The negotiations with the alien civilization were long and complicated. The elder of that pale-skinned race looked frail and weak, but was very clear-headed. They were extremely cautious and serious throughout the conversation.

Every so often, they would ask the Earth's negotiating representatives to stop and carefully explain various Earth initiatives.

It was only then that the Earth side learned the specific reasons why these aliens were asking for help—

Living for a long time in underground confinement, eating the meat of radiated creatures, had caused irreversible mutations in the genes of these alien survivors.

Their expeditions went to the surface again and again, risking their lives to search for information and collect electronic equipment, trying to restore their tech tree.

But they were still unable to stop the gradual loss of technology, unable to stop the increasingly severe symptoms of genetic mutation in their race.

Compared to the lack of water, the problem of genetic mutation was more long-term and serious—there were fewer and fewer newborns in the clan. Even if women could get pregnant, the babies born were very prone to deformities and died early.

If they did not receive outside help, their clan would inevitably perish.

Therefore, the most respected elder in the clan led the most elite expedition to this laboratory, which their ancestors called the "Land of Ends," betting everything on attracting the aliens in their eyes.

"Those stone dictionaries are supplementary teaching materials used by their clan to teach young children. This explains why they were able to produce detailed and complete dictionaries so quickly."

Bai Haozheng translated for Li Ang with a strange expression: "According to the epic stories passed down from generation to generation in the clan, as recounted by the elder,

their ancient civilization had a level of technology close to, or even slightly exceeding, that of modern humans on Earth.

They were able to build thousand-meter-high buildings on the surface and launch rockets to explore near-Earth satellites.

But five hundred years ago, like the planet where Huangshi was located, they were invaded by an unknown flying fleet from an extraterrestrial civilization that descended from the sky.

The surface cities were carpet-bombed, and the entire civilization was destroyed.

Only a small number of survivors survived by hiding underground.

And that alien civilization left in a hurry after the bombing, without further invasion."

"Hmm? Just like Huangshi and the others?"

Li Ang frowned slightly. During the Gate contention, Huangshi had revealed that their planet had been invaded by a powerful alien civilization.

Ancient transcendents were massacred on a large scale, without any ability to resist.

The Mo Kui plants that the alien civilization casually dropped before leaving

also caused devastating damage to Huangshi's civilization, and for more than a dozen generations they were forced to be imprisoned in the city.

Li Ang asked, "Could it be the same civilization that invaded these Alskalisan people and Huangshi's planet?"

"It shouldn't be,"

Bai Haozheng shook his head. "The timing doesn't quite match up.

And according to the epic stories passed down in the clan, as recounted by this elder, the alien civilization that invaded them was a series of spherical bright lights descending from the sky.

They had never come into contact with living aliens,

and didn't even know if those spherical bright lights were weapons or a fleet of flying objects.

That doesn't match Huangshi's description."

"So it's two groups of people."

Li Ang said thoughtfully: "A single pillar of hot smoke and flame, as bright as ten thousand suns, rose shining in its splendor. It was an unknown weapon, an iron thunderbolt, a messenger of death, which reduced the entire city to ashes. The winds rose, the clouds billowed, and dust and gravel rained down. The corpses were burned beyond recognition, and hair and nails fell off. Even the food became poisonous."

"The Mahabharata."

Bai Haozheng nodded. "It is indeed very suspicious. The epic myths and legends left behind by various ancient civilizations on Earth all coincide in recording similar weapon effects.

Perhaps ancient Earth also encountered similar alien invasions, but they were distorted and corrected by the correction force of the Killing Game.

Unfortunately, there is a lack of relevant evidence to prove it."

Li Ang glanced at him casually. The Special Affairs Bureau and the Heterogeneous Society had a large number of ancient books, as well as living specimens as ancient as Su Nisheng, and must have more information than him.

However, since Bai Haozheng didn't want to talk about it, there were naturally his concerns, and there was no need to continue to press him.

Li Ang said casually: "There's a question.

If these Alskalisan people were destroyed by a more advanced alien civilization, how can they use the stargate with such peace of mind?

Could it be that they can forget their hatred and not be afraid of being wiped out again?"

"Well..."

Bai Haozheng squinted his eyes, staring at the alien elder in the distance whose lips were蠕动. He said, "The stargate and the alien civilization that invaded them are not the same thing.

In the records of their ancient civilization, the definition of the stargate is the same as our definition: it leads to an unknown world, where danger and opportunity coexist.

And the alien civilization that invaded them appeared suddenly and had nothing to do with the stargate."

"Nothing to do with it?"

Li Ang frowned slightly. Were these Alskalisan people so sure because they were lying or telling the truth?

If stargates had appeared on Earth in history, were those stargates connected to this Alskalisan planet in front of him, or to other planets?

More and more doubts emerged, and a guess vaguely appeared in Li Ang's mind.

Perhaps the essence of the stargate is not a channel for plundering resources and seizing living space,

but...a Noah's Ark used to escape.

Li Ang's contemplation was interrupted by the others in the delegation.

The first phase of diplomatic activity came to an end.

The members of the delegation unloaded the supplies they were carrying and handed them over to the Alskalisan people in front of them.

According to the content of the diplomatic consultation, the Earth side would provide assistance to them,

supporting water, food, medicine and other supplies to help the Alskalisan survive.

What the other party had to do was to cooperate with the Earth side to explore this planet and jointly develop the resources on the planet—that is, those ancient technologies.

In name, this was a rescue operation, but everyone present knew that the Alskalisan were actually exchanging the right to rule the planet for the opportunity for the clan to survive.

"Fortunately, these people met the GRU, the Special Affairs Bureau, and the Global Supernatural Alliance.

If they had met European Heavy Industries or the League of Devil Scientists, they would not have had such favorable negotiation conditions."

Li Ang thought casually: "Maybe European Heavy Industries would treat these people as domestic animals and livestock, keep them well-fed and housed,

and then, in the name of cooperation, loot their technological creations and works of art and put them in museum display cases."

The one-hour time limit quickly arrived.

Some of the delegation members lifted the effects of the Able-Do-More Gum in advance, allowing the gum Doppelganger to dissipate automatically.

Another group of people guarded the entrance to the stargate—

The Earth side insisted on placing the main venue for all support activities on the Alskalisan planet, allowing only entry and no exit.

Therefore, the next batch of support personnel would still use [Able-Do-More Gum], or similar Doppelganger props,

to carry supplies into the stargate and follow the Alskalisan people to their underground camp.

And these had nothing to do with Li Ang.

He said hello to Bai Haozheng, Xing Hechou and others, and used the Colt revolver to return to the outer sea of Yin City after several ultra-long-distance teleports.

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Crackling, crackling.

Li Ang had just woken up from bed in the morning when he heard the sound of a keyboard as rapid as a storm.

Li Ang got up and saw that Chai Chai was squatting in front of the computer desk, her ten fingers flying up and down, tapping the keyboard rhythmically like a piano virtuoso.

"What's wrong? Are you arguing with someone online?"

Li Ang yawned and got out of bed.

Although his body no longer needed sleep to restore the state of the organs,

the long-term life of an ordinary person still made him retain the habit of sleeping soundly every few days.

"What? Am I the kind of person who would argue with others?"

Chai Chai stared at the screen intently and protested with a pout.

"Heh,"

Li Ang curled his lips and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When Chai Chai was addicted to Honor of Kings before,

she was often angered because others asked if her jungler believed in Buddhism and never killed,

or euphemistically asked her to uninstall it, because Honor of Kings was not that simple.

At first, she wanted to work hard to improve her game level so that she would not be sprayed,

but after her game level went up, she was sanctioned by the system, and she could always be matched with sleepwalking teammates, actor teammates, and even teammates who couldn't carry girls.

Because she couldn't turn on the microphone at will, Chai Chai specially learned the more efficient Wubi typing method,

so that she could transform into a keyboard pianist when necessary,

and destroy the household registrations of teammates or opponents through the power of language while talking and laughing.

At its peak, her typing speed could even compete with that of a stenographer at a meeting.

Once, she shocked and astonished the teammates who met her, wondering when Honor of Kings had a foul-mouthed plug-in.

Li Ang, who came out after washing up, saw that Chai Chai was still typing hard in front of the computer, so he stepped forward and glanced at the screen.

"I could only make 28nm chips before, but after using the leg slimming device recommended by my sisters, I can now manufacture 4nm chips! Thank you sisters [flowers][flowers][flowers] I've put the lithography machine on the homepage, everyone don't ask where to buy it anymore [heart][heart][heart]"

"The new 152mm howitzer is super awesome! The fragments produced after the explosion can cover a rectangular area of 70m*25m, killing both humans and animals, and even sensitive skin can use it [flowers][flowers][flowers]"

"Six-ton Malters Bombs are so effective! The large bucket of Malters Bombs, which is popular all over the internet again, is still priced very explosively. Good bombs, worth experiencing again! Rediscover childhood memories! The Middle Eastern students who like it have already bought two buckets!"

???

Li Ang looked at the rows of PPT documents on the screen and asked in confusion: "What are you typing?"

"Micro-business product copywriting,"

Chai Chai said matter-of-factly, gently pushing away Li Ang's head that was blocking the screen, and said seriously: "I want to be a business elite woman of the new era and have my own career."

"Uh, are you sick..."

Li Ang touched Chai Chai's forehead with some concern. The touch of the Cyan Garment Armor was still cold and smooth.

"Of course not."

Chai Chai rolled her eyes, while typing new words on the PPT, "Free America, shootings every day, hoarding food but not guns, your house is a granary, hoarding guns but not food, everywhere is a granary..."

She explained to Li Ang: "I chatted with Mule a while ago about the war in Rio de Janeiro.

Mule told me that the American military-industrial complex and European Heavy Industries are still in a stalemate.

Although European Heavy Industries is more dominant in overall strength, their scope is too large and they have to consider the interests of India and Africa.

The American military-industrial complex has been dormant for a while, and now it suddenly jumped out and must swallow the entire South America.

So the two sides can still fight to a draw for the time being, and the war in Rio de Janeiro has to continue.

Both sides still have reason and only maintain the war at the transcendent level, without disturbing ordinary people.

But it's different in other places.

The whole world is about to be plunged into a sea of war. We must take advantage of this time to resell more arms."

"Huh?"

Li Ang's eyelids twitched, "You're going to resell arms?"

"Helping Mule with a small favor."

Chai Chai said with great interest, as if she had discovered a new toy: "Mule and Miss Liu's Ark Project have attracted more and more refugees.

More and more transcendents in North America and Europe cannot tolerate the oppression of European Heavy Industries and others.

They decided to join the Ark Project and flee on the high seas.

These refugees seem to think that European Heavy Industries and other interest groups will do more and more excessive things in the future, oppressing internally and waging war externally.

Therefore, the Ark Project may have its own security company, armed forces output company, and even a mercenary-style army in the future.

Protect ordinary people from the ravages of war."

"Uh..."

Li Ang thought about it. The stargate activated in Siberia did indicate a bad possibility.

Forces with stargates can carry out large-scale migrations, moving ordinary people to the Gate planet and treating the Earth itself as a battlefield.

But those forces that don't have stargates,

or ordinary people who don't have the ability to get migration qualifications, may have to stay on the Earth, which is the battlefield of civilization.

War is bound to break out, and it is getting closer day by day.

The Ark Project concocted by Liu Wumai and others should indeed be considered for the future.

"So you're going to help Mule resell arms?"

"It's not reselling, it's dumping openly."

Chai Chai explained: "Pistols, rifles, machine guns, grenades, howitzers, rocket launchers, surface-to-surface missiles, surface-to-air missiles.

As long as someone offers a price, they can buy them.

It's not just Mule who is doing it. Arms dealers, brokers, and even transcendents all over the world are participating in the arms trade for humanitarian relief purposes.

Selling to warlords, guerrillas, and even ordinary people.

The war and chaos are coming soon. It is reasonable for ordinary people in America to have heavy firepower at the missile level to protect their families and property, right?"

"...Okay."

Li Ang rubbed his temples.

The security conditions in other places in the world except East Asia and other regions are deteriorating rapidly.

Transcendants have obtained various kinds of true or false information about the stargate through various channels,

and spread it to the world of ordinary people through processing, which further exacerbates the panic of ordinary people.

The power of the American Rifle Association has further expanded. Ordinary families who have not been able to live in city buildings have begun to buy and hoard guns and ammunition, from semi-automatic to fully automatic.

The circulation and sale of guns and gene potions are rampant on the black market.

The United States, once the lighthouse of mankind, now has shootings and even violent cases involving transcendent elements happening every day, every hour.

In order to cope with the dangers all over the streets and alleys, the治安forces in the United States are also forced to upgrade their firepower.

Every night, you can hear the lively gunshots one after another in the city—the source of the gunshots is both protesters who have not been able to live in city buildings,

and robbers trying to fish in troubled waters.

Inside the city buildings of the United States, there is a scene of singing and dancing,

but outside the city buildings, it is close to the Middle Eastern battlefield a few years ago, which is extremely ironic.