After I became an ancient god

federal central district

In the office, Kun Deming looked at the shocking death data on the screen with a terribly gloomy expression.

boom! ! !

Kun Deming's clenched fist hit the hardwood table, blood oozes from the broken skin, and the pain can't hide the anger and sorrow in his heart.

On the light screen, Lishi and other small and medium-sized protective zone cities where holographic helmets have been put in have only been fermented for a day, and the death toll has exceeded [-]. number of people.

In this day and age, many people live alone, maybe playing games in a dark room, and no one even knows they died.

Even with the most optimistic estimates, the holographic helmets dropped would at least bring about the death of 10 people in the Federation, equivalent to the casualties caused by a medium-sized war.

Looking at the light screen, Kun Deming closed his eyes heavily. There is no way to recover from this matter. He can only do his best to prevent the further spread of this game.

Relying on the prophetic ability of rebirth, Kun Deming has already contacted other interstellar civilizations in private, but is still waiting for their reply. As long as he can restrain the Vol people like in the middle and late stages of his previous life, then the distant stars will still be saved.

It's just that the balance between these interstellar civilizations and the distant stars is really not easy to grasp. After all, in the eyes of all civilizations, the distant stars who have not yet stepped out of the planet are just low-level natives, and they are not qualified to negotiate with them on an equal footing.

This made it difficult for Kun Deming to start even with the experience of his previous life, and every step he took was like walking on thin ice.

drip-

While Kun Deming was meditating, he received a communication message. Kun Deming frowned as he looked at the sender's name.

It was the Wall man named Joe.

Although he didn't like this Waller very much, but last time a behind-the-scenes deal had been reached on the surface, Kun Deming still suppressed his hatred and clicked on the message.

This message is a video call.

In the picture, the Ugly Vol was looking at the screen with a distorted expression, and his eyes were even more angry than Kun Deming.

"What did you do! You stupid aliens! What did you do in the holographic helmet!!!"

Joe was hoarse, and his skinny face became extremely distorted due to anger and panic. The bulging veins looked like maggots were crawling under the skin, which was extremely ugly.

Kun Deming was taken aback, unable to understand what the alien was talking about.

Seeing Kun Deming's surprised face in the video, Qiao became even angrier, and decided that this guy was pretending to be stupid, and his voice was harsh: "Okay, okay! I'm making fun of you! You just wait and see !!!”

Beep——After finishing speaking, Joe angrily hung up the video, paced the room indignantly, panting heavily, sweat slid down his forehead, and his mind was full of thoughts.

It really didn't expect that the trade of selling indigenous soul data would bring it such a big trouble.

Qiao just got the news from his superiors, saying that something happened to Wei Yaweng, a major client they have been cooperating with for a long time.

It seems that some kind of catastrophe happened, and Wei Ya's civilization was completely cut off from the outside world, without any warning in advance, it was extremely weird.

In short, the eyes of all StarCraft are now betting there.

Although it has not been ascertained what happened inside Weiya civilization, there is no doubt that the Star Alliance has paid attention to all the recent affairs of Weiya civilization.

Moreover, Star Shou Civilization, the leader of the Interstellar Alliance, has learned some insider information from the only Chikla civilization that has investigated Weiya Civilization and obtained definite news.

As a shit-stirring role in the interstellar civilization, the Vol people are well-informed, so they naturally quickly learned what the news was.

The news said that Wei Ya civilization suffered an unknown fatal attack, and the current civilization is in chaos.

In addition, there is a sentence of unknown meaning in the message "God is here" and a highly blurred portrait of a character.

Moreover, the Chikla civilization claims that this is what a "god" looks like.

In the portrait is a figure with a flat face and regular features.

Many interstellar civilizations said that this portrait may only be that of Wei Yaren, and the so-called "god" may be some kind of high-end strike weapon against civilization.

But as the Vol people who had just sold their soul data, they naturally quickly recognized the blurred human figure in the painting as the Yuanxing people.

The attitude of the people from the distant stars is still very distinctive in Interstellar.

It maintains its human form, and at the same time has its own aesthetic feeling, which is in line with the aesthetics of most races in the interstellar civilization.

That's why the Wal people value their commercial value so much. After all, even just buying and selling people is enough for them to make a lot of money.

But this kind of thing is obviously not allowed by interstellar law, and Wal Civilization can only act in private, but it never expected that such a big thing would happen just after selling the first extra money.

Although I don't know why Wei Ya civilization, a powerful high-level civilization, suffered such a blow. The reason is actually related to a low-level civilization, but this is really bad news for the Vol people.

Because of rounding, Wei Yaweng had an accident, and it was the fault of the Vol people.

At least, the Vol people who sold the soul data of the people from the distant stars to the Wei Ya civilization cannot escape the crime of illegal trade.

"What to do? What to do? What to do!!!"

Qiao scratched his head anxiously, leaving bloodstains on his scalp.

Now the Interstellar Alliance has started to investigate the recent developments of Wei Yaweng, and it will probably soon find out that they have privately conducted illegal human trafficking with Weiya Wenming.

In that case, they will definitely be punished by the alliance. Although they are not guilty of death, they will definitely be fined a lot of money. This is simply the scariest thing for Wal civilization.

They Vol people are born merchants and magicians, pursuing truth and wealth. Apart from spending money to pursue the truth of magic, they simply cannot allow their money to be taken out of their pockets.

"..."

In the room, Joe narrowed his eyes and suddenly fell silent.

It came up with a great idea.

As a civilized person of a high civilization, they shouldn't be so troubled by the Vol people. The solution to the problem is very simple and easy for them.

Just now it was thinking about it, and it blamed itself for pretending to be the Virgin in front of the Yuanxing people recently, and really got itself involved.

Joe raised the corners of his mouth, with a venomous snake-like gleam in his eyes, sat back in his seat, and tapped the table under him lightly with his slender fingers, making a crisp "click".

For the Vol people, if there is no way to destroy the existing evidence, then it is better to destroy the source of the evidence, and then fabricate a perfect testimony that the Vol civilization is a victim, and help the Vol civilization get rid of this big trouble.

After all, if the alliance finds out at that time, as long as the Yuanxing people make a statement, they will find that all of this is because the Vol civilization is deceiving them, and the Vol people will definitely confess.

Then it's better not to let the alliance find a chance to confess from the beginning.

In other words, as long as Yuan Xing is destroyed, everything will be simple.

Joe had thought of a brilliant excuse to lessen Wall's civil guilt.

It will use planet-destroying weapons not documented by the Interstellar Federation to destroy the distant star, turning it into a barren death star without life.

Then, the Vol people can pretend that they were deceived by the people from the distant stars, and sent the soul data of the people from the distant stars to the star network of advanced civilizations, hoping to help them develop civilization.

But in the end, it was discovered that the aliens wanted to plunder the technology of the Vol people and slaughter them. As a last resort, these kind Vol people had to fight back in accordance with the interstellar convention and destroy this evil low-level civilization.

In this way, their trafficking has become a goodwill act to help the development of low-level civilizations. Even if the actions are improper, but out of goodwill, the trial of the interstellar court will definitely not be heavy. It passed without incident.

Although there must be many interstellar civilizations who do not believe that the Vol people, who have always been mercenary, will do good things, but no victims have come forward, and they have no evidence.

It's impossible to punish them heavily for a dead civilization, Joe is sure of that.

After all, this is a world where the weak eat the strong... Hehe!

Joe looked at the message he had sent to his superiors and showed a cruel smile. He couldn't wait to see the miserable scenes of those people from far away before they died.

Let these stupid natives know what the pride of an advanced civilization cannot be tarnished!

Didi—the message has been sent, and the room fell silent.

federal

Downtown Lishi

Hearing the knock on the door, Ke Su casually straightened the messy hair on his head, and replied, "Here we come!"

"Excuse me?"

Ke Su opened the door, looked at the tall man outside, and asked.

Zhou Shi put away the light screen, and said with a serious face: "Hello, Zhou Shi, executive officer of the Federal Special Incident Handling Department, due to certain cases, you are now required to cooperate with the investigation."

Ke Su blinked, and suddenly remembered that the mobile theater caught fire the day before yesterday, thinking that this matter would not end up on him.

Saddened that he might lose money, Ke Su invited the civil servants in front of him into his house.

"Please come in."

Zhou Shi entered the room, and before he had time to speak, he felt an inexplicable chill all over his body, a feeling of being peeped by something, and even his bones were bleak and cold.

Are there ghosts in this house?

Zhou Shi looked around cautiously, and found that this was a typical single-living house, decorated in the simple style of half a century ago, not the sci-fi punk style that young people are advocating now, but an indescribable old charm , as if crossing the time gap and coming to the old era before the nuclear war.

There are simple furniture and decorations everywhere, and even the only modern electronic product, the computer is an old model five or six years ago. Even Zhou Shi, an old-fashioned old-fashioned person who cannot keep up with the trend in the mouth of his colleagues, no longer uses it, because this model It has been discontinued, broken and there is no place to repair it.

It's rare to meet such nostalgic people these days.

Zhou Shi thought so, and when he was about to ask a question, Ke Su smiled shyly, and said, "I'm not good at hospitality, please sit down for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water!"

As a flower grower in his previous life, Ke Su knew that although he was afraid of society, he should be polite in hospitality, so he had to pour someone a glass of water no matter what.

Zhou Shi looked at the thin young man in front of him, and frowned. He didn't want to waste time, but just as he was about to refuse, he felt the chill on his body grow heavier.

He felt as if something was controlling his body, and he sat on the sofa in a daze, quietly waiting for the young man opposite to pour water.

"Please wait a moment, I will be back in a while."

The pale young man turned around and walked to the kitchen. Zhou Shi watched his back disappear, and the inexplicable chill disappeared from his body.

After regaining control of his body, he stood up abruptly, already aware that something was wrong, and for a moment he had a feeling that death was approaching.

This is... Could it really be the incarnation of [Nameless Mist].

Thinking of this, Zhou Shi suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and there seemed to be something wrong around him. He raised his head subconsciously and his pupils constricted.

!!!

Looking at everything in front of him, Zhou Shi's face turned pale, and he completely lost his ability to speak.

I saw that the originally retro four walls were covered with eyes one after another, opening and closing one by one, the dark pupils were shaking, and they met his gaze.

At this moment, this retro room with a warm style is like hell.

Where did he... go?

Zhou Shi's brain went blank, and the suppressed raving in his mind became stronger than ever, echoing in his ears, torturing every nerve in his brain.