The fog in front of Xu Yichen's eyes did dissipate, and he even began to gradually understand why the silver-haired witch attached so much to him. Her spiritual talent guided her to notice Xu Yichen's extraordinaryness.

Xu Yichen's vision was wide open, but Yang Yuefan was still confused, so confused that even the detectors of the immigration fleet could not work.

Yang Yuefan called several captains together for a meeting and concluded that the navigation instrument, which combines thousands of craftsmanship, collectively changed, and an unpredictable mistake occurred to bring the immigrant fleet to this foggy area.

What kind of fog is that. The detection ship trying to go out to collect dust has no results. It is so clean that it is confusing. Several awakened scientific officials finally determined that the sudden fog was an undiscovered light pollution phenomenon.

But even in the vast universe, basic physical laws must be paid attention to. If light pollution is used, where does light come from? There is no such strong light source nearby.

And no matter how ignorant Yang Yuefan is, he knows that light cannot stay somewhere, right?

Yang Yuefan, who was born in the relevant department, first thought of him was that he encountered a chaotic trap.

Perhaps the only good news is that this strange fog makes the psychic energy surrounding the fleet less active, which is why Yang Yuefan can still sit still for the time being. Anyway, the colonial fleet was originally designed according to the standards of permanent residence, so it doesn't matter if it stays here for hundreds or eighty years.

In the vast universe, a place without chaos is a good place. At least Yang Yuefan doesn’t have to worry that the bald Luo Jia will suddenly appear in front of him.

The fleet is still moving at full speed according to the route set by the navigation device. Even though most of the captains and Yang Yuefan himself think there is something wrong with the navigation device, no one dares to switch to the manual operation mode without any references. The navigation device is at least in a fixed direction and can pass through this fog one day.

There is no more news about the mysterious meteorite on Shield I. Several scientific officials are staying in place and cannot obtain more valuable things. This is the best news for Yang Yuefan. He finally has time to enter the game and relax himself.

Then, in the game, he was greeted by green-skinned fire.

"What's going on!" Yang Yuefan stood in the ruins. It was obvious that the house he lived in before he went offline was blown up: "Where is Li Xuanbai! Who cares about Wangxiang City now?"

An indigenous man caught by Yang Yuefan tried to break free from Yang Yuefan's "club", but his efforts were ignored.

"The soldiers all went out of the city to fight with the green skins, and Mrs. Li also went there. Now those who stayed in the city are putting out fires. If you don't help, don't delay me?" The indigenous man shouted angrily: "How could there be such an extraordinary person who has no public morality? Everyone else is going to fight, but you are still here?"

Yang Yuefan let go of the indigenous people carrying the bucket. He felt that he could not afford to lose this person. At the same time, he sent a message to the members of the battle group in the communication system: "What's going on? Is there a green skin attacking Wangxiangcheng?"

"Yangtou, are you back?" Li Yanlong, who was online for almost twenty-four hours, immediately replied: "The green skins have been crazy lately, their number has increased exponentially, and the war between us and the eu people has been interrupted."

"Not to mention the green skin, why did the place where I live be blown to white?" Yang Yuefan wanted to have a good sleep when he returned to the game, but even the house was blown away.

"Yangtou, when you were looking for a place to go offline, you didn't tell your brothers..." Ji Wanbing replied a little embarrassedly: "At that time, the brothers were scattered all over the south and didn't pay much attention to this matter. As a result, no one except Mrs. Li knew where you lived."

"Yes, yes, it's not a crime of war. Mrs. Li's daughter, Miss Huamei, had a fight with the eu people a few days ago. She was a little injured. Mrs. Li has been taking care of Miss Huamei in Anthony Dagang City." Li Yanlong agreed: "When Green Skin suddenly launched a general attack on us, we became firefighters and were so busy..."

"In other words, if I don't contact you today, you will forget me, right?" Yang Yuefan finally understood his situation. In the ever-changing Yuannan, players like him who are not online for six days a week have become forgotten backgrounds.

Yang Yuefan vaguely remembered that the destruction of Li Huamei becoming the captain seemed to have been approved by him.

"What's going on with Green Skin?" Yang Yuefan walked through the ruined old city, which looked like it had been bombed.

"The number of those green-skinned groups suddenly increased. They not only have cannons, but also have walking tanks!!!" Li Yanlong used several exclamation marks to express his emotions, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot in recent times.

Walking tanks, new toys of Greenskin, and new inventions of Idea Brother. Although I am not satisfied with it, the majority of Greenskins obviously like this thing, because Greenskin's own metallurgical habits make these walking tanks look full of waste style.

However, this kind of walking tank is indeed very practical. The Greenskins used technology that no one could understand to create this small monster that integrates armor and firepower. In addition, the number advantage caused by unknown reasons suddenly became a domineering far south, defeating the new Chinese and eu people.

At present, most of Yuannan Green Skins regard Idiot as the most powerful skill in history. The green in the dark makes Idiot's physique more burly and brain more useful.

It also recalls more memories. Those memories about the stars and seas torture its brain like red iron needles, making it feel like the world it is in is like a cage, becoming more and more cramped. Every second it makes Brother Idea have the urge to smash the world into pieces.

And it did do that.

Brother Imprinted weapons in his camp day and night, from rifles, cannons, and now pedestrian tanks, all war-related items were hammered out by Brother Imprint. It was a complete industrial system, and one person was an arsenal!

Brother Idea almost became a demon, constantly building weapons, no longer having the joy of the past, and the green skin under his command became increasingly irritable. Although they knew nothing, Brother Idea's aura affected them.

As the number of weapons continued to increase, the green skin planted in Brother Daozi's camp also began to grow rapidly, as if it had broken through the curse set by the witch kings.
Chapter completed!