The Zerg race was almost wiped out under the joint efforts of the Empire and the Federation. With the mission of reviving the Zerg race, Philoria went to the Ancient Beast Planet to plunder excellent genes and reconstruct the Zerg race.
But I didn't expect that each of the orcs I encountered was more difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, she has a system, means, brains, and force.
Vest, change it!
Big cake, draw draw draw!
Make a pact, make a pact!
Gene? You'd be a fool not to run away if you get it!
Federal Admiral? Imperial Crown Prince? Pay off the remaining sins? Come on, come on, don't be afraid.
It's just that there are too many stacks of this vest, and it accidentally overturns, overturns, and overturns again.
Some people say: When you go out to hang out, your vest will fall off sooner or later. The more you stack it, the harder it will fall off.
Intention: Every action must have a price