Wujiang couldn't understand why Aimo was so nervous when the news of Richkov Will's death reached the camp, he had never seen the battle angel who had always sat firmly in the Diaoyu Tai show fluctuating emotions in front of anyone, let alone such a nervous expression.

On that day, Minsalo was urgently summoned to the Battle Angel, and after secretly delegating command to Minsalo in front of Boundless, Ammo took Boundless back to his home planet with him.

Back on the home planet, the underworld is no longer what it was when it left. From the tree hole inward, the outermost slum has been connected to the bottom three layers, some of which have been transformed into dry and soft caves, and some of which are directly connected to the ground, and the pipelines of the world's water supply system have been extended to cover the entire base layer, interspersed between the small but neatly arranged houses.

The skylight image was synchronized with the surface sky, and Aimo and Wujiang entered the tree hole in the bright midday sun, and the tree hole was unusually quiet at this time, except for the orcs who were still building and maintaining their dwellings, all the doors were closed.

Continuing down from the base floor, the city was restored to the same shape, and most of the original towering central churches were not restored to their original appearance after being destroyed by riots, but were transformed into a city operation center that was lower than the original church but still magnificent.

The entire Yecheng insect and orc settlement territory is no longer clearly distinguished, the originally sparsely populated settlement area is full of people at this time, and when the transparent shuttle cabin passes by at low altitude, Wu Jiang only observed that it was some newborn orcs and orc women who were taking care of them.

Outside the operation center, there is the noisiest place for people, Wujiang will look at it, although he has long known the governance model of the current Carmon world, but when he saw a cow child and a little insect man sitting side by side in front of the window looking at this alternative transparent airship, the psychological shock was unprecedented.

"Orcs reach adulthood quickly, and insect people become adults too slowly. In a few days, the worm will be saying goodbye to the calf. ”

Wujiang didn't expect that Aimo was actually in the mood to pay attention to the changes in the world below, so he hurriedly answered.

"Thanks to your ability to convince the God King at that time, they are where they are today."

"If you want to keep this state forever, it's not enough for me alone. Can you understand? ”

Wujiang seems to understand whether he understands or not, and the battle angels can't be relied on, do you have to rely on yourself? If it weren't for himself, what would Aimo mean by telling him?

In a trance, the shuttle cabin swept past Ye Cheng and entered the depths of the earthly world. The architectural style of the world below is the same as before, except for a few more orcs in the research center, everything else is still in order.

When you re-enter the core floor and turn from bottom to top, the scenery outside the Temple of the Divine King, where the four seasons coexist, comes into view again. If the changes in the earthly world were only a little ripple in Wujiang's heart, then the changes in Gulista when he met the God King again were like a storm.

The empty hall, the dim light obscured the mesmerizing opulence, and at the end of the stairs sat the Gulista on a chaise longue like a hill of dry wood, its slender body draped under a wide cloak.

When the waiter ushered Aimo and Wujiang in, the normally alert Gulista didn't even notice their arrival. It wasn't until the sound of Aimo deliberately slapping his clothes and kneeling neatly reached his ears that the edge of his slender head projected a gaze that was not as sharp as before.

Gulista shook off his cloak, and the colorful scales lost their former color, as if the ink wall skin had been peeled off by the sun, and he staggered down the steps and stood in front of Aimo and Wujiang who were kneeling.

"Duke Aimo, my battle angel, can you explain to me why I have two sons who died, both near the battlefield you dominate."

"Back to Your Majesty, I am also extremely saddened by the deaths of the two princes. It's just that the Blue Domain people are scheming, and they didn't expect to make such a decision. ”

Gulista was not moved in the slightest by the grief shown by Aimo, but turned murderously at the two people kneeling on the ground, and put a claw on the head of Wubian, and continued to ask Aimo.

"So, now that all the armies are under your command, tell me, what are you going to do next?"

"If I don't take revenge, I will take off the name of the angel of battle and apologize for my sin."

"Revenge? Well said, how to report? ”

"Destroying the Blue Domain civilization and enslaving their people is the best way to liquidate the hatred between the Great Prince and the Third Prince. Only, Your Majesty, now I have to advise you not to be blinded by the hatred before you. ”

"What do you mean? Let me guess, our battle angels are going to preach revenge with me and advocate peace at the same time? ”

"Your Majesty, I am not a pacifist myself, but not all wars require a frontal attack with warships. The Great Prince has proved to us that if you rush to send troops, even if you conquer the Blue Domain, you will definitely suffer heavy losses. ”

"Hmph, I think you've been using low-end weapons for a long time, forgetting that we still have skylight, a dark moon, and parasitic genes."

"Your Majesty, these are our Carmon's last hole cards, Skylight has been used, even if there is any left, the Blue Regions people have designated to fortify. What's more, if we do lay down the Blue Domain, what about Gaia? How do we go about fighting this galaxy with eight antimatter planets? ”

Gulista was speechless, perhaps that was what made him thinner and thinner. After pacing the wide God-King Hall three times, the Zerg crouched down in front of Aimo. Aimo also raised his head, looking up at the insect man who was half taller than himself.

"Aimo, my brother, I haven't checked your memories for hundreds of thousands of years, out of absolute trust in you. But in the past few years, I have lost two princes, and some doubts are in my heart day and night, maybe I am really old and do not have such a strong will to solve ......"

"Your Majesty does not need to say much, nor does he have to worry about me, I am absolutely loyal to Kamon, and in order to relieve His Majesty's anxieties, I am willing to give my thoughts and memories to you."

As he spoke, Aimo stretched out his glowing tentacles from behind his head to establish a mental connection with Gulista. But Gulista slowly soothed Aimo's head and signaled the tentacles to retract. Then he turned to face the boundless and touched the bull's head with his paws again.

As soon as Wujiang realized that Gulista might turn to check his memories, his mind involuntarily churned, and from the time it was transformed to the present, all the images that he had remembered and couldn't remember came out. It's like playing a movie that is fast-forwarded ten million times, and all the footage is played back at high speed, except for the plot of the Darkmoon Einsatzgruppen and the plot of communicating with Dundun and Hanis, which are played in slow motion twice.

Wujiang felt as if his life had been re-energized, and in just a few minutes, it seemed as if decades had passed, until Gulista had stopped.

After checking his memory, Gulista didn't seem to be pessimistic anymore, the scales on his body seemed to be about to regain their glory, flashing stars and shining brightly, and after making a gesture to make the two of them flat, he turned his back to the two with a little anger.

"Oh, cowman! Subject! Regardless of the perception, in the end, he did not join the aliens and the Dark Moon Einsatzgruppen. Aimo, it seems that your experiment was successful, huh? ”

"For the sake of Carmon, it is very convincing to do some experiments with a little controllable risk."

"I apologize for the previous mistrust. Go back to the front. ”

Wujiang didn't expect that Gulista, who had always been high, would be able to say such things in front of a battle angel in front of an orc himself. Wujiang didn't expect that Gulista could be so relieved after seeing through his mind from beginning to end and discovering those secrets that were enough to make him die ten thousand times. Wujiang only remembered that after checking his memory, the uneasy Gulista seemed to be a little relieved, and the already dim scales glowed again, until the moment they went out, the entire temple of the god king actually retreated from the gloom and became magnificent again.

As soon as he came out of the Temple of the God King, Aimo immediately returned to the camp, and Wujiang was stopped by Ai Rui to help meet all the orc chiefs. Under the atmosphere of superficial harmony between the various ethnic groups, the hidden problems are like the dark tide in the sea. The preemption of ecological resources is the first to bear the burden, the original ape patriarch Godan was found to be a traitor, and died in the war, the ape who seemed to be able to read through all the thoughts of orcs and could use various methods to overcome public opinion is no more. Each race wants its own species to have its own forest like the ape-men.

"Racial differences are not the same. The ape-man can climb the tree and trim the branches without the assistance of any production tools, while the lion-man will only crush the branches when he goes up. The ape-man lives in a tree, but the badger-man has to make a hole under the roots. The ape-man eats the fruit, but the sheep-man and the deer-man cannot control their people from eating the leaves. It's not that I won't approve it for you, it's that if I grant it to you, you won't be able to keep a forest at all, or even if you can, the entire race's ecological points will be used for this? This is something that managers will not allow. ”

For 5 days, Wujiang was refusing all kinds of strange requests, and the cattle people obviously felt that the attitude and tone of these patriarchs were not as respectful as before, and even some of the patriarchs had a little anger on their faces. Wujiang was bent on how to get things done, but he had already sensed that most people would not understand his position, and perhaps unknowingly he had offended many people, or even the entire orc group. This situation is even more helpless with the increase of power, perhaps, he is only suitable to be a warrior, Wu Boundless thought.

On the morning of the sixth day, Wujiang was awakened by a knock on the door as usual, and before dawn, Wujiang sat quietly for 10 seconds, ready to adjust his mind to meet the rejection meeting of the new day.

But the moment he gave the order to open the door, the thin figure that appeared at the door made him sleepy, his heart racing, and his blood was racing.

"Long time no see, borderless!"

"Well, long time no see, Hedge."