Rebirth to the Countryside [ Danmei MTL]

2: Cheng Xiao Ran

Lance thought he was dead.

When he came out of the auditorium, thick blood was already dripping out of his mouth, ears, eyes and nose. 

He has just obtained the SSS grade mental power for less than two months, and he is not proficient in using it, and his weak body can't bear this unprecedentedly powerful mental power, but he didn't have the slightest rest, so he used this mental power to search.

All kinds of images and data in the past were invaded into the network of countless planets in the entire Federation.

On the day of the wedding, they controlled everything around the auditorium, allowing the entire Federation to broadcast the evidence of Allen Abraham at the same time, and finally brutally destroyed the spiritual power and body of Alan Abraham and Asa Xavier. 

Those two people will become total waste and will lose all their auras. The two people who have no value will be used by the Federation to criticize and impose relentlessly to death, in order to wash away the whole thing for the federal military and government negative impact. 

The most important thing is that the slut has also lost fertility.

Even if the Federation wants to extract their final value and allow their genes to continue, it is impossible. 

Lance walked out of the auditorium, looked up at the bright sky on the capital star, and curled his mouth. 

Mechas and ground battleships are all rushing over. He knows that he will not live long and his body has reached the limit, but he does not want to die in front of these people, accepting people's doubts and pity, and even his body may be taken to the laboratory. His brain will be excavated, his limbs will be dissected, his cells will be broken down indefinitely, he will become a research material that countless people are eager for, the eternal rotten flesh in the potion. 

That's not what he wanted. 

He pulled out a button-shaped scarlet object hanging from his neck, pressed it down, and a scarlet mecha with a height of about 100 meters appeared in front of him, so domineering that he did not dare to look directly. 

Lance leaped lightly and jumped into the cockpit in the abdomen, driving the mecha into the vast starry sky. 

"Look, it's the mecha of the Military God series!" The pilots in the mecha group passing by the house shouted one after another. 

"It's stronger than the latest Military God VII, my God, it's terrible speed!" 

"Intercept! Intercept! My God, it's impossible to intercept at all. Look, he has changed direction again, his mobility is like a ghost!" 

"Report quickly ! Superior, hurry up! With this mecha our federation will usher in new glory!" 

But the efforts of these mechas and warships are all in vain.

Lance has already rushed out of the ground at the fastest speed, and will soon breaking through the atmosphere, but he knew that there was at least one large fleet waiting for him in outer space.

He was leaning on the driver's seat, bleeding all over, panting, he stroked the brand new console, this Military God No. 8 was originally intended to be given to Abraham, he really liked that man, otherwise nor would he be willing to do so many things for him. 

Pity. 

He lifted a black box from his feet, opened it, and the air-conditioning overflowed. There were ten neatly packed ice-green liquids inside.

The cell activity repair liquid he developed recently, yes, it is a repair liquid and not a nutrient that is everywhere. Yet the two are not at the same level, but now they have to accompany him to the end.