Chapter 700: Visit

Although the army of visitors was not annihilated, the loss was still great, and the Supreme Wisdom had clearly understood what happened.

The visitor endured physical pain, and the mental punishment of the Supreme Wisdom seemed to tear every nerve in his body. He knew that compared with such great wisdom, what he did before must be full of loopholes.

And the hunter came to replace him, and he would be finished if he returned to Hala. Although it would not be a death sentence, the rest of his life should be in a dark lower institute in the future.

Studying stones or soil every day, there is never a day to rise.

Tears, you can shed

But he insisted on not crying loudly on the bridge, he struggled to get up, pursed his mouth, squeezed out an ugly wry smile, slapped the captain's shoulder, then turned and left.

The captain stood up and saluted his back with a sigh of relief. His own future was preserved. Although the battleship was damaged, he had no improper command.

Strict military regulations also have its advantages, that is, the boss wants to make his subordinates take responsibility, and the intellectual brain's records will not allow it. Whose fault is who is wrong, and the supreme wisdom can be understood at a glance.

Poor people, the people on the bridge shook their heads. In fact, the visitor is a good leader, at least not as cruel as the pursuer.

At this time, they obviously hadn’t thought that they laughed in battle before, and the record of this incident was also seen by the Supreme Wisdom.

The Scruid fleet patrolled the edge of the solar system for a while, cleaned the battlefield, collected valuable recyclables, and prepared to leave.

The command style of the opposing fleet has changed drastically, and a large number of ships exploded and evacuated even more decisively. They knew that the supreme wisdom had taken the action, so the enemy's position should not be able to catch up.

It's better to accept it as soon as you see it. This time, although you have beaten a weaker, your side is not damaged, and the other side loses hundreds of warships. This is pure profit.

Don't slip away at this time, do you have to wait for Ronan to come over?

Before leaving, the commander of the Scruid Fleet did not forget his hero, and he issued a commendation to the outpost located deep underground in the (xi) star.

The warriors on the intelligence front still stick to their posts and recognize the visitor's legion in time to achieve their current results.

The credit goes down a lot, and he will ask the queen for them when he goes back. After a while, everyone will be able to return to their home planet and enjoy the heroic treatment.

The commander of the outpost smiled with green faces wrinkled together, indicating that they had stood guard for the empire for decades under this planet with only rocks and methane ice.

Don't ask for the treatment of any heroes, the credit is for the fleet. I only hope that the commander of the fleet can make a few words in the military department and adjust a good position for the brothers.

It's too bitter here. They slumped underground and could only rely on instruments to secretly observe space. They ate unscented food every day, and even the toilet was broken and there were no replacement parts.

What's more, life is extremely insecure. Once the outpost is discovered, dozens of them are not enough to stuff the Cree's teeth.

Now the Cree’s fleet is at a loss here, and the Supreme Wisdom can definitely associate the observation point of Skrull nearby, so the Cree’s revenge will soon come.

The people at the outpost unanimously decided to abandon their false names and make a deal with the fleet, thus switching to a rear post.

Even the defensive warehouse is better than this, and suffers with the stone ball of Eris, it is better to rush out of the underground structure and instantly become a popsicle.

The fleet commander thought about it, if all the credit goes to the fleet, and it happened that some stingers refused to obey the discipline recently and just borrowed the knife to kill.

There is no need to go through the military headquarters at all. The fleet commander has this right, so the people at the outpost were picked up on the battleship, and another group of "people with lofty ideals" was arranged to take over.

The fleet adjusted its formation, and instantly disappeared into the star sea, leaving behind a twisted band of light.

The visitor swayed in the corridor of the battleship like a walking corpse. He seemed to have lost his soul and his eyes were numb. The words of the Supreme Wisdom echoed in his mind, and he could hardly think of anything else.

As if instinctively, he swayed back to his laboratory without realizing it, just like the instinct of a living creature, he subconsciously came to a place where he could feel at ease.

Looking at the familiar experimental equipment and the experimental animals jumping around in the cage, he gradually recovered some sense.

He has never forgotten the experiments of strangers, the precious knowledge and wealth that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Legion that he did not know how many generations ago.

So when the Supreme Wisdom wanted to retake Attilan, he was very excited to accept the task and took over some spies lurking in Attilan.

He knows the status quo and intelligence of Attilan well, and he is expected to have no problems.

But he was Wanwan Na who didn't expect that the human being he had always looked down upon became the biggest disruptor.

Now he is defeated and no one will come back to flatter him. If the bridge people still have some respect for him, other people are afraid to avoid him.

Thinking back to the people they met in the corridor just now, they either turned their heads away from him, or they just lowered their heads and laughed.

Such a scene made him feel like a knife.

It's all human beings who have done something bad. He must take revenge not for the ghost-like existence, but for the entire mankind.

Before the hunter arrived, he still had some time. Although his supreme command authority had been deprived, his research authority as the chief scientist still remained.

He can still use all the tools in the laboratory, take out any extinct weapons, and conduct any experiments he wants to do.

Thinking about it, his face gradually became distorted, and his eyes seemed to protrude.

He struggled to stand up, went to the wall and opened the closet, took out the protective clothing inside and put on it, and then carefully walked into the isolation room connected to the laboratory.

As a biology and geneticist, he has his own dignity. His strengths are no longer on huge ships and cannons, but on microscopic realms that mortals cannot see.

Under the green light, he took out a small tube of liquid from a closed container, not much, only a few drops, but the liquid was emitting a weird light at this time.

He carefully filled the liquid into the injection gun and returned to the laboratory.

"Huhu"

The visitor was panting violently, his heart beating very fast, and his eyes fell on a cage.

A cage is worse than a small prison. Not only are lasers and energy barriers available, but there are also several weapons aimed at the creatures inside.

The creature in the cage is not big and looks fluffy. It is curled up into a ball at this time, with its belly undulating, as if sleeping.

The visitor verified his authority, passed the perimeter defense, and cautiously approached the sleeping monster holding the injection gun.

"Click~www.NovelMTL.com~ Just when he was planning to inject this creature with the cosmic virus, the door of the laboratory suddenly opened, and a very fat-looking white-skinned Cree came in.

The syringe almost fell to the ground. These things were extremely dangerous goods. At this time, his actions were discovered, and the visitors were shocked.

"Who are you? How did you come in?!" He asked with a ferocious look. As a blue skin, he was more noble than this kind of human-looking guy.

The person who came just showed a stiff smile, like a corpse in the universe.

He turned back and closed the door of the laboratory. With a sound of Gabba, he kneaded the door and the wall together, the metal was fully fitted, and then he turned off the light.

In the dark, this fat figure wriggled, changing its body and appearance as quickly as it melted. In the blink of an eye, a bright red light suddenly lit up.

"I'm looking for you"