"This thing? Why are the coordinates wrong!?"
In the endless deep sky, a silver-gray warship with a triangular structure seemed to be passing through a sea of ​​fire, with a large number of golden flames burning brightly on the hull.
In the cockpit, Aryan looked at the invisible flames outside the hanging window with an ugly expression, his eyes full of irritation.
The flames have no effect on the hull, and even ordinary metal cannot melt.
But the various obstacles along the way are really unsettling.
This "barrier" surrounds the entire solar system and looks like a wall of fire designed to intercept pollution.
"Sir, maybe it was left behind before "we" left? It should have been randomly arranged, but I don't know why, but the coordinates in the record were also wrong."
Without paying too much attention to this wall of fire, behind Aryan, a fourth-level peak creator couldn't help but glance at the current coordinates.
It was a full seventy hours later than the planned arrival time on Earth.
They planned to teleport directly to the vicinity of the earth, but after the first teleportation, they unexpectedly discovered that they and others had almost teleported to another galaxy!
The coordinates were completely wrong. If Ender hadn't been one of the coordinates, they could have recalculated the Earth's position based on the structure of the stars.
They simply doubted that they could find the earth at all!
"Maybe the previous records were written incorrectly. After all, this place has long been abandoned. It's not an important place."
Behind Aryan, a team member whispered to comfort everyone.
He knew that the closer they got to the earth, the more nervous everyone would be. After all, their real purpose was to explore the traces of the Death Star.
It's like a group of mice hearing the cat's meow and sticking their heads out in fear.
"That's how it should be."
"But it's not that there's no good news. Have you noticed that it's very quiet here and there's nothing unusual about it."
No longer entangled with the coordinate issue, Aryan carefully looked at the various information detected by the monitoring system.
In his eyes, the entire Milky Way is like a calm lake, with no fluctuations except for the anomaly that appeared a week ago.
This proved to a great extent that the super strong man was just passing by and "jumped" away without even a second's delay.
"Yes, Master Aryan, actually I don't think I have anything to worry about. The people above are really making a fuss out of a molehill."
"How can a place like this where birds don't poop attract a being of that level? Not to mention it is related to the World Destroyer."
"It's related to the Death Star, and it's normal for the top management to pay attention to it, but it seems there's no problem. Contact the human named Ender and tell him to prepare for our arrival!"
"You can't travel such a long distance in vain."
As he spoke, the fifth-level man known as Aryan couldn't help but have an inexplicable meaning flash in his eyes.
"A low-level civilization is still very interesting to play."
Without thinking any more, the team members looked at each other and smiled, and immediately understood what the captain meant.
Since there is a high probability that there will be no problem here, then they have come so far, so they naturally want to enjoy it.
What will God do when he comes to earth?
Even though they belong to the fifth-level civilization, their strength is considered to be a high-level existence in the entire civilization, but in the alliance civilization, there are some rules that they have to abide by.
Therefore, after completing the mission, enjoying some "worship" from lower civilizations is almost an unspoken rule of the alliance.
Especially the low-level world they are about to descend into is not protected by the alliance.
Just when a few people couldn't help but think about what to do after landing, a slight buzzer suddenly sounded from the detection equipment that had been scanning the solar system.
Aryan looked subconsciously and saw that at the very core of the solar system, a prompt representing a special warning lit up instantly.
"Dip, discover the old era converter, coordinates, solar system, solar stars, corona."
"Um!?"
Aryan took a closer look.
In the picture magnified hundreds of millions of times, a blurry, triangular-looking artificial creation was slowly floating above the sun.
In the empty and silent deep sky, it appears so abrupt and conspicuous.
"That is!?"
Long'an outer city, back mountain.
"Captain Lin, are you looking for me?"
Standing on the watchtower at the highest point of the back mountain, Zhang Tie looked at Lin An anxiously.
Gao Tian was also called together with him. It was already late at night. Looking at Lin An's back that was almost integrated into the darkness, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other nervously.
There was still a strong smell of blood and gun smoke on their bodies. Both of them had just been teleported back from other war zones.
"sit."
Lin An turned around, his face rarely wearing a mask.
Looking at the two people who were a little nervous, he couldn't help but smile and signaled them to relax.
"How is the situation now? Is it going well?"
Listening to Lin An asking about his situation, Gao Tian hurriedly replied as soon as he sat down.
"Very smooth! Team Lin!"
"In all war zones and safe zones around the world, whether official or private, almost no one dares to resist us. We have no losses in manpower, except for some cult remnants. I believe we can take over the world in two to three weeks at most!"
As he spoke, Gao Tian couldn't help but feel a little excited, and looked at Lin An with eyes full of awe and emotion.
It is unimaginable that from the very beginning when Lin An proposed launching a global war to now, no one expected that the situation would go so smoothly.
They thought it would be a hard battle, a desperate battle of survival.
But who would have thought that the real battle would have ended as early as the moment Lin An appeared at the conference!
Just out of excitement, Gao Tian seemed to have thought of something and hesitated a little.
"Team Lin, although it went well, what should we do next?"
"Our manpower is actually not very capable of controlling so many areas, even if we move them all here."
I dare not question Lin An.
Gao Tian couldn't help but miserable scenes flashed before his eyes.
Yes, Long An did not lose many men, but casualties were inevitable. Moreover, Lin An demanded the destruction of all psychic nodes, which to a certain extent was extremely cruel to many survivors.
It is winter now.
Some safe zones incite resistance from the grassroots and even take large numbers of ordinary people as hostages.
Some forces choose to take away all the supplies, leaving only a group of bottom survivors struggling to support themselves. Chaos, robbery, fighting, and fighting, in this war, the world seems to have returned to the beginning of the apocalypse.
A large number of survivors die miserably every moment, just like in a war, the ones at the bottom are always the ones suffering.
Restoring order cannot be accomplished with strength alone.
The current situation was the same as they had judged at the previous meeting. Although Team Lin used thunderous power to directly kill the fugitives who threatened the most, it also made some survivors realize that those gods were not the ones who saved them at all.
But hatred is inevitable, and those who lost their loved ones in the chaos will always resent the culprit of all this.
Even though Gao Tian had the best plans, when he thought about the future integration of civilizations, he couldn't help but feel numb and had no way of starting.
"Captain Lin, aren't you trying to create some kind of religion? I think many people believe in you now! I just came back from North America, and there are already survivors there who have created something called Lin An's religion."
"How about we send out Long'an's people, just like in the dungeon, and directly create a Ling'an sect?"
Touching his head, Xiong Hanzi couldn't help but express his thoughts. Of course, he also felt that this was what Lin An thought.
Nowadays, amoeba stock solution can be mass-produced. Although the output is not large enough, it cannot be injected into those who are too hostile to Lin An.
But it should be no problem to create a group of priests.
However, to their surprise, Lin An seemed not to care about this and suddenly asked
"Zhang Tie, Gao Tian."
"What is your belief, or rather"
"Who do you hate the most and what do you want to do the most?"
To be continued...