To the Templars, humans in the Occupied Territories were slaves, working, serving, venting, and even eating. [Ran^Text^Library] []. []. Read the full text of the latest chapter (.marshmallow)

However, after seeing the crops of the earth, the Templars learned that humans had unparalleled skills in growing food, so they issued a fasting order, warning all races not to eat slaves anymore, and to gather slaves in captivity, one area after another, to grow food, and to raise livestock.

To tell the truth, the Protoss has been high above and has no desires, but they are still very picky in their appetites, but they have been conquered by the rich ingredients of the earth and the amazing cooking skills of all kinds of chefs, and they have begun to pay attention to the scarce number of human beings and not to kill.

But in the course of the occupation, not surprisingly, half of them were also killed as a joke.

In the negotiations, Quan Baisong proposed the condition of returning the captives to human captives, but Dunst did not agree, and the soldiers of the Divine Servant Alliance, who can only fight and are not outstanding, are really not as useful as these farmers at this critical juncture when they have just occupied the earth.

But the thirty complete godheads that Quan Baisong said immediately afterwards made him unable to refuse.

It can be said that if the Protoss warriors fall, it will only be a matter of face, and if the godhead can be recovered, it is equivalent to a loss at all.

As long as time passes, the same number of Protoss will appear, after all, there are no less than 10 million people of the Protoss who have not reached the god level.

Therefore, in the end, after a day of detailed consultations, the human race exchanged 550,000 captured Divine Servants and 32 intact Godheads for eight Beetle-class transport ships to enter the Templar occupation zone and select 700,000 people at will.

These eight ships can fly over the occupied zone at will, and all Templar territory except for Heaven's Gate is unimpeded, provided that these eight ships do not have weapons of mass destruction on board, and similarly, all Templars in the region will cooperate.

Without further ado, after the contract was signed, countless talents from all walks of life boarded the eight emptied transport ships, and they would enter the enemy-occupied zone as a scale for selecting talents.

For the continuation of human civilization and the cultural inheritance of mankind for thousands of years, they have a great responsibility on their shoulders.

The culture of the earth is not the inheritance of a country or a race, and only the world composed of countless brilliant nations is the world of the earth.

Therefore, if only the Chinese civilization is inherited, it will be an irreparable regret for Chu Heng and the scholars.

A beetle-class transport ship numbered five slowly landed on the water next to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, and those people of all races who were wandering around in the city of San Francisco looked at this human spaceship in amazement, but they had already received instructions from above, knowing that it would not hurt them, so they could do what they were doing with peace of mind.

All the hatches of the Beetle-class transport ship were open, and it was full of small landing ships on standby, and there were less than three hundred people here who were soldiers of the Army of Hope, and the remaining four or five hundred people were all people who had made achievements in all aspects of picking people, and one of them was the most conspicuous.

A fat man in a blue-black engineering uniform with the rank of colonel on his shoulders.

Yang Zhao.

Guangming Cheng, Deputy Chief Engineer of Electronic Information, General Science and Technology Department of the Research Center.

The development of the special mecha that he and Lu Miao were responsible for had come to an end, and when he learned that there was a matter of selecting talents, he volunteered to be responsible for the selection of talents in electronic technology, and Chu Heng also knew that this little fat man was suffocating, so he also filmed it.

A major captain said: "You all have your own purpose for this trip, and my request is that within three days, the entire northern part of California will be screened for me, and you will go and empty the libraries of Stanford, San Francisco, California and other institutions for me now, and sift people one by one according to the points on the map." ”

Countless landing capsules scattered like bees.

This map is the latest information taken by satellite and Dunst, in order to let these humans graze and grow crops, they divided the human population of 3,000 to 5,000 into a group, responsible for an area, so the whole California is centered on San Francisco and Los Angeles, divided into two large parts of the north and south, the United States has less than 30 million people, and there are 5 million here, so it became the first stop. （）

San Francisco belongs to the 1101 Reclamation Group.

The regiment, which consisted of 4,000 men and 200 tall centaurs, was centred on a small abandoned village and was responsible for the cultivation of the surrounding land, which was now barely planted with barley, but there was very little suitable land in the whole of California, and although they toiled every day, they were always worried that if they did not pay enough food, they would be wiped out again.

There are only about two dozen buildings in this small village, most of which are occupied by centaurs, and only three small buildings are for human use, and they are also occupied by a gang of gangsters among the 4,000 people, most of whom are self-built huts and tents.

At noon, everyone got off work and went home, a small group of centaurs according to the area, a hundred people threw down two crazy black breads, and left.

No region was treated like this by centaurs, so a captain was gradually elected to be in charge of distributing bread.

Old Harder beckoned some of the young lads to come and bring in the two baskets of bread, but just as the lads had put their hands on the dusty basket, some of the negroes came up and unceremoniously put their hands in, and fished out some of the most complete and clean breads, and went away.

"Didn't you pay your taxes this week? Give it back! A mixed-race young man punched over, but because of the long-term nutritional imbalance, coupled with the work of the morning, he was originally tall and big, and he actually punched the air, and several black people reacted and kicked him to the ground, and then there was a beating, and after the beating, he said: "Master Bedoko, I'm not full, and I will increase taxes!" Who still has an opinion! ”

A few young men were unwilling to rush forward, but they were stopped by the old Hadra and shook their heads.

A few black boys didn't want to make too much of a fuss, so they invited the centaurs, and they had no good fruit to eat, so they walked away with a mocking look.

"Uncle Hard!" A few young men shouted dissatisfied, convinced of the bruised Sox.

Those men just took ten portions of bread!

"Forget it, they have more than thirty strong men, and they can eat enough at once, what about us? Every meal is half-full, and they can't beat them together, and if the movement is too big to attract centaurs, they will cut them with a knife regardless of the reason, bear with it. ”

"Patience! Endure! When is it a head! ”

A few more people who came over also sighed when they heard the words of these young people, but there was no way, in this world, people are already the lowest.

More than 100 people gathered around two baskets of bread, which is just the amount of 30 or 40 adults barely fed, and it is divided among 120 people, which is already a pitiful few, not to mention that a few pieces were snatched away, and no one could get 145 grams of bread originally, but now it is more than 100 grams, mixed with underwater stomach, it can only be said that they are not hungry, and they don't know what it feels like to be full at all.

"On such a day, if you live hard, sooner or later, if you don't get killed, you will starve to death." A young man complained.

"I heard that the whole of America has fallen, and I don't know what the world is like."

A red-haired woman in her thirties gathered the people together and said, "Hold on, I tell you, humanity is not extinct yet." ”

This woman is in her thirties, and her whole body looks a little shriveled because of long-term malnutrition and not having enough food, but looking at that face, if she eats better, she is also a beauty.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they said, "Yes, Barbera, you're a linguist, haven't you heard anything these days?" ”

"I've barely been able to understand these centaurs these days, and I know from their conversations that they're trying to take over the planet."

"We all know, I just know where else to resist."

The red-haired woman said with hope on her face: "It's not just about resisting, they say that they have suffered heavy losses with more than two million casualties in one battle. ”

"Holy! Such a powerful centaur killed and injured two million people, where is it so powerful, I say, it is impossible for humanity to be wiped out so easily! ”

"I don't understand it very well, but they repeat two names over and over again."

"Hopefully, Beijing."

The red-haired woman spat out these two words in Chinese and said: "Hope is the meaning of hope in Chinese, and the capital is the capital of the Chinese people!" I guess it's the Huaxia people who are still resisting! ”

When everyone heard this, their interest weakened a little, but Harder said firmly: "No matter where! As long as the will of humanity to resist remains, we have hope! ”

"That's right! hope！ ”

After eating this lunch with a glimmer of hope, the people hurried to sleep, and had to go to work in the afternoon, but not long after they lay down, they were called by the loudspeaker of the village.

"Everyone, everyone immediately assemble at the highway crossing, remember, it's everyone, after half an hour, whoever doesn't arrive will be killed."

It was shouted in broken English, and everyone could understand it.

"What kind of wind are these centaurs smoking?"

"That's it! If we are still working in the afternoon, we can't have a good rest. ”

But complaining is complaining, and the last killing makes them a clever one, and they all get up and go to the highway intersection of the original village to meet.

When they came to the entrance of the highway, more than 4,000 people crowded the place, but the centaurs around them did not speak, but just circled around them, so that they did not dare to move.

"It's not like they're going to gather us together and kill us, aren't they going to eat people?"

"Who knows, if they have the intention of killing, I will directly touch my neck and not be guilty of this crime."

"Wait, look, what's that!"

While there was a lot of talk, two landing ships flew in from afar.

One, two, all of them found out, and they raised their hopeful eyes to look at the two landing ships flying out of the sky

"With such a strong sense of science and technology, it's our human beings!"

"Did you pick us up?"

The two landing ships stopped side by side on the road, the hatches opened, and two mechs more than three meters high came down.

"How is this so similar to that mecha in Avatar!"

"Don't you see it, it's people inside, human beings!"

Escorted by two mechs, several people walked down, they talked to the centaurs, but the language was not clear, these centaurs did not have a high level of English, and the general announcement was just read by the current translator.

Barbera, the red-haired woman, suppressed her inner excitement, used all her strength, squeezed out of the crowd, ran forward, and shouted in Chinese: "I understand Chinese, I understand the language of centaurs!" ”

Several centaurs did not understand, and made a gesture to kill the woman with their javelins.

The mecha was quick to block the centaur's weapon, and then the pilot inside looked at the centaur viciously, and the centaur gave up.

I saw a fat man hook his hand and let the red-haired woman pass.

Barbera knew if she could get out of the clutches, so she watched it once!

She no longer wants to live this kind of life when she is tired and tired every day, has no food and clothing, and her life is not guaranteed.

If she didn't look at these weapons that looked advanced to bursting, she would rush at that fat man, and she knew that if she went with them, she would definitely not suffer!

"What's your name, and you speak the lingua franca of the Templar?"

Yang Zhao is worried, there are not many students trained by Libeya, and even fewer can be independent, this time with the transport ship coming over two, how could it be possible to follow his small landing ship, I thought that these people in charge of management would not embarrass them when they got the news, but who knows what these centaurs seem to be doing with the comparison.

At this time, a thin woman covered in dirt suddenly appeared and said that she could say their words, and Yang Zhao was of course very happy.

"My name is Barbera Genolin, I am Mexican-American, I am a Ph.D. in linguistics from Stanford University, I can speak Chinese, English, French, and Japanese.

Yang Zhao saw that although this woman was very thin, but the eyebrows were still very beautiful, he was a person who liked big plates of foreign girls, seeing such a woman who wanted to have breasts and buttocks, he felt a little pity, pulled the woman's red hair, and then took out a box like a trick, which was still steaming dumplings, which had just been cooked on the landing ship.

"A doctor is so miserable, it's unreasonable, look at your skinny, eat something." Yang Zhao handed it over, Barbera saw that the dumplings were still hot, her eyes were straight on the spot, she ignored the chopsticks handed over, and grabbed them with the black hand that couldn't see the skin color at all and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Meat, meat filling~" Barbera ate three or four dumplings in her mouth, and the full mouth of pork and green onion filling made her cry directly with happiness.

She didn't expect that in this life, she would be able to eat such delicious.

"This woman is reincarnated by a starving ghost." Yang Zhao unscrewed his kettle with a smile, looking at the choked and rolling his eyes and reluctant to spit Barbera, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, he pinched the woman's mouth and poured the water into it.

"Ah~" This woman can be regarded as swallowing the contents of her mouth.

Everyone watched Barbera swallow the food made of white noodles, and they all subconsciously swallowed saliva, but they couldn't understand what they said, after all, they didn't understand Chinese.

After Barbera ate more than a dozen without panting, Yang Zhao snatched the lunch box and said, "Don't eat any more, don't eat bad." ”

Yang Zhao was afraid that this beauty would suddenly eat too much and be prone to bad stomach.

Then he smiled and pointed to the dumplings with black marks everywhere in the lunch box, and said, "It's all like this, it's all yours, don't worry." ”

Barbera relieved herself, and then embarrassedly wiped the oil on her mouth and the tears of happiness left behind.

"Gotta bring her a basin of water and wash it."

After Barbera washed up, Yang Zhao was even more amazing, this woman, as long as she eats for ten days and half a month, she is a big beauty, I like it.

"Who are you?" Barbera asked.

"You will naturally know who we are in a while, as long as you can speak the words of these people, I guarantee that you will have meat to eat in the future!"

Barbera patted the still small round and said, "Promise to complete the task." ”

Yang Zhao said without a straight face: "Tell these nondescript things, just say that I am a member of the Army of Hope, and I have negotiated with their boss to come and pick people, why are you still embarrassed for us!" ”

Yang Zhao was originally a well-being character, he was dedicated to learning in Guangming City, and the clothes on his body in Guangming City could be said to be respectable everywhere he went, and he was already a little fluttering. So this time I came out on a mission-like mission, of course, I won't take these centaurs into account.

The Dawn-class mecha I designed, not to mention these centaurs, even those Protoss, are all cut in one piece.

Barbera's eyes lit up, and the meaning in these words couldn't be more obvious, they were saved!

But after all, her Templar Lingua Franca was not very coherent, and she worded the words, even by analogy, to make the meaning clear.

Listening to the centaur's words, Barbera turned back and said, "He said that they were given orders, but they had production tasks, and if you picked one person, they would have to lose a share of the output, and they would have to compensate for it. ”

"What!" After Yang Zhao finished scolding, he hurriedly said: "Don't turn this over." ”

"Of course not." Barbera covered her mouth and looked at the burly fat man with a smile.

"It's really pretty." Yang Zhao praised directly, Barbera's face flushed, and Yang Zhao said: "Fortunately, I was prepared, you told these miscellaneous pieces that I didn't pick a single person and left them fifty kilograms of flour." ”

After Barbera translated, the centaur smiled, stood on both sides, and motioned to Yang Zhao to be free, and they counted the number of people.

"Take it, stand aside and eat, I'm going to get down to business." Yang Zhao handed Barbera the lunch box with more than two dozen dumplings left, and then stood on the hatch and watched countless eager eyes move from the lunch box of dumplings to him, feeling a chill for a while.

How is it like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten for three days looking at a little sheep.

But he was also saddened, he knew that he was destined to take only a small number of people with him today, and most of them would have to stay here.

That's the reality.

The reality is beautiful and cruel.

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