Chapter 227 Old Tang, you are dreaming
Listening to Xia Mi's analysis, Lu Mingfei paused tapping the table and instinctively felt a bit of disgust towards these monsters.

As a Dragon King who was deeply influenced by Ultraman, he was naturally disgusted by this kind of monster that brought unprecedented disasters to a civilization that should have been thriving. This natural and man-made disaster that the civilization itself could not control seemed to be denying the existence of this civilization.

But no matter how much you think about it, you can't hate the monster to death.

"Your judgment is reasonable. Mechanical monsters are indeed capable of doing this. Maybe in the future I should consider how to attract the other party's attention and buy time for more people."

Lu Mingfei thought about it and added another sentence.

"But we also cannot stop space migration. Even the development of the Nibelungen should be carried out on an alien planet. After all, your fusion with Fenrir can force the opening of the Nibelungen around the world. There is no reason why an existence that can bring about the end of the world cannot do that."

After pressing send, Lu Mingfei waited for a long time this time.

He knew that Xia Mi was thinking, and he was thinking too at that moment.

If the attacking monster is really as Xia Mi judged, then blindly spreading fire is just sending groups of people to their deaths.

But staying on Earth is not a good idea. At present, there are at least two more waves of tough battles to fight. If we stay on Earth, we will most likely be reduced to ashes in the first wave.

So we have to think of a way to attract the enemy's hatred.

Tsk, how come humans have such a big daddy? I wish he only loved me.

Leaning on the soft mattress, Xia Mi curled her lips and deleted all her words of advice in the email. Now both Lu Mingfei and she were very busy, but most humans were doing nothing, as if they just needed to wait for the savior to arrange everything.

Human beings are like this. Their fathers only need to work hard to fight for their hope and promote technological progress, while they have to consider a lot more in their daily intrigues and ignorant lives.

Xia Mi’s idea was to simply leave the humans behind to attract fire and let them fend for themselves.

There are billions of people on Earth, and if you take those high-level talents along, there will only be a few million of them, which won't take up much space. Judging from the size alone, the Earth's population is more attractive than them. Based on the principle of pursuing efficiency in mechanical creations, the first wave of attacks will definitely be a larger group. If the remaining people are all stuffed into the Ultra Capsule at once, Lu Mingfei will feel much less pressure to protect them.

In the future, when Ultraman arrives and deals with the enemies, humans will also retain their most elite groups, and with the help of dragons, they will be able to reopen the splendid flower of civilization on the doomsday planet.

But Lu Mingfei wants it all. He won't ask others to sacrifice like him, just like he won't sacrifice these humans when faced with a choice.

Xia Mi has always been very unhappy and felt that humans were never worthy of her father's sacrifice.

And what's wrong with telling the truth? If people don't believe it, it's fine. But if they really believe it, I'm afraid the whole earth will be in chaos, and all kinds of messy factions and cults will pop up like mushrooms after rain.

It's not easy to be a father, Xia Mi sighed.

But even though she complained, Xia Mi knew that this was Lu Mingfei's character. He always had a great love for life, otherwise he would not have cared about her so much in the beginning.

"Well, I will do my part. Developing the Nibelungen that anchors the mobile carrier is the top priority. I will also focus on the alien planets in the future. In addition, I hope someone can help me continue to study the development of the Seven Kingdoms space. If my ideas are correct, maybe in the future I can achieve a seamless transition between the two Nibelungenen. That way, even if the enemy's attacks are scattered, you will have the means to counterattack."

It's tiring, but without your dad, you're at a loss as to what to do. You should give your dad some thought.

While typing on the keyboard, Xia Mi realized that she actually still had time to worry about Lu Mingfei, and she couldn't help but smile at herself.

Xia Paopao, who has been running around since she was a child and can abandon everything except her brother, now actually has the heart to care about other people.

"You can try. It's too late to do more now. We can only continue to study the branches based on the established general direction." After arguing about the idea proposed by Xia Mi for a while, Lu Mingfei didn't plan to disturb the girl anymore and sent out the message.

"Also, when the space program report is submitted, give me a copy as well. I happen to know a little bit about this, so I can add comments to it."

"Okay, I'll send you the news as soon as I have it."

Xia Mi looked at the clock.

These scientists who have just awakened are full of energy. Their young bodies at the age of twenty are not to be underestimated. It is not too much to ask them to produce their reports within one night.

"Well, take some time to rest."

"the same as you."

"It feels like things are changing so fast."

Putting down the computer, Lu Mingfei looked out the window.

Everything was dark except for the brightly lit buildings covered with a layer of protective netting. The wind with a slight smell of cement flowed into the house through the half-open windows, making people feel more awake.

Everything started to become busy, and the progress bar towards hope seemed to move forward a little at this moment.

"Busy, everyone should be busy."

Lu Mingfei placed his computer on the bedside table and was about to take out the alchemy model to start working on it when a pop-up window appeared on the computer screen.

Click~
I raised my hand to open it and saw that it was an unread message that I was particularly concerned about.

[Lao Lu, how are you doing in the United States? I heard about what you did, it's really awesome. If you have time, please send me some local specialties.]

Why didn’t you think of sending some local specialties to your buddies when you came back from the United States so happily?

Lu Mingfei smiled immediately, and swiped his fingers to see many other unread messages. He automatically replied to a wave of junior high school girls with the content of "You are a good person, but we are not suitable." There were other people in the unread messages.

[Although the pressure is great, the Eight Snake Families finally reached a consensus and will fully support you and the secret party. I heard that Eri wants to go through the admission procedures. Master Yue and I are really busy, so we can only trouble you. ]

[When will Xiaolu come back? Auntie, I bought you new clothes. You and Zihang have been wearing the same clothes all the time. It’s such a waste.]

It feels good to be thought of by others. Lu Mingfei looked at the long string of messages sent by Su Xiaoyan in just three days, put his hands on the keyboard, and replied softly.

[I'm very busy these days. I'll come back with my senior brother after a while, and then I'll be a good clothes hanger for Auntie.]

[I will take care of Eri's affairs. She is very obedient and popular. Also, as a brother, you should take some time out of your spare time to visit your sister, even if it's just a few phone calls.]

[Old Tang, you are dreaming. ]

(End of this chapter)