The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2646 Minor skirmish (Calling for fire support, please subscribe to the latest three chapters~)

Li Cang was speechless.

If you eat it, you can't eat me! (Image)
"Did you send Bian Xiu back?"

Not yet.

When Bian Xiu was mentioned, Lan 177 also had a hard time. He said that the path of the jump channel exit was not yet completely stable: "The Academy of Sciences, Goldfish and America are conducting a study. The information given by the people who came is that, theoretically, there is a possibility of merging the messenger channel with some jump exits of the third line into the shipping channel, but the transport capacity will be greatly affected."

"At least the money you spent on me wasn't wasted."

"Another batch of bio-engineered beasts from Monroe are on their way, but those big guys are hard to get fast. The advantage is that they are all equipped with subordinate relationships and can directly enter the messenger channel without using additional subspace vehicles or skill magic items, etc."

Li Cang remained noncommittal, after all, he was the one who arranged the movement of Changhe Sunset: "Is this the longest the battle line can be? Let's retreat."

"what do you mean"

"The second wave of the expansion of Chaodu is probably already on its way, and Du Lao's ecosystem may not be able to stop it then."

Those outside didn't understand how Li Cang had managed to coax and deceive the Lord of the Nest into submission. After all, they couldn't comprehend or afford to die in a battle between gods. All they needed to know was that they weren't there to fight, at least not now. The top priority for everyone who came here, regardless of their faction, was to frantically seize resources and transport them out, so that the outside world could quickly integrate into an effective power system.

"Understood!" Lan177 nodded, his expression more like a report: "However, those escaping insects will still infect this timeline. The family is worried that by the time something is actually discovered, there will be no place for us here anymore."

Li Cang pointed, and the great magic wand flew back with an unknown skull hooked on it: "The third-line life form has a strong resistance to infection. Its geological composition has been modified by alien life chimeras for many years. If you do a serious survey, you will find that even in this war zone that is active enough, the infection can only spread to a certain range and then it will fall into dormancy."

"You," Blue177 inquired, "has your perception range reached this extent? We're thousands of kilometers away from the core of the battlefield right now, not to mention..."

Li Cang sighed, "It's not like I've only been here once."

"But there weren't any bugs last time."

Blue177 was suddenly in a rather awkward situation. Yes, what else could it be? The infectivity of the Mage himself was on par with that of the Zerg. But to say it out loud would obviously not be very smart.

Factory area, underground.

The geological features of the three lines provide considerable protection, and beneath the protective system of the factory area are rows of independent work cubicles resembling small internet workshops.

"What are those things they're wearing on their heads? Brain-computer interfaces?"

"Uh, it's actually a device that helps you concentrate and control the fateful minions used by the mechs. In a way, it's more similar to Magneto's or Professor X's helmet. Of course, its effectiveness is limited."

Based on a rough perception, the number of people sitting in rows anchored by the power of the three phases was at least in the tens of thousands. There were more than a hundred such cave-like areas. Li Cang casually stopped an exoskeleton armor that had just come off the production line and was assembled. He attached his large magic wand to it, and visible blood-red and black patterns began to spread on the metal surface at a speed of 5 centimeters per second.

“Direct contact would only take a few minutes from the start of erosion to complete destruction,” Blue177 explained. “With the addition of the Fate Servant, this time can be extended five to seven times, which is enough for us to replace spare parts. Judging from the current erosion intensity, indirect contact should be able to delay the entire process to several hours, by which time the squad will have to be withdrawn and its manpower replenished. But if we go directly into the core of the battlefield, these crude methods are clearly far from enough; we need other technologies.” “So there’s room for improvement in strength?”

"It is possible, but there are some characteristics of local materials that we cannot analyze here. Based on this standard, if the strength is increased by 50% and the corrosion resistance is increased by about 15%, some kind of unexplained rejection or repulsion separation phenomenon will occur, and the cast components will directly self-destruct."

"Well"

"The support from home is too slow, and we really don't have any good solutions right now. We're considering testing that mycelial-like infection."

"That won't do, that thing is a bloodline virus."

"Hiss!" Blue177 gasped, "But I noticed that it also seems to have come out of the rift passage?"

"Stay away from that thing, don't mess with her. She probably isn't interested in her subordinates for the time being."

"So it's because of the other one?"

"A mysterious fencing ceremony! The loser becomes the mother of her child!"

"Ahem." Lan 177 almost couldn't hold back. Putting aside the matter of conjugate parents for now, it was indeed those shameless bastards spreading rumors. Our Mage Lord clearly has a great sense of humor: "So that's basically how it is now. I'm sorry I haven't been of much use. Please feel free to give me any further instructions."

"Alive." Li Cang said succinctly, "How many finished materials have been shipped out?"

Blue177's expression turned serious: "It's not safe on the road, and inactivation or preservation is also a big problem, so there should only be a little over thirteen tons now, which is roughly three times that of the America Confederation!"

The America Federation immediately objected: "OIOI, although we have a certain foundation of cooperation and exchange agreements, we're still here. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use us as the reference unit?"

"Ah, sorry about that, it's a habit." Although Lan177's apology template came naturally, his sincerity was obviously full: "It's almost twice the size of the old house."

The American woman immediately felt relieved: 乛乛
The backdrop of the competitor's house: _

It's hard not to feel like your underwear has been pulled out and displayed in public. How did they even know? They're just a few small, insignificant blue-striped soldiers, while our old base here has the entire core team. This is just too damn embarrassing.

Blue177 felt it was time; he couldn't let such a shy magician's trip be in vain. He looked around and smiled, "So, everyone, can we now formally discuss our cooperation model?"

"Sure!" It's hard to say whether they each had ulterior motives, but the America Federation might have some other hidden agendas: "Our leader is on his way here. The America Federation Council's point is that Star Torch's ability to sell goods is unparalleled. If your Instructor Rao can set up the National Protection Array on the third line, we are willing to provide all the raw materials, including transportation!"

Blue177 immediately lost his composure, spewing out a string of garbled words: "Bullshit! Keep dreaming!"

"Uh"

The wailing and howling startled Fang, who was preparing to speak, and he swallowed his words. "I am a civil servant. It would be undignified and improper for me to be beaten up for no reason."