Demons were fanning the flames everywhere. The intelligence Wenren Sheng had seen recently was all like this.
If he had truly faced them alone, he would have been run ragged.
Fortunately, the Patrol Division was well organized and still able to cope.
He had seen how formidable demons were. If they could not get at you head-on, they would go after your rear.
They were like eels, slipping through every crack. Even without a crack, they would make one.
Their grasp of the human heart far surpassed that of any opponent he had faced before.
Sure enough, Lao An video-called Wenren Sheng again.
"The Miken People want to duplicate the Space Fortress? Absolutely not. This is definitely a demon conspiracy!" Wenren Sheng understood at once.
The Space Fortress possessed such immense Mystery Points that even the Seed of Mystery had yet to fully analyze it.
It had methods of datafication and reverse datafication, another major category of Golden Finger in novels—
Once the protagonist was datafied, no matter how grievously injured he was, as long as his health bar remained, he could fight like a normal person.
"That is what we think too. If we agree, they will definitely have to dismantle it first and duplicate every component individually. Taking it apart may be easy, but I am afraid that when they put it back together, they might assemble an extra Space Fortress," Lao An sighed.
"Then refuse them outright. What is there to sigh about?" Wenren Sheng said firmly.
He had never been soft-hearted about such matters.
"The demons are courting them."
"Then hit them along with the demons!" Wenren Sheng said directly.
"With those words from you, I am relieved," Lao An said happily.
I have an annual plant.
Wenren Sheng had nothing to say. The old man