"No, we didn't change the prototype, we just sent a SWAT team to sneak into your transport ship in advance, just a reminder, next time you do this kind of work, remember to take a third-party transport, it's hard for us not to stare at Cerberus holding company!"
"The latter is a good choice!" The Ghost-like man lay down, not reconciled.
"You can come pick me up now!"
"We've had many fights, but this seems to be the first time we've seen each other face to face!"
After tidying up his clothes so that they would not be too wrinkled, the illusionist stroked his bangs and sat confidently across from Su Ming.
"Really, actually, we should have seen this face before!" Su Ming snapped his fingers, directing the robot chef standing next to him to start serving the dishes.
"After hiding for so long, I don't seem to have eaten any good food. You are welcome, these are fresh ingredients shipped from your space station. The chef is my own, but the taste should be as good as yours!"
"You are very kind!"
But the devil didn't say anything, his knife and fork went up, he began to devour himself, the lobster unfolded piece by piece, the red wine was blown through the bottle, 933 seemed to be his last meal0
After eating and drinking, he wiped his mouth.
"Okay, now you can all make the doors you want!"
"Resigned to fate so soon, don't plan to resist Death God?"
"What do I have to resist now, I want to ask you, since you know the existence of Death God, what are you going to do, I can remind you for free, they are a powerful enemy different from any known civilization!"
"I definitely know; more importantly, we have done a lot!" Su Ming snapped his fingers, the lights in the restaurant dimmed suddenly, and then a three-dimensional projection appeared in front of the phantom man.
"what is that?"
"Prime Minister of the Ancient Furnace, this is a resistance plan that has gone through countless civilizations, modified many times, and finally handed over to us; in fact, we know far more about Death God than you, and their harvest cycle has lasted for a full 37 million years. Start with the original Leviathan!"
The illusionist didn't believe Su Ming's words at first, because there was no evidence to support his words, but after the content was transmitted to Procion, the illusionist's face changed drastically.
"I feel like a Joker right now!" The illusionist removed the leftovers from the table, along with all the plates, and stood up, eyes burning blue.
"All this bullshit about careful preparation and human continuation planning, it's fucking bullshit!"
"You made a huge mistake in the first place, but it's not your fault!" Su Ming really understands those so-called thoughts of co-existing or even controlling Death God after the Phantom Man.
He himself was just trapped in that noose, unable to break free. The only person in the whole world who can really break free is Shepard, who is still figuring out how to use the main furnace at the moment. In the initial battle of the fortress, the fortress, or Death God's synthesis consciousness, the catalyst, gave Shepard three choices: the first is to give up resistance and continue to harvest, and the second is the so-called coexistence of organisms and synthesis bodies , and the third is the destruction of all organisms.
In the end, Shepard chose the third option to destroy all synthesis objects. In fact, here, Shepard has some hesitation, because choosing the second coexistence condition is the most harmonious in comparison, but in the end it was changed to the destruction side, mainly because the phantom man, the phantom man of At the moment has already Completely indoctrinated, it was only then that Shepard discovered that the so-called coexistence of reapers was also a big pit.
"Why?"
"Because this war is destined to end, only one side survives, the mission of Death God is to reincarnate 50,000 times a year, to harvest civilization, (bfaj) this is the purpose they were created for, if they can't accomplish this purpose, then their existence It doesn't make sense, so the path of coexistence you hoped for is blocked from the very beginning!"
"So your idea is bound to work?"
"Definitely, because it's the right thing to do!" Su Ming continued, summoning the image of the God's Fortress and the repeater.
"These are the technological artifacts you live by.... Guess who created them? What are they used for?"
"You mean the Reaper?"
"Godforth is actually a control center, a repeater that can control the entire galaxy, and the Reapers made them for the convenience of harvesting, whether they use the repeater to move or use it to blockade areas, so this is the top priority of the war, As long as Godforth is in our hands, this war may not be won!"
"Then why did you destroy Cerberus completely?"
"It's just to prevent you from destroying it at a critical moment. You have been treated as an unstable factor. How long has Death God's indoctrination lasted?" Su Ming raised his right hand, and a golden flame appeared on his chest hand, and then he lightly pressed on Death God's shoulder.
"Indoctrination, I...how is this possible?" The ghost man was about to announce that a tough guy like him was completely immune to the so-called indoctrination, when suddenly he felt something was wrong; it seemed that after the flame disappeared in his body, he suddenly pressed the A pause button in his mind, giving him time to think about the things he's been planning all these years.
He seems to be getting more aggressive?
Responding to the sudden silence, the devil slowly raised his head after a long thought, resting his head on his hands.
"I suddenly understood, why do you think my plan can't be successful!? It seems that their transformation of me began decades ago! And I don't know anything about it!
"It's not too late to find out!"
Since Shepard left the main city of Eden and arrived on Mars, she has been gaining weight during this period and is about to reach the 140 mark, but she doesn't care, and she will lose more after the battle.
"Commander Sheppard, we found this Prime Furnace..., just like you told us. And, what's the use of this thing?"
The person in charge of the Star Alliance's Prussian research base on Mars looked curiously at the data disk that all their researchers spent more than ten days retrieving from the Prussian database, which was full of messy codes. .
