"This one he gave him is so hard to remember. OK, I know the movements of our first-class temple. The combatants inside the temple are already in place and are waiting for the subordinates to send the combatants over, as well as the medicine and food needed for the war. Huh? Didn't we send combatants?"

Narasha quickly found the first-class temple transfer record above. No one knew that they would be monitored when using computers, otherwise no one would dare to put important information on it. △↗

Especially in terms of military mobilization, and the information about how many materials and other information is available in our temple, it will be troublesome if others know it.

"We just brought it up and there is no decent combat team." Bissivanmeis said the actual situation.

"I know, it's just a question, to see how much they have prepared." Narasha checked there again.

She looked and said, "There are four million first-class temple fighters, and there are a total of 16 million. Four million were sent. Two of the seventeen second-class temples below did not send troops. Yes, we and Fengluduohu have just been promoted, and the remaining sixteen, oh, it turns out that there is another second-class temple to be the deputy master of the first-class temple, but he has soldiers.

There are sixteen second-class temples, each of which sends 500,000 troops, requiring the use of the highest-level war beasts, and not using other instruments to aircraft, so as not to be interfered with and destroyed by the blasphemers.

I will mobilize fast food for humans for 30 days. I will calculate it. According to our ratio, each person can consume 2 kilograms per day, and consume 260,000 tons a day, and 780,000 tons in 30 days.

There are also 500 war beasts called Yangrong and 10,000 battle beasts. Wow, Yangrong and the war beasts eat more than 350 tons a day during the war state? 175,000 tons of food a day, and 5.25 million tons of food in thirty days. Although you can eat it almost, who dares to support this logistics?

There are still ten thousand Lulu beasts, in the state of war. One person a day will have to eat sixteen tons, one sixteen thousand a day, and thirty days will be... four million and eight hundred thousand tons.

They had to fight for 30 days in total for 10.83 million tons and 11 million tons. The important thing is to fight for 60 days, 90 days, more than 200 days, ummy... "

At the end of the calculation, Narasha slapped her forehead.

Gongsun Murong said next to him: "That's it, they don't know how to develop the planet economy. Fortunately, we have achieved good harvests this year than Capodi. Only 300 million tons of grain were sold in stock last month. After deducting the food and drink of the people on the planet, there are still 600 million tons of them to use, which is too little."

Biscevanmeis was also dizzy when he looked behind. In thirty days, 11 million tons of food consumption would be dragged down twice if it was replaced by the former planet Bikapodi.

But when he saw Gongsun and Murong belittle their temple system, he argued: "All wars are the same, your galaxy civilization will not consume much?"

"Ha! I'm so embarrassed to say that our Galaxy civilization. For example, our planet, the size of the Capode planet, has a grain output of 49 billion tons per year, provides 67 billion tons of various vegetables, 55 billion tons of meat and eggs, 110 billion tons of fruits, 6 billion tons of various seasonings, 35 billion tons of medicinal materials, and we don't calculate the wood, organic fertilizers, and so on."

Narasha said, squintingly at Biscewanmais, with a strong tone in disdain.

"Impossible, the planet is full of planting, and it's not enough to keep it full." Biscevanmeis felt that Narasha was lying.

"There is nothing impossible. What I mean is for others. It does not include the population on the planet. Usually there are 2 billion people on such planets. Everyone lives in villas, eats and drinks every day, and uses fruits and grain to make wine, raises some pets, etc.

Your broken seeds are ripe once a year, and the grain is chewed in your mouth and there is no tendon. We are planting and raising them in layers. They are ripe nine times a year. The taste is so good when eating them."

Narasha continued to attack Bisivanmais, and pointed to the warrior's fast food on the screen and said, "Look at what you eat, put all kinds of food together and cook them, and then make them into canned food, pig food?

The soldiers on our side eat single fried food, do you know? One meat, one vegetable, one soup, cosmic ray heating, and post-meal fruit pellets. Forget it, let’s not talk about it, I’m afraid that your fragile mind will not be able to withstand the blow.”

When Narasha spoke, she took out the quick food eaten by ordinary warship soldiers of the Galaxy Civilization and watched it for Biscevanmeis and Chianogina.

It is a flexible packaging box, twenty centimeters long, ten centimeters wide and fifteen centimeters thick.

She opened a small lid on top and pressed the button inside, and the box immediately expanded for a while. After six seconds, she opened the box, which contained rice, two, and a soup, which were mostly packed separately.

She picked up the chopsticks held next to her and lit them one by one, introducing: "Rice, fine brown rice, was not made into fine rice, because the nutrient content of fine rice is relatively low; this vegetarian dish is... Hey, a vinegar and sauté cabbage, what's the point of making it so beautiful, I almost didn't recognize it;

This meaty one is, oh, green peppers, carrots stir-fried heart-protecting meat; there is also a soup, white radish, oysters and lamb chop soup. See? This is the standard warrior field food for us."

After saying that, she picked up a piece of heart-protecting flesh and fed it to Gongsun Murong. Gongsun Murong chewed it twice and nodded: "Okay, I can eat it."

Chianogina and Biscivanmeis next to him had no time to guess that they were showing their love. They smelled the smell and were already slandering.

Xiyanogina swallowed and asked, "Narasha, do you and Gongsun Murong eat this when you fight outside?"

"We?" Narasha pointed at herself and sighed: "Oh~! We are bloody and we bring nutritional creams, and we carry very few. Sometimes we can't eat anything for dozens or hundreds of days. Then we meet a certain planet and see what we can eat.

If the soil and rocks contain the nutrients we need, we will eat stones, moss, small insects, bark, roots, and grass stems. Anyway, it is something that can make people survive. We will eat it when we drift away."

"Ah? Blood is so pitiful?" Shiyanogina said in surprise.

"It's not pitiful, it should be. When we are outside, we only need to remember three points, survive, complete the task, and find something useful to the Galaxy civilization. It will be fine after we return to Galaxy civilization. We don't spend our own money wherever we go, and we don't pay for tickets when traveling anywhere. We need to queue up for buying things. We'll get it, okay?"

Narasha talked about the benefits she enjoyed by bloody floating.

Chianogina nodded. She didn't think it was too much. She was dying and was desperate. She naturally had to enjoy the best treatment when she came back.

Biscewanmeis interjected: "Don't you need to queue up for dinner when you go to the China Wanshi Guizong Pavilion?"

"Of course, Yupiaoling really wants to eat. Even if the reserved seat is occupied, you can find a table of people to eat. If you say to them, the person who eats must make it out of the way. Without exception, all laws and principles will lose their effect.

But this has never happened since the beginning of bloodshed and now. We never bully ordinary people because it is meaningless. The more we can get it, the less we care."

Narasha said calmly.

Bisivanmeis and Chianogina were in awe. There was such a group of people in the Galaxy Civilization. It was hard to be hard to think hard. It was an absolute selfless dedication. Unfortunately, the temple system...no!

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about the topic that makes you sad. I'll call our people back and provide us with a good battleground lunch box for you, one for each of you. Eat first. As for what it contains, you will know after eating."

Narasha took out two more pieces of battlefield rations and handed them over to the father and daughter.

With a wave of their hand, they moved to the underground square, and the one million five-s mecha master was also moved back.

"Download the mecha, each person has a set of kitchen utensils and cooks. We make the military rations we use to provide logistics supplies to the first-class temple above. Is there anything I don't know?" Narasha briefly introduced the purpose of letting them come back.

"No!" One million mecha masters also answered.

Then the pot is ready, and food, vegetables and other things are transported over. One million people are busy making small stir-frying, with the light of a knife, the fire is roasted, and the spoon is flying.

The father and daughter who were eating military rations were scared.

Chianogina swallowed the soup in her mouth and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure they are warriors? The strongest warriors under the blood drift?"

"Of course, a warrior who can't cook is not a qualified five-s mecha master, and cannot cook the special chef's taste of bloody drifting. He is not a good kid who loves race."

Narasha, who was feeding each other with Gongsun Murong, said confidently.

"Is there such a rating?" Chianogina was confused.

"Of course, eat quickly, and then you have to provide logistical support to the superiors. Oh, by the way, I will issue a war mobilization order first to get mercenaries and other people to join us, and also from various organizations to tell them that they will be treated better and only be responsible for logistics transportation and escorts." Narasha urged.

Ten hours later, each of the five-s mecha divisions made an average of 1,000 dishes, all of which were packed according to the military rations of Galaxy Civilization. They fry each pot of three to individual portions, which was just over 1.3 billion military rations.

It was enough for 13 million soldiers to eat a hundred meals, and the amount was large, so I could persist even if I had one meal a day.

At the same time, there are 40 million tons of food for the war beasts that are also matched according to the nutrition and taste ratio, and divided into large bags and large bags, which are prepared to be provided to the "comrades" of the Gaditirah Temple on the front line.

At this time, all the supplies of the Temple of Gaditirah were ready and just set off. A large number of people and war beasts were teleporting to the front line through the teleportation system of the First Class Temple.

Gongsun Murong also asked Biscewanmais to open the Temple of Teleportation. One million mecha divisions put on mechas and later joined a special mercenary group to help transport and protect food.

The purpose of hiring mercenaries and other risky organizations that Narasha mentioned before was to have an excuse at this time.

Leading by Gongsun Murong and Narasha's soul-filled body, plus the Five S Mecha Division and other personnel from the Bikapodi Star Temple, they also reach the front line through the teleportation system.

While waiting for orders in the Temple of Gaditirah, when flying and attacking, the team of the Temple of Bikapodi had already flew towards the battlefield first, because it could no longer teleport at this time.
Chapter completed!