Chapter 251

"Holy shit, how did this happen?"

"Did the Foundation do this? Or did those monsters do it?"

"No, cutting such a large piece from a planet without causing a geological disaster, this is a miracle no matter how you look at it, right?"

"Just this scene alone, whether it was done by the Foundation or not, shows that before they officially stepped into the interstellar civilization, they already had the ability to annihilate stars—any planet cannot withstand this level of surgery."

"If I woke up early the next day and found such a deep pit next to my house, I would probably think that a real estate company was going to build a spectacle here."

"Don't mess around, if a real estate company has this level, it would be better to build an interstellar spectacle directly."

"..."

Xianzhou "Luo Fu," Divine Strategy Mansion.

Jing Yuan lay on his side on the seat, his eyebrows slightly frowned, recalling the scene that flashed by just now.

The cross-section of that abyss was too smooth, which was very abnormal. Even if he summoned the Divine Lord and gave the earth a slash, he wouldn't be able to make this effect.

If it were a high-power laser, perhaps it could be justified.

But the Foundation in the footage obviously didn't have the technological level to build starships and install lasers of such power.

"In the end, is it still some anomaly... or 'Deus Ex Machina'?"

Moving mountains and filling seas, like a god!

The helicopter's rotor cut the air, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—", like the sound of a lawnmower, and also like a super-sized fly.

Inside the cabin, Foundation Level 4 Agent Robert was fully armed.

He was wearing a combat "027" suit, with a fully enclosed protective helmet on his head, gloves and clothes integrated, not exposing his skin, and even his neck was completely wrapped.

Other agents sat leisurely in their original seats, leaning against the cabin wall, humming a small tune with a very country style.

"Country roads, take me home;"

"To the place I belong;"

"..."

They sang well, but Robert didn't want to listen.

He cast his gaze outside the cabin. Chaotic communities swept backward one by one, and there were still sporadic human figures moving on the ground.

The figures wandered aimlessly, and there was no difference in behavior from those infected by the "Zombie Virus."

Unlike the infected.

Those brainless guys, hearing the roar of the helicopter, would only go crazy and approach, gathering around, trying to hunt.

They hid early, avoiding the plague god, as if the helicopter would open fire and strafe at any time.

"Almost there."

The helicopter pilot roared with all his might.

Before his voice fell, Robert and his comrades raised their guns at the same time, aiming at the distance, their reaction time fast enough to be ignored.