Since the existence of human beings, whether people encounter natural disasters or man-made disasters, when they are in crisis, people will think of saviors or heroes. It is precisely because of these meditations that countless gods have appeared. These gods are not so shaped myths but better than some people’s beautiful wishes.

The human beings are always the ones who can save themselves. Even if the technological civilization develops to the point of the great era of the universe, people's deep ignorance still cannot be removed.

The emergence of the Hurricane Adventure Group and the emergence of Zou Zichuan have made people's hearts find a short-term hope and a short-term sustenance. People hope to make this hope and sustenance substantial, and hope to burn the candle into a raging fire.

People may not have imagined that it is this only fuel that creates heroes. There are no heroes in the world, and heroes are just an image that fuels the fire...

However, to everyone's disappointment, Zou Zichuan did not get off the Michelle.

Zou Zichuan stood inside the cabin door and watched the rescued people walk down the gangway one by one. These people were in good spirits and their clothes were clean, and they didn't look like they were rescued from the occupied areas. They all received the best medical treatment and care at the first time.

When these people passed by Zou Zichuan, they would look at the young man with a gloomy and cold mask with respect. It was this tall young man who saved them.

From time to time, people try to hug Zou Zichuan, but unfortunately they are blocked by several big men from Jisang. No one can get close to Zou Zichuan's body. People bow down the gangway with tears in their eyes, and constantly wave to the people of the Hurricane Adventure Group...

There was no noise, only a slight crying sound, and a heavy hug. Although people could not hug Zouzichuan, they could hug some fighting men. Although they could not call out the names of these fighting men, they remembered the adventure group where these fighting men were.

The name of this adventure group is "Hurricane!", and everyone has deeply imprinted this name in the depths of their souls.

Zou Zichuan never expected that these people would become the first real irons in the Hurricane Adventure Group. Whether in terms of speech or financial resources, some of them made great contributions to the Hurricane Adventure Group.

Humans are primate animals, and people know how to repay kindness. Undoubtedly, the Hurricane Adventure Group is the rebirth of these people.

"You, stop!" Zou Zichuan suddenly pointed at a young man following the crowd. The young man looked a little listless and lowered his head.

"Ah..." When the young man heard the voice, he looked around blankly and found that Zou Zichuan's finger pointed at him, and a hint of panic appeared on his face, but this panic flashed and disappeared.

"Come here!" said the fierce and fierce Watie standing beside Zou Zichuan.

The young man looked at the crowd in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and walked to Zou Zichuan.

"You are very good!" Zou Zichuan gently patted the young man on the shoulder.

"..." The young man was stunned and opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Go, it's safe here, I guess your family is below." Zou Zichuan nodded and waved his hand gently.

The young man's body trembled for no reason, and followed the crowd a little absent-mindedly, looking full of thought.

Just as the young man walked to the gangway, he suddenly turned around and bowed three deep to Zou Zichuan.

Everyone looked at the backs of the young man who had left after bowing and felt inexplicably.

"Who is he?" Mrs. Rong, who had been standing beside Zou Zichuan, suddenly asked.

Unfortunately, Zou Zichuan did not answer him, but just watched the young man's back disappear from the gangway.

"Luquan career!" Mrs. Rong's delicate body trembled and she looked at Zou Zichuan with surprise.

"I hope you keep the secrets related to this person, which will be related to the lives of countless people and the future of a planet." Zou Zichuan said lightly.

"I can." Mrs. Rong looked at the gangway with a serious face. She understood what Zou Zichuan meant. If the so-called secret recipe was really leaked, it would bring a catastrophe to the Yang family, and the Kero Star would soon turn into a deserted planet.

"Can you tell me how did you know that this young man is Yang Le?" Mrs. Rong asked with her tiptoe, curious. She wanted to know Zou Zichuan's secret. She didn't understand why Zou Zichuan knew that this young man was the successor of the Yang family. When she was in that basement, she was always with Zou Zichuan. Moreover, Zou Zichuan had never had any survivors on the spaceship. This was a tempting secret.

"If you accompany me tonight, I will tell you." Zou Zichuan bent down and lowered his head, and said softly to Mrs. Rong's ear.

Mrs. Rong's face suddenly turned red to her neck, but this shyness flashed in a flash, and Mrs. Rong's blushed face immediately turned into a tiny blue color.

"No man is a good thing!"

Mrs. Rong snorted heavily and left her sleeves, leaving a group of male animals watching her graceful body disappearing under the gangway.

"Sir, this woman is really a top-notch. Her skin is so fucking white. Her legs are so long... Especially her butt, she is so upturned... Tsk tsk..." Watie looked at the place where Mrs. Rong disappeared, swallowed, and made a swallowing sound that almost everyone could hear.

"Yes, yes, if I could marry such a wife, I would rather live ten years less than it would be! Live fifteen years less..." The boss also responded with saliva and rubbed his hands with each other.

"Do you want to rape first and then kill?" Zou Zichuan said coldly.

"Ah...hehe, sir, sir, we're just talking, hehe, this is the adult's horse, we're joking, sir, sir, boss, do you think so?"

"Well, joking, joking...hehe..."

...

The two of them laughed lewdly, and Zou Zichuan was too lazy to care about it, so he returned to his bedroom. He needed to take a closer look at the recent situation. Because the colorful shellworms cut off many interstellar channels, humans' spread of information has become slower and slower, and many planets have even lost contact, and the information communication time between some large galaxies has become longer and longer...

Connecting Panguxing’s interstellar network and opening the page, Zou Zichuan saw a shocking news at first sight: Will the planet of Casimi fall?

Isn’t the planet of Cassie Michelle the place where she lives?

Zou Zichuan felt his blood rushing wildly, and his hands kept jumping on the control board. In less than five minutes, he collected hundreds of key news reports about the planet of Casimi, and some of the rumors were as high as tens of thousands.

The Cassimi Galaxy encountered an unprecedented insect storm. For some reason, colorful shellworms from all directions gathered on the Casimi planet, and the number had reached nearly ten million. These colorful shellworms were cruising in space, elusive and devilish. Spacecraft could not find their traces. Moreover, these colorful shellworms were connected to each other, and each time they suddenly formed a large-scale insect tide to attack the Ernst family's private fleet.

It is precisely because of the gathering of a large number of colorful shell insects that the Ernst family's private armed forces were exposed to the five imperial federations. Roland was isolated and helpless. The Cassimiria system had fallen into two small planets. Now the Casimiria star is also swaying in the wind and rain, and Roland is struggling to support it.

News about Michelle is overwhelming.

Michelle seemed to have become the focus of the Ernst family. The woman's military talent was undoubtedly revealed in the insect scourge. The micro-satellite network chain she designed to create the Cassimi Star Domain like an iron barrel. The colorful shell bugs she commanded were calculated in millions. In the initial tug-of-war, the Ernst family's private fleet even gained the upper hand, but there were more and more colorful shell bugs behind it, and they became smarter. Under the consumption of high strength, the Ernst family began to experience a crisis...

It takes only one or two days to build a space warship. One warship is missing if it damages a space warship. The Ernst family's mechas were blocked by the Federation of the Five Imperial Empires, and the three major mecha companies could not provide them with heavy fighting mechas. Of course, Roland's ambitions are already known to everyone. Even if the five empires are not blocked, it is difficult for Roland to gain an important strategic position.

Now, under Michelle's insistence, the Ernst family is like a small boat in the sea. Almost everyone predicts that the Ernst family will be completely erased from human history.

...

Looking at the shocking reports, Zou Zichuan's face turned bloody and a ball of flame appeared all over his body, like a demon.

Zou Zichuan didn't know that the door of his bedroom was gently opened, and a woman wearing a star camouflage uniform walked in gently. At this time, Zou Zichuan's six senses were in a closed state and he didn't know that there was anyone behind him.

"Mr. Zou, I suddenly thought that you were deliberately driving me away...ah..."

Zou Zichuan suddenly turned around and looked at the burning face. Mrs. Rong looked horrified and frightened, and then stepped back and fell to the ground.

Slowly, slowly, the blood redness on Zou Zichuan's face faded and returned to normal. Looking at Mrs. Rong on the ground, Zou Zichuan picked up the mask on the table and slowly put it on...

"Is there anything wrong?" Zou Zichuan looked at Mrs. Rong who was trembling and getting up.

"No...no...no...yes..." Mrs. Rong looked at Zou Zichuan with a look of fear, and was still in amazement. Zou Zichuan's appearance just now was too terrible, and there seemed to be a layer of flame burning on her face. Mrs. Rong could not find the appropriate words to describe the fierce look, which was a more cruel look than a wolf.

"Say!" Zou Zichuan took a deep breath and turned off the holographic screen.

"I'll be quiet..."

...

There was a silence in the room, and Mrs. Rong kept taking a deep breath, and then recovered after drinking a glass of cold water that Zou Zichuan poured for her.

"Can we chat more fairly?" Mrs. Rong gently brushed the hair on her forehead.

"How to be fair?" Zou Zichuan said lightly.

"I don't like that cold mask."

Zou Zichuan didn't say anything, and took off the dark mask and gently stroked it on his hands. He liked the cold feeling of the mask.

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Chapter completed!