Chapter 170: Butterfly Effect II

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Somewhere in the vast space, there are countless zergs hibernating quietly, these zergs are silent and seem to be in a kind of deep dormancy. As for the Zerg of the Zerg, there is a golden Zerg whose size is comparable to that of a battleship. This Zerg is the only moving object in the entire void. It is eating. There is a cyan zerg corpse in front of it. It is eating bite by bite.

The golden zerg's eating appearance is very "gentle", it will stop after a few bites, and then his eyes are slightly narrowed, as if he is tasting some worldly delicacy. So bite after bite, a whole Cyan Zerg ate it for a whole day. After eating, its pupils became clear for a few minutes, and its eyes looked towards the depths of the vast Milky Way,? It seemed that I wanted to see something clearly through the sea of ​​stars, but in a moment he retracted his eyes and fell on The countless dormant Zergs around the body. The clear gaze suddenly became complicated, as if thinking, thinking with endless loneliness, and finally closed slowly, and became dormant like the surrounding Zerg.

This is a kind of short sleep. This kind of short sleep has gone through seven times, this time is the eighth time, and the time will not be too long, it only takes one day.

Ares Corps,? No. 1 Overhaul Department.

Yan Hao and Dia are standing in the corner watching the two major generals test-drive the newly repaired mechas. The process of the two test-drives is also very simple. They just fight each other. As a result, the more they fought, the more intense they fisted, and the two forced them to retreat directly to the corner.

The mecha stopped until the two men decided the victory and defeat, the cockpit opened, and two middle-aged men who looked very different but were wearing the uniforms of the major general jumped off. Before they retired, they were major generals, and now they are back in the army, still wearing the major general's uniform, but they have no real power.

"It's refreshing!"

"Does your kid have a M physique and is so happy to be beaten?" the other person laughed and cursed.

"Go away, don't use Level 9 mecha if you have the ability."

"You have the ability to get a level nine mecha."

The two fought each other, quarreling like a third-grade child in elementary school.

"Cut, what's so great about your level 9 mecha? I will drive a mimic mecha from now on." After that, the man turned his head and looked at Yan Hao fiercely, "Master Yan Hao, you repaired my mech. , Strictly speaking, you are my mecha maker. When will I make a mimic mecha. I don’t want to choose, just buy one like Sheng Heng.”

"Huh?" Yan Hao was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"Can you count it like that?" The owner of the ninth-level mecha was shocked. Even if he had repaired the mecha, he was his own mecha maker. He immediately looked at Dia with a grievance and said, "Who asked you to fix it for me? ."

"Xin Changwei, believe it or not, I will restore the mecha to you right now." Dia was angry. He is a level 9 mecha maker, and it is too late for many people to ask him to repair the mecha. When has he been so disgusted.

"Ah." The man calling Xin Changwei looked away in embarrassment, pretending that he hadn't said the sentence just now.

"Master Yan Hao, you are so young, let me call you Little Master." The other party yelled without waiting for Yan Hao's consent, "Little Master Yan Hao, Sheng Heng still shouted when he was young After my uncle, speaking of us, we are also a family, this mimic mecha thing..."

"Then say that, Sheng Heng also called my uncle before, then I also want to mimic mecha." Xin Changwei said.

"Two uncles, if you really want to talk about it, I used to call uncles in the God of War Corps when I was a child. There are no one thousand and eight hundred. You want to exhaust my boyfriend." I don't know when the door was pushed open, Sheng Heng Standing at the door, looking at the two people arguing in the room with a smile.

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