White Night removed the flow of information that had covered hundreds of years in the center of the Western Desert Wasteland, and not only the monks from the outside world felt it, but the desolate slaves also knew about it.

In a huge virtual venue, tens of billions of adult deserted slaves are projected here, sitting in a three-dimensional spherical shape, which seems to be crowded, but it is not noisy and does not seem crowded.

The venue is a regular ball, in the center of the ball, is a suspended virtual platform, around the virtual platform, there are holographic screens in all directions,

On the screen, there are mythical and legendary pictures, more than a dozen divine rainbows across the desert, galloping against the wind and stepping on the sword in the vast world, hundreds of miles in an instant, like gods and demons, look carefully, it is more than a dozen monks are rushing towards this area.

No one spoke, they were staring at the screen, no one needed to explain, and they could figure out what was going on with their toes.

These monks are not peacemakers!

Even if they arrived, they might declare peace, but they would impose conditions that the slaves could not accept.

"This is the picture transmitted back by the Explorer satellite this evening, everyone should understand, what does this mean?!"

On the platform, a middle-aged deserted slave was speaking, and his voice perfectly spread to every corner of the venue, falling on everyone's ears, and Bai Ye sat quietly under the stage to watch.

This slave is none other than Prometheus, who, for hundreds of years, has become the new supreme ruler of the slaves by virtue of his outstanding contributions.

"Understood!"

All the desert slaves replied in unison, and Bai Ye observed their expressions with interest, and none of them were timid.

Some people showed an expression of knowing that they would be like this, they all understood and knew that sooner or later, they would collide with the outside world, but it was just a matter of time sooner or later.

Some people look solemn and worried, not afraid, but thinking about whether they are ready to face the outside world? Their number seems to be a lot, and their weapon technology is not bad, but in the huge Tianhe Domain, it is only a small wave, far from a violent wind and waves, which can shake the entire galaxy.

Some people looked happy, these deserted slaves accounted for the majority, and most of them were the new generation born in the past few hundred years, that is, they had heard their fathers talk about the sufferings of the past, but they did not have a very intuitive feeling of this suffering.

Although they fought in the virtual space set up by the White Nights and suffered many trials, they were far less than their fathers who endured much more.

Therefore, they are happy and curious about the outside world, and it is they who lead the way to let Bai Ye loosen his shackles.

They are full of vigor and want to fight to the outside world!

"Analysis ...... based on observed data"

Prometheus pointed a little on the platform, and the thirteen rainbow rays shrank, turning into curves that kept moving forward in the three-dimensional coordinate system.

A green area is marked in the 3D coordinate system, and it can be seen that these curves in different directions are approaching the green area at high speed.

"The time of their departure should be this morning, which means that the footage we captured was delayed by a day, and at this rate of progress, it will probably reach the outskirts of our territory at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and enter the core area at six o'clock in the evening."

Prometheus's words fell, and the whole venue seemed to be stunned for a moment, it was already very quiet, and suddenly it was extremely quiet.

"We don't know what they mean by coming. But I don't think you're here to ask for peace, do you? ”

Prometheus laughed, and many of the desolate slaves laughed aloud, and no one thought that these monks were here for peaceful coexistence and common development.

"Their intentions, we'll find out tomorrow. However, we must prepare for war, and we are left with little time, only one night and half a day. ”

"I am here to announce that the entire wasteland will immediately enter the wartime system, so the materials and personnel will be given priority to the military."

"I repeat that this is not a drill, but a fact that we are bound to face. We can't always be sheltered under the wings of our teachers, and one day we will open our eyes to the world. Now, it's this day, this moment! ”

The solemn words fell, and everyone's hearts sank, even those junior slaves had serious faces.

This is their first contact with the real outside world, and it is very likely that a war will break out, and this war is not something they can grasp, what it will be like, and how many people will die, it is impossible to predict.

The meeting hall soon began to vote on a series of matters, and the desolate slaves made decisions very quickly, without delay, and in just ten minutes, more than 1,000 wartime regulations were passed.

After a short time, the meeting had already ended, the virtual venue was empty, tens of billions of desolate slaves returned to their posts, and the entire desolate tribe began to operate at full strength, focusing on war, all resources were inclined to the military field, scientific research, industrial production, and the maximum load was carried to push the combat ability of the desolate clan to a limit.

Bai Ye got up from his position, and more than a dozen desolate slaves walked towards him, they were the main administrators in charge of the desolate clan, needless to say, Bai Ye also understood their intentions.

Bai Yexiao asked, "The path you have chosen by yourself has come to this point, do you want to retreat?" You know, once things start, it's not so easy to stop. ”

"No, teacher. This is the path we have chosen, the road we will inevitably pass, and we will never back down! ”

Prometheus stood in front of a dozen people, staring firmly at the white night, his fists clenched.

"And what do you want from me?"

Bai Ye asked again.

"We want teachers ......"

Prometheus was a little embarrassed to speak, they wanted not to be sheltered under the wings of the white night all the time, and they wanted to seek some help from the white night, this contradiction made him unspeakable.

"I understand that you are afraid of an enemy that you can't deal with."

Bai Ye looked at them calmly, and sighed again: "Your development time is still a little shorter, but this is your own choice. I won't let an enemy appear beyond your capacity, but this limit is in my opinion, not what you think. See what I mean? This, perhaps, many, many people will die. ”

Bai Ye smiled, and more than a dozen people nodded silently, understanding the meaning of Bai Ye's words.

"The farther you go, the fewer opponents I can block, and if you don't go faster, maybe you will be completely wiped out."

After Bai Ye finished speaking, he turned around and left, and more than a dozen people looked at Bai Ye's disappearing back, glanced at each other a few times, and also evacuated the projection.

On the afternoon of the second day, on the border of the wasteland, steel fortresses were erected, and thirteen divine rainbows fell from the sky from different places and fell into the border cities.

They are the envoys of various sects, and they are here to persuade this scientific and technological force to join their sect, but they look down on these people who are engaged in science and technology from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that this is an evil demon and an outer way, and it is better to cultivate orthodoxy after all, and they can cultivate through the outer way, but the "Great Dao" is fundamental.

What's more, this scientific and technological force seems to have been built by a desolate slave, a desolate slave who is a sin of nature, and is born unable to cultivate aura, and in their eyes, it is a slave pig and dog-like existence.

If this technological force was built by other races, they would still have three points of courtesy, but knowing that it was a deserted slave, their nostrils would almost reach the sky.

A monk was suspended outside a steel wall, his head held high, and a scroll of gold shining in his hand, like the emperor's will, he unfolded the scroll, and his voice shouted throughout the city: "You slaves and sinners, don't kneel down quickly to receive the decree of the law." (To be continued.) )