Before his palm could slide, the princess told a story.

Bang –

The lights on the dance floor turned on, and a white glow like holy light fell down. Corresponding to this is the gradually darkening lights outside the dance floor.

The world became the only one left in the world, him and her.

The princess leaned on Mu Su's shoulder, and her magnetic voice spoke softly.

It was 400 years ago, and she was still very young.

At that time, the Galactic Civilization Council planned a show called Alien Battlefield. In the name of this, it is aimed at enhancing friendship among civilizations, but in fact it is to exacerbate the contradictions between civilizations so that they cannot cooperate with each other and form one. It was jointly developed by a dozen oligarchs on the committee to consolidate the position.

The content of the alien battlefield is as follows: each civilization above the C level selects a player with a certain combat power within a certain range, throws it into a planet in the galaxy, and continuously adds creatures from various civilizations to it.

The system has an unstable star system and an extremely harsh climate. The upper and lower limits of gravity, temperature, and environment vary greatly.

The show will be broadcast live across the galaxy, and any civilization that qualifies for the show will be able to receive the signal. Players need to survive on the planet for five years, after which they can leave, and if they die, they will pick new seeds from that civilization to put on the battlefield.

At the same time, the program can be subscribed and rewarded by civilization, and the reward funds will be distributed to the contestants in real time after deducting 90%, so that the contestants can buy materials in the vending machines dropped by aliens.

There are no rules here, and players fighting each other are not protected by the rules. And because each player carries a certain amount of initial capital with him, and over time, the subscription civilization increases, and the number of tips increases...... Hunting other players is undoubtedly a cost-effective thing.

Especially after doubling the number of subscriptions for the first contestant to eat crabs.

Peace on the alien planet didn't last five days before it fell apart.

Obviously, except for a few civilized players, it is difficult for players from other civilizations to survive for five years. This also causes most civilizations to repeat the same step: pick seeds, sort them and enter the battlefield. One dies, and another substitute enters.

Can two teams from different countries still cause hatred, let alone fight?

Hatred grows between civilizations and civilizations.

Those oligarchic civilizations are the biggest winners.

C-class civilizations, i.e., civilizations that have the ability to move between planetary systems.

At that time, the Velvet Fire civilization had already mastered the technology of nuclear fusion energy and the use of stellar energy, so naturally it was impossible to escape this reality show.

Although their physical abilities and technology are strong, they are only a few skill points stronger than the Earth at that time.

So their players are the most miserable class. Constantly hovering between being killed, sending a new player, and being killed.

It wasn't until 400 years ago that there was a turnaround.

It's not that a character has appeared in the Velvet Fire Civilization, but that one of their players has been captured by the players of the oligarchic civilization and sent to house arrest in a factory established on the edge of the bottomless abyss.

A special resource is being mined there.

The players of the oligarchic civilization constantly capture native creatures and put creatures into their work, and use them as coolies.

Because of their special status, the players are kept in captivity and do not participate in the work, but only reap their bonuses regularly.

Although it was humiliated, at least it would not die.

This was also the status quo of most civilizations at that time: they could only survive and survive.

But they still keep booking seeds, one by one, into the alien battlefield.

Groups and individuals are different in that they have an infinite number of voices, the good and the bad, the useful and the useless. So none of the group civilizations that can enter the C-level will be fools, why should they have no complaints about the alien battlefield?

What drives them to do this...... It's a cake.

Bonuses can buy anything.

Controllable Small Black Holes, Latitude Weapons, Overlord-class Ships or Blueprints, Carbon-Based Biological Immortalization Elixirs, One Verta Zerg Female Egg, Swarm Will Controller, Planetary System Iron Curtain Protection, Matter Collapse Launcher, Controllable Satellite-Class Worms, Unowned Planetary System Ownership......

The destruction of individuals may be exchanged for the rebirth of civilization...... No civilization can resist this temptation.

In a way, this may be a win-win. The oligarchs of the B-class civilizations of the Galactic Civilization Council do not need to worry about their status being attacked, while the C-class civilizations take what they need and obtain the most critical scientific and technological blueprints.

At that time, the earth was not federal, and it could only make a small fuss around the earth, and there was nothing to throw a few satellites to play in their yards.

In the division of the Galactic Civilization Council, the Earth belongs to the D-level civilization, that is, the lowest civilization.

But for some reason, Earth has actually been qualified to run.

One day, a man came to the alien battlefield.

A man from Earth.

He descended from the sky like a god of war, destroying all enemies in his way and freeing the players of the Velvet Fire Civilization.

That man became the idol of the Velvet Fire civilization in an instant, and the Velvet Fire people of that generation all heard that this legendary man was born and died.

So far, the earth has entered a C-level civilization, but for some reason, they don't need to participate in this reality show anymore.

Even the civilization of the earth closed itself off and hid in the solar system.

With the passage of time, the memories of the Velvet Fire generation have gradually faded away, but there are always some people who have not forgotten. They always want to visit the Earth's civilization thousands of light-years away one day.

And a princess is someone who has the ability to put it into action.

That's why she's here, it's her watchful for four hundred years.

So she really saw him, right in front of her eyes, within reach.

At that moment, there was a commotion outside the door.

Mu Su turned his head and saw a figure wearing only swimming trunks passing by the window in the re-lit light, followed by two policemen.

"You're cold, aren't you?!" Mu Su suddenly let go of the puzzled princess and took a few steps back away from her.

As he spoke, he quickly took off his black coat and draped it over the princess's body, and swept his eyes towards the door.

The man in the swim trunks had already come in with the police, and pointed at Mu Su.

"It's her, this dress is mine, everything is in the pocket!"

The two policemen looked at each other, stepped forward and showed their ID and said, "We suspect that you are involved in a theft, please come with us." ”

Mu Su stepped back and said to the princess with great sincerity: "Although I am pursuing you, I cannot protect you...... Don't worry, I'll go see you. ”

Then he said with a righteous face: "Mr. Policeman, you have arrested this person, but I hope you don't embarrass her, after all, she is an alien friend, and we must pay attention to the influence of the two countries." ”

The princess still didn't have much expression, she took a deep look at Mu Su, suddenly took off the bracelet and put it on Mu Su's wrist, and followed the police to leave.

Mu Su was relieved to see the princess being taken out of the dining room by the police, and then the detectives who followed in a panic.

Although I couldn't get a shot with the alien princess, and the strategy process was not so smooth...... But you've finally completed the task, haven't you?

Thinking about it, Mu Su lowered his head and looked at the white net arc on his wrist.