Five years later, the Moon had completely regained its normal order. Although it was still in a semi-military state, the people's lives were no longer affected. There would no longer be a situation where they would be forced to become Protoss. On the contrary, only outstanding talents could become Protoss. This was not terror, but a reward!
At the same time, the immortals also appeared in the people's daily lives. While the others were suffering from old age and sickness, the immortals were still full of energy. Naturally, people were envious of them.
When they found out that the Zergs were completely under the control of the immortals and had become their slaves, the humans were even more proud of them. The Zergs had always been the nightmare of the humans, and now, they had become their slaves. How could the humans not be envious of the immortals?
Of course, there were also underground resistance groups on the Moon. However, most of the Ivantians did not care about them. They still wanted to live a normal life. What Patroclus brought to the Earth was not destruction, but the empire system. At the same time, the Ivantians also knew that once the Earth was unified, the empire would expand into the universe. In the past, the humans had to face the dangers alone, but now, the Zergs were clearing the way for them.
Unknowingly, the Zergs had become the immortals' vassals.
Patroclus had been instilling this into the Ivantians for the past five years, and it was reflected in the suppression of the Dark Ones.
He had personally killed the two Zerg Kings to show the independence and power of the immortals, and that the immortals were not the Zergs' puppets.
Perhaps the Zergs had wanted to use the immortals as their puppets, but they had chosen the wrong path.
Under such circumstances, the Ivantians became more ambitious. Most of them were no longer against Patroclus, and they saw it as a transitional period. Some of the elites among the Ivantians were also eager to become the God of Light, so that they could have unlimited space for growth.
The Ivantians were used to genetic modification, and when they thought that becoming immortals was just another form of genetic modification, the scariest thing happened.
This was the current situation on the Moon. Liberation? Freedom?
If the Ivantians did not want freedom, what was there to talk about?
The concept of the Protoss was deeply rooted on the Moon. Huge advertisements on the skyscrapers would occasionally broadcast which talents had obtained the opportunity to become a Protoss. In fact, a year after the Moon was occupied, the semi-parasitic and forced parasitism had disappeared and was no longer needed.
Patroclus had already begun to devote himself to transforming the structure of the Protoss race. All of this was definitely his request, not the Queen Zerg's. The Queen Zerg had only given birth to the Protoss race for an army and to destroy the human race. She definitely had no interest in allowing the Protoss race to develop and grow, but it was clear that she had no choice now.
The Protoss were nobles, but if they violated the Empire's laws, they would still be punished. The most severe punishment was death. This made many humans peaceful. Simply put, the originally hidden nobles now had a clear identity and benefits.
Wang Tong felt a headache coming on. He knew that there would be a problem, but he didn't expect it to be this serious.
Patroclus had adopted different strategies for different planets. Mars was the most dangerous planet, and the Zergs were no different from the Zergs. Mars was the most dangerous planet, and the Zergs were no different from the Zergs.
Earth was somewhere between the Moon and Mars. Earth was still under an oppressive regime. However, due to the complicated terrain of Earth, the Earth Confederation Army was still fighting back. Compared to the Ivantians, the people on Earth were more conservative. Most of the people on Earth would never accept the things that the Ivantians would accept. Even after hundreds of years of genetic modification, many people were still unwilling to maintain the original nature of life, let alone the monster transformation.
Patroclus was also clear about this. The three parasitic states were mainly carried out on Earth. The situation on Earth was also quite complicated. Many of the cities that were ruled by them were quite active. There was no place on Earth that was willing to be enslaved.
Patroclus's plan to popularize the Protoss race to the entire human race was a wishful thinking. However, it was not easy for the humans to eliminate the Protoss race.
The outcome of the battle between Wang Tong and Patroclus would determine the balance of power.
However, Wang Tong didn't want to expand the war. He wanted to know what Patroclus was planning.
At this time, Patroclus was enjoying the sunshine in the garden. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, leaves, and a faint smell of soil. He was extremely relaxed.
Patroclus was holding a book in his hand. He didn't look like a demon king at all. Instead, he was the most hated demon king in the history of mankind.
Patroclus heard footsteps approaching, but he didn't look up. He was still reading his book.
"I didn't expect you to be so relaxed. You are so calm."
Zhou Sisi said sarcastically. She couldn't help but feel conflicted about the man who had put the human race in danger.
Patroclus cracked a smile that was brighter than the sun. To be honest, not many girls could resist such a smile.
"Sisi, you are still as sharp as ever. You should be happy to see Wang Tong vanquish the Dark ones."
Patroclus closed the book and placed it on the stone table. "Have a seat. Even if you don't want to sit with me, you can sit next to me."
Sisi looked at the man in front of her who never knew how to be angry. She wanted to scold him, but she couldn't. Maybe Patroclus was unjust to humans, but he was good enough to her. This made Sisi feel conflicted. She didn't like a monster, but he did save her life, so she couldn't do anything about it.
"You have seen how powerful Wang Tong is. Mars has become an independent planet, and I know that the Immortals have been getting stronger over the years. The Zergs are under your control, but it will be hard for you to defeat Wang Tong. What do you want? Unify the human world? That is impossible. Are you sure you can defeat Wang Tong?"
Zhou Sisi had been trying her best to change Patroclus's mind. It was the only thing she could do to avoid war.
"Who do you want to win, me or Wang Tong?"
Patroclus asked as he stared at a Saya tree.
"I don't want this day to come."
"Haha, not bad. Unfortunately, the battle between me and Wang Tong is inevitable. I know you are stubborn, haha, but if Wang Tong wins, you will be free."
Patroclus understood Sisi's feelings, but it was enough. At the very least, it was good enough that she didn't send him, an evil demon, to his death.
"The Dark ones are gone, and you are all pursuing the path of God. How long can you satisfy the mundane world? The Zergs are no longer a threat to you, so why do you want to continue? If you take a step back, the Immortals will have a place to live."
Patroclus had no friends among the Immortals, and Zhou Sisi was the only one he could talk to. Although most of the things he said were sarcastic, they were all true.
"Haha, I can't back down now. Humans will never forgive the Immortals."
"How would you know if you don't try?"
"I know humans well. They can accept Homo Evolutis and Kaedeians, but they will never accept the Immortals. Plus, I am Patroclus. Why should I try?"
Patroclus said faintly. The Divine Race still had more than a 70% chance of winning this war. As long as he didn't die, the Divine Race would be able to drag the humans to death. Moreover, the Divine Race hadn't used their full strength yet. Otherwise, their numbers would definitely be more than what they had now.
Patroclus was the one who controlled the Immortals.
Everyone wanted a different victory.
No one knew what kind of victory Patroclus wanted.
"After all these years, I've seen your control over the Protoss and your policies towards the human race. I don't think you want to destroy the human race. I've wondered if you've turned to the Zergs for the sake of the human race. If that's the case, you've already achieved your goal."
"Haha, why do humans always wish for miracles and good luck?" Patroclus asked.
Zhou Sisi paused for a second and then said, "Life is full of ups and downs."
"I thought you would understand me."
"Do you understand? You want to say that you created the Protoss in order to obtain a more perfect race, so that humans can achieve more perfect development, and to get rid of the Protoss' deep-rooted bad habits? Don't you think it's funny? How many of the Protoss under your command can be considered elites? Humans will only continue to fall into depravity. You can control life and death, but can you control the Immortals? "
Zhou Sisi understood the situation of the Divine Race too well. Over the years, Patroclus had treated Zhou Sisi as a mirror, a mirror that reflected the problems of the Divine Race.
"There will always be problems when a new race is born. Humans have been evolving for tens of thousands of years, and the Immortals have just been born. The Moon is now very stable and prosperous. Isn't that enough to prove the problem?"
Patroclus smiled, revealing his pearly white teeth. Bickering with Zhou Sisi was one of the joys of Patroclus' life.
"Stable and prosperous? What a huge joke. That's right, with a group of free insect labor, it would be easy to obtain material goods. But the problem was that if you raised humans, would they still be considered humans? Did you think that human technology had improved in the past five years? Not to mention the improvement of the human spirit. Depravity, you are leading the human race to depravity. The final result is that the Immortals are doomed. Do you really want to lead a group of immortal monsters to live forever? "
"Continue." Patroclus listened with great interest.
"The Immortals can't live without humans. You are not a Zerg. The Zerg can occupy one planet after another, but you can't. The Immortals can't either. A group of old monsters will go crazy sooner or later. From the beginning, the Immortals were a joke."
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