Leaving in a hurry, God?

"Do you believe I know what you're thinking right now?"

The cheering soldiers also shed tears of joy, tanks and armored vehicles rumbled, and the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield.

Clearing roadblocks or collecting the bodies of fallen comrades.

Someone cheered Wang Ji, but no one curiously asked questions, probably having received instructions from their superiors.

He was near the large pit, and Qi Lin had also come to his side at some point. Actually, she had walked to this vicinity after Wang Ji confirmed the death of the large robot.

She looked at Wang Ji, who was staring blankly at the corpse of the large robot, and suddenly said.

"Huh?"

Wang Ji looked over, somewhat surprised.

"You're definitely thinking that if this big robot could turn into a long, square wooden box, you could probably loot a care package." She said lightly.

Wang Ji's face stiffened slightly, then he scratched his head awkwardly, somewhat speechless.

The corners of Qi Lin's mouth curled up slightly, feeling that she had guessed his thoughts.

"Are you superheroes so trendy? The Chicken Dinner Game has only been out for a year, and you already have such superpowers?" She looked at this young man, her beautiful eyes filled with interest.

Perhaps because of their previous acquaintance, or because she was a girl, she was able to come to him without being stopped, and was able to ask some questions that everyone was itching to ask but were too embarrassed to.

"Uh... this... oh, right! I have something urgent to attend to, I have to go first."

Wang Ji was obviously a little tongue-tied, but seemed to suddenly remember something. He shook his head, waved goodbye to Qi Lin with a slightly apologetic expression, "Sister Qi Lin, if fate allows, we'll meet again in the future."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhang Youdan, the captain of the Wild Wolf Commando, who was about to walk towards him, and shouted, "Captain Zhang, I have something urgent here! I'll take my leave first! See you if fate allows!"

After saying that, he didn't care about Qi Lin raising her hand to call him back, nor did he care about the astonishment of Zhang Youdan and many soldiers. He moved like the wind, turning into a dark shadow and disappearing into the distance in an instant.

"Hey, you..."

Qi Lin's raised hand hadn't fallen yet, she stared blankly at the direction he left, not knowing why, perhaps it shouldn't have... In her astonishment, she also felt a little lost.

He left without any hesitation...

"Why did he leave? I definitely need to report this..."

Zhang Youdan looked puzzled and embarrassed. He walked to the beautiful policewoman who seemed to have a close relationship with the superhero and asked in confusion.

"I... I don't know, he just said he had something urgent." Qi Lin shook her head blankly.

She really didn't know. She didn't think that her questions just now had the suspicion of digging into the bottom of things, which led to Wang Ji's hasty departure. She didn't actually ask anything, it shouldn't be... right?

The two of them, along with a group of soldiers, looked at the direction the black shadow left, watching the "superhero" who came and went in a hurry leave just like that, in silence.

"The following is all highly classified information, only we know about it besides the Supreme Command."

In a top-secret conference hall, a projector shone on the screen at the front. In front of the long conference table, a blonde woman in a burgundy female military uniform was speaking to the attendees in a steady voice.

The dim blue image reflected in the dimly lit conference room, the atmosphere solemn and calm.

"At 8:45 a.m. yesterday, an alien wearing silver armor broke into the Angel International Building in Tianhe City.

After investigation, it was confirmed that she was a female alien from the Angel Nebula.

In the Super God Academy's data, they call themselves the Angel Civilization, claiming to be angels."

The blonde woman had a beautiful face, looking about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, with an intellectual and mature temperament. Her voice was pleasant and magnetic: "For the past 30,000 years, the Angel race has been composed entirely of beautiful women. The last recorded descent to Earth was 1,392 years ago."

After the information was presented, she, on the upper right of the conference table, a middle-aged general in military uniform nodded and looked at the attendees below, saying, "Our Earth's understanding of the Angel Civilization is very limited. If we simply judge based on the Angel Scriptures, they should consider themselves the kings of the gods."

The middle-aged general's voice was steady and powerful. He continued, "To translate, that means the highest civilization in the universe. In my personal memory, there have been many wars between angels and demons, but we have never had direct contact.

The Angel Civilization pursues justice in their ideals. This arrival, I don't know what it means.

So, if possible, we should try to establish communication with the angels. In addition, neither Earth's technology nor De Nuo No. 3 can capture their movements at all. They have already surpassed the De Nuo Civilization."

Finally, he looked at a woman in a black windbreaker across the conference table and said, "Okay, about the Taotie who attacked Airport Road last night... Leina, what do you think?"

As he spoke, his eyes also carried a slightly different look, glancing at another spot on the conference table.

"Mm. The Taotie Civilization belongs to the Styx Galaxy, where there is a supreme main god named Death God Karl, who likes to study death."

The woman in the black windbreaker, named Leina, didn't look old. She had long, smooth brown hair, a beautiful and upright face, a generous temperament, and a calm and serious expression.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance at a certain place, raising her eyebrows slightly, her eyes smiling.

She continued, "So the intelligent creatures in the galaxy like to kill each other, creating death to please that god."

"God?"

A slightly hoarse old man's voice sounded, with some obvious doubt.

It was an obese old man, dressed plainly, but not evil but stern, not angry but majestic, with a kind of natural superior aura.

He sat below the middle-aged general, the teacup in his hand warm, but he put it down and looked at Leina.

Obviously, he did not agree with some of the concepts in this Miss Leina's words.

Leina didn't care. She smiled and then answered directly, "Uncle Huang... ship-borne spaceflight, relying on ships and fragile lives, is certainly impossible to really fly from one galaxy to another alive.

So, gene technology, the god-making project began."

She could understand the other party's thoughts and was not annoyed by the other party's doubts.

The wine-red uniformed blonde woman and the military-uniformed middle-aged general just watched, not surprised.

In the exchange of different civilizations, there will always be differences.

And this Miss Leina comes from another civilization.

God River Giant Star System, they call themselves the Heavenly Dao Star System, the Fierce Sun Civilization of the Heavenly Dao Star System.

And this young Miss Leina is the main god of the Fierce Sun Civilization, with a noble status.

It is already commendable to be able to communicate equally with the Earth Civilization of the pre-nuclear era.

Obviously, this old man, called Uncle Huang, was not aggressive either. He nodded when he heard the words: "I know all this, but we... ah... don't really like the concept of god."