Mu Shaoan actually had a "coma" for three hours, and then he began to happily check out the gains of this time.

It was very rich, very rich, so rich that he was willing to continue acting with the fat general for the first time.

After he sacrificed and merged the God Slash, there were 200 units of cosmic laws left. He pretended to be Jiang Erhe and then obtained 34 units of cosmic laws. However, because he encountered a virus and turned the table up, he received the most gratifying red envelope rain in history.

There were only 7 minutes before and after. In the first four minutes, he obtained 240 units of divine power, in the fifth minute, he obtained 412 units of divine power, in the sixth minute, he began to be violent. At that time, basically all the eggs of the Emperor's Flowing Demon Worm landed below 1,000 meters.

That was really unprecedentedly violent. Mu Shaoan himself didn't believe that he could be so arrogant.

From the sixth minute to the seventh minute, someone knows how he did it. Anyway, he has a 100% hit rate and the effective shooting distance extending to within 3,500 meters.

In other words, in just two minutes, he grabbed 1,080 units of divine power.

This is simply a ghost.

No wonder the fat general and others could put five duck eggs in their mouths. Is this a human being?

So he took seven minutes to grab a total of 1,732 units of divine power!

Oh, this number made Mu Shaoan want to jump up the cheerful little apple. Really, poverty limits his imagination, and he really feels like he gets rich overnight.

He now has 1932 units of divine power/cosmic law.

The law of the universe once had only about one thousand units of the total assets of the Earth's Chaos Base.

Madan, it turns out that the ancients said it well, if you want to be rich and eat a big family, you will definitely not deceive me.

Of course, Mu Shaoan's joy and ecstasy actually lasted for less than three seconds. After all, he is a demigod with five divine skills. It is actually very normal for him to have such combat power and be able to gain such gains.

Are there really many divine power/cosmic laws in less than two thousand units?

For civilized races from remote small universes, there are indeed many, many of them, and they will never be spent in their entire lives. However, for an intermediate universe, this is just the price of a level 6 livable star.

Even in a highly intense war like today, the laws/divine power spent by Dahe and Viruses on the universe are astronomical numbers.

If Mu Shaoan dares to reveal his identity and say that he is a demigod, or believe it or not, the commander of the battlefield outside the Great River area dares to hire him with 3,000 units of divine power/universe laws per day. If he performs better, then it would be too easy to earn 5,000 units of divine power/universe laws per day.

This is strength.

With strong strength in the starry sky of all worlds, you can really do whatever you want.

Sitting up from the bed, Mu Shaoan was not busy walking out of the marching camp. He was waiting for the fat general. Well, everyone is smart, so I won’t say any unnecessary nonsense.

Show the conditions, cooperate if the agreement is completed, and if the agreement is not appropriate, pat your butt and leave.

A few minutes later, the fat general arrived as promised, and a long-legged female general was following him. Even though he was covered in armor and only had a pair of eyes exposed, people could immediately know that this was a great beauty.

Of course this doesn't matter.

Mu Shaoan sat beside the bed, his eyes swept around the two of them with a faint look, not intending to say anything.

As for the fat general, he sat in front of Mu Shaoan with a big golden sword, and the female general was guarding the door and activated a very high-quality formation stone in his hand to isolate the sounds inside and outside, and was quite cautious.

"My surname is Jiang, my name is Jiang Bula. My family is the Dark Mu clan in the main civilization of Dahe. My grandfather is the current patriarch of the Dark Mu clan. Unfortunately, my father gave birth to a child by his grandfather's 781 concubines, and I am my father's 98th illegitimate child. Such a magical combination, so I can only be a playboy."

"Of course, it's different from the routine in the novel. Even if I'm an unfair illegitimate child who is a concubine who is out of the center of power of the family, my childhood and youth are still very happy. No one comes to attack me and laugh at me, and spit in my meals, because the descendants of the family are busy making achievements and enriching themselves. The outside world is too broad, so they don't need to find a sense of existence and show their superiority in me."

"So I understood very early on that Ruth had to go by himself, and he had to fight for his credit. Otherwise, among the 928,000 grandchildren of my grandfather whom I had never seen before, I would be really overwhelmed by ordinary people. You have to know that my grandfather's favorite grandson, his great-grandson, was 300 years older than my father. No one came to oppress you, but you would feel that real, ubiquitous despair."

"And I want to say this is entirely because you made me famous today. My air defense battalion, my sister's vanguard army, because your existence has made merits that we never dared to imagine in the past. Although it is a credit of unknown origin, we thank you. And if you want to leave now, we will let you go without saying a word. If you want to stay, I hope you can tell your true identity, because you and I understand how weird the virus is. Although I am grateful to you, I will not be used by you inexplicably."

"That's all I've said, you'll decide for yourself."

The fat general said in one breath, stood up, took three steps back, and looked at Mu Shaoan expressionlessly. This was indeed a wonderful person.

So Mu Shaoan thought for a while and said, "Although it is meaningless to stay, I still appreciate your last attitude, so I will make an exception and say something more. If you two want me to stay and tell me my true identity, it is fine, but I don't want a third person to know my true identity, because that would mean a very tragic thing, you will die. Don't doubt the authenticity of what I said, and don't think your identity can provide you with much guarantee. So, are you willing to join this game of betting on life?"

"What if we are not afraid of death? What if we think your identity is dangerous so we must notify others? Do you think you have the ability to kill everyone to silence?"

The female general suddenly said coldly, "This is really a tricky angle, and it has a unique style, which is very familiar."

Mu Shaoan licked his lips and laughed, "So you are an anti-virus hunter? I mean the real, titled kind."

"yes!"

The female general was concise and concise.

So Mu Shaoan laughed, "Even if my identity is leaked, for me, it will be more trouble at most. I will not silence everyone. I want to kill you, just because you have violated your promises, it's that simple."

"Okay, I agree!"

Fatty ginger was not spicy and said in a deep voice.

And the female general nodded slightly.

"Well, very good. My name is Yan Donglai. I am currently the commander-in-chief of the five main armies of the descendants of the Mount Tai clan. According to the official notice, I should be leading my 8,000 soldiers on the z-79 high ground. So, we can work together for another twelve days."

Looking at the fat men and the other ones who seemed stunned, Mu Shaoan smiled evilly. There was nothing to reveal about his identity as Yan Donglai. At most, he only attracted the killers of the Flame Rose family.

Otherwise, what else can I do? Bite me.
Chapter completed!