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"To be born in poverty and lowliness is no disgrace. To be able to bend and stretch as circumstances require—only that makes a true gentleman!" Right as Qiangwei was taking her motorcycle and walking toward the military tent, Xu Cheng's voice drifted over from beside him.
"I, Xu Cheng, have drifted for half my life, only regretting that I have never met an enlightened master. If you do not cast me aside, my lord, I am willing to bow and acknowledge you as my foster father." With the aid of the illumination from the bonfire not far away, Yang Tao felt that Xu Cheng's gaze was glittering and flashing; in particular, this passage of words he spoke could be called resonating and powerful, and it even carried a sort of special sense of rhythm.
Yang Tao immediately smiled and said: "Xu Cheng, I know you are merely acting out of spite. I also just took things seriously with you on a temporary whim." "Hurry up and sit down to eat."
"Yes, foster father!" This fellow Xu Cheng immediately clutched his large bowl of rice and began to wolf down food frantically; ever since the alien invasion, he had not eaten a proper meal.
At night, the stars were sparse in the sky while the moon was bright. A round of bright moon hung high up above the sky; after Yang Tao ate and drank his fill, he pulled out a reclining lounge chair and lay upon it leisurely.
"Xu Cheng, let me ask you something. What is the name of the alien force invading Earth?" Xu Cheng, who was currently wolfing down food, said without even raising his head: "It seems to be called something like the Styx Civilization and also the Demon Civilization... but I'm not too clear either. In any case, the factions are highly chaotic. Oh right, there is also the Angel Civilization, except the angels came to help us."
Angels? "The kind with wings?"
"Mm, the exact same as the angels in Western myths and legends. I've seen them on television; every single one of them is extraordinarily beautiful."
Hearing this, Yang Tao couldn't help but ponder in his heart: 'Demons and angels have both appeared... then what on earth is this Styx Civilization? By the looks of it, the water in this universe is deeper than I imagined...' 'I just don't know how it compares to the Warhammer world.'
Warhammer was just a cesspool; looking at the appearance of Earth nowadays, this universe should not have reached the stage of a cesspool yet. 'Does this world possess the Warp as well?'
Yang Tao closed his eyes and immediately discovered the existence of the Warp. 'There is consciousness existing! Is it a Chaos God?'
This discovery caused Yang Tao to be a bit worried, making him really want to have the Ultima Iron Golem Titan make a trip over to clean up the Chaos Gods inside the Warp. However, turning his thought around, it shouldn't be a Chaos God; the energy within the Warp just now was exceptionally peaceful, just like a lake surface rippling with a gentle breeze.
'It should be that it hasn't reached the point of giving birth to Chaos Gods yet...' The deities born from the Warp were all two sides of the same coin; when the negative emotions of living beings in the material universe overshadowed their positive emotions, the so-called benevolent gods would turn into Chaos Gods. Furthermore, having previously not interfered with the material universe, they would also begin to meddle in the future of the material universe.
'No need to rush for now. Let's look at another place first...' Outside of the Warp, there was also a layer of 'shell,' and he discovered that inside this 'shell' was filled with various wills; they gathered together with one another and would occasionally transmit some pieces of information.
'A large-scale chat server?' Yang Tao, who didn't know that he had connected to the Dark Matter Dimension, even thought that this was a large-scale chat group unique to this universe. His appearance was very quickly noticed by someone, except before the other party could make contact with him, Yang Tao withdrew from the 'chat group.'
'By the looks of it, I have to find someone who knows what's going on to ask...' The best choice was Qiangwei; after all, the other party was a rumored super soldier. An HP pool of over thirty thousand was no joke—that was 10 times his own!! How could that be allowed?
This world was clearly a technology world; if it were possible to possess an individual existence with thirty thousand HP. Then as long as resources were sufficient, one could possess countless existences of this level. Just like how Yang Tao currently created Paladin Iron Golems; as long as he possessed sufficient Power of Faith, he could manufacture them infinitely.
He stood up. Hearing the commotion, Xu Cheng raised his head and asked: "Where are you going? Wait, where did this reclining lounge chair come from?"
Looking at Xu Cheng's dumbfounded expression, a slight smile surfaced on Yang Tao's face as he explained: "I am a logistics-type superpowered individual. Possessing a reclining lounge chair is highly reasonable, isn't it?" "Go back and rest in a bit. I'm going to look for that Xiong Bing Lian warrior to ask about some matters."
"That's fine then... Oh right, can we take these dishes back? There are still two children inside my small group..." Xu Cheng asked somewhat anxiously; when he spoke with Yang Tao, he always felt that his own cheeks were a bit swollen.
"You can just decide this matter yourself." Having finished speaking, Yang Tao then walked toward the direction of the military tents, but right at this moment, a red signal flare Qiangwei up into the sky in the distance.
"Look quick, a signal flare! Someone is crying out for help again!" A soldier ran into the tent.
Qiangwei and several soldiers ran out from within the tent; one could see Qiangwei looking toward the distant sky while frowning slightly, subsequently saying to the several soldiers behind her: "A signal flare indicates there are civilians. I'll head over first. You guys hurry up and pack up, prepare for rescue."
"Yes!" Having finished speaking, Qiangwei directly rode upon her motorcycle and steered toward the direction of the signal flare; subsequently, the entirety of the camp 'moved,' and a group of soldiers was very quickly assembled. Two military trucks were also prepared and already on standby.
"Quick, quick!" "Over here, hurry up and get on the vehicle!"
Seeing this, Yang Tao immediately leaped into the bed of a truck; the moment he dropped into the carriage, there were seven or eight gun muzzles pointed right at him.
"Who are you?" At this moment, the soldier who had previously seen Yang Tao cooking said: "I've seen him. He was just cooking inside the camp just now; he's the survivor Qiangwei brought back today."
The man who spoke earlier immediately said upon hearing this: "Get off the vehicle quickly! We are going to execute a mission!"
"I am also a super soldier. Bringing me along can at least be of some help, more or less."
"You?" Yang Tao extended his hand to grip the side guardrail of the military truck and gave a gentle squeeze; the side guardrail of solid metal deformed instantly, and subsequently, he easily squeezed the deformed position back into place.
Seeing this scene, the soldier who spoke directly commanded everyone to lower their guns, and subsequently patted the front of the truck: "Depart!" The military truck gave a roar and then steered toward the direction from which the signal flare was fired.
"Hello there, my name is Wu Kang. Comrade, since you are a super soldier, how come I have never seen you before?"
"Hello, my name is Yang Tao. Mine is naturally awakened; I haven't joined the Xiong Bing Lian."
The gaze with which Wu Kang looked toward Yang Tao completely changed, and the other soldiers were likewise exactly the same, their hands involuntarily touching the automatic rifles in their grasp.
Seeing this, Yang Tao knew he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't know where exactly the problem lay either; he could only give a light laugh and say: "Don't you guys be nervous. Although I am not a person of the Xiong Bing Lian, I am not your enemy either; what's more, I am a support-type super soldier."
"Support-type? What does that mean?"
Yang Tao sat directly inside the swaying truck bed, looking toward this group of guarded soldiers before his eyes and saying: "You guys should have played games before, right? I am just like a hidden merchant inside a game; as long as you pay the corresponding price, you can exchange for anything I possess from me."
"A hidden merchant? Are you joking?"
"You can even accept aliens. Why is it impossible for a special merchant like me, who poses absolutely no threat to you, to be real?"