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To another planet? Good news! My children have a bigger place to hide from the probes. The alien race will never perish!

At this moment, on the planet Chitauri II, officials led several squads of soldiers to look down at the rioting crowd below. Among them were slaves transported from the main planet and intelligent life forms brought from other planets.

"Don't be impulsive, we can talk about anything." The official's voice was amplified.

"What's there to talk about? We're starving, freezing, and now even oxygen is limited! We're going to die anyway, might as well fight! Brothers, follow me!"

A winged alien shouted, brandishing a steel fork made from steel broken off from a factory.

As it lunged forward, the alien flapped its wings continuously. It used to be able to fly easily by doing this, but the gravity on this planet was greater than that on its home planet, while the air density was lower.

Therefore, flapping wings at most only has a slight speed-up effect.

The official pointed forward, and the soldiers around him opened fire immediately. As soon as the matter disintegration bomb was about to hit the winged man, within seconds, the winged man's body began to disintegrate, turning into clusters of scattered cells.

"Friends, I've come with good intentions," the official said with a friendly smile. "Otherwise, if I had simply removed the insulation for a few hours, I would never have seen you all again."

"Please cooperate with me. The resource transport ship is already heading this way. I will take the initiative to lift the oxygen supply restrictions and increase the rations of food and clean water by ten percent."

The crowd below became a bit chaotic, with many people seemingly about to lay down their weapons, even though the amount of food and water provided was still less than it had been a few months ago.

"Don't worry, everyone. This kind of thing will never happen again. The great king has executed the corrupt executive. Once the transport ship arrives, everyone's treatment will be back to what it was a few months ago."

The officials continued to reassure them. As for the executed officer, they could just clone someone who looked similar. The slaves below couldn't have close contact with him anyway. As long as they saw that the person who looked similar to the officer had been executed, they would naturally feel that their lives would improve.

The repeated promises and slightly improved treatment calmed the rioting crowd. There was no other way; as the officials had said, once the insulation was shut off, everyone would die.

After dealing with the last hotspot of the uprising, the official smiled at the crowd that passed by him, and once he reached a secluded spot, he began to report to the Chitauri king.

"Your Majesty, all the riot hotspots have been successfully quelled," the official said respectfully.

"I don't care whether we succeed in appeasing him or not. Thanos will be here soon. What I need is to prevent excessive population loss before Thanos arrives. If you fail to do so, you don't need to come back. Stay on that planet."

The Chitauri king's cold voice came through the communicator.

The official understood the implication: as long as someone is alive, that's fine. Even a fool with all four limbs severed is considered alive, and that would reduce the strain on the system.

Having realized this, the official looked up at the snow-covered sky and thought, "Alas, it's a bit too late to understand now. It's too late to start becoming a human stump now."

We can only use resources to keep these people at bay for now. Fortunately, it won't be long. I just don't know why Thanos wants these guys alive.

A few days later, transport ships began to dock at the port.

"Huh? Why is your ship's life support consumption so high?" The staff member looked at the instruction sheet in his hand, which showed that the consumption was one-third higher than other similar ships, and looked at the transport ship's captain and the crew in the bridge behind with some doubt.

"Who knows? Maybe some sensor malfunctioned, or some algorithm had a bug. Look, I just took a nap, and I've gotten a lot fatter when I woke up." The captain patted his stomach in annoyance. His belly didn't bounce much, but his intestines bounced a couple of times.

This is really strange. It's one thing to gain weight, but it's another to gain visceral fat. If it weren't for the fact that the portable medical test report showed no problems, the captain would have thought he had some kind of disease.

The staff glanced at the other crew members behind the captain and indeed, everyone had gained some weight. Since it was a widespread issue, it was highly likely that the sensors were malfunctioning.

The staff stamped the form, and the leave for all crew members on the transport ship was approved. However, before the leave, they still had to transport the supplies on board to the ground.

This requires relying on intraplanetary transport aircraft. However, for someone who can be a pilot on a space transport ship, flying a transport aircraft is not difficult, especially in this era of increasingly sophisticated automation.

After seeing off the crew, the staff looked at the Class I transport ship with a total crew of over 5,000 and had a headache. After hesitating for a long time, they still approved the repair.

If we don't find the problem and keep wasting resources like this every time, what's the point of having a transport ship? We might as well just scrap it.

After receiving a signal from the staff, the transport ship flies to the dismantling port, where its external armor and weapons are removed. Finally, the transport ship enters the planet's atmosphere and lands on the ground for repairs.

Chapter 280 Mephisto: I said I would come back (Fourth update, please support)

On the main planet of Chitauri, in a cabin in the woods, Natasha's testing case was nearing completion.

The vast majority of the sealed artifacts remained safely inside the cabin in the woods, and the only alien that was released also maintained a strange tacit understanding with the cabin.

The total number of all types of aliens reached a peak of 998, extremely close to the warning line. However, the number of aliens would soon drop again under the control of the Alien Queen. In short, the only rule was to never truly cross the warning line and not give Natasha's side a chance to handle the situation in accordance with regulations.

At this time, the Chitauri king finally welcomed the arrival of Thanos, the leader of the forces, after many years.

Thanos only brought one main ship with him when he came here. The rest of the space fleet was distributed to various places as it passed through his controlled area to maintain the order that Thanos wanted.

"My lord! Welcome to your arrival!" The Chitauri king was extremely humble, disregarding the rules he had set and the affairs of the entire fleet. He simply stood in front of the teleportation point, and as soon as the teleportation point fluctuated and Thanos appeared, he knelt down with a thud.

"A mixture of betrayal and loyalty, diligence and laziness, Thanos, is this part of the deal?" A voice that the Chitauri king had never heard before entered his ears.

Sensing something was amiss, King Chitauri cautiously looked up and discovered that in front of him was not the purple Thanos, but a stranger whose entire body was red. The red on this person's body varied in shade, giving him the feeling that the blood in some places had not yet dried.

When their gazes occasionally met, King Chitauri shuddered twice, as if he saw endless vengeful spirits and a blood-soaked realm.

His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but only a sulfurous smell came from his throat, and the hot gas continued to burn the Chitauri king's throat and mouth.

Thanos raised his double-edged sword with his right hand and struck the ground, breaking the illusion that Mephisto had cast on King Zitauri.

Mephisto was flexing his muscles, and Thanos was no exception. After all, for people like them to cooperate, their strength must be at least on the same level; otherwise, it wouldn't be cooperation, but a one-sided merger.

As for the suffering Chitauri king, Thanos didn't want to pay any more attention to him. This guy had undergone so many genetic enhancements that even a pig could put up a fight, yet his performance made it seem as if all those enhancements were fake.

“There are about 300 million mature intelligent life forms on this planet, and their souls are the bargaining chips.” Thanos, carrying Mephisto, stepped over the Chitauri King and onto the bridge, pointing to the Chitauri II planet in front of them.

Mephisto didn't look at the planet with Thanos; instead, his gaze was focused on some very ordinary things.

Mephisto's unusual behavior was actually quite normal, because this was his first time in the material world without the suppression of the inhibitory force, and his senses were not distorted by the world, so this experience was quite novel for Mephisto.

As for who actually bore the brunt of the pressure, we'll have to ask the superstar who's clutching his head and trying to calm himself down.

At this moment, Thanos was not in a hurry. He just quietly looked at Mephisto. Curious, are you? Then wait until you've seen enough.

"Boring." Mephisto shook his head after seeing Thanos remain unperturbed, then his figure flashed out of the ship's defensive shields and floated in space.

Then, Mephisto opened his arms, and a massive amount of energy gathered in front of him. Crack! A fissure appeared in the space in front of him, and the power of the Hell Dimension slowly seeped in from the fissure.

As the amount of energy drawn increases, the world's pressure on Mephisto also increases, and even the superstars that take the brunt of this pressure are starting to feel breathless.

The gap between legends is unimaginable. Mephisto is, after all, on the same level as Thanos. For a superstar to last this long is already an exceptional performance.

As the superstar's endurance approached its limit, Mephisto lowered his hands and turned to look at the expressionless Thanos.

Mephisto had assumed that Thanos would make a statement when a supergiant was near death, but it seemed he was wrong. Thanos was truly cold-blooded, though he liked that.

"It seems you really want to cooperate with me, so I won't pursue the matter of the quantity being a few million short," Mephisto said, his hands behind his back.

"A few million less?" Thanos turned to look at the Chitauri King who had silently followed.

With a thud, the Chitauri king knelt on the ground with practiced ease. "My lord, we just conducted a census three days ago, and the number is at least three hundred million!"

Mephisto almost laughed, having no desire to explain what was going on. Was this guy trying to outdo him in perceiving living beings?

Thanos understood this as well, saying, "I'll make it up to you."

"No need, just keep your fleet away. The quality of the souls down there is too poor; they need a little catalyst." Mephisto stretched out his hand, and the hellish rifts around his body were directly transferred to Planet Two.

The surging hellish aura quickly entered the planet's atmospheric circulation. Before long, this aura would reach every corner of the planet with the air, and the purifiers in those settlements would certainly be unable to stop it.

Just as Mephisto was about to throw something else, he suddenly paused.

Thanos looked at Mephisto and suddenly felt that Mephisto's clone was a bit unstable, as if the energy had been suddenly cut off. The supergiant was not dead, so this should not be happening.

Or rather, the cause of this event does not exist in this world.

"Damn bugs!" Mephisto's face darkened, and the echoes of his soul's wailing reverberated around him.

However, Mephisto quickly recovered, condensing the corrupted energy into a small statue in his hand, which he then tossed to Thanos.

"I need to take care of some things. You can contact me through this if needed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mephisto's figure vanished from the material world and returned to his own hellish dimension, and the supergiant also breathed a long sigh of relief.

Thanos stood there, pondering his decision. He felt he might have been a little reckless, as Mephisto's own homeland seemed to have significant problems as well.

Thanos knew that a group of demons who had escaped from Earth had gone to the Hell dimension and had been causing trouble for Mephisto.

……

"Why is it that same lousy place again?" Thanos realized that he couldn't seem to get around that tiny planet and that utterly ordinary star system no matter what he did.

Finally, Thanos shook his head, putting aside his distracting thoughts. No matter how incompetent Mephisto was, his clones' combat power was still above legendary level, which was still a considerable help.

Chapter 281 Alien Queen: I declare that this city belongs to the aliens!

On Earth, Yang Qiu remotely observed Thanos's actions.

The script for The Cabin in the Woods is still going strong because it can sometimes be used as a highly effective panoramic peephole.

In fact, after Thor and Lin Zhengying and the others returned safely to Asgard, Yang Qiu kept thinking about what Thanos would do next since he hadn't obtained any of the six Infinity Stones.

Is he gambling that the Human Alliance will hand over the six Infinity Stones to Stark and his team to save their universe, and then he can take advantage of the situation to follow up and take all the stones, or is he preparing to engage in a protracted war with Yang Qiu's side?

As it turns out, Yang Qiu only now realizes that Thanos, this tyrant, has also started looking for outside help.

This is not good news. Thanos alone is troublesome enough, let alone adding Mephisto. Moreover, Yang Qiu doesn't think that Thanos, who has already started to lower himself, would only hire one person.

Yang Qiu originally thought that as long as they continued to drag things out, the scales of victory would continue to tip in their favor. Putting aside everything else, the number of 500,000 mid-to-high-level professionals was there. Once the spiritual energy concentration recovered to a certain level and those legendary-level professionals returned to their peak, he could simply sweep through and crush Thanos and his minions.

However, if we continue to wait, and Thanos's side grows larger, it's hard to say which way the balance will tip. If Yang Qiu's Human Alliance's strength is steadily increasing, Thanos's is rising in leaps and bounds. It's truly an unknown that one side will rise faster.

As for peering into the future to find the best solution, Thanos, Mephisto, and others are capable of forcibly stepping into the timeline. Perhaps without the Time Stone, it would be difficult for them to browse countless futures like Yang Qiu, but preventing Yang Qiu from freely searching through the timeline as before would not be a problem.

It seems the battle is about to begin.

First and foremost, Yang Qiu's task is to prevent Mephisto from so easily reaping the 300 million souls.

In the Hell Dimension, the Holy Lord and eight other demons are sparing no effort to cause trouble for Mephisto. Even if Yang Qiu doesn't provide resources, he can't just sit idly by.

If we simply watch Mephisto regain his control over the Hell dimension to its peak, the pressure the Human Alliance will have to bear will only increase.

Yang Qiu scanned the sealed artifacts in the cabin in the woods. Apart from C'Thun, which was numbered one, none of the other evil spirits or ghosts could be touched.

Their strength is far inferior to Mephisto's; they might be assimilated by the Hell Dimension and become nourishment for Mephisto.

C'Thun needs to remain on the Chitauri homeworld to prevent the Chitauri king from returning with his fleet.

Therefore, it seems that only the externally projected aliens can exert some pressure.

With that thought, Yang Qiu waved his hand, and his spiritual power transformed into a pen, adding another backstage to the backstage of the cabin in the woods.

Next, all restrictions on the Xenomorph will be lifted, and the status of the sealed Xenomorph will be changed from "focus" to "unsealed".

The first person to sense this change was none other than the Alien Queen, who had successfully landed with the transport ship crew and settled on the Chitauri II planet.

The aura of hell has begun to spread. The original intelligent life forms are affected by this aura, and their minds are beginning to become distorted. Those with good tempers have become manic, while those with bad tempers have directly entered a bloodthirsty state, ready to fight to the death over the smallest things.

The situation for the Xenomorphs isn't much better right now. As a Hive-like race, all the Xenomorphs' consciousness resides with the Xenomorph Queen. Influenced by the aura of hell, the Xenomorph Queen finds it much more difficult to control her subordinates.