Xiaoyi nodded, and then asked: "Huo Li only has a few hundred people for you to remotely control? Now the living experimental base in Zerg King City needs your control, the members of the Philip family and servants need your control, plus 30 Medical staff, can you still control it?"
Huo Li: "I really can only control a few hundred 'people' from a distance, but that is when they have self-awareness and my spiritual power needs to fight against him at all times. But those dolls you alienate are The brain that can be used completely for me, but can increase my mental power in that area... ”
The black-haired boy said in surprise, "Don't tell me that the more you control, the more powerful you are!"
Huo Li touched his nose: "After I control hundreds of masters and servants of the Philip family, I can even control one or two ordinary people through them."
The black-haired boy was a little envious and jealous: "It's obviously my body, as long as I don't connect with them, I can't control it at all! Instead, my abilities seem to be custom-made for your supernatural body!"
Huo Li: "Xiao Yi, you actually have the ability to make them self-conscious, but you..."
The black-haired boy said angrily, "How could I tolerate the appearance of a second me in the world!"
Huo Li shrugged innocently.
The black-haired boy: "It just so happens that you keep those alienated bodies a little tighter. I don't want anything with the same genes as me to be out of control."
Huo Li: "Don't worry Xiaoyi, if you want them to breathe every day to any exact number, I can do it."
Just as the teenager was about to answer, he heard 2d14 say in his mind:
"Ding! 5 minutes are up, the teleportation array will be forced to start after 20 seconds."
Xiaoyi took out the hand-made little Huo Li from the space, and then said, "Huo Li come in quickly, and the teleportation array will be forced to start immediately."
Then Xiaoyi put the revived figurine into his pocket, and then put the normal version of Huo Li's body into the system space, waiting in place, after the orange light passed, the boy disappeared out of thin air again.
It's really annoying to be dealing with reporters outside. I want to ask Huo Li if I can let the 'two young masters Philip and Miss Alena' show up first. Liu Mo probed into the locker room, eh? What about people? Your eldest brother and sister-in-law disappeared out of thin air in just a few minutes
At this time, a little nurse who had just been 'recruited' by him came over with a standardized smile on his face, and then said unceremoniously, "Liu Mo, now you are solely responsible for the work in the hospital, I, Xiao Yi, Together with Alena and all the SS-class missionaries of the Salvation Alliance, they rushed to Earth to carry out the saviour mission."
"The boss and sister-in-law are gone? Even 'Alena, who was smashed by a pig' is gone?" Liu Mo wiped his sweat, "The one waiting outside to see the heir of Philip's chaebol and Miss Fat Pig. Mass media, what to do!"
The little nurse in the light pink uniform looked sharp: "Liu Mo, you're not taking too much vacation, are you! Can't even handle these little things?"
It was only then that Liu Mo realized that the person who was talking to him was his boss, and he quickly stood up straight and tried his best to put away his beer belly and promised loudly: "I, I will be able to do it well, these social things can't be difficult for me, Liu Mo! You can go to the emergency mission with confidence... eh? No! I'm also a SS-level tasker? Why didn't you send me!"
The pink-clothed nurse replied, "Did you forget that you spent more than your points on the long-distance teleportation talisman in the nuclear-polluted world?" Then she shook her head and left the locker room.
Liu Mo is left alone in the background, reflecting on the fact that he has been downgraded...
At the same time, the earth
2443 SS-level and 8 SSS-level taskers, as well as a figure Huo Li, landed on a wide square with one after another orange light. Against the backdrop of this large square with a length and width of more than one mile, the more than 2,000 elite saviours accumulated by the Salvation Alliance over thousands of years are not prominent. But obviously this area was cleared in advance, and there was no one in the middle of the square, but a guard of honor could be seen all around, and a valiant soldier stood every ten meters.
Xiaoyi looked around curiously, looking at the five small white bridges and the red gold-roofed gate tower in front of him.
2d14 said excitedly in the mind of the teenager: "This square is an ancient cultural relic building 10,000 years ago. Since 10,028 years ago, the people here have replaced the lawn in the square with stone floor tiles. Technological means are constantly being repaired. Ten thousand years ago, there were more than 200 countries on this planet! But after subsequent annexation and division, there are now only more than 30. But the host country where we live has continued to this day. "
The black-haired boy asked in his mind, "Does our mission to save the world only cooperate with one country?"
The young man didn't hear Huo Li's answer for a long time after asking, and then he remembered that Huo Li's brain has now shrunk again, and the range of mental power can cover a range slightly larger than his pocket. The young man didn't dare to hold Xiao Huo Li to his face and asked, so he could only look around at other people's movements.
Because the notification from the main system was very sudden, at least a quarter of the taskers were temporarily pulled up at their bedtime in the end times. Because there are only 5 minutes, and the world of most SS-level taskers is much more severe than the situation on Fandu Planet, almost all the saviors use these precious 5 minutes to arrange the salvage action when they are absent. That is - no one has time to change clothes at all!
So at the moment of life and death for people on earth, in this solemn square, all 2451 elites of the Alliance of Salvation, the most powerful organization of powers in the galaxy and the only salvation organization, appeared!
But their appearance is completely incompatible with the words "strong" and "elite". I saw that at least 500 elites were sent over in their pajamas. At this time, they were hurriedly taking out decent clothes from the system space in the square and starting to put on clothes. .
There are also hundreds of people who are obviously experiencing or have just experienced a war, their bodies are covered with blood and dust, and even a lot of people are painted, most of them are sitting on the ground and buying medical equipment and medicine from the system mall Hemostasis on his own. The lucky ones who were not injured simply wiped their faces with a damp towel.
Of course, it's not that no one asked the main system to ask the system mall to launch a clean talisman, a talisman paper that can be directly attached to the body and has the same effect as taking a hot bath. Because there are too few apocalyptic conditions for bathing, and not everyone has the super ability that can absorb the simple quality of water anytime and anywhere like a small water droplet. But the main system says this function of removing dirt and most useless body tissue, dander, oil and blood from the surface of the body is too difficult. If there is a tasker who wants to take the risk of becoming a skinless person in an instant after sticking it, and the price is higher than the universal healing agent, the main system will invest manpower and financial resources to develop it.
So a kind of clean-obsessed tasker immediately died. But the most direct consequence of this is that the 2,000 top powerhouses from all over the universe who came to save the world are like a group of refugees who came to flee the famine in front of the guard of honor of the Earth residents with their heads held high and heroic around the square.
Indeed, among the more than 2,000 missionaries: 500 were disheveled or even wearing underwear, 700 were wounded and disfigured, and the remaining half did not live well in the last days, due to long-term fatigue and tension. Makes their faces dark and bloodshot in their eyes.
The outfits of the few missionaries who were on vacation in the Alliance Town of Salvation were even more appalling, because the main system's dreadful vacation point deduction system, the few people who were transmitted from Alliance Town 10 minutes ago were hurrying and enjoying life. There is a beautiful power user wearing a sexy short skirt, it seems that she came from the ballroom in Union Town. There was also a male tasker wearing flip flops and beach shorts, apparently sunbathing in the artificial sun on the balcony of his villa. Worse yet, a tall, thin, slender male with superhuman abilities was only wearing a bath towel, probably doing a SPA…
The leaders who were solemnly waiting for the arrival of the interstellar savior, watched the more than 2,000 'refugees' and hundreds of 'bulls, ghosts and snakes' dressed in weird faces who appeared in the square in a few minutes and were walking towards him. The man in beach pants showed a barely embarrassed but polite smile.
The man in beach pants looked like he was only in his 20s, and he looked disheveled. He glanced at the leaders standing on the sidelines with their hands hanging down. He was not affected by their serious atmosphere, but stunned and used the galaxy two. The Z language, one of the great common languages, asked: "I am the tasker 'programmer' who is currently ranked first in the Salvation Alliance. Is it a plan that we are discussing in the square now?"
The leaders in front of him were taken aback. It turned out that the leaders of the Salvation Alliance, which led the people of the earth to fight bravely to decide the life and death of the earth, were like this? The idea of hopeless survival for a while crossed everyone's heart, but everyone still suppressed this ominous thought without showing it on the face. The leader standing at the forefront said:
"Comrade Cheng, on behalf of all the people of country Z and all the people of the earth, I would like to thank you for coming! According to the main system's suggestion, from now on, all matters of the earth and the transfer of personnel and property will follow you, that is, the SSS-level tasker. The commander-in-chief ordered. And the leaders of the remaining 35 countries and regions and relevant experts are rushing to this... "
"But I'm not the commander-in-chief? And my surname is not Cheng." The man in beach pants didn't seem to realize that this was a very rude move, so he interrupted the leader.
The atmosphere at the scene fell into an extremely embarrassing situation for a time.
Two seconds later, the main system still couldn't bear to talk to the programmers and leaders, and broke the silence:
"Ding! All the missionaries, please wear the wristband-shaped intellectual brain allocated by the system mall for free in 10 seconds for real-name real-time contact between missionaries. Commander C2001, please contact the leaders of country Z immediately. !" The voice of the main system sounded directly in the minds of every tasker.
After more than 2,000 'refugees' brought their intellectual brains together, and a well-dressed man in his 30s walked up to the leader to start a conversation, everything finally got on the right track. After 2 minutes, everyone's brains will make a unified sound:
"Now everyone arrives at the Great Hall on the west side of the square within 5 minutes and gathers to sit down. All taskers will hold an internal short meeting to exchange the situation of the end of the world, and then wait for the leaders and experts from all countries of the earth to arrive before holding an open meeting."
So the messy crowd began to walk towards the synagogue quickly. The leaders were able to hide all their emotions in their hearts, but the soldiers, who knew that their homeland was about to be destroyed, saw the refugees and monsters and monsters walking into the meeting hall noisily. There was still a look of despair and shock on his face.
As for the 'Second Young Master of Philip's', Xiao Yi, who was about to attend the press conference, although he didn't seem to be an adult, he was meticulous in his suit and leather, exuding an elite temperament! A marked distinction from the surrounding refugees and non-mainstreams.
The black-haired boy was still wondering why all the supporters all the way looked at him with very friendly eyes, when he heard C2001 on the stage say with a microphone: "In this mission of salvation, there will be 10 leaders of the Alliance for Salvation to jointly discuss major events. Decision-making, there are 8 SSS-level taskers, please sit in the first row now. There are also two SS-level taskers with the highest number of points: tenth-ranked A7898 and er... "
C2001, who was able to give orders with ease, actually stuttered. After 2 seconds, he choked out the full sentence: "Please sit in the first row with zz2d14, who is ranked ninth."