[Transformed into a special forces team... This name is so weird. Who gave it?]

Because he stayed up late and fought in the arena and challenged him, he overslept and missed the competition and she shed tears of regret when he heard this interview.

As for the team legend group, there was no live broadcast, nor subsequent video playback. The specific news was only circulated among the top leaders of various civilizations. It seemed that the battle was too long, the game was not over yet, and the content of the battle could not be announced to the public.

However, as reporters, Ying and Rin knew that this group battle was essentially a tentative exchange between various civilizations and each other's tentative exchanges between military secrets. Each civilization would not only send one team, and there was no saying that the champion was. After all, without giving all its strength and taking death as the premise for fighting, they could not test much. Many people just use the platform of the Civilization Invitational Tournament to resolve the contradictions between mutual civilizations.

This is also the only way to rule on disputes between civilizations after the Joshua Declaration on Peace - and this kind of battle involving grudges and disputes is not suitable for playing in a happy competition.

Anyway, all the contestants present cannot beat a level 10 ai of a certain game.

The memories of the past ended. As the old divine machines were brought to the divine machine production line in Moldavia, and the relevant parts upgrades and energy cycle optimization were carried out for them in turn. At this time, Firefly said goodbye to his younger brother.

"Then I'll set out."

The silver-haired girl spread her hands and could see that a set of streamlined armor appeared out of thin air as the silver mist spread, wrapping it tightly, while a blue hug hung in the center of her chest, shining with a bright light like flowing water.

"Thank you for your hard work, sister."

Sitting in the chair in the office, Rin sighed and turned on the light screen, as if he was preparing to handle official duties: "The master's task is always so hard, and he has no reason to tell us... but just do it."

"You are also very hardworking. You plan for Rin, the production line of the Shenji, and the popularization of the Shenji... In a sense, this is simply creating a new race, and you who rule everything is the leader of this new race."

Behind the armor, a clear voice of a girl came, and Ying's tone sounded a little emotional and lonely: "You can always help the master in these important things, but I can't do anything except fighting... Haha, I can't say that. I have learned a lot of things over the years, but I'm always as good as you in this regard."

"What are you talking about?"

In response to this, the black-haired boy curled his lips, and he shook his head: "There are only suitable and no bad things. I am busy with these ordinary things. For the master himself, there is no meaningful government affairs to handle the logistics for you. Sister, you can directly complete the instructions given by the master and directly help the master. To be honest, it's just that the division of labor is different, and there is nothing to sigh about."

"After all, we are part of the master. What we do is to solve the problem for the master - now the master is conducting important experiments and advancements in the whirlpool of creation, and what we need to do is to maintain everything stability and ensure that when the master comes out of seclusion, he can see a world that satisfies him."

"I know everything."

The power of the armor is being activated and the teleportation array is being unfolded. Because of the distortion of time and space, Firefly's voice is a little distorted. She said softly: "As a weapon, you don't have to 'fight'. As long as you can help the master solve the problem, it is the best help to him. I understand, and I also know that weapons are just a tool for dealing with problems, just like we can turn the magic machine from a weapon to an AI assistant, and swords can also be used as medical tools, construction tools, and even kitchen utensils."

"But I'm still a little unwilling to accept it. Even if it's just once, I want to be needed by my current master and wave it... It doesn't take too much, it's just one."

"Goodbye, brother, let you listen to me and complain again."

"Goodbye, sister, but this is not a complaint."

Seeing the faint blue space-time channel open and disappear, Rin sat on the office seat and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. He did not start working immediately, but raised his head and looked at the familiar ceiling above his head.

"At least, you have accompanied your master through the early battles." He whispered to himself: "And I have not followed him a few times."

"But what does this matter? I don't feel sorry for this. I always stick to the identity of 'weapon'. We are always the right and left hand of the master, and the master's plan must be realized through us. During the period when he is leaving temporarily, it is the time when we should work hard to complete the tasks delivered by our master and rely on us to complete."

No one knows him better than the man's weapons.

It was a selfish and lonely man who was always alone. He was so selfish that he was not willing to share even a little suffering with others. Even if it was sin, he chose to bear the lonely endurance of a person in the distant time and space.

However, there are only two individuals that are exceptions--though he selfishly deprived them of the right to fight with him, the man transferred part of his "responsibility" to them.

As the responsibility of the ‘head of the family’, as the ‘lord’, as the ‘noble’, and as the ‘leader’… These responsibilities are very important responsibilities that he should not ignore, but above this responsibility, there are more and more, such as the responsibility about ‘civilization’, the responsibility about ‘order’, and the responsibility about the future of the ‘multiverse’.

Faced with the surging darkness, the warrior stood in front of him, but behind him, there were always other things that needed to be handled by others and shared his worries.

This is the responsibility of the 'two people'.

He issued tasks and instructions, and entrusted part of his mysterious plan to the two. He even put some of his future possibilities in the hands of those two individuals

——If the value of weapons lies in helping holders solve problems, then there is no doubt that the weapon that can solve these problems is the extremely rare "divine weapon" in this multiverse.

"So, sister, don't be too self-righteous."

"Both you or me, for the master, they are all 'magic weapons' that are hard to find in this multiverse."

He said to himself this way, the black-haired boy bowed his head and started working.

At the far end of the void, the silver-haired girl wearing armor also began her long journey with her eyes firmly.

They were the weapons of Joshua van Radcliffe, and even if they were inconspicuous, they could cut off future troubles and deal with worries for that man.

"This year is the second year after the master left the world of Mycrov and headed to the Great Whirlpool of Creation."

This year is the second year that Joshua van Radcliffe entered the Great Whirlpool of Creation.
Chapter completed!