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On the other side, the pot-bellied drunkard grabbed the bottle and kept waving it. He was excited and said loudly: "Then go and beg Gedora! Racial honor is of no use, only survival is important! Those leaders have everything in their minds. Shit, so many people die every time. Two of my younger brothers joined the army and died. All persistence is in vain. You can obviously get help from Gedora, why do you have to be brave! Those superpowers are useless. Yes, if they were really capable, they would have solved the evil long ago!"
The drunken man had a look of disgust on his face, an excited tone, and the aura of giving advice. He despised superpowers and poor military capabilities. He kept blaming him, and his words became more and more unpleasant. This behavior of picking up a bowl to eat meat and putting down his chopsticks to curse his mother offended him. other drinkers. Superpowers and the military are heroes in the eyes of most civilians. Any questions or insults will trigger public outrage. At the moment, several drinkers spoke angrily.
"Everything you enjoy now was achieved by heroes risking their lives. Who do you have the right to point fingers at!"
The drunkard sneered, "This is what they should do. People who are capable must bear more responsibilities. If it weren't for the cultivation of the ethnic group, they would be just ordinary people like me."
"You are such a disgusting person, you should be sent to die outside the city!"
The drunk man sneered, "Even if the city is lost, I will still be a civilian who is given priority for evacuation. Anyway, it is not me who will die."
"You don't deserve protection at all!" The crowd became even more angry and excited.
The quarrel became more and more intense. Railton at the bar had an expressionless face, as if he didn't hear it at all, and he didn't even bother to turn around and look.
At this time, a very young man looked angry and impulsively rushed forward. He started to fight with the drunkard. He pinned the drunkard down with his strong body and punched the drunkard in the face with his fists, causing blood to flow everywhere. When the others saw the blood boiling, they hurriedly started a fight, trying to pull the impulsive young man away.
"Rana, calm down!"
"Stop fighting and killing people again!"
Lana added a few more punches before he stood up. He was pulled aside. The drunk man's mouth and nose were bleeding. He received a heavy beating and could not stand up. Other guests gathered around to check, but fortunately the drunkard was only injured. Immediately, some people complained that Rana was too harsh. Rana lived nearby, and many people here were his neighbors. He was a young man who hoped to join the army. He was strong and a supporter of the army.
Melos shouted, "You two, get out of my store and go home to calm down!"
Rana left with an angry look on his face, and the drunk man was also escorted out. This little farce was over.
Han Xiao turned to look at Melos and said: "I am Black Star. If you are interested in what I say, then come to me. I can solve this problem."
After saying that, Han Xiao greeted Railton and the two left the bar.
The indifferent expression gradually faded away, Melos¡¯s expression became gloomy and his eyes flickered. He was not as indifferent to the future of the ethnic group as he deliberately pretended to be.
I don¡¯t know if this mercenary who calls himself Black Star is a real prophet. Even if he is genuine, he may deliberately fabricate prophecies to lure him into being deceived. Anyone who takes action must have a purpose, but Melos doesn¡¯t understand the other party¡¯s goal. Could it be? Are you here for him?
The bar door was pushed open again, and a burly man wearing a hood to cover his figure approached the bar and said in a deep voice, "Give me a drink."
The hooded man raised his head, revealing his face.
?Fagona!
Melos looked surprised and said: "You never drink."
"Just think of it as a celebration that I came back alive." Fagona picked up Melos' bottle and took a sip. The two of them acted very familiar. If others knew that the strongest B-level superpower in the tribe was so familiar with a small bar owner , will definitely be very surprised.
The two were childhood playmates. Melos was very familiar with his little boy. Almost all positive and positive adjectives could be applied to Fagona. He was brave, upright and responsible. After Sunil's disaster, Fagona Gona decided to become a mercenary to help the tribe. In fact, Melos has always been jealous of Fagona. Since childhood, his short-lived brother Delphis has been talking about Fagona next door every day. In his eyes, Fagona is "someone else's child."
Although he was a little jealous, Melos also secretly respected Fagona. Asking himself, he felt that he would never be as dedicated as Fagona. After his brother turned his back, Melos lived a life of drunkenness and dreams, eating and waiting to die. , completely regardless of the living conditions of the tribe, he knew that he was a lazy person. When his brother was still alive, he often hated iron and steel. Many people felt that his talent was similar to that of Fagona, but he was always wasting time. Now, Fagona is the patron saint of the entire clan, and he is just a??Mingshi.
He knows Fagonar. He is a very self-disciplined person and will not make exceptions without reason. Melos frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Fagona smiled faintly, full of bitterness - Melos had never seen this kind of expression appear on this resolute face. He said softly: "Brother, I can't hold on anymore, I'm ready to leave."
leave? Melos looked surprised.
Fagona said slowly: "The interstellar has endless possibilities. Only by cutting off the past can we move forward. I don't want to be tied down by the ethnic group anymore. There are many warriors who think the same as me. After this disaster, we will never be able to move forward again." Will be back."
"We have protected the ethnic group for long enough. Many friends have sacrificed their lives. Some people beg for our protection, but take it for granted. This is not our obligation. There is no need to continue. We have done our best to be benevolent. Perhaps the ethnic group accepts Gedora's Assistance is the best outcome, no one will die in vain again.¡±
¡°Are you even going to give up?!¡±
Melos looked shocked. Suddenly, Han Xiao's words came to mind. Is this the split predicted by the magic stick? Then the future of the ethnic group will be like what he said, becoming dependent on Gedora and losing its inheritance?
By some strange coincidence, Melos hatched some words and revealed Han Xiao¡¯s prediction of Sunil¡¯s outcome after receiving military aid. After hearing this, Fagona's eyes did not waver at all, and he shook his head and said: "Living is the most important thing. As long as people live, their will will not die."
Is this really the case?
But the Fagona I know is absolutely impossible to abandon the tribe.
You are still alive, but you have changed
When Melos saw Fagona's expression, he knew that he was determined and could not be persuaded. His mood was mixed. He had always regarded Fagona as his most upright friend, but now he could no longer see him with the same eyes. This one has shrunk, as if he has become a stranger.
"Then why did you come to me to tell me this?" Melos asked.
Fagona shook the wine bottle and said softly: "To be honest, I hate you. You obviously have more power than me, but you hide behind and accept our protection calmly Forget it, don't say these words anymore, I I¡¯m just here to let you know, it¡¯s up to you to continue evading or to come forward.¡±
Fagona pulled down his hood, turned around and left.
Melos¡¯ eyes were complicated.
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The seeds had been planted, and Han Xiao did not enter the city again. He stayed outside the city to carry out maintenance work on the battlefield. Entering the middle stage of the disaster, the battle situation became more and more fierce. All kinds of terrifying monsters took turns to fight. He did not continue to shuttle through the battlefield with his body. Instead, he put on a Soaring Snake mecha. Sometimes the repair area was attacked by wild beasts, and he had to come in as reinforcements to fill the gap. Among the mercenaries, his strength was not conspicuous, and it was the only reason why other mercenaries remembered him. It was the Black Star Mercenary Group who took the initiative to undertake the field reconnaissance mission. Many mercenaries felt that Han Xiao was a lunatic. The mercenary group would definitely suffer heavy losses by the time the next field unit shift took place.
A large number of soldiers were killed every day, and mutilated corpses were transported back to the rear for people to claim. Many weapons and vehicles in the defense circle were damaged, making the defense more and more difficult. Only the nine battleships in the sky remained motionless. Fire. The Sunil tribe has limited resources and battleships are short of energy. Only when the real super monster appears at the end will the battleships join the battle. Moreover, the star-class battleships built by Sunil can only fly around the surface of the planet for three or four days at most, and then the energy will drop to the warning level. In addition to guarding the sky, the main function of the nine battleships is to ensure that civilians can be transported away when the situation is critical. Abandoning the main city and running away is equivalent to a retreat.
Seven or eight days later, the city ushered in a strange safety period, and the alarm indicating the end of the disaster sounded again. This time everyone was distributed with respiratory masks. Not only the logistics personnel, but also some superpowers also entered the facility to take refuge.
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The overwhelming sound of flapping insect wings sounded, and thick black clouds rolled in. They were all extremely aggressive small insects, densely packed, like waves. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com