What exactly do they want to do?

"I don't understand--"

General Bartlem popped the cigarette butt in his hand heavily, drew a shiny arc in the air, and said, "If you want to say the purpose."

This has overturned the original plan to transform the world. In fact, the emergence of zombies was completely unexpected. As for viruses and evolution, it has given us the basic strength to surpass other countries. For a long time, I have thought zombies were part of the plan. They should be biochemical weapons with strong transmission characteristics. I didn't realize I was wrong until I was forced to enter the underground shelter."

"Compulsory Order?"

Lin Xiang keenly captured the keywords in the conversation: "Who gave the order?"

"That was a telegram. It came from a controlled air force base in Nevada."

Bartleme seemed to see through what he was thinking and said, "It was probably some Rockefeller. They dominate the group and are the most united group of psychics. We have no choice but to resist, and we cannot issue early warning signals to the whole world. Even if we really announce all this at that time, who would believe it? Even if we believe, what can we really do in a few minutes before the nuclear missile lands?"

"Everyone has his own choice. We need the world to rotate as we intend."

The general said sarcastically: "I don't like niggers, but I don't have any prejudice against them. This does not mean supporting or denying a certain person. My ideal is to save all mankind. This is not a boring and unrealistic fantasy in the novel. I can do it and have a sufficient number of supporters. Kill a group and save a group. This is actually survival of the fittest. There are also jungle laws in the human world. But the result of things." "." It is not the scene I imagined."

"Because of disappointment, I'm angry."

Lin Xiang continued coldly: "So, the so-called "Redeners" group appeared?"

"That's not actually a split. We're just a group of exiled people."

Bartleme's voice became a little depressed. He laughed strangely, saying, "Our main base is on the east coast of North America. I have never understood why Rockefeller gave us such an important stronghold. Now it seems that they have made plans from the beginning. The nuclear counterattacks of other countries destroyed the most important cities and gathering places on the U.S. territory at the first time. The ground foundation was completely abandoned. We do not have much inventory resources and do not have enough strength to ask for assistance from the Knights' core. In fact, the "Redeners" only exist in ideology. There is no real division between us and the Knights. As long as they can provide sufficient interests in exchange, we are still Skeleton Knights. There is no difference between nature and form. After all, "." No one and who are eternal enemies."

"I don't think so———"

Lin Xiang's voice was calm, melodious and magnetic: "You can sit here, which is enough to illustrate the problem."

"I still say the same thing-if it wasn't for Claude, I would never want to see your face that is more beautiful than a woman-"

Bartleme spat hard at the ground and said coldly: "Claude is the most important existence in my life. He died because of you. This will never change."

"He will always be my friend, one of my most respected people."

Lin Xiang solemnly emphasized: "This will never change."

Bartlem stared at him, and a bunch of thick red blood vessels that were constantly dizzy appeared on his face and constantly bulged on the surface of his neck. He gasped heavily, and his eyes were constantly shaking sadness and anger, loneliness and helplessness." "After silence for nearly ten minutes, he slowly opened his mouth and sighed in a dry and sticky voice: "..." "Say it! What do you want from me?"

“I need unreserved support from the Redeemer Group—”

Lin Xiang didn't want to continue to be confused on this issue. He made a straightforward request: "I need all material, manpower, and intelligence. All, the most comprehensive support."

Bartlem tilted his head and looked at him seriously: "The United Doctors Association seems to have beaten you miserably? You should be the omnipotent emperor, rather than the little kid who was beaten up and ran back to report to his parents and asked for help from adults. Don't tell me that you can't beat those guys. They seem powerful but actually don't have much power - humans have been divided into two social levels: ordinary and evolution. You should know this simple truth better than me."

"I need you to help me watch the Skeleton Knights. Also, I need all the information about Rockefeller. Before, and now."

Lin Xiang looked at the other person calmly, without any emotional changes in his eyes: "We should be friends. It's not just because of Claude. We can rebuild the world according to our own ideas."

"I've given you a lot."

General Bartleme obviously didn't buy it, and he sneered: "Those materials are enough to give birth to a supergroup. You have obtained the empire. Moreover, the power you have now is far stronger than us. To put it bluntly, the entire "Redeners" group has only two parasitic generals. We cannot help you fight head-on. That's tantamount to suicide."

"But you have armies. Tens of thousands, powerful armies that rely on a huge material basis, are armed in a short time-"

Lin Xiang added to the previous words: "The Joint Doctors Association has at least two million replica soldiers. Even if they are wiped out, it will only take one month at most, and the lost troops can be continuously produced from various cities of life. This terrifying power is equivalent to the regeneration of broken limbs. I cannot compete with them in numbers. At least, I cannot now."

"Those are the lowest level replica soldiers—"

The general looked at him quietly: "You should have many ways to solve them. I know Chris and Lola. I can also tell you good news for free - the United Doctors Association has no parasitics. Although they have been studying such projects since the old days, they have never produced the corresponding drug.

Boy." "If I'm not mistaken, your strength should be very strong now. You can completely smash their heads with one punch and completely turn the defeat."

"Can you guarantee that Rockefeller won't attack the Empire at the same time," he said.

Lin Xiang did not answer directly, but instead raised another question.

"This is your own business. Sorry, I can't help you..."

Barthlem suddenly grinned, laughing gloating, full of contempt and mockery: "If you die, Claude will have someone to accompany you. Just as you said - you are friends." The slightly gentle air in the room became dull and solemn again.

“Is this your last reply?”

Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes and looked at him, saying, "Or, I should ask Captain Soke to bypass you and have a good talk with other senior officials of the "Redeners".

"It's up to you."

Bartlem stuck out his tongue and said ruthlessly: "But I promise-you can't get a better answer than you are now."

Lin Xiang's two thick eyebrows were tugged together. He slowly stood up from the chair, took a deep breath, and said in a complicated tone: "It seems that the conversation between us will not have any results?"

“I never like people like you.”

Bartlem did not hide his hatred and anger: "From an unknown little person, he wanted to climb to the top of power with the help of external forces. I have lost confidence in this world. I just did the last thing according to Cloud's request. You are not qualified to order me, nor have you the right to get anything from me. Whether it is the United Doctors Association or the Knights of the Skeletons. As early as more than ten years ago, I was completely desperate. What is called the hallucination of poor Claude before his death. The east side can never appear, and it is even more impossible to be possessed by you." He said this, and he stood up from his chair, shaking his head decadently and exhaustedly: "I want to be with

Whoever fights is your own business. Whoever you want to talk to is your freedom. When I set out from the base, I blow up the communication network set up at the bottom of the sea. You can drive a boat across the ocean and contact the Redeemer headquarters on the North American coast to see if they are interested in you. I am old and tired. The world has changed. I can't see the future and don't want to know what will happen in the future. If."." "If you are really Cloud's friend, don't stop me, and don't continue to talk useless nonsense. I just want to find a quiet place to live alone. No one can find it."."

Looking at the hunched old man, the light in Lin Xiang's eyes shook slightly. He never thought that the conversation would turn out like this.

This is not the result you want, but the most reasonable ending.

Bartleme is right—he has no obligation to continue to help himself. What he should do and want is his own business.

No matter how horrifying the plan the old yin plan had been made, it was ultimately an illusory and vague fantasy. Only when the eyes see and fingers can touch the present, the reality that must be grasped and grasped.

Without extra language, the general's back slowly disappeared from the deep corridor.

From beginning to end, Lin Xiang never said a word to keep him.

Doing that is too redundant and meaningless. He only needs a quiet residence—not because of decadence, but because of the big gap between ideals and reality. He cannot accept it.” Or, it is the enlightenment of another way of life!

Land and ocean divide the world into unconnected areas. The "redeemers" in Asia no longer exist. As for those who are far away in the Americas, no one knows what they will think. Enemies or friends can only understand after they truly encounter them.

.”.”.”

The empire is running wildly at an unprecedented speed.

According to the emperor's order, all unpregnant female replica civilians underwent artificial insemination surgery at various medical sites. The production procedures of the 6571 base were also modified, and the proportion of female synthetic living organisms was changed from 65% to 98%. As for the remaining 2% share, it is used to produce strengthened male individuals - they no longer become civilians like before, but serve as suppliers, providing sufficient genetic genes in a fertilized manner.

The empire does not have enough material as the basis of protein. However, it can completely change the balance between strength and weakness with hostile forces in the future by accelerating the evolution of the number of civilians. No matter in any era, population, it is the key to the victory or defeat of the war. A new batch of slave soldiers has arrived in the imperial capital. Their number is as large as 50,000. They are Stone. Salton carefully selected from millions of slaves in the mining area. The most fierce, cruel, and bloodthirsty guys. Although most of them are ordinary people without evolutionary ability, they have tenacity that ordinary people cannot match. In the words of the Black Fatty Mining Supervisor: "They are fighting dogs fed with human flesh. As long as they are given a generous reward, they can do anything and kill anyone--"

The latest combat manual has been issued. Among the articles that all soldiers must memorize and memorize, the definitions of prisoners of war and surrender have been completely revised. Words such as "battlefield anyway" or "abandoning weapons and seeking surrender" have been completely deleted. Only those who can be forgiven are opponents who put down their weapons before the outbreak of the battle. From the beginning of the battle, all warriors no longer have the chance to become prisoners of war. They have stood opposite to the empire from the moment they picked up their weapons. Apart from death, there will be no second ending.

.”.”.”

The Court of Justice stands opposite the palace. There is the second tallest building in the imperial capital.

Instead of using the Gothic spire commonly used in religious buildings in history, it adopts the traditional Eastern temple construction technique. The overlapping tower with a height of more than 50 meters is installed on the top of which is full copper bell weighing more than tens of tons. The building is black and white, with a black and white double dragon as a symbol, which has been modified to form a cold pattern similar to the shape of a skeleton.

Sitting on the wide golden throne, Lin Xiang felt his whole body full of uncontrollable anger and hideousness. Yang Hua was dead.

This news has been repeatedly verified nearly twenty times. In order to obtain detailed information about his death, Griffiz's General Intelligence Agency paid the price of hundreds of agents.

The only lucky thing is that Yang Huajia and Gene Yu were safely sent back. It is precisely because of this that the court under Xu Na received more powerful power as a reward. The ruling officer who risked his life to bring back the gene glands from the battlefield was also promoted to the Black-clothed verdict leader.

Looking at the lobby of the sky, Lin Xiang suddenly felt powerless. He lowered his head, covered his cheeks with his hands, and sobbed in a low voice. He began to understand a little - what a sad mood Bartlem was holding when he turned around and left in front of him. He lost the most important person in his life. Just as he had lost his best friend and closest brother.

As the emperor, Lin Xiang could not express his feelings in front of others. He could only hide in the corner where no one paid attention to crying - the emperor must have an absolutely strong appearance in public. He is always an unshakable existence and is also the most important subject foundation of the empire. Cowardice, sadness, despair.". "These negative emotions should not and cannot appear on him. He should be the object of worship and respect. Only the most tenacious and powerful person can obtain the most thorough allegiance.

However, Lin Xiang knew very well that he was not a god, but a person.

Gene glands are just the blood inheritance of the receiving body. Based on it, they can re-cultify life that is not weaker than the dead body. "It" is also a human, but not the original existence creature. He has the same appearance as Yang Hua, and there is no error in even the hair style and skin. He can laugh, cry, and have the normal thinking and emotions of human beings. But." He will never become Yang Hua, never be able to. Just like Ying Jia." In the old era, she was already dead. No matter how advanced biotechnology is, she can only copy her body and torso. After all, human beings are not computers and cannot copy and instill memories like programs. Of course, the freshman gene will also recognize and be loyal to himself as the emperor. But he will never have the initial brotherly emotions. He will never open his mouth and let himself inlay poison in his molars when Yang Hua accepted his pure blood transformation.

The small door on the side of the throne was slowly pushed open a crack. A slender figure appeared in the dispersed detection consciousness. It slowly walked to the throne, knelt down, and hugged Lin Xiangshen's head buried in his palm with soft and delicate hands, and gently rubbed it.

"..."How come you are here?"

After rubbing his eyes hard, Lin Xiang sighed deeply.

Of course he knew who the person was - the biological aura, very familiar with it.

"It was Ying Jia who asked me to come."

Elena had a smile on her face like before. She stroked Lin Xiang's face lovingly and whispered in a doting tone: "No matter how long you are, you are my man."

This sentence contains too many meanings. Nowadays, Elena no longer dresses like before - she is wearing a black robe and a cap deeply covers her beautiful face. This is a typical nun's outfit. She hasn't seen Lin Xiang for a long time. It's not that there is something wrong with the relationship between the two, but that she really has no suitable opportunity.

Only a few people knew about Elena's relationship with the Emperor. She was tired of continuing to deal with numbers and turned to become a combat nun captain in the Inquisition.

It is hard to say that this choice is right and wrong. But no matter what, Elena knows that she will never accept any man except Lin Xiang!
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