Confederation's fleet, which was hard to build but difficult to repair, was no exception.

"This guy."

"Damn it, I knew it! I knew it!"

"Sir, he's coming this way! What do we do now? Fuck! The fleet lacks both space and maneuverability; we can't evade him effectively!"

"Shields at full strength, prepare for impact!"

Mutual interference and obstruction are the gang's old traditions, or rather, that's how humans are, except that Old Wang is just more straightforward and enthusiastic by nature.

The linked shield system, which is enough to withstand the savage charge of the Zerg, is indeed not very meaningful to Master Wang. After all, no matter how crude Master Wang's sword intent is, it is still self-sustaining. If he hits you with brute force, you have to neutralize it with your own strength.

"Hahaha, fucking awesome!" Old Wang roared, hacking down the insects, the alien beasts, and the America Federation's fleet all at once: "Trying to mess with me, huh? I'm fucking tired, not fucking dead. Do you think I don't know that those few bullshit targeted imaginary life forms in front of me are just some little trick you guys came up with?"

"No, no, no, there must be some misunderstanding—"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's stick them together!"

This is what effective communication is, which shows that they can still understand human language.

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Fortunately, their skills and output patterns are somewhat different from those of the America Confederation; otherwise, Lin Sheng had no doubt that the physical part of the former residence would completely replace the America Confederation as the first order.

This straightforward communication style of America's Confederation can't even be taken too seriously. They're competitors, after all, helping each other out. In short, please don't elevate personal behavior to ideology, otherwise, if you don't give an explanation, Teacher Cang will have to give you one.

Yes, it is a matter of proof and falsification.

Li Cang only needs to make a hypothesis, while America has a lot to consider. Whether it's proving that she didn't do the previous dirty deeds or disproving the unfounded slander of the magician, neither seems particularly friendly. Some petty people could easily find an excuse to get angry.