Seeing Vilanco's face at a loss, Maya put her hands on her back and slowly scanned the faces of everyone around her. She smiled proudly and said: "The earth has never been satisfied by two star fields. Our goal has always been

Beyond the universe.

That pufferfish galaxy is indeed valuable, but obtaining it will affect the established development trajectory of earth civilization.

Haha, compared to transcendence, the universe is nothing, let alone it?"

Although it is arrogant, it is still a reasonable reason.

Villanque felt relieved, and the expression on her face became a little better.

"My business is over, so I'll take my leave."

Maya put away a piece of gold foil, and her figure began to fade, and finally disappeared completely on the deck.

"How much truth do you think her words are?" Vilanco asked calmly.

Paravel pointed to his nose in surprise, "Uh, me? I'm not sure, maybe."

"I didn't ask you."

Vilanco rolled his eyes at her and sneered: "Russell, everyone has left, why don't you come out?"

""

Silently, a tall, majestic-looking blue Pikri man appeared in front of the mutton-fat jade stone pier.

He stared at the gold-leaf documents with frowning eyes for a long time, and sighed: "It's so scary, even Corbin Steel will be annihilated..."

The gold foil is not gold, it is just brushed with a layer of gold powder on the surface, and the inside is indeed Corbin steel, one of the strongest alloys in the universe.

The surrender agreement was made in duplicate, and every word on it was carved using atomic sequencing technology.

Such a document, let alone a nuclear explosion, even if the earth explodes, even if it is thrown into the interior of the sun, it will remain immortal for hundreds of millions of years, every stroke and every punctuation mark.

But at this moment, the two inches of space used to write about the spoils of war simply disappeared.

The words disappeared together with the gold foil, leaving them empty...

"It seems that the ψ particle blockade was really broken through by her. It's terrible. How did she practice? She is only 16 years old!" Russell, the supreme wisdom, said with a shocked expression.

"Isn't it scary to have these two million-year-old enemies put aside their past grudges?" Vilanco said with a bitter smile.

"It's true."

Russell nodded and sighed: "She really doesn't care about that river system, and she really thinks that the earth can transcend.

Forget it, let the new empires of Xandar worry about earth civilization.

Having lost our status as an empire and even our star spirits, we have no hope of transcendence, and the earth is no longer our opponent.

Haha, in other words, those of us who are about to enter the garbage heap of history have long since lost the qualifications to become opponents.

If the earth can really transcend, it might be an opportunity for us."

"Then you were planning Maya Hansen before?" Vilanco rolled her eyes at him and mocked.

Russell shrugged and said calmly: "Thinking like this can make me feel more comfortable after being repeatedly frustrated."

"Pfft, hahaha, what you said is too true." Vilanco even laughed.

After a while, she stopped smiling and said helplessly: "Even if the earth can transcend, it will only happen in millions of years. It is a luxury for our two families to persist for another million years.

Whether we are detached or not has nothing to do with us. There are two remaining pursuits: first, revenge, and second, try our best to maintain the situation, alas..."

Russell's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "So, you don't dare to offend Shandar and Shi'a, and don't dare to tell her the real situation?"

The topic changed a bit quickly, and Vilanco was stunned for a moment before hesitatingly said: "Are you talking about Xi'a contacting me?"

"I saw Maya Hansen's intentions in advertising and told Lilandra about it. Lilandra found Nova Supreme, and Nova Supreme made a plan to kill her.

Then, Lilandra found you again, and then, the Galactic Council provided us with five small spaceships for free, with the two of us as the executors of the plan..."

Russell looked at the empty starry sky with an indifferent expression, his voice was smooth, and he told the story in detail as if making a report.

"What are you talking about?" Villanque asked doubtfully.

Russell's eyes flashed, he shook his head and said: "Nothing, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he disappeared completely, and Paravel began to command the battleship to jump near the singularity.

"Neuropathy."

Villanque muttered and disappeared in the white thread cocoon.

Everyone and the battleship left, and a girl riding a white horse emerged from the void.

Isn't it Maya who has left long ago?

"Hehe, this is an old player. He is cunning and cunning. He has no sense of moral integrity at all." Maya sneered to herself.

"Maya Hanson, where are you going?"

Just as Maya was riding the green dragon towards the Milky Way, a tall figure appeared in front of her.

With a height of 666 meters, a body made of all metal, and a golden face, isn't he the god of analysis, an old acquaintance?

"Yu Yu!"

The green dragon raises its front hooves and will stop in front of the god's head.

"Uh, hello, Mr. Analyst. Haven't I been away from home for many days and am preparing to return to Earth? What's the matter?" Maya said with a confused look.

"You can't go back. Egg once promised the Mother of the Universe that whoever is the winner will repair the damage to the universe and serve for 100,000 years in the future.

At this time, in the edge star field of the universe with the coordinates of xxx, there is an S-level disaster singularity waiting for you to repair it!" God's mechanical voice said.

"Isn't Egg alive? He swore, and he should be blamed for the damage he caused, right?" Maya said unhappily.

"You are the winner, and Egg is too damaged to take on the responsibility of repairing the Singularity."

Maya frowned, "But"

The analyst interrupted her directly and said: "If you refuse, your damage to the universe will automatically be calculated on the earth's civilization. The earth's cosmic merit value is already hovering near zero. If you deduct another 50,000, the civilization cleanup regulations will be triggered.

"

"What? No, why is it zero? My Maya's jade is connected to the energy dimension of the universe, and the running water does not rot the door hinges or get beetroots. This is a great achievement that you personally acknowledge!" Maya said unconvinced.

"Because the earth was minus 1 million before."

"Uh, how are these 50,000 and 1 million calculated?" Maya's mouth twitched.

"Refer to the Shi'ar contribution table."

"What? Did the Celestial Group refer to them? Didn't you tell the Shi'ar people?" Maya's jaw almost dropped.

"The technology of using numerical values ​​to quantify contribution was invented by Arals, a Shi'ar." The god said.

Maya nodded and wrote down Arals' name. Then, with a thought in her mind, she asked: "How many universe contribution points can I earn for the earth after I repair the singularity?"

"Calculated based on completion."

"Okay, then tell me how to use the six-dimensional law to repair holes."

Reluctantly, Maya had no choice but to accept this task.

"Buzz"

Analyst Tian Shenping stretched out his right hand, and a golden thread quickly wrapped around the palm of his hand to form a ball of golden thread.

"Take care of yourself."

He casually threw the ball of thread that was larger than Maya across from her, and after saying the last words, the Analyzer God disappeared into hyperspace.

The golden thread is a set of complex and huge information flows, or in other words, it is a creation skill, a magical skill that uses the laws of the gods to create the world.

If you were in a small plane, you could call yourself a creator god if you mastered this skill, but within the Marvel Universe, you could only be a tinker.
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