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"Hey, what did ⑨ do to make you angry?"
UMP40 put down his chopsticks and asked gently.
"Hmph, I can tell with my feet what that guy 9 is doing for the commander."
UMP45 said with a dark look on her face.
"Pfft, alright, alright. Actually, the Commander likes this place quite a bit, so there's no need to take it so seriously."
UMP40 reached out and touched the steel plate.
"But!!!"
If anyone else dared to do this to 45, their nose bridge would probably be dented. But this was 45's favorite sister 40, so she couldn't get angry at all.
"I think it's good, too. It makes me feel at ease. Don't be angry with them."
UMP40 reached out and pulled UMP45 into her arms, hugging her tightly.
"If Sister 40 wishes, then let's spare them both this time."
"Well, I hope the commander can get along well with everyone."
A flash of light appeared in the distance, and then a stone shell directly blew up the spicy hot pot on the gas stove in front of UMP40 and UMP45.
"Damn it, these special species in this ghost world are really annoying. I'll go deal with them."
Although the diamond-shaped force field shield blocked the power of the Scourge's artillery fire, UMP45 was still successfully provoked.
The rare warm time with Sister 40 was interrupted by the Disaster Beast. UMP9, who was already furious about what UMP45 and Moyin had done, immediately clenched her fists and rushed to the front of the Disaster Beast that was firing. She knocked the Disaster Beast to the ground with a straight punch, and then continued with more than ten punches, hammering the core of the Disaster Beast into stone powder. Then she stood up and stretched her body.
"Ah, I feel much better after I hit something."
UMP45 shook her arms refreshed.
UMP40 has moved to another place and took out a portable gas stove and iron pot to cook.
"Sister 40, what should we watch?"
UMP45 took out a virtual projector from her space bag and asked.
"Well, I want to see something comedic? What about you?"
"Then let's watch The Big Bang Theory. The Commander recommended it to me before and I heard it's pretty good."
UMP45 fiddled with the virtual projector, and after a while a projection screen appeared in front of the two of them. They cooked while watching The Big Bang Theory.
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"Hey HXD, please do me another favor. The other world I manage has been invaded by Zerg this time, and they are not doing well."
When he woke up early that morning, the long-lost voice of the system appeared in Moyin's mind again.
"Fuck, you're not dead???"
Moyin was really a mixture of joy and anger at this moment. He was happy because he knew that this scourge would not be put to rest so easily, but he was angry because this bastard threw him into a world where he couldn't speak the language last time, which was so uncomfortable.
"Hey, I'm not dead, I'm not dead. I'm glad you're worried about me."
"If you weren't dead, why didn't you come out to help solve the language problem last time? Do you know that cleaning up that mess for you gave me a headache?"
Moyin asked with a dark face.
"Hey, I used all my computing power to fix the bug caused by the dimensional rift. I didn't have the computing power to maintain other functions. I don't know what you said."
The system answered confidently.
"Damn it, I'm not going this time. You solve this problem yourself!"
Moyin rejected the system's request unhappily.
"Don't be so cold-hearted. Since we have been together for so many years, please lend a hand to me. This is the most important thing I ask of my life!"
The system played the emotional card without hesitation.
"Since I met you, I feel that the credibility of what you said is only 30%. And you are asking for a lifetime... Will you really die?"
Moyin complained speechlessly.
"Ahem, well, just give me a hand, I really can't get away from here."
"Well, at least you have to give me some appearance fee. Give me a few interstellar battleships and a few ship girls and I'll help you."
Moyin's eyes rolled and he started to blackmail the system.
It's impossible for him to just watch someone die without helping, but this system had set him up for many times in the past, and now it was his turn to be set up for trouble.
Although he no longer lacks resource points with supplies from several worlds, he now enjoys tricking the system.
"No, no, the most I can give you is an interstellar battleship and four places for your chosen shipgirls. Interstellar battleships are too expensive."
"make a deal."
Moyin agreed immediately and was very happy now that he had cheated the system.
"Oh, then you should leave as soon as possible. The humans over there can't hold on any longer, and the Zerg are quite powerful. I suggest you go alone."
"Alright, alright, give me the coordinates."
A string of coordinates entered Moyin's mind.
"I have sent your quota for the interstellar battleship and the ship girl of your choice to the system mall. I will go into hibernation now."
"Why are you dormant again?"
Moyin was speechless.
But the system did not respond to Moyin again and fell silent again.
"PE-8, UMP9, I have something to take care of. Please help me deal with anything else in the next two days."
Moyin said to UMP9 and PE-8 who were sleeping beside him.
"Oh~"
UMP9 yawned loudly.
"understood."
PE-8 gave Moyin a clear answer.
Moyin got out of bed and put on his clothes. He stretched out his hand and created a cross-border channel, connecting to the time and space coordinates left to him by the system, and then walked into the cross-border channel.
After all, having received the benefits from the system, Moyin still wanted to finish this matter as soon as possible.
Walking out of the cross-border passage, a blue plasma ball emitting high temperature hit Moyin's face.
"Oh my god, this is not a friendly gift at all."
While complaining, Moyin reached out and crushed the plasma ball.
"!!!! What kind of monster are you!?"
A vigilant male voice came.
Moyin looked carefully and found that a big man holding a strange weapon was standing guard against him. It seemed that the plasma ball was shot out by the weapon in his hand.
"Well, I'm just a traveler who was pulled here to do hard labor. You don't have to take me too seriously."
Moyin waved his hand and answered lazily.
"How could I not care about you! You just came out of a wormhole! You might be a spy of the Zerg! Tell me! What kind of worm are you!"
The burly man nervously pointed the plasma gun at Moyin and questioned him.
"Ha... Uncle, I just crushed your attack. You can't hurt me. Do you really have the right to interrogate me?"
Moyin rolled his eyes at the uncle holding the plasma gun, but at least this time it was not a world where they couldn't speak the same language, so he could accept it.
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So he didn't do anything about the uncle who attacked him.
On the other hand, it is normal for people to attack themselves in order to protect themselves.
"This, this is my duty! Guarding the exit of this wormhole! Even if I lose my life, I won't be afraid!"
The plasma gun uncle trembled as he spoke with great awareness.
"Your legs are clearly shaking, they haven't stopped. Okay, okay, my name is Moyin. One of my brothers said that this place has been invaded by the Zerg, and he asked me to come over to help. You can rest assured that I am a pure human being and I will not hurt you."
Seeing that this uncle was so aware, Moyin didn't plan to scare him anymore and introduced him honestly.
"Ah! Are you the savior? That's awesome! My name is Guterian!"
Upon hearing that Moyin was called to help, Gutrian quickly put down the plasma gun and shook hands with Moyin enthusiastically.
"what?"
At this moment, Moyin noticed something hitting him and Gutrian on the head.
A defensive wall made of blood suddenly unfolded, covering Moyin and Gutrian.
Immediately afterwards, Moyin felt something falling on the blood barrier he had created, and then began to corrode the blood barrier.
Through the faint red barrier, Moyin could see some kind of muddy liquid flowing down the blood barrier to the ground.
"What is this?"
Moyin frowned, feeling a little nauseous.
"This is the gastric juice of the gastrostomes. It is extremely acidic and can corrode even metal."
Gutrian replied in panic.
"Ugh... gastric juice, this is really disgusting."
Moyin waved his hand, and the blood-colored barrier shook off the gastric juice of the gastrostomes stuck on it, returning to its beautiful red color.
"Tell me, what are you going to do?"
Moyin glanced at Gutrian and asked.
"Me, my job is to guard this impulse, and kill whatever bugs come out of it with this weapon."