Chapter 71 Quietly

What made Charens feel fortunate is that Mo Grean has not left his room since that night, which also relieved Charens, who was worried that Mo Grean would do something unexpected.

However, Charens has also made his own preparations. For example, his other bodyguards are near Mo's room. If he intends to leave, these guards will stop him at the first time - by any means.

It's not that Mo Cong noticed something or suddenly calmed down, but that he suddenly found that the development of science and technology brought about the high development of game imaging technology. Mo Cong has now been addicted to a super online game "Cosmic War" across the universe, using the health module and virtual reality technology to integrate the game's same It will not harm the player's health.

Like Charens, others are also quietly waiting for the arrival of Mary Monroe... Although it is not necessarily possible for someone to win the beauty after this concert - in fact, there are more people who have returned without success before - but seizing every opportunity is the mentality of those who achieve great things.

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A small spacecraft broke through the atmosphere of Apocalypse and slowly landed on the ground, but it landed not at any air port, but a wild park.

However, the illegally landed spacecraft did not disturb the Apocalypse Air Defense Guard at all, and the planet's self-defense system was also not activated, as if the most advanced radar had completely lost its effectiveness.

After the spacecraft landed in an open space in the forest, a floating vehicle drove out of the spacecraft and headed for the city.

In the floating car, a girl about 18 years old is calmly looking out of the window at the dense virgin forest.

It seems to be a finely carved and perfect statue. A face that seems to exist only exist in the most beautiful fantasy of human beings appears in reality. God does have bias when creating people, so some people are born in rich families, and some people are born with poverty. Some people are tall and handsome, and some people are short and clown, but Such a lack of existence seems to be deliberately created by God's painstaking efforts, and such a boutique has exhausted God's energy, so such existence will only be unique.

With this face, it is the dusty temperament of the empty valley orchid, like a lotus flower that can only be seen from afar and cannot be played, but the girl's faint smile exudes unspeakable affinity, which makes people can't help but want to approach... This is not in evil thoughts**, but an instinctive pursuit of beauty. Ideas of good things.

Next to the girl, there is a woman about 27 or 28 years old, equipped with a pair of black-framed glasses, with a strong woman from the inside out.

With the contrast of the girl next to her, the woman's posture is obviously much worse. It seems that she also understands this, so she specially wears some rustic black-framed glasses - she wears flat glasses.

The driver was an expressionless middle-aged man, driving quietly like a robot, as if the perfect girl behind him was not attractive to him.

The floating car soon left the virgin forest, and soon the city appeared in the sight of everyone.

"Is it still the same as before?" The professional woman calmly looked at the perfect girl and asked.

"Well," the girl whispered, as beautiful as a nightingale: "Maybe I can't help everyone, but I want to help the people I see as much as possible."

The professional woman nodded and seemed to be used to it.

The driver lowered his flight altitude and almost entered the city close to the ground - as I said before, the closer people are to the ground, the worse their living conditions are. As for those who have no choice but to live underground, it is not enough to describe them as miserable.

Just as war is accompanied by human beings to write history, poverty is also a topic that has never disappeared in history.

A developed planets like Apocalypse are everywhere in the universe, and naturally this planet has not got rid of poverty.

When flying close to the ground, the girl thought that it would be the same as the planet she had seen before. The streets were full of doless poor people. They didn't even know how to spend their daily time and their surplus energy, and mental poverty and emptiness also led to the suicide rate in the slums always higher than the average. Multiple percentage points.

But this time the girl guessed wrong for the first time.

People on the street are wearing new clothes, full of energy and smiling, and the air is full of joy. The streets are full of literacy spots, teaching people basic knowledge, and some abandoned office buildings and factories in the ground floor buildings seem to have been reopened. The busy figure looks like living. The ordinary class in the middle of the building, not the desperate slum.

You should know that what Mo Grean smashed down on the apocalypse is the annual fiscal revenue of the planet owned by Charens. Using the annual fiscal revenue of a rich planet of the Star Empire to develop an ordinary and prosperous small planet, the natural effect is excellent.

This is not the result of Mo Grean's walk after two hours of meals. Even if he is Superman, he can't do so many things in a short time. What he does is actually very simple. He hired some aspiring but uncapital elites with 1 million given by Charens, and then mobilizes them to fight Prince Charens. In the name of borrowing and overdraft, Mo Gree hid aside and drank tea leisurely.

"Is this really a slum?" The girl looked out of the window and muttered in surprise.

The professional dress woman also seemed to be a little confused. She took out something similar to a mobile phone and said, "The information should not be wrong. This is indeed the slum of Apocalypse."

The girl saw the two old men talking about something with tears on the street, so she said faintly, "Can you turn on the loudspeaker?"

The driver calmly pressed a button, and the sound outside the car was clearly transmitted to the car.

"His Royal Highness Prince Charens is really a good man. If it hadn't been for him, my old bones would have been... Alas..." An old man said movedly.

"Who said no, old man," another old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Well, how nice it would be if we were the people of His Royal Highness Prince Charence..."

"Yes...what a pity..." The first old man sighed helplessly.

The driver turned off the loudspeaker, and just this phrase has got enough information.

"Prince Charens?" The girl repeated curiously that although she had not met, she had a certain good impression on the great man.

"Prince Charens?" The professional woman repeated strangely: "Is it Charence Cran, the third prince of the Star Empire?" As far as I know, he doesn't seem to be able to do such a thing.

"Go and find out what's going on." The driver said calmly, and from his tone, he was obviously not an ordinary driver.

"Although I don't know what the hell is going on, I guess it's another boring situation of hospitality." The professional woman held her glasses and said disdainfully.

"It's wrong to suspect others casually." The girl whispered.

"Haven't you remembered the lesson yet? There have been so many times before," the professional woman sighed helplessly, "Menglian, you are just not good at this. You always think too well of people. Sooner or later, you will suffer losses."

This perfect girl is actually a cosmic idol, Marilu Monroe!