Now that Tom the Black Cat had forsaken the darkness for the light, Fang Ning was even more assured to hand over such important matters to it.
At this moment, Tom the Black Cat hurriedly prostrated itself on the ground and said respectfully, "Master's magical powers are boundless, and you will enjoy immortal blessings and longevity as long as the heavens. From today onwards, I'll do my utmost to serve you. "
"Uh, this Tom the Cat's level of flattery isn't any worse than Dragon Carp's?" Fang Ning was pleased.
"Yes, Dragon Carp is guarding the door of the Space Checkpoint, but it can't get much money. As it turns out, flattery won't get you anything, "Sir System nagged.
Fang Ning said, "Alright, enough with the flattery. Discuss with the human overseers about these unclaimed wastelands and contract them out. I'll give you a few drops of the Spirit Lord's blood and worship them in the fields. I guarantee there won't be any disturbances from the spirits."
Although the Blood Giant was huge, its true core was the blood. The other bones and muscles were formed from the substances of this world and were not valuable.
Sir System would naturally not let go of this precious blood.
Tom the Black Cat immediately agreed without any complaints. It was eager to do more work and have more opportunities to perform.
Working for other bosses could only earn a little money and be treated well. Working for this person would allow him to "bring glory to the world" in the future.
After settling this important matter, Fang Ning said proudly, "How about this? The millions of square kilometers of farmland in the USA will all be used to grow vegetables and grains in the future. We just need to pay them a small contract fee. This is the characteristic of the Era of Shenyuan. The strong take all, and there's no moral burden. They don't have the ability to grow their own crops. "
"I can see it now. You rushed back to your hometown to do something important, so you can put on a good show," Sir System nagged.
"Sigh, Good-for-Nothing, you know me very well now," Fang Ning said happily.
"I'd rather not know you," Sir System said bitterly.
…
Earth, in a canyon cave.
The Gold, Silver, and Copper Masked Men sat facing each other and did not speak for a long time.
"You guys still haven't made up your mind? I say we should just blow up Earth. Fang Ning will become a tree without roots and a fish without water, how long can he last? "Bronze-masked Man said fiercely.
The golden-masked man shook his head while the silver-masked man smiled bitterly.
"That's useless. Firstly, it goes against our original intention of mending the sky. Secondly, we can't do anything to him. With his current abilities, the universe is vast, and he can do whatever he wants. He can just find another planet suitable for humans to live on and reproduce there," the Gold-masked Man said calmly.
"Yeah, be it the Land of Heritage or the Land of Sanguinity, they're all attached to this space. Even if Earth is destroyed, they'll just automatically change their attached place." The Silver Masked Man sighed.
"If that's the case, let's send someone to infiltrate these two Arcane Realms and destroy them too!" Bronze-masked Man still wanted to vent his anger.
After all, he had worked so hard to obtain a Spirit Lord's incarnation, only to lose it for nothing and become nourishment for the enemy's growth.
He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't vent his anger.
However, the other two were clearly more open-minded and wouldn't be led astray by their emotions.
"Don't worry. I've already said before that they aren't united internally. No matter how strong he is, he's still a hero and can't punish his own people ruthlessly. He won't be able to learn how to use force to deal with others. As long as we … "The Gold-masked Man said this, Bronze-masked Man finally felt better.
"Hahaha, Big Bro is really cunning." He laughed heartily. "In that case, let's see if he'll choose to become a demon or run away in a fit of pique!"
…
A few days later, in the Land of Heritage, the European residential area.
A group of important people were discussing in exasperation.
"Have you heard? That Pharos of the East is shamelessly trying to contract our land outside. "A Caucasian man said fiercely.
"I know. Even if it's left uncultivated, it's not bad if we can get some contracting fees. It's much better than just leaving it there for nothing. Right now, our major organizations don't have much income and we're relying on other people's leftovers." A black man shook his head.
"Damn it. Since he's the Pharos of the East, he should fulfill his duty to protect the safety of humans. Since he's chased the demons away, he should return the land to us. Just like before, whoever owns the land can cultivate it. How can it be called contracting but actually occupying?" The Caucasian man said indignantly.
Everyone else looked at him with a "could he be an idiot" gaze.
That was just their gaze, but the words that came out of their mouths were all in agreement with the Caucasian man.
"That's right. Mr. Heidelberg is right. As the Pharos of the East, since he could kill the incarnation of the Spirit Lord, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. He should clean up the earth and let the humans move back from this cramped and suffocating building. That's the way of justice."
Everyone said so, as if they had become the embodiment of justice, the angels of peace.
"Now here's the problem. Who's going to tie this bell for the cat?" Suddenly, someone in the corner said humorously.
Everyone fell into silence.
The video of Vigilante A killing the Blood Giant had already been sent to the Truth Department by the black tiger as a basis to boost the people's confidence.
Naturally, they had watched it dozens of times. Every detail was carefully studied by the military and professional cultivators.
In just a few days, they came to the conclusion that the video was real, and that the Blood Giant's power was enough to easily destroy the entire earth.
Even the most powerful mushroom of the humans could only blow off a layer of the earth's skin. It was still far from the level of destruction.
The so-called destruction of the earth was just destroying the biosphere that humans relied on for survival. To the earth itself, it did not matter at all. In ancient times, the elderly on earth had to face countless asteroids that were more powerful than nuclear bombs every day. Did they not still survive?
However, in front of this Blood Giant, the earth did not have such confidence.
Just by looking at the opponent's size and the way he fought that completely defied the laws of physics, they knew that he was a true Star-level Powerhouse with the power of the True Shattering Star!
Even someone as powerful as the Blood Giant was defeated by the Pharos of the East's sword. At this time, they only dared to talk big in the meeting room. If they were to really ask the other party for such a request, they really did not have the guts.
It was not that they were afraid of death. As qualified politicians, they knew that even if they made such a request, they would not be killed. However, they were worried that the other party would secretly target them. Who knew what kind of tricks such a powerhouse had?
A mere Ghost General was able to turn the entire Earth upside down.
They did not dare to take the risk of angering the other party. If they drove this ally to the enemy's side, they would be the sinners in the history of mankind!
A politician did not have the courage to bear this kind of responsibility.
"He's like a kite hanging above the humans' heads. What we need to do now is not to pull him down with violence, but to tie a string to him." Someone suddenly said.
"Yes, Mr. Alexander is right. Our power is still very weak. We must compromise and temporarily choose to compromise. When someone grows up, we can achieve balance."
Everyone agreed.
Appeasement and compromise were the specialty of these politicians. If they really had to risk falling out and ask the other party to compromise, they would rather vent their anger and be done with it.
There was nothing new under the sun. History was always repeating itself. Before World War II, these people also did the same when facing a strong enemy like Second De Zi.
"Here's the question. What is this string? How do we tie it? "
"Hmph, that's easy. He's a person who values friendship and family background. He didn't forcefully contract the land of China. He doesn't have the spirit of universal love at all!" Someone said hatefully.
"Yes. Looks like we have to start with the people around him. How about we use the beauty trap?"
These politicians did not feel embarrassed to say such unseemly words. In fact, they were all very thick-skinned.
"No. According to our investigation, he's not a lecherous person. Many beauties are attracted to him, but he remains indifferent. It's probably because of his cultivation method. There are many so-called virgin techniques in the East. "
"Then should we start with kinship? Does he have any parents, relatives, sisters, or brothers? "
"He doesn't have any either. He's the standard protagonist template … the jinx."
"He should have a place of birth, right?"
"We haven't found out. No one knows his true identity."
"We can tell you his true identity, foolish mortals."
While the politicians were whispering, three people in metal masks suddenly appeared in their conference room.
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