Now Di Tian, the happiest thing every day is to stay in the nursery and watch these little guys running around.
In the evening, I also tell bedtime stories to the younger ones.
Although his face is still straight, his voice will be very soft.
Tell a story about his youth.
Talk about the Star Dou Great Forest moon, talk about Soul Beast in the forest, and tell all kinds of anecdotes.
The little ones gathered around his bed, listening with great interest with their round eyes open.
As I listened, everyone yawned and fell asleep.
Di Tian will tuck them in quilts one by one.
Then go out quietly.
Whenever this happened, his heart felt very full.
The hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness in the past seemed like nothing.
I can watch these little guys grow up.
It's ten thousand times better than guarding that broken Star Dou Great Forest.
So, whoever dares to ruin the current life.
Di Tian was the first to refuse.
Whoever dares to cause trouble, no matter what Spirit Pagoda, Shrek, or Federation.
All of them will be slapped to death.
No one can touch his little ones.
The laughter and laughter in the training center are still going on.
This is just a microcosm of the thousands of corners of Dragon Fighting Plane.
Over the years, Fighting Dragon Clan has long taken root in the Douluo Continent.
Factories, schools, shops, cities.
It has penetrated into every aspect.
Ordinary people's basic necessities of life are almost inseparable from Doulong Technology products.
Everyone has long been used to it.
Who would think every day that these things were made by "outsiders"?
No one will.
Boil the frog in warm water and it will be cooked by now.
East Sea Palace li.
Zhong Shenxiu put the information aside.
"Has the rhythm in the tower been controlled?"
He looked at the leader of Psychedelic Black Hand.
"Go back to the Master, everything has been arranged."
Psychedelic Black Hand leader bowed and replied.
"The rewards on the first level are sufficient, and everyone who entered has reaped the benefits, and now they are all rushing towards Second Floor like crazy."
"Second Floor We raised the difficulty a bit, and a few were killed or injured."
"But the more this happened, the more those people felt that there was something real inside, so they all rushed in with red eyes."
"Now people from all major forces have met each other in the tower."
"We have already done this several times in order to seize passages and treasures."
"Many people died."
Zhong Shenxiu heard the words, and the corner of his mouth curved.
"Very good."
"Just let them fight."
"The harder you hit, the better."
"The more messy it is, the easier it will be for us to clean up later."
He paused and said again.
"Don't rush to open the third floor yet."
"Hang them for a while longer."
"Also, put some message out there."
"Let's just say that on the third level, there is an opportunity that can help people break through the Divine Realm."
"I want more forces to jump in."
"Yes!"
Psychedelic Black Hand leader responded.
Zhong Shenxiu stood up and walked to the terrace.
Leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.
Look across the ocean and look into the depths of the Douluo Continent.
In the current situation, everything is under control.
The major forces are like puppets on strings, being led by their noses.
Spirit Pagoda and Shrek are fighting openly and secretly, and Sun-Moon Federation is fighting in the middle.
There are also Star Luo Empire and Tiandou Federation, both of whom are also staring at the fat piece of the South Sea.
Chaos, the more chaotic the better.
The more chaotic it is, the more chances there are for the Fighting Dragon Clan.
By the time they were almost exhausted in the tower, they suffered heavy casualties and were greatly reduced in strength.
Fighting Dragon Clan takes action again.
At that time, it is logical to take over South Sea and even take over more territory.
No one can say anything.
After all, they broke into the tower and died by themselves.
What does it have to do with Doulong Technology?
We are just business people, and we don't know what's going on.
Zhong Shenxiu sneered.
This routine is all left over from our ancestors.
It's easy to use, that's all.
The wind blew from the sea and lifted his robe.
In the molten gold vertical pupils, light flickers.
Douluo Continent He has been playing this game for so many years.
Now, we have just reached the mid-game.
What follows is a chaotic situation.
When he captures this Douluo Plane dragon, everything will be back on track!!!
At this moment, Southern Legion is the headquarters of the Legion Military Headquarters.
The huge combat command room is brightly lit.
On the wall, a huge military map of the southern sea area covers the entire wall, with red and blue flags densely marking various outposts, fleets, and Soul Master strongholds.
In the center of the room, there is a half-person-high sand table, which accurately replicates the distribution of islands and reefs in the South Sea area.
The crunching sound of military boots on the cold black stone ground was particularly clear in the quiet command room.
Yue Zhengen stood in front of the sand table with his back to everyone.
Wearing a straight admiral's uniform, the gold stars on the epaulettes glowed coldly under the light.
His beard and hair are all white and combed meticulously.
His back was as straight as a spear stuck in the ground, without any sign of old age's fatigue.
The calmness and majesty honed over decades of military service silenced the entire command room.
In his hand, he held a piece of paper with a transfer order from the military headquarters. The paper was slightly wrinkled by his knuckles.
After a long time, Yue Zhengen spoke slowly. His voice was not high, but it was like a loud bell, buzzing and echoing in the command room.
"Everyone, what do you think about this matter?"
A major general standing on the left took a step forward and stood at attention with a snap, his military boots colliding with each other with a crisp sound.
"General! General Yimo, see, this South Sea Giant Tower is a huge opportunity! We must go! And fast! If you slow down, all the benefits will be taken away by Shrek and Spirit Pagoda!"
His tone was urgent, with the decisiveness of a soldier.
The other colonel next to him also nodded immediately and took half a step forward.
"That's right, General! Spirit Pagoda has Qiangu Dieting in charge, Shrek has Yun Ming, and they are all sending people to the South Sea like crazy. We Southern Legion guard such a large area of sea as South Sea, with buildings close to the water, there is no reason to fall behind! If outsiders take away all the benefits, where will our Southern Legion's face be?"
His loud voice made the fine sand on the sand table vibrate slightly.
Another middle-aged officer stood forward with irrepressible fanaticism in his eyes.
"General! I heard that there is an opportunity in that tower to help people break through the Divine Realm! We Holy Angel Clan, our ancestors had gods 20,000 years ago! Martial Soul is here, the only thing missing is an opportunity! If you can get this opportunity this time, General, you may be able to take that step! By then, we Southern Legion will also have gods sitting on our side!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire command room breathed a little heavier.
Everyone's eyes were shining with ambition.
Yes.
This world is a golden world.
Chen Xinjie, Yun Ming, Qiangu Dieting, Lan Jinghe...
One after another Achieved Godhood.
Why can't they Southern Legion?
These words were like a spark that instantly ignited the entire command room.
"That's right! Why can they do it but we can't?"
"General, give the order! Let's rush to the South Sea too!"
"It's too late and I can't even drink hot soup!"
All the officers were chattering away, their faces turned red, and their fists clenched loudly.
For how many years, Southern Legion has been guarding southern Xinjiang, weathered by wind and rain, when did it ever fall behind others?
What is Shrek Academy, and what is Spirit Pagoda?
In a real fight, Southern Legion's tiger and wolf warriors have never been afraid of anyone.