Global Evolution: My Explosion Rate Is 100 Million Points High

Mont Saint-Michel is to the Gallic Chicken Country what the Sacred Mountain is to the Cherry Blossom Country.

They are all strange mountains, and there is a dojo on them.

Unlike the Shinto Shrine, which is regarded as a thorn in the official side of the Sakura Country, the Saint-Michel Monastery has a transcendent status in the Gallic Chicken Country, both among the people and the officials.

To quote Abel:

[The Abbey of Saint-Michel is the last underpants of our Gallic country! 】

Regarding the good fortune of being born in Mont Saint-Michel, Ye Bai was determined to win it, and it would not work for anyone.

But after some thought, he gave up the idea of ​​using force to plunder.

It's not that they are afraid of the power of St. Michael's Monastery, but that the Gallic Chicken Country is an ally after all, and its attitude towards being a younger brother is quite firm...

The food appearance should not be too ugly.

Therefore, on the way, he directly showed his cards to Abel and asked the Gallic Chicken official to choose one.

First, he used his luck to exchange Ye Bai for a favor. He could ask for anything as long as it was not outrageous.

Second, if you are unwilling to trade, it will not affect the relationship between buddies. When luck comes, everyone depends on their own abilities.

How could Abel be fooled? He didn't need to ask for instructions from the country, he just said directly——

Choose one, we choose one!

Then he used scouts to send a letter to the country, which quickly responded and said it agreed to the deal!

Just didn't ask for it.

This time, another letter came from China, and Ye Baicai asked about it again.

Owing a favor makes people uncomfortable.

"The letter didn't say how to use your favor."

Abel's expression was solemn.

Ye Bai was stunned and asked: "I didn't mention this, so why did you write so quickly? I'll be in a signal area soon, right?"

"This is exactly what I was about to tell you. The British Empire attacked our country's northwest border late last night and started an undeclared war!"

Britain's undeclared war on Gallic chicken?

Ye Bai's face changed slightly.

Gallic Chicken is in a fierce battle with the German country in the strait outside the eastern border. The British country invades the northwest border of Gallic Chicken Country.

Our little brother is under attack from both sides! This is it!

"Wait a minute, isn't Britain in the process of recovering rivers and mountains? How come it still has the energy to invade your northwest?"

Ye Bai looked at Abel with questioning eyes.

What he actually wanted to express was that Britain was just a small force harassing the border. You deliberately came to me to cry and complain. Fortunately, the big brother is cheating me with food and drink, right?

"I can't answer your previous question, but Britain is not a small country. It has a starting strength of at least 100,000 troops."

"Almost at the same time, Germany also increased its leverage in the eastern theater. I have reason to suspect that these two countries have secretly colluded with the intention of engulfing us!"

Abel gritted his teeth.

Ye Bai silently put away the telepathy, Abel did not lie.

That matter is a bit serious.

Britain, Gallic and Germany are all among the top ten powers. Among them, Britain has a clear lead in national power, and Gallic is slightly stronger than Germany.

If Britain and Germany wanted to attack Gallic Chicken, the latter would not have much room for resistance.

"In addition, the letter also said that a large number of powerful people have entered the country, and they seem to be heading towards the monastery..."

"Gan, I didn't tell you earlier!"

Ye Bai's expression suddenly changed, and he used a small movement technique to disappear directly in front of Abel.

If you dare to steal my luck, I will kill you!

But within a few seconds, Ye Bai reappeared next to Abel.

"If you have an acquaintance who can help you, come with me!"

Without giving Abel a chance to respond, he grabbed his clothes and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

…

In the western part of the Gallic Kingdom, there is an island not far from the mainland. There is a spectacular and sacred mountain peak standing in the center of the island.

This is the famous holy place in Gaul, Mont Saint-Michel.

The sea here is not calm, because it is between continental plates, and it can even be said to be rough.

But the sea that can be enveloped by Mont Saint-Michel is unusually calm.

The mountain has gentle breeze and white mist. It is isolated and independent, sacred and quiet.

But now, someone has destroyed this tranquility.

One after another figures came from the sea and stopped in the air in front of the mountain gate.

During tea time, the crowd gathered into a dark mass, and at a glance there were no less than a thousand people!

"Dangdang..."

The bells of the mountain monastery rang.

It's not rushed, it sounds nice, but it doesn't sound welcoming.

Figures dressed as priests came to the sermon venue from all over the monastery, looking at these uninvited guests with wary eyes.

In the crowd, someone stood out.

"Your Excellency Archbishop Sophia, I have something to ask. Can you come out and see me?"

The rumble of the voice dispersed the vast white fog.

"Squeak~"

The door of an inconspicuous stone house in the dojo opened automatically.

In full view of everyone, a woman wearing a large purple dress walked out, and a group of clergymen saluted, claiming to have seen the Archbishop.

His eyes swept across the visiting crowd, and he almost subconsciously avoided the eyes that came into contact with them.

Finally, she looked at the man who shouted.

"go ahead."

Fu Jing Fu Bo's voice.

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of the man who shouted, but he immediately regained his confidence.

As long as the Abbey of Mont Saint-Michel cooperates today, if it doesn't cooperate, then it will perish along with the Gallic Chicken Country.

As I, Charles, said, it won’t work even if God comes!

"We, Britain and Germany, as well as nine other countries, have formed an alliance to attack the Gallic Chicken Country."

"I want to know, will the Abbey of St. Michael take action?"

Charles's questioning tone.

In the dojo, the expressions of many clergymen changed with shock.

Sophia was indifferent, she didn't even think about anything, she just responded calmly.

"The monastery will not take action until the capital falls."

The meaning is obvious, you can fight all you want, but the Gallic chicken cannot destroy the country.

"Oh, Your Majesty the Archbishop may be disappointed."

Charles sneered and said unceremoniously: "The Gallic Chicken Kingdom lost its dignity to please the Dragon Kingdom, which is doomed to its demise. St. Michael's Monastery does not have the strength to change the outcome!"

"Your Majesty the Archbishop, why do you have to go against the general trend for a traitorous country? The destruction of the country by the Gallic Chicken will not affect your lofty status, will it?"

Faced with this undisguised threat, Sophia shook her head.

"Obviously, your vision is limited and you don't know where the general trend is."

"You~"

No one expected that Charles would be so angry that he would break his guard.

"Then I want to see how much better the archbishop's vision is than mine!"

Before she finished speaking, her fist rushed towards Sophia's face, revealing a person who had no British gentlemanly demeanor.

But it is undeniable that Charles's punch without warning was extremely powerful, and the energy it caused condensed into a thunderstorm.

Before the punch arrives, the doomsday vision will come first!

Extraordinary realm!

An unusual transcendent realm!

However, facing such a terrifying punch, Sophia still showed no joy or sadness.

She didn't make any response.