Dimensional Code

Accompanied by Fang Zheng's call, the angel capable of changing everything in the world emerged again, slowly fell into Fang Zheng's hands, and then quietly opened it.Then Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, picked up the quill, looked at the blank page in front of him and thought for a while, and then began to write slowly on it...

At the same time, in some unknown corner of the Milky Way, the missionary was already jumping in anger.

He never thought that his luck would be so bad.

At the very beginning, the missionaries planned to go to the Intellectual Realm, but they encountered a particle storm... Well, this is a natural phenomenon in the universe, like a tornado, although rare, it happens occasionally, and the same thing happened in the pioneer period Things, you have no way to reason when you encounter them, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Then, because of the forcible interruption of the jump, he and his fleet were thrown into a completely strange, extremely barren, ghostly place...

This is what Fangzheng did on purpose, but he knows that after many accidents, the protagonist will get martial arts cheats because of falling off a cliff or something, such as Nine Suns Magic Art, Dugu Nine Swords, etc.

Judging from the records, this missionary is quite a protagonist. Fang Zheng didn't dare to let him follow the way in the novel of the pioneer YY. If he really got some pioneer relics as written in the novel and made a comeback, he would play it himself. off?

The Milky Way is much larger than imagined, and a place that has not been explored is quite tricky even for the pioneers.The missionary tossed and tossed for many days, but there was no progress. Not only that, what made the missionary angry, his luck was getting worse and worse.

First, they encountered a swarm of meteors that is rare to see in a century, and the entire fleet was dazed by the whistling meteors. Fortunately, the pioneers and the Star Alliance were advanced in technology, otherwise they would have been directly smashed to death.

And before they could recover, they encountered an explosion of solar particles. Seeing that something was wrong, the missionaries immediately started the leap again, left this land of right and wrong, and then...then they were almost swept into the black hole .

After this series of blows, the number of Covenant warships following the Forerunner decreased again, and now there are only two or three solitary kittens left.Thanks to the firm belief of these Covenant soldiers, they even thought that this was the test they had to go through on their "great journey", otherwise, I am afraid that there would be no one available under the missionaries right now.

But how can missionaries bear this anger!

"what on earth is it!"

He walked back and forth on the deck angrily, roaring at the same time. The missionary never thought that his plan would be so unsatisfactory. Although he has experienced many battles and faced more difficult situations than this, but All this still makes the missionary very angry.

And when the missionary was extremely angry, suddenly, the voice of the mechanical intelligent servant sounded.

"The historical star map has been detected, and the jump route is being determined."

"What? Found it?"

Hearing the report from the mechanical intelligent servant, the missionary was overjoyed. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the command platform, and soon saw the star map on the screen automatically setting the position.

He has finally come to his rescue!

"Very good, immediately set the destination as..."

While speaking, the missionary strode towards the podium, and at this moment, his left foot suddenly caught his right foot, and with a "bang", the missionary fell headfirst on the deck Up——then there was no more response.

"... Please give the order."

The artificial intelligence servant didn't notice any changes, it was still mechanically asking for orders.

However, the missionary remained lying on the ground, motionless.

"...Please issue an order, Commander."

The artificial intelligence servant repeated it again, but the missionary still did not respond at all.

He is dead.

It's that simple.

Looking at the handwriting that appeared on the "Raw Pian Zhi", Fangzheng sighed, turned the quill in his hand, and then took the "Rumble Pian Zhi" back.

It seems that between the world of science fiction and the world of magic, it is hard to say who must be stronger.

In terms of pure power, then the sci-fi world definitely has the upper hand. Forerunners, Star Alliance, they all have the ability to completely destroy a planet.Placed in the main world, a Forerunner flagship can completely blow up the planets in the main world to pieces.

Then the magic civilization of slash-and-burn farming in the main world has no power to fight back?

From the immediate point of view, it is obviously not the case.

In the main world, "Whispering Pianzhi" cannot affect existences above the legendary level, but here, it can easily and unreasonably send a forerunner who is thousands of miles away and under the protection of a large army directly Kill, and no one can see who did it.Because it was caused by an accidental fall... Whatever it is, if someone does an autopsy on the missionary, it will only be concluded that the deceased was under tremendous pressure and in extremely poor physical condition, because of the accidental shock or something... ...

It has nothing to do with murder if you say a thousand words and ten thousand. If you die, it is an accidental death.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng also lamented that the class division of the magical civilization that focuses on personal strength has seriously led to a low level of civilization, but the technological civilization that focuses on overall strength lacks a strong person who can make the final decision.But think about it carefully, if you can cultivate a walking humanoid nuclear bomb, why do you need to spend so much effort on researching nuclear bombs?

But now, the mission is over.

Looking at the system prompt in front of him, Fangzheng nodded, and then he looked at Nimfu.

"Nimf, pack up the information we compiled before and send it to the Master Chief as a small gift for him before leaving."

Although Fangzheng took his own ship wife to search for most of the forerunner relics in the galaxy, but basically what he took away were scientific research materials and knowledge, which can be copied.Therefore, Fangzheng did not say that he would not leave meat for the human beings in this world.Not only that, but he also specially asked Nimf to draw a star map, which pointed out the locations of all the shield worlds and auras detected by Nimf, and also clearly listed the areas imprisoned by the Flood as a warning. Anyway, Fangzheng thinks that he has done everything he should do. If Unsc decides to kill himself...it has nothing to do with him, doesn't it?

"The data transmission is complete, master."

Hearing Fang Zheng's order, Nimfu also quickly clicked on the personal terminal, then quickly completed the task, and then spoke to Fang Zheng, while Fang Zheng nodded, and then waved suddenly.

"Let's go, let's go home!"

At this time, the countdown to the end of the task on the system also reset to zero.

Chapter 842 Did I Forget Something?

"so boring………"

After returning from the halo world, Fangzheng felt like a salted fish...or a salted dragon.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, with the little charmander on the left and the little milk cat on the right. The two little guys rolled around with Fangzheng, but... Fangzheng felt that he had nothing to do.

Before being reborn, Fangzheng once heard a joke told to himself by his colleagues: The real good emperors are not those who manage every day, but the emperors who drink and eat every day.The really good bosses are not those who work till the end every day, but those who basically don't see each other all day long.

At that time, Fangzheng curiously asked his colleagues why this was so, and the other party's answer was: an emperor who manages everything every day means that his subordinates are idiots and can't even handle big things well. If a boss works overtime every day, it can only mean that he is recruiting. It's a pile of trash and you have to do everything yourself.

Fangzheng naturally disagrees with this. Deceitful things have happened everywhere since ancient times, don't they?Then Fangzheng's colleague looked at Fangzheng like an idiot and said something.

"You don't even have eyes for people, and you still want to be a good emperor and a good boss?"

Well, what you said makes sense and I'm speechless.

But right now, Fangzheng suddenly felt that maybe it would be better for his subordinates to be less capable.

Right now, the most important job of Tiandao Palace is to absorb and digest the knowledge from the forerunners and pioneers, so as to improve its own technological level.And the Royal Fleet has also started the "upgrade" work as a whole. What Fangzheng has to do now is, at most, to go to see if the ship girls are eating well every afternoon, and supplement them with some nano-materials... He feels that he is about to change. Become the Minister of Logistics.

At first, Fangzheng thought it was a good time to hang out every day, and occasionally he would find time to exchange feelings with Atalanta, Kurumi, and Tilia.But you can't spend time on it every day. To be honest, Fangzheng really doubts how those emperors persisted every day. Don't you get tired of it after a long time?

Ah...don't want to work...but don't want to download dungeons either...but it's too boring to do nothing...

At present, the organizational structure of Tiandao Palace is basically on the right track. Tilia is in charge of foreign affairs and internal affairs, Heikati is in charge of military affairs and politics, and Nimfu is in charge of scientific research.Those little girls have basically started to take up their positions, and after the initial running-in, they have gradually adapted to their positions.

Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is quite a dark department in any organizational structure, has its own person in charge-needless to say, this kind of ruthless work is naturally handed over to Kuang San.