Han Lang was stunned and asked in surprise: "There are still B-level ruins on Earth!?"

According to Li Yu, B-level ruins are quite powerful, and only the strongest galaxy countries have the ability to develop them. As for the output of the ruins, it is an uncountable wealth. Han Lang never expected that there was a B-level ruin on the small earth!

Li Yu nodded slightly and said, "There is really a B-level ruin on Earth. Now you are a formal member of the Relics Administration, so I don't have to hide it from you."

"But do you know what is sad? We are guarding the gold mine, but we can't mine gold! We can only watch wealth lie underground and sleep."

Han Lang was stunned, "Because of our lack of strength? Didn't you say that several countries can develop large-scale relics together?"

Li Yu smiled bitterly and said with a dim look: "It's not that the Earth has talked to other countries to develop ruins together. The Centaurus Sally Empire, the closest to the Earth, offered 95% of the price! They have to take away the vast majority of the ruins that exist on our Earth. Who can swallow this tone?"

"And the side effects of this negotiation are not the only one. The news of the existence of B-level ruins on Earth has leaked out. The Sally Empire has been eyeing us. I suspect that the robbers attacked the earth these few times were the ones they were damaging behind the scenes!"

"What a pity, you fought half of your life to block these raiders that day. We still couldn't kill them all and let them run away. I'm sorry to you when I think about it."

Han Lang hurriedly said, "I know what happened that day. When the brothers came out of the ruins, they were already at the end of their strength. The consumption was huge. It was a success to be able to drive them away."

Li Yu said with a wry smile: "The establishment of the First Legion actually means planning for the B-class ruins. If the Galaxy Congress really judges that the earth needs to be colonized, we will force the ruins to open the ruins! Now the large army has been transferred to the location of the ruins, the headquarters of the First Legion and the air fortress-class cruisers are all arranged there, and this place will become a pure mine. In two days, we will go to the new base with the last transfer team."

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Li Yu wanted to stay at the base to deal with some transfers, while Han Lang resumed his daily training. When the base was transferred, those strange water sources that were extremely cold and did not freeze would be transported away together, creating a place for Han Lang to practice in the new base.

After the training, Han Lang felt refreshed all over. He asked the canteen aunt for two roujiamo and a large cup of hot chocolate. He went back to the room to eat and think while thinking.

The current situation on earth is quite unoptimistic. The old saying goes, every man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure.

Having a B-class ruin is the luck of the earth and the source of disaster. If it weren't for Clark, the earth would have become a colony of other countries ten years ago.

It is very easy for a powerful country in the Galaxy to want a territory. You only need to give a report at the Galaxy Conference, saying that the earth is not strong enough now and there are no strong people to take care of it. Let me take care of it.

The Galaxy princes over there raised their hands to vote, but there were not many people opposing it, and the earth became a colony of other countries. This practice was actually no different from when the great powers bullied the Huaxia Braided Kingdom.

A weak country has no diplomacy, and it is also the truth to place it in the Milky Way.

As Li Yu said, it is not advisable to rush to open the powerful B-level ruins with all their might. So many people died in a C-level mine. If the B-level ruins are sent in, they may not be enough to swallow the dark beasts.

Alas ~

The time agreed with Zong Wudao was up. Han Lang sighed, got up and went to the training center, found a public virtual warehouse to lie down, and connected to the interstellar dark web. They made an appointment to go to the skinder to discuss buying equipment together.

Swish ~

With a flash of light, Han Lang was sent into a virtual environment built by a computer. There were many bluestone tables and chairs next to a stream, and grass was growing everywhere, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Before the strange old man Zong Wudao came, Han Lang sat by the stream and waited patiently. This time, Zong Wudao was so enthusiastic that he would take Han Lang to see the seller, which was really unexpected.

Time was not long, so Zong Wudao appeared beside Han Lang, looked around, and said to Han Lang: "If you are ready, we will set off."

Han Lang nodded, and saw Zong Wudao call out the address bar, enter an address, and then copy the address to Han Lang.

"Remember this, and you can go and find Lao Mo next time." Zong Wudao said.

Han Lang and Zong Wudao turned on the switching mode together, one in front and one in the future to the skinder's camp.

Han Lang suddenly discovered that the camp was not virtual, but a real scene. He and Zong Wudao had transformed into two walkable robots, and the dark web was directly connected to the robot data terminal. In this way, although they were thousands of light years away, Han Lang and Zong Wudao could appear in front of each other as physical identities.

Han Lang looked around curiously and saw that the skinned person lived in a bad place. A small, dilapidated industrial ship was docked on the Gobi Desert, with a layer of energy protection above his head, and there were many hills around him. The weapons and equipment that were pulled down from the dead were piled up together.

There were no one in the camp, but there were some robots. Most of them were tracked and rusty on their bodies. I don’t know how long it took to clean them. There were many people who lacked eyes and arms and legs.

There were also a large number of robotic debris around the camp, which were dismantled and piled up randomly. There were many tools with black oil hanging on the ground.

Han Lang looked down at himself. His robot body was quite interesting. Unlike the most numerous tracked robots, the robot controlled by Han Lang was more like a human. It has two legs and two arms, and the workmanship and metal materials used were also relatively advanced.

Move your fingers and try to jump a few times to see Zong Wudao. He is also a robot. There is a screen on the robot's head, and it is Zong Wudao's cold-hearted old face.

Zong Wudao said proudly: "How about it? Have you never seen a robot? This thing is a big taboo in the Milky Way. If you use intelligent robots, die! If you repair robots, die! If you create robots, you will be executed by the entire clan! I can't tell you if I trust you. If you kill this, you can't tell others."

Han Lang nodded and asked in confusion: "Robots still violate the laws of the Galaxy? Although I have never been exposed to robots, I have watched a lot of movies about robots."

Zong Wudao said seriously: "Anything related to artificial intelligence is a taboo of the Galaxy Alliance, because they are afraid of the power of artificial intelligence and think that robots may one day betray humans, so all research on robots is strictly prohibited."

Lao Mo, the skinder's camp, was built next to a canyon, with a swaying iron frame bridge leading to the other side of the canyon.

Zong Wudao looked at the vast wilderness opposite the canyon and said in a deep voice: "It was the main battlefield of the battle between the Purple Bamboo Empire and the Republic of Luolan. More than 20 million super-powered warriors fought to the death here. They fought for a whole year and seven months, and the blood was flowing into a river and corpses were everywhere!"

"In the end, the two powerful countries released super nuclear weapons at the same time, killing all the soldiers on the battlefield regardless of their enemies! The bloody battle was really unimaginable."

"After the super nuclear bomb was detonated, this planet became a forbidden zone for humans, with an average radiation index of up to 76,000, especially the Gobi desert in front, which is the core of the battlefield, with a radiation index exceeding five million! No one, even the God of War, cannot survive such a strong radiation!"

Han Lang asked in confusion: "Since there is such a strong radiation, how can the skinned Lao Mo survive here?"
Chapter completed!