After that, Wei Mu and Xi Lego talked a lot about the details of the Apocrypha.

"Are you sure you want to do this? If something goes wrong, you'll be doomed. ”

Vimu's plan was so bold that even the laughing god Si Lego, who was mocking by nature, thought he was reckless.

"But if we succeed, it's the enemy who won't be able to recover, and the opportunities are equal, and we can afford the risks – and the key to success is how far we can push the enemy."

Wei Mu himself is high-spirited and his eyes are shining.

"I'm glad you're willing to take the risk, but human kid, you're in a good place to gamble, with a lot of money in your hands and you haven't tasted defeat yet - are you really sure you're up to the task?" West Lego asked.

"We humans have an old saying, "If you can't bear a child, you can't trap a wolf. If you want to lure a big fish to the bait, I'm afraid you'll have to use me as bait. Wei Mu waved his hand helplessly, "Besides, if I really get rid of it, I have to ask you to help clean up the mess at that time." ”

"It's useless to tell me this, I have to talk to the big golden guy in your house." Lego West grinned.

With the existence of the great enemy of Slaanesh, he didn't dare to come out casually, anyway, the emperor was fierce and able to fight, and it was good to charge in front.

However, as he spoke, the smiling god gradually restrained his smile again, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

"If your plan can be put on hold for a little longer, I probably, maybe, should, maybe, give you some help?"

This tone of speech, even West Lego himself is not quite sure.

"What, you also have to invest a lot of money?"

Wei Mu was a little surprised.

In his plan, the Spirit Clan's side only needs to cooperate with the fighting assistance, there is no need, and he does not expect them to do superfluous things.

"Isn't this about increasing strategic trust between our two sides? You can't take all the risks alone, or the people around you will be unhappy. ”

West Lego said, and glanced at the dark angel on the side.

Moore knew that he was being annoyed by the clown god, so he turned his gaze away, and let out a dissatisfied slurp from his mouth.

These two guys deliberately put this on hold to talk about riddles, and Moore didn't hear the content of the so-called plan at all.

Taunting the Dark Angel is one thing, and on the other hand, the Laughing God also knows that in order to truly unite the two races, it is not enough to promote the book "Revival of the Empire".

Although this kid's idea is really naïve, the young man has never tasted a hard life, and he doesn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are, but the one behind him is not easy to fool.

Both sides must show enough sincerity, and it is best to bind each other's core interests together, so that this drama can continue to sing, otherwise don't even think about it.

"So what is your investment, can you show me?" Wei Mu asked curiously.

Could it be that he wants to fully open the Black Library to the Empire? Or do you want to teach humans how to use the Internet?

"Didn't I say it, we have to hold off for a while, and I still need to prepare for it here." "During this time, you can stay in the Black Library in peace and see how the various forces react to the release of the Scarbrande Rebellion, and then we will slowly adjust the next step." Also, if you have any other questions, I will try to find time to answer them for you. ”

Silego was fine with that, but Moore always felt that the last sentence was something he had said to himself.

The alien god must have guessed that he wanted to know the emperor's intentions through him.

Moore did have a lot to ask for West Lego, and it was not convenient for Wei Mu to know the content.

So, just like that, the two left the room of the laughing god.

The one-man Sarkozy was very helpful in arranging accommodation for them.

The double dormitory provided by the troupe is decorated in a style similar to that of the 19th century, when mankind was just industrialized, and is full of classical flavor.

"You seem to have put some trust in them a little too much, Wei Mu, and I'm very worried about that."

After seeing first-hand Wei Mu's attitude towards flower bean sprouts, Moore felt the need to talk to him immediately.

"Do I have one?" Wei Mu felt a little puzzled, "But if you want to form an alliance, isn't this trust the bare minimum?" ”

"The Jokers' sincerity will take time to test, and you shouldn't be so quick to run and take risks for them."

"The reason why I'm willing to take risks is not all because of Chaos. Wouldn't it be that if you don't cooperate with the Spirit Race, the Empire won't fight Chaos? ”

"This ...... Of course, the Chaos Enemy needs to be cleaned up at all times, but these Spirit Clans always like to transfer the Chaos enemy that was originally their disposal to our Empire, and the Empire has recorded similar situations at least ten times, each time at least millions of Imperial citizens have been killed or injured. Moore said indignantly.

Because the Spirit Race is a race that has been cornered by Slaanesh, in order for the race to continue, they sometimes take very extreme measures after encountering problems.

When the Archraithlon Empire caused a terrible disaster, the group of messy sprouts had basically been confessed to Slaanesh, except for the black sprouts of the Comoros, the survivors of the other factions were not too bad in nature - they had a chance to survive by not colluding with their fallen compatriots of the Archaeon.

Of course, most of those sprouts like to look at people with their noses, and if they have something to explain, they have to drag it like a two-hundred-and-five-like arrogant personality, which is also an important reason for the unnecessary conflicts between the empire and them.

"I can't say anything about that, but since Master Killiman is willing to ally with the Reaper, let's put aside what happened before." Wei Mu said.

The original Robert Killeman can return to the Empire, and the human race does owe a great favor to the Spirit Race, although everyone knows that it is entirely because of the menacing Chaos invasion, and the Sprouts hope that the Empire can carry it for them for a while longer.

To be honest, the relationship between humans and spirits at this time reminded Wei Mu of a fable about frogs and scorpions.

In the story, a scorpion wants to cross the river, and it asks for help from a kind frog on the side.

The frog said, "You are poisonous, what if you sting me?" ”

The scorpion said, "I stung you, and I will sink with you to the bottom of the river." ”

The kind-hearted frog felt that it made sense, so he carried the scorpion on his back and crossed the river.

However, when he swam to the middle of the river, the frog felt a stinging pain in his back, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be a scorpion that had stung him.

The frog asked the scorpion, "Why did you sting me when you knew it would sink to the bottom of the river?" ”

The scorpion said: "I'm sorry, I can't help it, it's my instinct, and I don't want to." ”

So in this way, after the frog was poisoned by the scorpion, he quickly sank into the water and hung up, and the scorpion could not swim, so he sank to the bottom with the frog and drowned.

"Therefore, we should guard against the scorpion that only has the instinct to hurt people, and we must not let our guard down."

Moore said with some relief.

This kid, you can still make sense by reasoning with him.

Wei Mu sighed and said with a complicated expression:

"But what I'm worried about now is that maybe we humans are the scorpions that hurt people."