Doomsday Sanctuary

Although Xiao Bi told the truth, no one could see that Xiao Biqiao was still unhappy, and when she returned, she gave Yang Shangrong a fierce look.

Yang Shangrong smiled bitterly in his heart and shook his head. He knew Xiaobi hated him.

After Di Ping retired Xiaobi, he scanned the crowd and asked, "Do you have anything to add to the strategy proposed by Master Yang?"

Everyone shook their heads, Yang Shangrong's strategic layout is already complete, the following is the tactical matter.

Di Ping saw that everyone had no opinion, he slowly sat upright, his eyes changed extremely serious and said: "Okay, now that there is no righteousness, let's start the battle arrangement!"

Wow, everyone is sturdy, looking at Di Ping and waiting for his order.

Di Ping looked around the crowd and said slowly:

"Ling, Brook, Yang Shangrong, Ouyang Zhen, and the Pang Haidong temporary command team are all responsible for the command and planning of this war!"

"I'm waiting for the order!"

The four of them gave orders to Di Ping.

"Ling, Zheng Guohua, Shen Borong, and Liu Bingyu are stationed in the sheltered city to supervise state affairs, settle the hearts of the people, and prepare war supplies together!"

"It's the king!"

The three ordered together.

"Ling, Cheng Chao, Han Ming stationed on the ground, activated first-level combat readiness, and prepared for war!"

"It's the king!"

Cheng Chao came forward and took the lead.

"Liu Zhenglong, your research center must increase the production speed of starships to ensure starship consumption!"

Di Ping looked at Liu Zhenglong, the head of the scientific research center, and said.

"It's the king!"

Liu Zhenglong hurriedly bowed.

Di Ping looked at Liu Zhenglong solemnly, and said solemnly again:

"In addition, the research and development of Tier 4 starships must be carried out. I will see Tier 4 starships within half a year!"

Liu Zhenglong was immediately anxious when he heard this, he hurriedly said:

"Your Majesty, Tier 4 starships have a lot of technology. Many of our technologies can't keep up. Runemasters can't keep up. It is impossible to produce Tier 4 starships in two or three years!"

Di Ping looked at him and said:

"You don't have to worry about the runemaster, you need a runemaster. Tell me, now I give you the maximum authority, ask for money, ask for money, ask for people, I don't care what you do, I must see a Tier 4 starship in half a year!"

There was sweat on Liu Zhenglong's forehead. Facing Di Ping's stern gaze, he could only stubbornly promised:

"It's the king, I will try my best!"

"It is not an effort, it is a must!"

Di Ping said solemnly.

"It's the king, I must complete the task!"

It was the first time that Liu Zhenglong faced such a severe Di Ping. His heart was panicked by the huge majesty, and he hurriedly responded.

Di Ping looked away from Liu Zhenglong and looked at Yu Shujie:

"Shujie, you go back and let the manor immediately build another four-level energy spar refining production line. I will see the fourth-level energy spar within one month at the earliest!"

"It's the king!" Yu Shujie immediately stood up and responded.

A four-level energy stone refining production line is worth 20 million crystal coins, and Di Ping's pockets are directly deflated.

After the asylum city was established, although the tax revenue of each city increased rapidly, the initial construction of each city cost a lot of coins. The first two or three months were all negative expenditures. Only in the following months did the income of coins begin to increase.

Each surplus is less than ten to twenty million, and it takes tens of millions to support such a huge army a month, and the remaining can support the sanctuary city.

In order for Di Ping to absorb financial resources from the Yanlong Empire, it would only take two to three years before the people's livelihood was restored.

Fortunately, the Sanctuary City is independent of the Yan Nation system. With the global unification, the various system buildings of the Sanctuary City begin to show their horrible gold-absorbing ability, which supports the development of the various systems of the Sanctuary City.

But this is also stretched, very tight.

Up to now Di Ping has not gone to upgrade the city. It's not that he doesn't want to upgrade, one is that he doesn't need it, and the other is that he has no money. Now every penny is spent on the blade.

Now, if the system buildings are to be fully upgraded, it only needs nearly 100 million crystal coins, and he can't get it out if he is killed.

It's a pity that the aliens don't give him time. If they can give him ten years of peaceful development, no, not ten, five years, he can definitely upgrade the system to level five or even level six.

Di Ping got rid of the emotion in his heart and regained his mood. He glanced over the crowd, slowly stood up, and said loudly, "Everyone, this is a race of races. There is no trace of warmth at all. The winner will survive, and the loser will be enslaved. , We can only fight, and we must win!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, full of surging momentum, buzzing in the shaking hall.

Everyone stood up, their eyes filled with flames, and they all raised their hands and shouted:

"Only war, war will win!"