Wu Mo's efforts were not in vain.
As Wu Mo continued to test, the energy of the nuclear fusion array fluctuated within a certain range, and it could also be accurately sensed by Fang Duoer.
She thought to herself,
"It seems that my calculation is quite reliable. If I have one day to brush up my proficiency, Wu Mo may be 30% sure."
Fang Duoer had expected that this silly boy was helpless at this moment.
"After all, there is no need to rush. Do we have to draw water from a bamboo basket to achieve nothing..."
"I was too naive, too optimistic, and thought of this matter too simply, leaving no room for myself."
At first, Fang Duoer just wanted to cover people's eyes and ears, but before coming to Kot, she even couldn't wait to send an order to the Black Moon Fleet.
"Cotstar Port replaces its mastermind."
The mastermind was involved and no unit dared to take it lightly, so the Black Moon Fleet dispatched Lu Guangnan immediately.
Fang Duoer remembered how confident she was before setting off, and felt extremely frustrated.
"The mentality is causing trouble! No wonder the ancestor said that practice is also about cultivating the mind!"
Only in Wu Mo's soul space can Fang Duoer truly start his own path of cultivation.
"What is the current strategy and plan?"
Should Lu Guangnan not be allowed to pass through the Kot Star Gate?
Or not letting Lu Guangnan land at the star port?
Or take a risk? Including Lu Guangnan?
Or let Zhang Jihua come forward and let Lu Guangnan go back first?
However, no matter what, even if he took out the airtight jar, looking at Wu Mo's determined look, he might not be able to hand it over for a while!
How can we get Comrade Xiao Zhang to give an explanation to the Black Moon Fleet with the sealed tank?
No matter how powerful General Zhang Jihua is, he cannot decide the fate of items like airtight tanks. This is the responsibility of the General Armament Department.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
Fang Duoer knew very well that there were various factions, large and small, in the imperial army. Added together, there must be more than a dozen factions.
Especially sensitive equipment such as intelligence brains and airtight tanks, each distribution can be used everywhere.
A broken jar, as for that?
Too bad!
No matter what accident occurs, for example, even if a certain star fleet group is destroyed, the airtight tank can ensure the safe return of the main control brain.
The safety of the brain itself is not actually the most important thing.
The most important thing is that every detail of the event information recorded by the smart brain can be used for review.
Being able to fully control the flow of information is the foundation for ensuring that humanity, or the empire, continues to be strong.
Fang Duoer pondered for a long time in great distress, and finally decided that the simpler the wording, the better.
"Unable to open the airtight tank, I will borrow it for a few days and hope to mediate the matter with the Black Moon Fleet."
She learned her lesson and did not send this message immediately. She had to wait for the progress of Wu Mo's house demolition.
Not in his position, not in charge of his affairs.
Fang Duoer, who had never shown weakness in her life, was feeling suffocated today.
Before, he bowed his proud head in front of Wu Mo, and later he had to seek help from the Imperial Military.
As for asking the ancestor?
Fang Duoer didn't even think about it.
Ancestor just sets the tone and ignores any of you, and just sticks to the rules in the process of specific affairs.
It should be noted that in the whole world, only Mr. Zhuge was exhausted to death.
Apart from that, have you ever seen a boss who cares about trivial and trivial matters?
Fang Duo'er didn't realize that constantly asking for help from others was what normal people should do every day.
Feedback messages came from everywhere like snowflakes.
"Lina Star, Ren Star and other eight trial teams have boarded the ship."
"The skills assessment of the command center personnel is in progress and is expected to end in 25 minutes."
"The Feiyan is ready and waiting for the ignition order."
Although humans have already used field drive devices, the Empire still followed the habit of the rocket age and used 'ignition' as the code name for power startup.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
In the midst of boredom, a picture even appeared in front of Fang Duoer's eyes:
. . .
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the wind is beautiful and the green lawns are unobstructed.
More than a dozen secretaries, both men and women, lined up at the door, each holding a thick stack of documents and filing in.
The person sitting casually behind the large oak desk did not look at the documents. He only listened to the secretaries announcing the names of the documents, and then whispered back one or two words in an instant. ,
'Pass. '
'but. '
When the man turned around, he was replaced by the ghostly little girl Duo'er.
. . .
If there is Harazi, Fang Duoer will definitely flow into a lake.
"Keke, it's really me!"
She wanted to be such a person.
"what is that?"
Fang Duoer, who was in a haze, suddenly saw a flash of golden light!
The golden cudgel lying flat in Kulu's claws almost shocked Fang Duo'er's jaw.
Of course, she doesn't have a chin now,
"Hallucination?"
The yellow body of the golden cudgel is mixed with a little green hair.
That is the divine pattern contained in it!
The door of the main control cabin closed instantly with a bang, and then a trembling voice floated inside,
"I'm so stupid! Really! I never thought that the old demon Xunmu would pass the East Dimu to you."
There was a slight sadness in Fang Duoer's tone,
"The eastern genus is wood. If you look for this core of wood, it is the top of the wood genus in the world. It can be called the emperor. It is called the Eastern Emperor Wood!"
"As soon as the emperor wood comes out, the essence will be lost."
"Old Demon Xunmu may not be around for long. After all, it didn't listen to the ancestor's warnings to it."
The ancestor has seen through all this a long time ago,
. . .
No matter how rich a Ket planet is, the resources it possesses are not enough to support Xunmu Transformation God.
Xunmu is unwilling to sign a divine envoy contract with me.
If it cannot transform into a spirit, its lifespan will be over.
Why not sign a Libra?
Have you ever seen me use a scale?
. . .
. . .
Birth, old age, illness and death are the final destination of every living thing, and I am no exception.
If one day I condense my essence into a human treasure passed down from generation to generation, it means that I will pass away soon.
I haven't decided what style to make it, but there's a high probability that it's a treasure with spatial attributes.
Humans have five elements, and the five elements are the ultimate heaven, which is the Emperor of Heaven. Haha, it can be called the 'Palace of the Emperor of Heaven', hmm, 'Palace of Heaven', 'Shrine', 'Palace of the Emperor of Heaven'? They seem to be pretty good too.
Duo'er, which name do you think is better?
. . .
Wu Mo and Kuru looked at each other in fear, and they both shouted in unison,
"Ouch, ow, ow, ow, ow!"
"It turns out that Ancestor Xunmu is in deep sleep because of this stick!"
Wu Mo was very confused and couldn't help asking,
"Duo'er, didn't you say that Old Demon Xunmu also changed one?"
Is it possible that the old demon Xunmu has gone crazy?
If he was going to lose his life, how could he get it with hundreds of immortal formations?
What's more, only one car was replaced!
