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Chapter 73 Spokesperson

On the other hand, Mo Feng did not sleep in and had a rare day off. The fat man was sleeping heavily, not sleeping in. His recent performance was obviously in another state, being able to eat and sleep, which was also a kind of self-repair and supplement, no different from the fat man on Mars. This is definitely the happiest kind of physique.

Mo Feng received Marco's news after doing some regular training. It seemed that this guy had discovered something again.

There was no cafe outside, but an inconspicuous alley, which scared Mo Feng. This guy was almost panda's eyes.

"what happened?"

Marco looked around and said, "Boss, something is wrong. Some of the buddies I often contacted are missing."

Mo Feng hasn't changed much, "Have you discovered something recently?"

Marco nodded, "Didn't you say that interstellar adventures are frequent a few days ago? I focused on investigating this aspect. Several of my buddies are also very interested in this aspect. In addition, one of them is still working in the Walter Consortium, so I went deeper."

The Walter Consortium, a large consortium on the moon, has radical styles and is extremely unfriendly to the earth. Just look at Landers Walter.

Marco swallowed, "Wake up early this morning and I received his Kepler code..."

Mo Feng's mind had been feeling around him, and just now he felt like he was being monitored. Although it was a little blurry, this feeling would never be ignored, "Follow me."

At this time, the safest place was the organizing committee’s headquarters, and Mo Feng brought Marco into the dormitory.

"Don't worry, tell me the whole story." Mo Feng said with a smile.

Marco's spirit was also a little relaxed and drank two big glasses of water in one breath. After all, he was a military academy student. Although he had never experienced a real battlefield, he still had this psychological quality.

"His codename Stalker is a real lunar man. He can rank among the top 10 in hackers. We both don't know each other. This guy enjoys peeping at top secret documents. He entered the Walter Group to get some big information. This is a competition between us hackers. Many times, this is just self-satisfaction and will not be made public. After I posted my questions about interstellar exploration, they began to work hard on this and then began to disappear one by one."

Mo Feng frowned slightly, "You won't be discovered, are you?"

"It shouldn't be. None of us will be exposed. Once something strange happens, it will be broken into pieces. There are so many people, the moon people have no accurate way. It did not attract my attention at the beginning until the stalker sent me the Kepler code." Marco was nervous and excited, "He only left me a message."

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Marco looked at Mo Feng, "Boss, is there anything going to happen? Do you know what?"

Mo Feng was completely silent. At this point, he shouldn't be lucky, that is to say, the invasion of alien races was not accidental.

One possibility is that the Moon Man discovered the alien race, but was planning something.

The second possibility is that alien races are made by the lunar people, a biological and chemical weapon.

Mo Feng prefers the second type. Think about it carefully, there are many aspects similar to humans in the attack methods of aliens. Only soldiers on the front line of battle will feel this, but there is no deeper association.

Just a new question is here. If the moon wants to destroy the earth, or gain hegemony in the solar system, then why not attack the earth directly?

If the power of the lunar people and the power of the alien races attack the earth together, the current power of the earth will not be stopped at all, but the alien races attack together. In this process, the moon's sacrifice is also very great.

Is it for post-war public opinion?

Even Mo Feng's level is not so stupid. If the winner writes history, if he can achieve an overwhelming advantage, the subsequent one will not be a problem at all.

This conspiracy is not like a fight for hegemony or resources at all, but more like... to destroy the entire human race?

That's right, it's just about destroying everything!

end.

But why?

Madman? It doesn't exist, even the First World War II, is for hegemony and resources. Now, this war has no purpose, it is just a simple destruction?

It is absolutely impossible. A lunatic can appear, but a group of lunatics cannot appear.

Mo Feng kept sorting out his own ideas. He could not be confused by some branches. Now he should be sure that the emergence of alien races has a direct relationship with the Moon people, and the Moon people knew about it.

What he needs to know now is why the purpose of the moon man who manipulated this war was to destroy the entire human race.

What is the motivation?

There is definitely a motivation, and this motivation may exceed the knowledge plane he currently has.

It can be confirmed that they are very calm and meticulous, and must have greater interest demands.

Time is enough, and the question now is whether he can penetrate the inside of this group of people and get a chance to understand the truth.

Mo Feng's heart was indescribable anger, and the feedback was calm. For why an elite group could do such a crazy thing, countless warriors sacrificed their lives and countless families were broken.

"Boss, Boss..." Ma Ke could feel Mo Feng's emotional changes, and even felt the power of an explosion, because he was also a psychic, and he was particularly sensitive.

Mo Feng smiled and rubbed his face hard, "Grandma, I'm a little crazy, Marco, let's stop these things. This may be a game from the upper level. If we participate in it, we will have to fight to the death, cut off all the connections, and enjoy life well."

Marco looked at Mo Feng seriously, "Do you know anything?"

Mo Feng looked at Mark and waved his hand, "What do you think I, a student of Dragon Picture, can know?"

Marco shook his head, "You are not an ordinary student. Everything you do now can be called incredible. The direction of the whole event is also given to me. Doomsday, did you find something in the interstellar adventure? Aliens? A new livable planet? Or did the lunar people want to make trouble?"

Mo Feng patted Marco on the shoulder, "You're thinking too much. This is not a science fiction novel. Don't you think my current mission should be to win the competition and win glory? Take a shower, sleep a lot, and wake up will be a sunny day. As for that stalker, a hacker goes to invade the network of a consortium. If you think someone is stupid, you will definitely sue him. He sent you a message, maybe he also sent it to everyone else, so don't be too serious."

Marco was stunned and seemed to make some sense. He was a little stubborn and seemed to have something big to happen. But in fact, world peace and competition are a bit competitive, but they are also benign. There is no end to the end, which is simply exaggerating. This kind of rumor has never disappeared since the formation of human society, and he actually has the potential to be deceived by cults.

The door opened, and the fat man with a sleepy look walked in, "Ah, Marco, are you here too, have you brought something delicious?"

"If you hurry up, you should be able to catch up with lunch." Mo Feng looked at the time and said.

"Ah, lunch, what about my breakfast, God, my breakfast, how can I fight tomorrow if I don't have enough food!" The fat man hurried back to clean up. If he missed lunch again, he would be desperate.

Marco was also amused and crying, "Hasn't he been eliminated? What are you going to fight tomorrow?"

"Didn't you watch yesterday's game? He has already made it to the second round..." Mo Feng said.

After passing the second round? Marco was a little confused. He was a little crazy these two days. He didn't watch it yet. He quickly opened Tianxun and found the em channel. Only then did he find that Longtu Academy was about to become the spokesperson for em.
Chapter completed!
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