Chapter 445: A New Home, and a Return to Home

When I landed on the temporary and simple airport on this brown planet in the royal shuttle, I have already adjusted my mood, and I have to say that Lin Xue's former sentence is still correct: Chen Mutou has this strength, and his resilience is smaller than Xiaoqiang.

And it's really too much of a waste of feelings to be sad for a race that is just close to human in appearance for a long time.

"Looks like you've been doing well these days."

When I got out of the shuttle, the first thing I saw was a bearded uncle standing next to a makeshift alloy landing platform, wearing heavy power armor and saluting this side.

It wasn't a hypocritical politeness, but the old man, who had a decadent face and was full of alcohol, now seemed to be in a really good state.

Well, the eyes are bright, the complexion is ruddy, and the messy hair like a chicken nest is clearly trimmed - or maybe it was all combed back by this lazy bastard, covered with a power armor helmet - the beard on his chin is in line with his style, it hasn't changed at all, but the smell of alcohol on it is no longer smelled at all.

"Put this armor back on, but this time the mood is very different," Renault slammed his armor twice, "I don't know if Lu Dao should be said to be a new student." ”

Tykes, who was standing next to him, immediately whistled: "I took off that heavy cell, and now this overly responsible fool takes it all upon himself." ”

Curious, I approached Renault, shrugged my nose vigorously, and was surprised: "Did you really quit drinking this time?" ”

"Kerry won't let you drink."

Uncle Renault said with a rare flush on his face, slightly embarrassed.

Imperial Soy Sauce People: "...... Oh~~~~"

It seems that when all mankind is in the shadow of exile, there are still people who have ushered in their own nourishing life.

As I said before, Kerrigan would thank us for reinventing her, and when Lilina and Tavel worked together to complete the cutting-edge technology named "Life One", which was a mixture of occultism and science, and theoretically did not need to be updated for a hundred years, and forcibly pressed the Queen of Blades into it, the latter protested desperately, but it was only an hour of bio-transformation, and the first thing she said when she came out was to thank us?

So, empires are good people, empires are all good people.

Of course, I suspect that Kerrigan's protest had something to do with the shape of the restoration pod, which was designed under Tavel's leadership...... You understand the aesthetics of that coffin, right?

However, when we questioned what Wei Zhen had reminded her before, and the shape of the new restoration capsule was still so close to that of a Western-style coffin, Tavel's explanation was shocking: "Under my majesty, Western-style coffins are all clamshells, and I have a sliding lid."

A coffin with a sliding lid - I dare say Kerrigan has developed a psychological shadow.

"Speaking of which, what about your blade girl?" I looked around curiously, but I didn't see the figure of a former Zerg queen who had returned to her human form, so I casually said a certain name in my heart.

Uncle Renault must have been completely immersed in the best time of his life, and he didn't even notice my embarrassing title, and continued to smirk: "She's cooking at home......"

Me: "......"

I said, you guy, at least don't start a happy life for me after the catastrophe at this time, okay? Don't you feel like you're moving a little too fast? You're going to be beaten to death by the refugees of New Eden, bastard

Now Uncle Renault is no longer the leader of the small terrorist organization in the past, and has become the new leader of today's mankind, which is completely undoubted, not to mention that 90% of the human refugees in New Eden are poor people oppressed by Monsk on the fringes of the original independent federation, these people have an almost fanatical worship of the "hero Renault" who bravely resisted the violence*, and more importantly, the Kprorustar region has really disappeared completely as Renault said, and he is as he promised, Finding a new refuge for these paupers is enough to make him a legendary hero.

But ah...... I can't imagine it at all, bastard

The Queen of Blades, who was dominated by the Zerg a few days ago, has now started a new life with Uncle Renault? This kind of kind of casual black screen typing the words "N years later",And then give you a CG picture of the happy daily life of the small couple that is obviously the producer's lack of funds.,Even the background music is full of déjà vu.,What a low-cost super unfolding, bastard.

I solemnly declare: I am definitely not jealous, and I am definitely not jealous of this uncle who can already enjoy a new life

And what's more, the famous Queen of Blades, Kerrigan, is now cooking at home - do you believe it or not, as a bubble of a fanatical game house, the first thing to know about this news is to throw you, the bad man who brought the "queen of her family", into the furnace and destroy it humanely?

Although I don't know how many shocking things I complained about in an instant, Renault still saw something from the expressions of several of us that changed for a moment, and couldn't help but adjust his expressions, and then secretly motioned for us to pay attention to our surroundings with a little restraint.

Curious, I looked around and saw a welcoming procession gathered not far away—half of them Protos.

It turns out that in this case, Kerrigan can really only hide at home and cook.

"How are you doing now? Will the environment in the new colony be sufficient? ”

On the way with Renault and Zeratul to the new colonial capital, which is actually a metal shanty town directly converted from a huge colonial warehouse, I asked Uncle Z, who had a nonchalant expression.

"It's taken a while for us to get used to the environment of the Vault, but it's much better than we expected," Zeratul replied, "The Divine Seed has allowed these desolate and barren planets to quickly establish a rudimentary biosphere, and although this unbalanced ecosystem may die out within a few years, it has given us enough breathing time that we should be able to complete the transformation of those planets, and the Protos are very adaptable to their environment." ”

"And the environment here is not too bad for us," Renault took over, "in the slums at the very edge of the Federation, the environment there is not much better than here, the people at the bottom of the Federation live a life as hard as the interstellar wilderness, and here, although the environment is not good, at least they can live for themselves...... Aside from homesickness and other psychological issues, there's nothing to worry about. ”

"But that's worrying enough, isn't it?" Having been following me in silence, the pseudo-Lori in the priest's robe said in a soft and gentle magnetic voice, "The human mind is the most fragile at this time, and they need guidance, human James?" Renault, can you bear this spiritual pillar? ”

“…… I don't know what to do. Uncle Renault finally let out a long sigh, "I've fought against Storm and ** for many years, but now I'm facing a challenge I've never known before, interstellar pioneering...... Humanity is now back in ...... But it doesn't matter, didn't we come here many years ago when the human migration ship got lost in this sector? And in the middle, they were attacked by the so-called compatriots of the United Earth Council......"

You don't have to worry about this, at Lilina's suggestion, the Empire has used the hidden forces to seal off this place, and no foreign civilization will find you until the Nyekprus are completely turned into theocratic slaves of the Empire - unfortunately, I can't say that.

"What do the people here think about our existence?"

Eventually, I threw out this question that I desperately wanted to know.

"Your image is glorious and tall in the eyes of the Protos," Renault shrugged, his irresponsible remarks made a bunch of Uncle Z turn their heads and pretend not to see it, "They call you mentors and guides, but in the eyes of humans, your image ...... Well, it's a bit complicated. ”

"In the eyes of some people, the Apostle of Xiling is the savior who saved this star region, although in the end their hometown was destroyed by your format, but these people know that it is not your responsibility, these people are mainly the lowest poor, they have little attachment to their old life, and they are quite satisfied with this new Eden, as for the other part of the people, although they finally chose to go into exile, they are still very hostile to the emperor ** who is an outsider and stirs up chaos, they feel that their current bad situation is all thanks to you, These people are basically former aristocrats, and the destruction of Kpuru has left them with nothing and has to follow me, a terrorist who was once looked down upon, hum...... The rest are neutrals, there's nothing to say about this, in short, the mainstream consciousness of the new colonies is still quite kind to you, but you don't expect humans to welcome the emperor **. ”

"Well, that sounds challenging."

Lilina said something out of the blue, but only I could understand what she meant.

This girl seems to have started her theocratic sowing plan.

The planet that was the capital of the new colonies is located in a place where there is no village in front of the village, it is a lonely brown planet orbiting an aging star, this location looks strange, it is not part of the territory of the Protos Refuge, and it is far away from the New Eden system, although the environment is barely enough to survive without modification, but it is not suitable for use as the capital of a new settlement area, but soon, I understood why such a lonely planet would be the new capital.

It sits right in the middle of the two races' shelters, at a very clever point: it is exactly the same distance from the two races, and it is the only planet that has not been artificially modified by the Empire, which means that it should be counted as the first colony created by the two races that entered the space frontier.

"This is what we call El Tasani," Renault exclaimed with a heavy sigh in his voice, "to commemorate our lost homeland." ”

"Protos and humanity are completely fused?"

I was amazed at the obvious patchwork of names, the first half of which was the home planet of the Protos destroyed by the Zerg, and the second half of which was derived from the former capital of humanity that had been destroyed by war, so the meaning of the name was all too obvious.

"It's not enough to merge, but in this cruel world, at least we can be considered brothers who fled together," Renault shook his head with a wry smile, "We need to join hands in order to persevere in exile for the rest of our lives...... We need Protos' cutting-edge technology, but we also need some extreme skills that humans have learned over a long period of time in their struggle with the cruelty of nature. ”

"For example, the tenacity of humanity," Zeratul added, "in the face of the second destruction of their homeland, many Protos have fallen into depression, and although the high degree of rationalization keeps us from despair, we do lack the alertness and tenacity of the weak compared to the humans who have been struggling to survive in the Kproru Sector, which is not something that cutting-edge technology and racial ideas can replace." ”

In other words, you envy the little strong spirit of human beings, right......

"We brought a lot of seeds...... "I suddenly thought of this very important thing, and immediately patted Lilina on the head and asked the latter to rummage out of her pocket, and the latter immediately rolled his eyes in protest: "Haven't you heard that don't pat and feed the goddess?" ”

Renault and Zeratul interrupted me at the same time, and the expressions on their faces told me that they weren't very keen on these seeds.

"If it's those sacred seeds, there's no need for them anymore," Zeratul shook his head, "although they can bring us a moment of ease, but they will kill the momentum for the development of the two races, and now the ecoregion we have established and the migration pod on the spaceship can barely survive, so we are ...... in the reverse current of fate."

"Well, the ecosystem formed by the improvement of these seeds is a stable ......"

"Zeratul, this half is yours." Without hesitation, Renault took the seed from me and handed it to his good friend.

Hey, Uncle Z, at least you don't have a score like Uncle Renault, right?

After simply meeting with the main person in charge of the new colony and giving a rough explanation of the situation in this celestial area, there is no need for us to continue to stay here, the Zerg have disappeared, and even the scum of the Kprustar region has been destroyed, and the reconstruction here will not be completed in decades, and the fallen apostles who have made us suffer a big loss will not reappear in this place, it is time to leave.

When we left, there was only a group of Protos fleets to see us off, not that humans were seriously hostile to the Empire, so they didn't even send a fleet to see them off, but they have now used everything that can go to heaven to support the construction of the colony, and the technologically weak human beings have never been able to compare with the capital-rich Protos, and we don't intend to let humans put their precious spaceships out for a farewell ceremony for a little face-saving project, in fact, If it weren't for Zeratul's insistence on giving us a ride, a group of Imperial leaders who had been wandering for too long would have almost arrived at home to wash and sleep......

"We have selectively given you a part of the empire's technology, which is the most suitable technology for you after our ultimate deduction system calculation, of course, in order not to disturb the normal process of a civilization, this part of the technology will not be much higher than your existing technology, but it will definitely allow you to take a lot of detours."

I said this before saying goodbye to Zeratul, and then handed him a crystal.

"This crystal stores another part of the technology, give it to you for safekeeping, if you can completely decipher the first part of the technology we gave you within fifty years, you can unseal it, if you don't do it within fifty years, destroy this crystal immediately, and the technology here will ruin the future of your entire race."

Zeratul took the crystal with both hands, and the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.

"You can trust me, esteemed mentor."

Uh, what's that called?

Selectively delivering some Imperial technology to Protos is the result of my joint discussions with Sandora, Protos is an extremely rare race that has developed hyper-technology and is also highly rational, and in ancient times, the Empire has taught its technology to such a civilization with "potential" more than once, and the "potential" here ......

Don't think it's a good thing, it refers to "the potential to become a vassal of the empire."

Through the guidance of science and technology, shaping the development process of a civilization, which is almost more than theocracy of comprehensive control, in view of the different civilization levels and group nature of the two races, Sandora and Lilina have teamed up to formulate two long-term plans that can bring both humans and Protos into the imperial rule, human freedom will end in the Cult of the Mechanicus, and Protoss "Protoss" will be guided by imperial technology to a point of no return.

In other words, is it really okay for Lilina, as a believer in Jingle Bell, to establish a religion in the universe that believes in the apostles of Hiling?

It is foreseeable that after a maximum of two hundred years, these two races will not be able to break away from the leadership of the Empire, otherwise their civilization will collapse overnight.

I'm not sure if there are wise enough sages in humanity to see this, but Protos's hundreds of years old elves can certainly think of a lot, but they have no other choice, the extreme sophistication of Imperial technology is a temptation they can't resist, and in this dangerous universe, it's not a bad thing to be a vassal of a super-powerful civilization - we have no ill will anyway.

Well, it's a bit of a guilt to do something like this when the future of the two races was cut off by the empire and turned to us to plan it all......

"Finally home...... I'm tired to death."

Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about you, a pseudo-Lori who only has soy sauce left in addition to planting trees.,As a military commander, I haven't said I'm tired.

"Cut, you're only as good at soy sauce as I am, aren't you?"

Unfiguratively slammed on the living room carpet, Lilina said sullenly.

Then the girl screamed "wow" and jumped up more than two meters on the spot - I guess I could have been even higher if there was no roof.

Anvina's head was slowly poking out of the carpet, and she happened to be face to face with Lilina...... This relentless ghost maid has just been checking the basement in her own way, and our goddess and pope and inquisition of the heresy are also ...... I was scared away by a ghost.

(Habitually asking for a monthly pass...... ）