If you can't resolve this matter within one day and continue to stay, you will have to stay here for the next month.

This price is definitely unacceptable and will directly result in the loss of tens of thousands of special survival points.

"It should be possible. As long as you use the name of the gods, many impossible things can be easily achieved. If you are worried, I can go in. Anyway, as long as you can take down the city beast, it shouldn't be difficult to let me out."

Connie smiled, as if to prove her determination.

"No, you still have to help me collect information from the foreign tribe. You can't waste time inside the city beast."

Sumo shook his head, "I will go visit the city beast again tomorrow morning, and I will make a decision then."

It was getting late, and it was still raining heavily outside, so he didn't think of taking advantage of the darkness to cover his way.

For a city beast that is thousands of meters tall and has a diameter of more than 500 meters, even if the aliens deploy several protective teams around it, they still cannot achieve full-scale monitoring.

As long as you master the entrance and exit spells, you can enter the city beast at any time.

"Okay, you can rest. I'll go communicate with the foreign troops near the city beast first and inquire about their recruitment conditions."

Connie nodded, got up and left the cabin.

Somo lay down for a while, feeling sleepy anyway, so he finally sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

It can be seen that Connie has indeed carefully prepared to welcome his arrival. Even the furnishings and arrangements in the room are exactly the same as those in his room in the underground shelter.

Familiar with the rough wooden headboard, Somo turned around and gently stroked the burrs of the wood with his fingers.

Connie, you should be able to believe it.

Not just because she is the high priest of Oreo and is bound by the power system.

What's more, the path the aliens are taking now and the goals they want to achieve have seriously deviated from her goals.

She no longer lives for the gods, so naturally she doesn't care about winning the boat ticket as a reward for the gambling battle.

After confirming this, Sumo took the memory crystals left by Connie and lined them up in front of him.

There are twenty-four in total.

It records all kinds of precious information Connie collected during this time.

Compared with human recording methods, aliens value inheritance more. A large amount of practice information is often passed down from generation to generation through this kind of memory crystal.

Just stick it on your forehead and you can quickly get the information recorded inside.

Of course, this method is not without its disadvantages. Once too much information is received in a short period of time, it is easy to lose memory.

Somo first picked up the smallest one and put it on his forehead to check.

Buzz.

The crystal rippled, the surrounding environment darkened slightly, and a picture of about one hundred and fifty inches appeared in front of my eyes.

It looks like it should be Connie's first perspective, with a stepped parliament hall recorded in the screen.

Sumo's eyes subconsciously focused on the center of the council chamber, and unexpectedly he saw an altar table that was only used by humans.

On the offering table, there are not only curls of incense and smoke, melons and fruits on plates as offerings, but also a blurry figure with a face shrouded in green light in the center.

I saw hundreds of aliens in the parliament hall, as if they were doing some performance art, imitating humans and worshiping in the center of the parliament hall.

Once, twice, three times!

A black energy swept across and rushed towards the people at the altar. The statue exploded into powder.

"What are you doing here? Isn't it a sacrifice?"

Sumo was stunned.

But soon, his expression brightened, especially when he saw the cyan statue reappearing on the altar table.

At this time, the green light covering the statue's face had faded, revealing a familiar face underneath.

"Damn it, these aliens are worshiping me?"

I have to say that the impact of this scene is indeed extremely strong.

Hundreds of ferocious-looking aliens worshiped a human statue devoutly, much like the incantations in Chinese mythology.

Although he didn't know why the statue was restored after being blown up by worshipers, Sumo could probably guess that this was due to the system shielding.

"Fortunately, I didn't save any survival points after the shield was blown up. This is very useful!"

Not only can it prevent game detection, but it can also isolate a series of causal attacks and mental attacks.

This thought flashed through his mind, and as the scene changed again, Somo's eyes couldn't help but change slightly.

It is a new way of worshiping.

This time it was no longer a statue, but a straw man who looked exactly like him.

Representatives from the foreign tribes piously lifted up the straw man and penetrated it into different parts with seven-foot-long black nails.

There were seven times in total, but by the last time, the result was still the same as the worship method.

The straw man exploded, disappeared along with the black nails, and reappeared after taking a few breaths.

"It's really a curse. Aliens can also engage in curved combat?"

Looking at the aliens who were chirping and preparing to celebrate just a second ago, they fell silent as if someone had choked them.

Sumo snorted and couldn't help laughing.

Being able to curse him in this way, after Wei decided to play the last game, the aliens really had no cards in their hands to play!
Chapter completed!