When the first hunched Chenmi climbed up the dark horizon, Lin Xiang was already sitting in Zhongyang, the spacious city master's office in Crescent City.

The trained soldiers guarding the city gates were still silent and checked their identities. They just looked into his eyes, and their eyes were no longer cold and cold, but were filled with instinctive respect.

Although he is not a formal skeleton knight, Lin Xiang has the status of a formal officer recognized by the Knights. He cannot command a regular knight with a lower rank than his, but he is an absolute superior in the eyes of ordinary trained soldiers. Moreover, the eyes that emitted as clear as water were smiling at any time, full of friendship, and very comfortable gentleness.

Attitude does not mean to everyone.

Alfra's office is still as comfortable as spring, filled with potted plants in every corner of the room, making it full of vitality green everywhere. The middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk is still wearing a wide home suit, and her formulaic smile and slightly raised lips seem to never fade. On the table, there is still a cup of coffee with a strong aroma. The rising white steam circling repeatedly at the mouth of the cup, disappearing, monotonous and repeated, tireless.

"I need you to make a sheath of this - heart -"

Lin Xiang leaned on the alloy chair, staring at the woman sitting opposite him in a drowning manner, and threw an analysis report composed of dozens of photos and several documents on the exquisitely crafted and expensive mahogany desktop.

Avra held a delicate and small silver spoon in her right hand and gently stirred it in the coffee cup. She stretched out her left hand and flirted with a few glances. She pinned it on the paper page with a paper clip. The photos of the black prison soldiers who were clearly seen with a K assault Step gun were said casually: "There is nothing strange about this."

"A huge imperial country with a vast area with tens of thousands of military combatants is located south of the area under our jurisdiction - Xinyi."

Lin Xiang stared at Aphra who was calm and calm, and his voice was so cold that he could not hear any feelings: "They asked me to give up the city and offer tributes. What surprised me the most was that they actually had exactly the same weapons and equipment as me, obviously, equipped with the Skeleton Knights, clothing, guns, heavy chariots. Some things were not rags that could be found in the ruins.

They are all very new and quite large in number. The Rockefeller family should not waste important materials on ordinary wasteland forces. Apart from you and "Reden," I really can't imagine a second possibility."

Aphra's face still maintained an unchanging smile. She put down the silver spoon in her hand, picked up the coffee and sipped it quietly, "We are more than you are optimistic about. The world has been divided into countless unconnected areas. Asia, Europe, Africa, America, Australia... We fund every group with potential development. "Reden" has much greater strength than you think, and you are not the only lucky darling who has been favored by God. Changing the world requires the power of combining more people. You don't need to be resentful for others to receive the same treatment as you. God treats everyone fairly, and he can never take special care of or favor one party."

"Immunity you seem to have forgotten your human identity."

Lin Xiang shook his head sarcastically and said, "You are not the omnipotent God in the legend. Even if you really put on the sacred halo, the God recorded in the sacred scriptures is just a man."

“The concept of God is actually very vague.”

Aphra obviously didn't mind Lin Xiang's mockery: "Give a piece of bread to hunger, you are the most admired God in his eyes. For the large and small forces in the wasteland world, the "salvation" group that can provide various mechanical materials systematically and overall, and comprehensively provide various mechanical materials is also the omnipotent embodiment of God. If you can get it, others will naturally be favored by God."

When the first hunched Chenmi climbed up the dark horizon, Lin Xiang was already sitting in Zhongyang, the spacious city master's office in Crescent City.

The trained soldiers guarding the city gates were still silent and checked their identities. They just looked into his eyes, and their eyes were no longer cold and cold, but were filled with instinctive respect.

Although he is not a formal skeleton knight, Lin Xiang has the status of a formal officer recognized by the Knights. He cannot command a regular knight with a lower rank than his, but he is an absolute superior in the eyes of ordinary trained soldiers. Moreover, the eyes that emitted as clear as water were smiling at any time, full of friendship, and very comfortable gentleness.

Attitude does not mean to everyone.

Alfra's office is still as comfortable as spring, filled with potted plants in every corner of the room, making it full of vitality green everywhere. The middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk is still wearing a wide home suit, and her formulaic smile and slightly raised lips seem to never fade. On the table, there is still a cup of coffee with a strong aroma. The rising white steam circling repeatedly at the mouth of the cup, disappearing, monotonous and repeated, tireless.

"I need you to make a sheath of this - heart -"

Lin Xiang leaned on the alloy chair, staring at the woman sitting opposite him in a drowning manner, and threw an analysis report composed of dozens of photos and several documents on the exquisitely crafted and expensive mahogany desktop.

Avra held a delicate and small silver spoon in her right hand and gently stirred it in the coffee cup. She stretched out her left hand and flirted with a few glances. She pinned it on the paper page with a paper clip. The photos of the black prison soldiers who were clearly seen with a K assault Step gun were said casually: "There is nothing strange about this."

"A huge imperial country with a vast area with tens of thousands of military combatants is located south of the area under our jurisdiction - Xinyi."

Lin Xiang stared at Aphra who was calm and calm, and his voice was so cold that he could not hear any feelings: "They asked me to give up the city and offer tributes. What surprised me the most was that they actually had exactly the same weapons and equipment as me, obviously, equipped with the Skeleton Knights, clothing, guns, heavy chariots. Some things were not rags that could be found in the ruins.

They are all very new and quite large in number. The Rockefeller family should not waste important materials on ordinary wasteland forces. Apart from you and "Reden," I really can't imagine a second possibility."

Aphra still had a constant smile on her face. She put down the silver spoon in her hand, picked up the coffee and took a sip. A said calmly: "We are more than you are optimistic about. The world has been divided into countless unconnected blocks. Asia, Europe, Africa, America, Australia... We fund every group with potential development. "Reden" has much greater strength than you think, and you are not the only lucky darling who has been favored by God. Changing the world requires the power of combining more people. You don't need to be resentful for others to receive the same treatment as you. God treats everyone fairly, and he can never take special care of or favor one party."

"Immunity you seem to have forgotten your human identity."

Lin Xiang shook his head sarcastically and said, "You are not the omnipotent God in the legend. Even if you really put on the sacred halo, the God recorded in the sacred scriptures is just a man."

“The concept of God is actually very vague.”

Aphra obviously didn't mind Lin Xiang's mockery: "Give a piece of bread to hunger, you are the most admired God in his eyes. For the large and small forces in the wasteland world, the "salvation" group that can provide various mechanical materials systematically and overall, and comprehensively provide various mechanical materials is also the omnipotent embodiment of God. If you can get it, others will naturally be favored by God."

"So, how should we explain the fact that the Black Prison Emperor's Kingdom first attacked Long Teng?"

Lin Xiang faced each other in a tit-for-tat way, without any permission: "Why should they ask me to offer tributes for me?"

"Only competition can become stronger"

Feeling the rich and sweet fragrance slowly dissipating from the tip of his tongue, Aphra put down his cup peacefully and said, "God has created human beings, but he has not given them food that can be reached. The land of Canaan, which is said to be filled with milk and honey, also requires hard work to obtain the abundant soil for production. Yes, Longtengling and the Black Prison Empire are both recipients of "salvation". But we have no power and do not want to deliberately order one party to prohibit war. Slaves or resistance are your power. Whether annexed or destroyed, only the party that survives from the cruel struggle can become a strong person. We can control everything, and we can naturally control everything."

Lin Xiang leaned halfway on the back of the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes covered by long eyelashes were slowly releasing a obviously suppressed flame of anger.

"If Longteng Ling was annexed by the Black Prison Empire, you really wouldn't intervene? Don't forget, you once said that I was already a member of the "Redification" group, and you can't watch me being wiped out by others."

"We have given you enough help. I know you have a strong evolutionary military team, but in this regard, the Black Prison Empire is obviously doing better than you - they have used unified governance methods and various means to hire more than 60 parasites, and the emperor himself has the peak strength of up to nine stars. In less than four years, he has established a army team. And what about you? According to the information I just received last week, although Long Tengling killed Sosbia and Ferdinand, he also relied on strengthening potions and recruitment methods to establish a military team of nearly three people, but there are only less than twenty parasites. Most of your energy

We spend our efforts on stabilizing the people and governing the country. It is undeniable that doing so will indeed lead to a core group of absolutely loyalty, but we need not only these. The main enemy of "redemption" is the Skeleton Knights. We need you to dig a lot and cultivate strong parasitic abilities, rather than playing power-based techniques to save the people. To put it bluntly, as long as you have enough protein foundation, you need to cultivate as many people as you want. Once the Knights are completely eliminated, it takes less than a few months to restore the entire world to a huge population size in units of "billions" before the war. What you do is not in our interest at all."

Although there was a smile on his face, Aphra's tone of speaking gradually became cold.
Chapter completed!