Just when Juan had a headache, K was already quickly getting into shape.

"There are two paths from Starport to the Falangist headquarters." K brings up the civilian navigation map of the Emerald administrative planet.

"One is the central avenue, passing through the Arc de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower, directly to the headquarters gate.

"Another path, through the residential area, to the back door of the headquarters.

"My suggestion is to send a large number of cannon fodder to storm the central avenue and attract the attention of the enemy.

"Then I took Brother Fran and sneaked into the headquarters from the residential area."

Brother Fran nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, my life is very precious, not suitable for a strong attack, this plan is to my liking."

"K, I knew you were a capable person. Juan, what do you think? ”

Brother Fran's life is life, and the life of humanoid cannon fodder is not life, which is completely correct from the perspective of human supremacy.

But Juan is no longer a pure human being, and his thoughts are a little different than before.

He didn't say yes right away, but said, "I need to call a meeting with my subordinates, and even if I want to send cannon fodder, I need to confirm who is more appropriate." ”

Juan said, using a brain chip to send an emergency meeting notice to all ministers and high-level cadres.

He asked the servant to bring coffee and snacks to Fran and K, and left the office himself.

Arriving in Room 404, Juan saw that Yaling, Moth, Lisa, and Tyrande had arrived.

Immediately afterward, Morgan, accompanied by Zerella, also entered the conference room, followed by Frodo the halfling and Thorin the dwarf.

These people usually live in the building, so they come quickly.

Then, the orc Thrall and Elder Prawn also walked in, followed by the Deputy Minister of Agriculture and Fisheries, the Minotaur Bloody Hoof.

The three lived in the orc camp and the shrimp people pond near the building.

Then came Mayor Zack and Magni Copperbeard, the head of the Ironforge Workshop, who had arrived from Elven Town.

Juan's brain chip received two pieces of information.

One is a leave note from Muradin Copperbeard, who lives in Guishan City:

"Your Excellency, Honorable Führer, I really don't have time to come over, so I will entrust General Solin to speak in my place."

Juan knew that Muradine Copperbeard was motion sick, and it was estimated that he would not be able to recover until tomorrow morning, so he agreed to the other party's request for leave.

The other was sent by Lolita, who was building a steam ironclad in the Great Melting Pot of the Dwarven Valley:

"The steam ironclad ship has been completed and is in the midst of a busy testing phase, and I can't leave."

Juan didn't think it had much to do with Lolita, so he replied, "Stay safe, don't be tired." ”

He then called the meeting to order.

At the large round conference table, Juan gave a general account of the split within the Falangists and Francis's request for an escort.

He didn't explain how Brother Fran came here.

"Guys, that's pretty much it, now, let's discuss who to send to escort Brother Fran back to headquarters."

The orc Thrall was the first to stand up: "We orcs are not afraid of fighting, let's go." ”

Elder Prawn also said: "The shrimp people have high fertility and are not afraid of death, let us go, it doesn't matter if they all die there, just go back and let the ninth district hatch another batch of shrimp eggs." ”

Juan was glad to have the support of his people who were desperate for their lives, making him feel that his daily efforts had not been in vain.

At this time, Morgan poured cold water and said, "No." ”

Juan turned his head and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

Morgan opened his mouth and said, "Forget." ”

Juan was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

Morgan sighed: "I'm old, I can't remember too many things, Zerela, it's better for you to talk about it." ”

Juan looked at Zarella with some displeasure, he felt that Zerella was interfering in the internal affairs of Brave New World, and he hesitated whether to ban people from non-Beautiful Planets from participating in the meeting.

At this time, Zerella had already begun to speak: "We Draenei and humans have fought for a long time, and we know the nature of humans very well.

"Humans are extremely aggressive, and when there are no external enemies, they will split into several or even hundreds of forces fighting within.

"But human beings are extremely contemptuous of non-human races, and when a non-human external enemy appears, they will temporarily put aside their differences and work together to deal with the external enemy.

"Until the foreign enemy is eliminated or the threat is gone, they resume internal fighting again.

"The rulers of mankind are also very aware of this, and sometimes they will even take the initiative to create external enemies in order to suppress internal troubles.

"They call it: 'Internal problems, external solutions'.

"Therefore, it is absolutely not possible to send non-humans to interfere in the internal strife of human beings, which is a thing that will do all kinds of harm and no benefit.

"Regardless of the success or failure of the escort, as long as the non-humans hurt the humans, then the revenge of the humans will come.

"If the non-humans of the Beautiful Planet don't want to be exterminated, it's better not to get involved."

As soon as Zerela's words fell, there was a sound of cold air in the venue, and then all kinds of representatives exchanged heads and whispered one after another.

Even the orc Thrall and Elder Prawn, who had just expressed their attitude, hesitated, as if they wanted to swallow back what they had said.

Juan was embarrassed.

But he knew that Zerella was right.

This disposition of human beings has not changed for thousands of years since the beginning of primitive society.

Therefore, if Juan really sent non-human troops to escort Brother Fran, as long as there were human casualties in the process, no matter how many, the humans would be out of anger.

After that, the beautiful planet will surely suffer because of this negligence.

After all, in this human-first society:

It is normal and understandable for humans to kill non-humans;

It is a crime for humans to kill human beings, and it is okay to gossip;

To kill a human being is a provocation, an evil, a sin!

Juan, who figured it out, sighed and said, "So, different voices are still needed."

"When it comes to decision-making, if there is only one voice, it is actually very dangerous.

"Everyone, let's applaud Zerella's reminder."

"Wow~"

Everyone applauded.

Zerella bowed in return, then looked at Juan with surprise and said softly:

"I thought I would be scolded by you and even kicked out of the conference room."

Juan smiled: "I'm not the kind of person who is superficial and can't tolerate criticism. ”

"But there are many of you humans."

"Yes, but not all, there are also many excellent people who can not only listen to different opinions, but also always keep 'criticism and self-criticism' in their hearts and take the initiative to invite the public to supervise."

Zerella sat back in her seat thoughtfully, muttering, "My father can't do that, he only wants to listen to deferential answers, and perhaps that's why you humans defeated the Draenei." ”

Juan knocked on the table to draw everyone's attention back, and said:

"Brother Fran is sure to escort him back, and it would be a scourge to keep him.

"Orcs and shrimp people can't go, their non-human appearance is too obvious, think about it, who else can go?"

Morgan stood up: "I'm human, I'll go no problem." ”

Zerella grabbed Morgan: "No! ”

Juan also advised: "Morgan, your hand has not fully recovered, and it is difficult to shoot, so don't go." ”

At this time, Tyrande stood up: "I'll go, I'm also a human, holding the flag to escort Brother Fran over, no matter how many humans are killed or injured, it will be counted on Brother Fran's head, and it has nothing to do with the beautiful planet." ”

Girl, you're not actually human.

Juan thought, however, it really can't be seen from the outside, even if it is photographed by a bystander, it will not form public opinion pressure.

Then, General Sorin also stood up: "I'll go, I'm a retired soldier, and I also look like a human, wearing a military uniform, and others can't recognize me." ”

Frodo, a halfling, also stood up: "We halflings can also go, we halflings are very similar to humans, as long as we wear a pair of socks to cover the hair on our feet, others will definitely think that we are short humans." ”

Juan couldn't help but think: Frodo, please don't use the phrase "we halflings", there are really not many halflings who dare to go to the battlefield like you.