Li Chen originally wanted to say something else, but several times the words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.
He just remained silent, and Mortelles stopped talking at this moment.
There was silence in the entire meeting room.
Seeing him, Li Chen didn't say a word, and of course the other speakers and commanders didn't dare to speak casually.
Now this situation is no longer something they can intervene in.
The fifth-level civilization should be a high-level fifth-level civilization, such as the group above the middle stage of the fifth-level civilization.
They represent power, strength and absolute majesty.
Even if it is a person with a brain problem and the commander, he knows that offending them will have no good fruit.
It is better to shut up and be dumb when talking nonsense to express your attitude at this time.
"How is it? After learning the truth, do you want to lie flat? Mr. Li Chen?"
Seeing that Li Chen seemed to be shocked by what he said, Morteles stared at him and asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Li Chen came back to his senses and took a deep breath.
"Lie flat?"
"Hehe... If you really think so, then you underestimate me, Mortelles."
"There may be tens of thousands of Li Chens with the same name and surname as me in this universe, but I am the only one who can never be knocked down by any difficulty!"
"I don't know what will happen in the future, but at least for now we still have the opportunity to grow and become stronger!"
"Go find a way to control your own destiny!"
"snort…"
"Let's go, let's pay a visit to the Local Civilization Alliance!"
After Li Chen finished speaking, a high-spirited fighting spirit appeared in his eyes.
He was majestic and arrogant, as if he had just won a battle, and he strode towards the cab with his head high, which made Morteles dazed.
Does this man really not know what a high-level fifth-level civilization means?
Or is it just a simple newborn calf not afraid of tigers?
He shook his head and smiled wryly.
In the end, Morteles chose to follow quickly.
…
On the No. 1 small spiral arm.
Zhao Nantian, the supreme commander of the Local Civilization Alliance, is discussing with a group of commanders under him.
"Master Nantian, what I mean is that we first get rid of those small arms around the Orion's arm, and further expand our own strength."
"When you have the strength, you will be more confident in challenging the Orion spiral arm."
A senior commander suggested.
Hearing this, Zhao Nantian looked at the other commanders and saw that everyone nodded along.
But he himself shook his head.
"I still think that a mere Orion spiral arm is nothing!"
"Let's attack from the tenth district first! Use the tenth district as a springboard to further attack other star districts!"
"According to the original tactics and strategy, we have a high probability of taking down the entire Orion spiral arm in the shortest possible time!"
"Master Messenger, what do you think?"
After Zhao Nantian finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at a guy behind him who looked like a metal man and was covered in golden light.
This metal man is the envoy of the "celestial civilization" in their local bubble, named Jugula.
At this time, Jugula shook his head slightly when he heard Zhao Nantian's words.
"too late."
he sighed.
"What's too late?"
Zhao Nantian's heart trembled when he heard the words.
During this period of time, he had seen Jugula's strength.
This guy is always able to provide them with accurate and timely intelligence information at the first time.
It is precisely because of Jugula's help that the local civilization alliance can expand its strength so quickly.
Now it was too late for Juggler to say something suddenly, and judging from his tone and demeanor, he seemed very sorry.
That doesn't sound like a good omen...
"I mean, it's too late. It's too late to attack the Orion Arm."
"The current Orion spiral arm has been unified by an alliance called the Earth Civilization, and their overall strength is much stronger than ours."
"and…"
"too late."
While talking, Jugula shook his head and sighed intriguingly.
But Zhao Nantian still didn't understand what those three words meant.
"Even if the Alliance of Earth Civilizations unifies the entire Orion spiral arm, it is impossible for them to concentrate all their combat power on one point!"
"It's not like we haven't experienced the battle of winning more with less. As long as we have your help, Messenger, we should be able to defeat a powerful opponent again, right?"
Zhao Nantian's tone was full of longing and excitement.
Just hearing what he said, Juggler knew that this guy didn't know anything about the Alliance of Earth Civilizations.
"It seems that Mr. Zhao Nantian, you didn't take what I told you to heart at all, and you didn't listen to it."
"it is too late now…"
Jugula shook his head again, and sighed helplessly.
Now Zhao Nantian was annoyed.
"mix…"
He gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and looked at Jugula.
Then put on a smiling face.
"Master Juggler Messenger, you keep saying that it's too late, too late, what do you mean by too late?"
Zhao Nantian forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, looked at Jugula and asked patiently.
Hearing this, Jugula glanced at him lightly, with a very meaningful look.
"Too late is too late."
"Mr. Zhao Nantian, you can prepare now."
"Ready? Prepare for what?"
"Ready to surrender."
"Or, be prepared to die generously."
After Jugula finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Nantian.
Instead, he turned around and merged into the void, preparing to leave this place of right and wrong.
He already felt a strong danger coming.
But I don't know where is coming from.
This situation of being unable to see through the opponent's identity meant that the opponent was at least one level higher than himself.
The difference in strength is too great, it is impossible to win.
So it's better to sneak away while you are not surrounded by the enemy.
Anyway, even if I really helped the local Civilization Alliance win, there is a high probability that I will stay here in the end.
Repeating the cycle again and again.
So why work so hard?
However, he wanted to leave, but someone didn't want him to leave.
The moment Jugula turned around and merged into the void, his body suddenly seemed to be frozen in midair.
Seeing this weird scene, Zhao Nantian, who was still a little confused just now, finally came to his senses.
"Master Juggler Messenger??"
He called out tentatively.
Without getting any response, Zhao Nantian rolled his eyes a few times.
Then immediately gave a low drink.
"not good!"
"Quickly retreat!"
After speaking, he ran towards the direction of the escape cabin.