Hammond looked up in surprise, and his companions behind him stared at each other in surprise and cheered in low voices.

For people like them who are dispensable in the Crystal Spirit Empire, being able to have a strong backer in this universe is more important than everything.

Because that's the only way to live!

They are now well aware of their position, they are just a bunch of poor pawns, and the Imperial Senate will only pick them up and use them when they need them.

Once they have no use value, they will be left unattended in this red area for years as they are now.

Even their necessary supplies of living materials have been cut off!

If they weren't smart enough to directly connect with human civilization, their result would be to wait for death slowly!

Even the possibility of waiting for death slowly is an extravagant hope.

After all, there are not only their managers in these red planets, but also prisoners with an even larger base!

Even though these prisoners are locked in cage-like armor, they still need food and drink to replenish their essential elements.

Without supplies, they can guess with their toes what these hungry prisoners will do!

"You accept our request?" Hammond asked uncertainly, as the group of crystals behind him looked up at the 'humans' on the ship.

"Yes, we accept your request. But in the same way, after accepting your request, you also need to obey our rules, and all your original rules of conduct will be null and void!"

The nanobot in the center looked at the crystal spirit below with an indifferent expression, and continued: "Now, notify everyone on the planet to assemble, and we will issue a new law in 12 hours!"

Subsequently, the three nanobots walked back to the ship without looking back under Zero's control, only to throw out a timer the moment they entered the ship.

Although they understand the calculation of time by the crystal spirits, since this group of crystal spirits has chosen to take refuge in them, they need to abide by their time laws.

The human ship departed, and Hammond and his colleagues stared at the falling timer, which read the standard Crystal Spirit script.

Looking at the timer that was rapidly reversing, Hammond breathed a sigh of relief and said in a relaxed tone: "Everyone, we finally don't have to worry about our future lives, although we have taken refuge in foreign ......."

Hammond was about to explain, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the cheers of his colleagues around him.

"Haha, finally don't have to worry about living a life, damn the Senate, they think we can only wait to die without their support?" A small, bamboo-like spirit laughed wildly.

"Those rotten old fellows, who cares about us except to be pampered? If we want to live, we must get rid of them!"

"Yes, I was really worried that the other party wouldn't agree just now, but I didn't expect them to be very talkative, no matter what their purpose is, as long as our goal is achieved!"

Listening to everyone's excited and joyful discussions, Hammond opened his mouth and sighed happily for a while, with a complicated expression.

He was glad that there was nothing wrong with the decision to join humanity, at least not one of them resisted.

Sighing, the cold-bloodedness of the Senate made him feel cold.

"Perhaps, it's just that I'm thinking too much, we just want to live!" Hammond muttered inwardly, and then announced loudly, "Okay guys, I know you're all happy right now, but it's not the time to be happy, we still have things to do!"

He interrupted the cheers and said loudly, "I don't know what the meaning of the order given by our new leader is, but this is the first order given to us by the other party, I don't want anything to go wrong, now you all go back to your own planet and integrate all the prisoners." "Rotten Books Network

Hammond's words gradually calmed down the excitement of everyone, and now they have the motivation to live, which undoubtedly gives them a powerful boost to the heart when they are still confused.

"No problem, I'll go back now, and I think the prisoners will be happy because they can get new supplies again!" said one of the administrators with a smile, confident that he would make the news public when he returned.

The prisoners will rejoice as well.

What kind of life has been spent in the past few years, those prisoners know all too well. Although it is not that no supplies were given to them at all, because of the lack of support, the share was directly reduced by more than half.

If it weren't for the material trade with humans in the first place, many administrators would have directly cut off the delivery of supplies to those prisoners.

……

After all of his fellow managers left, Hammond glanced at the timer in his hand and went straight to the planet's management center.

As the planet management center of the mining area, although it does not look luxurious, it is full of technology, and the white architectural color gives people a simple and bright feeling.

"Ellie, reboot the smart terminal, level 1 authorization, identity information Hammond Reynolds, scan. Hammond stepped into the management center, and the floor was as smooth and bright as white porcelain, almost reflecting Hamon's appearance.

As Hammond's voice fell, a stream of blue electrons swept down the walls and floors of the white building, followed by a crisp synthesized electronic sound.

"Identity information confirmation, welcome, Hammond manager, the smart terminal is restarting, the terminal currently has 23% of the remaining energy, in order to turn off the attached function to reduce energy consumption, the core function catalog that is still running has been sent to your eyes. ”

Accompanied by an electronically synthesized sound, a virtual screen popped out in front of him, and the relevant information on the screen appeared to his eyes.

"Turn on all the features, turn on the planet's internal communication channels, and connect all the mobile cages. Hammond did not hesitate, and after deciding to join humanity, he believed that energy was no longer his concern.

Just as Hammond turned on the communication channel, all the prisoners in steel armor on the entire planet, whether they were working or resting, found themselves in a new message popping up from the rudimentary armor on their bodies.

The information comes from the Planetary Management Center.

Before they could figure out what was going on, Hammond's voice came through their built-in speakers.

"Attention all prisoners, immediately put down their work and assemble in Area B outside the control center, there will be a transport spaceship to pick you up in three minutes!"

Hammond's words made many prisoners stunned, as a member of the Empire, even if they are prisoners, they know very well that their future destiny is to wear this set of steel armor that cannot be taken off for a lifetime, and then dig mines for a lifetime!

But Hammond's current order confuses them, and even many prisoners don't even know where the so-called control center B is!

Regardless, none of the prisoners resisted after receiving Hammond's notice, but honestly put down their work and waited for the arrival of the transport ship.

They didn't have too complicated minds, after all, in this mobile cage, even if they had any ideas, it wouldn't help.

The only thing that can be done is to go to the control center B and check the situation as instructed.

Of course, some of these prisoners have not been here for a few years, and they are a little excited when they hear the news.

Unlike those who have been on this planet for more than a decade, these newcomers still have some hope for freedom, and the Empire was still at war before they arrived.

Now that they have been called over, there may be a glimmer of hope to get out of trouble!

In their opinion, instead of dying in this mobile cell with a lifetime of labor, it is better to be sent to the battlefield, at least to die neatly and without suffering!