It had long been proven that only superhumans could deal with superhumans. Similarly, the only ones who could manage the alien races well were the alien races themselves.
Han Lang's plan was very successful. The Red Dragon Race quickly took over the 150,000 alien immigrants and maintained order on the ship.
Why was the Red Dragon Race willing to step forward?
Simple, because of Clark.
Clark was the Red Dragon Race's most admired warrior and was treated like a brother. The Red Dragon Race might not be willing to do anything for Han Lang, but if Clark needed them to do so, the Red Dragon Race would never refuse.
As for the warriors of other races, if Han Lang, a human, said, "Come on, work with me!", they might not agree.
But if the Red Dragon Race came forward and said, "Earthlings are trustworthy. Let's work with them?", the warriors of other races would definitely consider it seriously.
There was no other way. The damage humans had done to the alien races of the Milky Way was too deep. There were very few alien races that did not hate humans. Han Lang could only convince the Red Dragon Race first, and then use them as a middleman to convince even more people.
The Pro-class high-speed cargo ship was approaching Earth's orbit. Han Lang and Mu Tata stood by the porthole and watched.
"Look! This is Earth, my home. I didn't lie to you, did I? Earth is really beautiful. "
This was not the first time he had seen Earth from outer space, but Han Lang still could not help but be excited. For any Earthling, home was not an empty word, but the most sincere emotion in their hearts.
No matter how much time passed, no matter how many times Han Lang looked from afar, he would still be as excited as he was today. There was no way around it. Which Earthling did not love their home?
Mu Tata nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "It is indeed beautiful. When I took in the Destroyer three years ago, I never thought I would one day come to his home."
Han Lang asked curiously, "How did the Destroyer end up in your territory?"
Mu Tata shook his head. "I don't know. Even he doesn't remember. A broken spaceship landed outside our territory, and the Destroyer crawled out of the cabin and stared at the starry sky in a daze.
"We, the Crimson Dragons, do not have a good impression of humans, so our warriors decided to kill him. Unfortunately, even with the combined strength of our entire race, we could not do it. It was then that we realized that the Destroyer was such a terrifying warrior."
"Just like that, the Destroyer lived next to our tribe. He never spoke to us, nor did he attack us. Gradually, some of the children in the tribe became familiar with him. They often stole food for him, and he would play with the children. The people in the tribe felt that the Destroyer was quite kind and different from other humans. Their hostility slowly disappeared, but out of caution, we still didn't have much contact with him."
"Until one day, the tribe was attacked by a ferocious astral beast. Just as we were about to lose it, the Destroyer flew over and knocked the astral beast to the ground with one punch."
"Our Crimson Dragon Tribe has a conscience. Since he saved the tribe, we often sent him food and necessities. We invited him to stay in the tribe, and he didn't refuse."
"After that, he began to participate in hunting and quickly became the tribe's hero. We accepted him as a member of our tribe and named him the Destroyer. Until he was captured by humans and our entire tribe became slaves."
Han Lang nodded slightly. Of course, Clark was very powerful. He had the strongest flying superpower, Astral Escape!
As for the astral beast that Mu Tata mentioned, Han Lang knew that the Crimson Dragon Tribe was the best hunter. They had always hunted and killed astral beasts for a living. They were a classic fighting tribe.
Just like the Archer Tribe that Old Mo belonged to, they would become skinners. The other tribes that still existed today were the best in their respective industries. Those without special survival skills had long been slaughtered by humans.
Swoosh!
In the dark night, the cargo ship was anchored in the Nazca wilderness.
Finally home, Han Lang and Clark walked down side by side and breathed in the air of Earth.
"It feels so good to be home! Even the air on Earth is different from that of other planets. Try it! " Han Lang was very excited to show off to Mu Tata and the others. In his heart, everything on Earth was good. Even the salted fish produced on Earth tasted better than that of other planets.
"Han Lang!" Ta Lin and Lee Yu pushed Long Chuan, who was in a wheelchair, and called out loudly.
Han Lang smiled and pushed Clark, who was next to him, out.
For a moment, Long Chuan and the others were all stunned. The message that Han Lang had sent back did not mention anything about Clark. He only said that he had brought some immigrants to Earth and asked Long Chuan and the others to prepare to receive the immigrants and settle down.
At this moment, Clark's sudden appearance shocked Long Chuan and the others. Clark felt that Long Chuan and Lee Yu were very familiar, but he could not remember who they were. He looked embarrassed.
"These three are your teachers in the past. Go." Han Lang gave him a light push from behind.
It had been ten years since they parted. Long Chuan and the others thought that they would never see Clark again in this lifetime. Now that they had reunited, they were naturally overjoyed. The four old men were all the top powerhouses on Earth. Their eyes were all red, and tears could not stop welling up in their eyes.
Mu Tata sighed softly. "These must be the Destroyer's family."
Han Lang shook his head. "They are the Destroyer's teachers and also his brothers! Although they are not related by blood, they are like family to each other. "
"Let's go. There is a grand welcome banquet in the restaurant. The Earth Federation welcomes our brothers from the Crimson Dragon Tribe!" Han Lang waved his hand and shouted loudly.
..
The Nazca wastelands were the location of a Grade-B ruin. The strongest army on Earth was gathered there. The military camp's restaurant was very large. After 150,000 new immigrants sat down, there was still space.
Plates of good food and bottles of good wine were served. Everyone sat together and drank to their heart's content.
Han Lang had already instructed them to treat these new immigrants well. Therefore, whether it was the restaurant's service staff or the representatives sent by the army, they all had warm smiles on their faces.
Mu Tata and his clansmen simply couldn't believe it. In their minds, humans were all ferocious and had very vile attitudes towards other races. However, Earth was clearly too different from what they had imagined. They didn't have the slightest bit of prejudice towards strange races like them.
Among the 150,000 new immigrants, 100,000 were from the Crimson Dragon Tribe. They were the majority. The remaining 50,000 were from other races like the Leader Tribe and the River Source Tribe.
Originally, they were not as enthusiastic about settling down on Earth as the Crimson Dragon Tribe. However, after seeing the enthusiasm of the Earthlings, they were also very infected. Humans used good wine and good food to welcome other races like them? This was something they had never experienced in their entire lives.
Why did Earthlings not hate other races?
This had to start from Earth's history. Earth had only joined the Milky Way Alliance in the past 20 years. In the history of the Milky Way Alliance and other races, Earthlings had never participated in any of the wars, massacres, or resource plundering.
Therefore, Earthlings did not have any hatred or prejudice against other races at all. In addition, Han Lang had also said that these foreign races were here to help them build their homes and fight for them. The people in the base were even happier and could not wait to welcome them. Why would they discriminate against them?
It was definitely not an act. Earthlings really did welcome new immigrants. After understanding the situation, the foreign race warriors were very touched. In addition, the foreign races loved to drink to begin with. It was inevitable that they drank a few more glasses. When they were happy, they would sing loudly in the restaurant and dance happily.
Han Lang saw many of his brothers in the training camp. At that time, everyone had the same wish. They all wanted to do their part for Earth. Unfortunately, except for Han Lang, the other brothers did not make it to the finals.
Therefore, Han Lang became everyone's spiritual sustenance. Now that Han Lang had returned triumphantly and with the honor of being the champion, the brothers were indescribably happy. They gave Han Lang a few full glasses in succession.
The damn fatty Chen Zhong was the most familiar. Very quickly, he mingled with the most elite Red Dragon warriors. The fat on his body jiggled. Did he really want to be apprenticed to others?
More warriors in the base heard the commotion in the restaurant and came to attend this gathering. As there was no prejudice against other races, the warriors of Earth and the foreign races quickly became friends.
There were also those who drank too much and wanted to compete with each other. They went out into the wilderness and fought. When they came back, the two of them would continue drinking with bruises on their faces.
All in all, it was a chaotic night, but it was also a joyous night.
Good wine, good food, and the kind and passionate natives of Earth shocked Mu Tata and the others. No one worried about how Earthlings would get along with Earthlings anymore. Because Earthlings seemed very easy to get along with!
There were more and more people, and the more they drank, the more chaotic it became. They drank from evening until midnight, but there was still no sign of it ending.
Many old people and children were already tired. The logistics team considerately arranged rooms for them to rest. Almost all the remaining people were warriors.
Han Lang felt that he was a little drunk. He leaned on the table and squinted his eyes to look at his brothers around him.
Lee Yu and the other two sat at a table with Clark and Mu Tata. Clark seemed to be crying. Even though he had lost his memory, he couldn't erase his deep feelings for Earth. Even though he couldn't remember what Earth looked like, he knew that this was his home the moment he stepped on the ground.
Other than Clark, Han Lang also recruited as many as thirteen five-star warriors for Earth!
It was unknown who named them the Thirteen Gangsters. Although they didn't know what it meant, the warriors of the foreign races felt that it was a nice name. They all grinned and laughed.
It was also unknown who came up with the idea to drink according to their ranks. A beginner warrior would toast to a five-star warrior, and the five-star warrior would have to drink five glasses in a row.
The foreign races were all straightforward people. If they drank, they drank. It was fine if they drank once, but they drank too much. After all, this was the Nazca wasteland, the largest military base on Earth. The top ten superpower groups were all stationed here. Just the superpower warriors alone numbered more than a hundred thousand!
And this time, although the foreign race warriors who followed Han Lang to Earth were generally of a higher rank, there were only about twenty thousand of them. The rest were ordinary people, women, and children without superpowers.
"It feels good to be home." Han Lang's eyes were hazy from the alcohol. He smiled and muttered to himself.
The current Earth was different from the past. It was full of hope. Han Lang brought Clark back, and he also brought back a strong foreign race army made up of high-level warriors!
Earth even had a capital ship. That Wyvern class spaceship was on its way home. In the near future, Han Lang would also use his wealth to bring Earth even more powerful spaceships. He would even produce his own epoch-making second-generation spaceships!
"This feels good, really good." Han Lang smiled and muttered as if he was talking nonsense.
Suddenly —
The alarm pierced through the night sky, causing all the warriors who were drinking excitedly to stop. They were stunned on the spot.
"Report! An alien army has invaded the base through a stealth battleship! "
"Report! The invading army is very strong! They have already broken through the first and second lines of defense. They are rapidly advancing toward the entrance of the ruins! "
"Ah!!!"
Before the second soldier could finish his sentence, Clark let out a heart-wrenching howl. The hair on his head stood up!
He remembered what Han Lang had said to him. "You left without saying a word, but Earth has lost its greatest support! They have been bullied for a whole ten years, and almost became a colony! Do you know anything?! "
It was true. So what Han Lang said was true!
In the ten years that he was not around, the people of his hometown had suffered so much! They had been bullied so much!
"I'll kill you all! I'll kill you all! "
* Boom! *
Clark's superpower was the Heaven Evasion, the strongest flying superpower!
He could cross the Milky Way with his body and fight a flying dragon with his bare hands!
Clark's figure shot out like a bolt of lightning, directly smashing through the restaurant's glass and flying out!
Han Lang was also so shocked that he could not speak.
In the past, Earth was very weak. It was one thing for you to send people to bully them one after another.
Now, not only had Clark returned, Han Lang had also brought back thirteen five-star experts! How could there still be people who dared to come to Earth to cause trouble?
Along the way, Han Lang had been thinking about who to bully first after Earth had a strong combat power.
In the end, before Han Lang could even go out to bully others, they had already come knocking on his door!?
What the f * ck was going on!?
Han Lang was so angry that his eyes were about to split open. His face darkened as he picked up the Splitting Stars and Moon and rushed out, shouting loudly, "Brothers, attack!"
"Kill them!"
"Leave no one alive!"
Aowu ~
More than a hundred thousand superpowers who had just finished drinking, regardless of whether they were humans from Earth or experts from other races, picked up their knives and rushed into the night!
Their faces were ferocious!
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