Gods and the Man Who Wants to Kill Gods

"So we're going to stay here for seven days?" Yuji frowned, his frowning brow trying to show his master's displeasure with his high-intensity three-dimensional image, but just as you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, Liu, as the culprit of all this, is still unconsciously trying to touch the bottom line of others.

"yes. The tone of the underwhelming—as always," I've consulted with the native race here. He beckoned to the humanoids in the distance, who had lost their recognizable racial traits from long hours of labor, "We'll be staying here for a while, and we'll have a pair of miners with children who have recently passed away. "

"You're really, impersonal. Judah said disgustedly.

"No, no, no, I'm kind, you'll understand, dear little gentleman. "

This conversation takes place when Stream decides to spend a lot of money on the Philosopher's Stone or Magic Mine for himself, and to be honest, despite Stream's many emphasis on the difference between them, Judah always thinks that there is no difference between them, and Stream only decides on the energy precision, energy level and purity of magic later, and this lesson makes Juji realize what the difference is between the two.

In short, in order to keep these magic stones from being wasted, the stream decided to stay here for a week, which is the ten days stipulated by the Federation.

In the past few days, it is natural that it is a dazzling moment for energy bars, and it has been almost a year since Juji followed this guy, from the Thunder Star Domain to the Federation, and now he is going to the territory of the magical Seventh Star Domain elf species, which is really a fast time.

Ryu is a human race that has always been casual, at least that's how Juji thinks for now, and it seems that he has always thought about where it is, and even this mooring was an unexpected decision. However, he really didn't know anything about the Ore Star, and it was a good opportunity.

The couple had no name, as inconspicuous miners on a mining planet that was almost unattended, they really had no sense of existence, the machinery here did not belong to them, all they had to do every day was to wait in the huge and bloated shield machine for a day, and then come down tired, the inside of the shield machine has a unified inscription of the basic magic circle, which can extract the life and activity energy of the personnel inside in equal proportions.

"It's a very efficient way, and it's fair compared to different intelligent species that can be lazy, isn't it?".

"This is simply writing the so-called eating humanoids on the bright side. "

"You're wrong. "This is already a good result, a long time ago, when the blood and tears of the real humanoid race were still used, you see that the different machines of the current Kezheng industry have ensured their survival to a large extent." "

"In fact, before such machines were created, the mortality rate of miners was high. "Stream looked at the humanoid couple who were going to work, they needed to walk on foot on this almost barren planet for three federations, due to the basic federal treaty, the climate on this mining planet was almost worthy of the basic line of survival, this planet has a long orbit, so the working hours are in accordance with the federal regulations, eight hours a day in the shield machine, every day life is the same boring.