Mecha Star Wars.

When Lin Fan felt a subtle, sparse and disgusting touch coming from the gun, she knew the spider thread had arrived.

But in order to wait for them to arrive, she endured her nausea and waited for a long time.

It feels like the spider threads in the ground are like baited fish, densely clinging to the gun, clinging to the intentionally exposed World Tree energy.

She endured the discomfort until she felt that no more spider threads were coming, and then she suddenly increased the energy of the World Tree.

The spider threads cling to this living energy with persistence, struggling to get a bite.

Their loose bodies were all twisted together at this moment, tangled into a large bundle of hemp rope-like main body.

The larger the body, the more dispersed power is concentrated and strengthened.

When they were trying hard to grab energy, they didn't expect that the bicycle suddenly turned into a motorcycle, and the delicious energy suddenly increased.

The spider silk was so happy that it twisted on it desperately, trying to gnaw out a hole.

As long as there is a small gap, they can sneak in and absorb the light in an instant...

Before the dream was over, they felt a strong force and flew out of the dark environment with the strong energy.

Lin Fan pulled out the gun with force and raised it high. When he saw what was thrown out, a large bundle of spider silk that was as slippery as a hemp rope and spread out at the edge, his brows were tied into a Chinese knot.

The spider silk, which was not originally thick, may have absorbed energy in the ground, but each thread has grown to the thickness of a rolling pin. They twisted together and formed the prototype of a big branch.

The size was much stronger than the World Tree she had seen before.

It is conceivable what kind of powerful enemies World Tree will face if they are allowed to develop unchecked underground...

Spider silk is not afraid of light, but it senses changes in the environment, and even slightly intelligent single-cell organisms are aware of the danger.

Many spider threads began to loosen, trying to break away from the giant body and retract underground.

But because it was so entangled before, it was impossible to loosen it from the main body for a while.

And Lin Fan couldn't let them get their wish - she waited here with goosebumps all over her body, and she couldn't let these things go easily no matter what.

At this time, he didn't care about estimating the power to save it, and directly injected the maximum power into the spear in his hand. The spider silk instantly spread out and fell to the ground.

Lin Fan hurriedly flew up and plugged the gun back into the hole just now to prevent any surviving spider silk from going down to the Huohuo World Tree.

Fortunately, electric shocks that exceed "one hundred thousand volts" don't just sound scary.

After the unpleasant smell of burning protein, the white and black spider silk finally stopped twisting and could no longer die.

"It would be great if we could set a fire." After Lin Fan learned that the ugly woman had confirmed that there was no spider silk left in the ground, he looked at the large piece of disgusting white and charred stuff with emotion. "With so many corpses left, I'm always afraid that one or two will be missed. It's best to burn them to ashes. Once a hundred are done, the corpses can be destroyed."

She is not afraid of forest fires either, and she has experience digging isolation belts.

Didn’t the general controller not know that with so many large remnants left, Country P would discover them sooner or later, but at this time, there was no better way.

"It's okay. You come back first. We will secretly arrange the logistics of the local embassy to finish the work and minimize the traces of your appearance." The director-general pinched Yamane and said gently.

One of them is to have someone clean up and eliminate the traces of the stars.

On the other hand, the person in charge of armaments has long proposed that the physical resistance of these alien monsters seems to be particularly strong, and he wants to transport their remains back to study and see if they can be used.

These things, which in Lin Fan's eyes were extremely disgusting and made his eyes hurt just by looking at them, were priceless treasures in the eyes of different people.

Not only the spider silk, but also the body of the previous spider monster. Party H will also ask for it from country P and divide it among them as spoils of war.

But under the control of Country P, that part will not be divided much, but this thicker and more secretive spider thread can be manipulated quietly...

After Lin Fan received the order to evacuate, he still felt uneasy thinking about it.

After another group electrotherapy was given to the motionless spider thread in the ground, and as a guarantee, I flew up with peace of mind.

Seeing her cautious look, the chief unconsciously raised the corners of his serious mouth.

Seeing the chief's affirmation, Cen Fangyuan also smiled and stood up to discuss with the secret group the necessary wrangling tactics for dividing the spoils.

In the special clinic, Zhu Cunjun was heartbroken when he saw that people were really rushing home.

He wiped the non-existent sweat from his head, leaned on the boss's chair, and looked around, "Where's my tea cup?"

The cup that was clearly in my hand just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Here it is." Wang Fengfeng quickly picked up his cup from the table and handed it over, "You just put it on our counter. Fortunately, there is no water in it. Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to put it."

There are electronic devices everywhere in the information room, and the damage caused by a cup of tea spilled on it can be really big or small.

"Oh, oh," Zhu Cunjun knew that his behavior was inappropriate, and he didn't care if his subordinates said a few words.

He was famous for being easy to talk to. He took the cup with a smile, "Aren't you worried about Xiao Lin Fan? Haha, I won't be the same next time. I won't be the same next time."

Most of the people in the special clinic are relatively easy-going and harmonious, like a family. No one really bothers with their immediate boss over trivial matters, except, of course, the senior brother.

Zhu Cunjun happily ran to the tea room and made a cup of fragrant tea. After returning to his boss chair and taking a deep breath of the aroma, he finally thought of other people.

"Is there any new news from Xiao Wu?"

Xiao Wu from the Special Branch didn't know who he was, but he was on duty outside at this time, and the person he was specifically asked about must be Wu Yusen.

It's now past two o'clock in the morning in H country, and it has been several hours since I last contacted John Woo.

With his efficiency, Lu An should have found it.

"No news yet." Wang Fengfeng typed quickly on the keyboard. "Do I need to connect?"

"What about Feng Chuang? Is there no news either?" Zhu Cunjun asked about this scourge again.

"No, except for a few special police officers who are still looking for clues on the ground, most of them are underground..." Wang Fengfeng replied.

Zhu Cunjun thought for a moment and issued the order. "Connect."

His words were confused, but Wang Fengfeng had already opened the connection with John Woo.

On the big screen, after a few rings, John Woo's slightly embarrassed big head appeared.

He was moving quickly with his mobile phone in hand, and the background behind him was cluttered and full of people.

John Woo has always followed Zhu Cunjun as a role model. Although he can't smile all day long, he is refreshing most of the time, and looks like he can cope with anything. I have never seen him in such a mess.

Colleagues from the Information Department who were not busy at the moment were looking at the screen intentionally or unintentionally, with their ears raised high, waiting for Zhu Cunjun to ask questions.

"This is……"

"Lin Fan..."

They both spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

Zhu Cunjun knew that Wu Yusen had been worried about Lin Fan, so he did not put on airs and said proactively, "Lin Fan is fine, nothing happened. He has returned. What's going on with you?"

Just as Wu Yusen was about to speak, he was pushed to the side by a strong force coming from beside him.

He was a strong man of over 1.8 meters and was a senior agent in the Special Branch. He was almost squeezed against the wall.

Jianxian stabilized his figure, walked quickly to a deserted corner, and ducked into the internal employee passage while no one was paying attention.

The light on the big screen suddenly went dark, and John Woo's face could not be seen clearly, but everyone could hear his long sigh clearly.

I think it might not be an easy journey for him...

After walking for a while, John Woo's face reappeared in the light.

He wiped his face helplessly, forgetting for a moment that he was still wearing glasses, wiped his face with loneliness, and sighed again at the phone with a depressed look on his face.

"It's really hard to describe..."

The first chapter has arrived today.

Suddenly I remembered that I started coding at the end of July last year.

I didn’t know anything at the time, so I silently coded 8 words and started publishing the book at the end of August.

At that time, I was carefree and could easily earn 6 yuan a day. I thought I could make money by coding, but I couldn’t make even yuan or a month.

Haha, that’s just naive. In fact, I made one-tenth of the original plan. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

My grades were not good, my mentality fluctuated... Who would have thought that I persisted in doing this for a year?

Many times, I also ask myself, does this kind of persistence have any meaning? Wouldn't it be better to do something else?

Just being stubborn. This story seems to be getting more and more endless as it goes on. I feel like it’s getting longer and longer, o(╥﹏╥)o

A year has passed and many things have changed. The only thing that remains unchanged is that we don’t know when the story will end.

You've dug a big hole for yourself. Oops, keep filling it.

Fortunately, I have you with me in this lonely process. Every time I see everyone’s votes, encouragement, interactions, and catching bugs, I feel like it’s worth it.

As for money, you can think of other ways to make it. Meeting you among so many people and sharing the same story is the most rare thing.

Sometimes I want to write another story, but I feel like I’m too busy with this story, so why not write something else? Write shit.

I have a lot of ideas, but let’s focus on the present first.

There are double updates planned for this month, and I will work hard to complete it. I hope everyone will continue to vote and interact with each other for encouragement.

I love you so much!