Let you upgrade alone, you lead the country into the heavens

As the voice fell, the slanting sunlight also shone into the old room through the wooden windowsill decorated with transparent glass, illuminating Zhang Xuan's figure - this Jiedushi meeting hall, which had been abandoned for several months since the war began, was already covered with dust.

As the government officials and staff were busy, the accumulated dust also fluttered, lingering around Chairman Zhang in the sunlight and at the same time... hitting the terminal in his hand.

Across the terminal, the chief of the Liaodong Provisional Government, Zhuge Rong, was lost in thought. The sunlight filtering through the wooden windowsill decorated with transparent glass fell just a dozen meters in front of his toes, and he could not move forward an inch.

The chief's face looked a little dark, as if he was worried about something that had not happened yet but was foreseeable.

It was not until Zhang Xuan reminded him for the second time that the chief of the Liaodong Provisional Government came to his senses. He reached out to take the terminal and joked to himself.

"Please forgive me, President Zhang. As we get older, our minds tend to wander."

"No problem." Zhang Xuan shook his head. He knew what the old man was thinking.

At the moment...with the help of the Mutual Aid Association, the Liaodong Provisional Government has actually taken control of the northern capital.

Although the illegal Daqian Dynasty had not yet been dissolved, any discerning person could see that it was a foregone conclusion that the Liaodong Provisional Government would become the actual controller of this land.

But...it's not over yet.

The entire Northern Zhili and Southern Zhili may be able to be surrendered, but many military towns north and south of the Yangtze River are still watching and it is not so easy for them to give up the power in their hands.

Next, there will be a series of brutal wars and bloody purges, and the old bureaucratic system of the Daqian Empire will also be on the list.

Apart from this piece of land, the situation is even more remarkable if we look at the global scope.

Two of the three great temples are still resisting stubbornly, and there are also celestial forces similar to the three great temples in the East Asian subcontinent, Southeast Asia, Australia, North and South America, and Europe.

Some hives pretended to surrender, some truly wanted to embrace the new order, and some hives... chose to commit suicide after their shackles were broken, leaving behind a human kingdom with a power vacuum.

The entire Earth civilization has almost regressed to the level before the Middle Ages. It is hard to imagine that there were people on this planet who set foot in outer space and other planets more than 400 years ago.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan raised his head and spoke to Zhuge Rong who was looking at the contents of the terminal.

"Don't worry. The Mutual Aid Association will only withdraw a portion of its forces. The existing Terminator Corps will not withdraw. I will let Huang Hao cooperate with you on the remaining mother nests. He is an expert in this field."

“You are not alone.”

"Thank you." Zhuge Rong took a deep breath and nodded seriously.

Then he laughed.

"When you get old, you tend to be a little soft-hearted. Don't worry... I will lay the foundation for the future for my children."

"Just be mentally prepared." Zhang Xuan nodded, and his expression paused as soon as he finished speaking.

A message came from the forward base of Tianzun World.

"President, you have to take care of that guy! (Binary swear words)"

That guy? Zhang Xuan frowned slightly, and immediately thought of someone, that is, the Martian God.

After saying goodbye to Zhuge Rong, he opened the space door and went forward.

Seeing him leave, Zhuge Rong took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the person who had been waiting beside him.

"Yang Ning... do as you say. I've already looked at the list."

"I understand." Yang Ning responded and left with a gust of wind.

In the old meeting hall, Zhuge Rong couldn't help but smile as he looked at the light shining through the window onto his feet, then turned and walked towards the meeting room.

The old era has ended and the new era has arrived. He and all like-minded people still have a lot of things to deal with.

......

Outside Liaodong City, several huge black curtains shot straight into the sky. As ripples appeared in the black curtains, they were cars transporting supplies and taking refugee civilians.

Beneath these shadowy figures lies an unmanned steel complex, a repair factory resembling a giant's cave, and a recycling center emitting billowing black smoke, which continuously swallows up damaged Terminators and unmanned combat vehicles, and sends out intact Terminators one after another.

In a reinforced concrete fortress at the very center of its base, in addition to the Terminator guards, one can also see many people walking around with fraternity shoulder badges.

This is the forward base of the Mutual Aid Society in the Tianzun World. It is also a base that provides partial logistical support for the Mechanical Corps and is also the location of a temporary research institute.

Among them... In a laboratory containing the corpse of a celestial general, a machine that looks like an octopus is arguing with a man who is dressed very appropriately in formal attire.

"Please leave. Your presence adds many variables to my experiment..."

"You rubbish, you know how to do experiments?"

"..."

Seeing this powerful spirit arguing with the AI ​​in charge of the entire laboratory, the mass of flesh and blood mixed with broken silver-white metal lying on the operating table trembled helplessly.

Dang Qingyun is not dead yet, but he can no longer remember how long his flesh and blood were taken and sliced, or how long it took for various experiments to be conducted.

But he didn't care anymore.

Tianzun is dead, and I have turned into a monster. How can I fight against the two monsters outside?

If nothing unexpected happens, I will stay in the laboratory forever as that false god said, and my flesh and blood will be sliced ​​into pieces and distributed to the laboratories of various branches of the Mutual Aid Association.

When he thought of this, Dang Qingyun's heart was filled with sorrow. It would be better to die.

Suddenly... a wave came, and with the help of his remaining senses, he saw a black portal opening in the laboratory.

An ordinary-looking young Asian man dressed in casual clothes and a bit handsome walked into the laboratory.

But when he saw him, Dang Qingyun felt his whole body tremble.

It is engraved in the spiritual source of all the lower-level followers, the unwillingness and fear that came from the Tianzun before his death...

It's him!

The one who killed Tianzun!

Facing that kind of existence... Gurgle... Dang Qingyun suddenly felt that being a test subject was actually quite good.

He tried his best to reduce his presence.

......

On the other side of the laboratory separated by a thick glass curtain wall, Zhang Xuan stepped out of the portal and soon saw the TA-11 decorated like an octopus.

Its main structure is similar to the trash cans that can be seen everywhere on the street, and there are many multi-spectral detectors of different sizes on the top of the trash can. Dozens of mechanical tentacles like spines are dancing happily with the end tools.

The dance is accompanied by servo motors and 8-bit music with crackling sounds.

See Zhang Xuan appear.

TA-11 even started dancing and talking like a little kid complaining.

"President, you're finally here. He...he's seriously interfering with my experiments and affecting my genetic warrior research plans."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Xuan looked up at a corner of the laboratory.

In the corner, a man in a neatly tailored suit without a single wrinkle on his clothes was fiddling with an electron microscope on the lab table with his hands, appearing to be quite curious about these instruments.

This is the god of Mars.

Seeing his leisurely look, Zhang Xuan looked around the laboratory and raised his eyebrows to ask.

"How about it?"

The Martian god withdrew his gaze from the electron microscope, and as the human dusted off his hands, he shook his head in response.

"It's a bit crude. As for the results...with all due respect, if you want to build a group of powerful followers, you don't need to spend so much energy. The generals and soldiers under the Heavenly Lord are ready-made templates."

"Of course... I also achieved some results on Mars."

After saying that, the Martian God snapped his fingers and used his spiritual power to project the appearances of many races in the laboratory.

Among them are the Martians, but judging from the introduction next to them, these Martians have undergone comprehensive transformations in terms of bones and even muscles. These people are born with strong mental strength and physical fitness.

There is also a race similar to the Martian aliens. Their faces and eyes that seem to be made up of ovals, and their sausage-shaped mouths look a bit silly, but from the introduction next to them, they have super physical fitness and adaptability, and can even gradually adjust their outer skin according to the enemy's attack method.

There are also brains that seem to have four legs. These brain-controlled monsters are born with powerful mental power and can even use it to mobilize higher-level spiritual power.

Look down... there are many, many more races.

Zhang Xuan frowned slightly. These were all experiments conducted by the Martian God on Mars. He didn't want to judge them. They were just aliens.

However...some of the experience can be used. For example, the transformation of the Martian people was quite successful. While they possessed certain mental abilities, their musculoskeletal system and reaction speed were greatly improved.

Even if you pick up ready-made experimental data?

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the Martian God. It seemed that this guy could not only be a thug, but also needed to learn more knowledge.