In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1641

"I know."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and ended the conversation with Deng Shentong.

He already knew the nature of the other party's organization. It seemed that they might come to recruit him to join the organization.

Zhang Yi was not opposed to being recruited, provided that there were enough benefits.

As for the gift the other party mentioned, it was probably the benefit of joining the organization.

After confirming that there was no danger around, Zhang Yi took the initiative to show up in front of Bratt.

"What do you want to give me when you come to see me?"

Zhang Yi asked directly. He didn't like to beat around the bush with others, especially strangers who didn't know the intention.

Bratt looked at Zhang Yi with a smile on his face.

"We know that you will face a very difficult battle next! So I hope to provide you with some help."

He stretched his hand to the back, and a fully armed soldier came over with a box.

Zhang Yi frowned, "Just stand there!"

He did not let the soldiers get closer, but quietly opened the dimensional door. If the situation was not good, he would run away immediately.

Brat had never seen such a steady person, and was speechless.

He thought, if I, an ordinary person, dare to mess with you, a Black Chariot-level alien, wouldn't that be pure death?

"Okay."

Brat was also helpless, but he still reached out to open the heavy black metal box himself.

As the box opened, a transparent square box appeared in front of Zhang Yi.

An extremely familiar breath made Zhang Yi's blood tremble.

Inside the transparent box, there was a fist-sized silver crystal with a mysterious luster flowing on it.

That was the breath of the source of God.

Zhang Yi's heart was shocked. He did not expect that the gift the other party mentioned was so valuable!

You know, after the end of the world, many big countries would not hesitate to start a war in order to compete for a share of the source of God!

One source of God represents an Ipsilon-level alien.

The Tong Organization actually gave this thing to Zhang Yi as a gift?

Zhang Yi needs it very much now, because there are many people around him who need to improve their strength so that they can provide him with help in future wars.

However, despite his excitement, Zhang Yi still looked at Bratt very cautiously.

"Source of God? You want to give this thing to me?"

He couldn't believe it.

Bratt smiled slightly: "Yes, Lord Chaos. This is the gift from our Tong Organization to you!"

Zhang Yi thought about it and said seriously: "Does accepting it mean that I want to join your organization?"

Bratt smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, no, we will not recruit members in such a clumsy way. Well, let's put it this way, there are many people like you in our organization."

"Even if you want to join the Tong Organization, you must be reviewed by our committee."

"We just want to help you win this crucial war."

"In addition, if you can perform outstandingly, we will consider inviting you to join."

Zhang Yi's mouth twitched.

Good guy, is this Tong Organization so arrogant?

After all, he is also a Black Chariot-level alien, and there are only a handful of them in the world, but the Miwide Bratt in front of him doesn't seem to take him too seriously.

This is a misunderstanding of Zhang Yi.

The admission rules of the Tong Organization are very strict. Even in the end times, strength is only part of the test criteria.

If there is no way to meet their core requirements, no matter how strong the strength is, they will resolutely refuse to admit the person.

This has a lot to do with the core rules of their Tong Organization.

However, only a few members above level 30 know this rule, even in the Tong Organization.

Zhang Yi doesn't care about that. His eyes have been attracted by the Source of God.

Why not take something given to you for free?

"Then I would like to thank you for your kindness!"

Zhang Yi said with a smile, and then he raised his hand, and the box containing the Source of God floated directly from the soldier's hand, and then sank into Zhang Yi's space.

Bratt put his right hand in front of him, bowed and saluted slightly.

"Mr. Montesquieu, acting president, greets you! I wish you a great victory in this battle!"

After that, Bratt turned around and got on the armed helicopter, leaving Tianhai City without any nostalgia.

Zhang Yi was left standing there in a daze.

He had never dared to think of such a good thing.

But he didn't expect that he would actually encounter it today.

"Who cares? I'll take it if I give it to you. This is what you insisted on doing.Give it to me, I don't care if you use it to make trouble in the future. "

Zhang Yi doesn't want to think too much. The most important thing for him now is to improve his strength, so of course he has to accept the Source of God.

But who should he give it to?

Lu Keran, Yang Xinxin, or someone else?

Uncle You and Fatty Xu have low talent limits. Even if they reach Ipsilon using the Source of God, it will take a long time, and the upper limit is also limited.

Lu Keran's ability is mainly in the field of engineering and cannot be directly applied to combat.

Although Yang Xinxin's rule-based ability is very powerful, she has never cared much about improving her ability index.

The next battle could happen at any time, and Zhang Yi must find a way to use this important resource to improve his strength.

He thought about it and looked at the dark silver ring on his right hand.

Feeling the breath of the source of God, the ring also trembled slightly, which was the instinctive desire of creatures to evolve to a higher level.

An idea has long been in his mind.

That is to use the source of God or the spirit of sacrifice to upgrade the sword in the tree to the level of Ipsilon!

"Improving my weapon can maximize my strength. That's it! "

Zhang Yi was not in a hurry to absorb the source of God, but returned to the shelter first and called Zhou Ke'er to do a strict test.

After confirming that there was no radioactive substance or other harmful substances in the source of God, he released the sword in the tree with confidence.

The moment the sword in the tree was released, it greedily rushed towards the silver gem, and then quickly wrapped it up, madly absorbing all the evolutionary power in it!

After a while, the sword in the tree absorbed it.

It turned into a limp branch on the ground with satisfaction, immersed in the pleasure brought by this delicious divine substance.

"This thing is already brain dead, and now it is a real vegetable with only instincts. It will take a long time for it to be promoted to Ipsilon under natural circumstances."

"If there is a way to help it grow faster, that would be great!"

Zhang Yi said softly.