The current situation was a little strange, and there were simply too many things to complain about. Halland and we were still mortal enemies just an hour ago, but now he had returned to being a Shiring Apostles. Xiaoxue had swindled an entire fleet from Halland and used her prophetic power to hurt the latter on the battlefield more than once, but she had known "Uncle Halland" since she was young. The Imperial Army and the Fallen Apostles had killed countless of each other's soldiers, but now they had to lie in the same repair facility or resurrection facility, waiting to be restored. Mortal enemy and comrade, this switch of roles was no longer something ordinary people could understand and accept. An ordinary race trapped in emotional thinking would probably never be able to quantify hatred and anger and precisely control it. Only the Shiring Apostles could calmly face such a drastic change.
Oh, and although her race was special, there was also Xiaoxue who grew up in the Schilling Civilization.
The Shiring Apostles would use anger as their weapon, and they would resolutely and fiercely take revenge. They would be filled with hatred for the death of their comrade, but before that, they would consider problems from the perspective of their race and quantify all their emotions. They would not carry out "worthless or negative revenge actions," nor would they retain "hatred thoughts that are not beneficial to their race." They would first judge everything with absolute rationality, and then use their emotional side to modify their behavior. The unique way of thinking of the Shiring Apostles was difficult for other races to replicate, and it was also the reason why they could calmly accept the return of the Fallen Apostles to their families. If a Fallen Apostle was reverse-converted and integrated into the Empire's army, then there was no need to appease or educate the other soldiers. All the Shiring Apostles could understand and accept their new comrade, even if these new comrade were once a mortal enemy. Their logic was very simple. After the Fallen Apostles were reverse-converted into Shiring Apostles, the Shiring Apostles were beneficial to the Empire, and killing a reverse-converted Fallen Apostle or preserving their hatred for the latter would not produce any value. After making this judgment, the Abyssal fleet became an official establishment within the Empire, and not a single Schilling soldier expressed any dissatisfaction.
Although we often had to appease and educate the servant army so that the latter would understand why they occasionally needed to cooperate with the Abyssal fleet in battle, the Abyssal Apostles were never a problem on the side of the Empire's regular army.
To be honest, this saved me a lot of trouble.
But as I watched Halland and Xiaoxue chatting excitedly in front of me, I still felt a little out of place. After all, Xiaoxue had just made a great contribution not long ago, pointing at Halland's Glory starship and telling us to "aim here and hit it with all your might." I could only say that the Shiring Apostles were really broad-minded …
"So that's how it is. It's complicated, but very interesting." Halland finally listened to Xiaoxue explain how the latter came to this era. He seemed so happy that he even forgot that what he needed the most right now was to hurry up and lie down in a repair pod. After transforming back into the Shiring Apostles, Halland seemed to feel that everything around him was very interesting. He glanced at me with an expression that seemed both dignified and polite without being angry. This veteran emperor smiled. "You're very famous on the other side. At first, we only knew that you were of a different race, but you actually became the emperor of the Shiring Apostles. This made many people very angry, and for a period of time, we even despised the new Empire that you led. But later, the situation changed. Many people saw you as a … 'strange thing,' and then an unstable threat. Now, the 'other side' still has a very complicated view of you, and their evaluation is also very different. But there is one thing that is consistent …"
"They probably all want to kill me." I shrugged. I already knew what he was going to say. Last time, when Carlo reported the situation to me, the Fallen Apostles had come up with at least a hundred plans to kill me. If it wasn't for the Protoss eyeing us covetously from the side, and the fact that the Star Field Expedition would only begin in another thousand years, I reckoned that the Fallen Apostles would have sent their armies to our borders a few times already.
"That's pretty much it." Halland wasn't the least bit embarrassed about this topic. He actually discussed the feasibility of killing me with me in a serious manner. He also expressed his opinion about the new Empire. "You see, the military strength of the new Empire is actually quite average. I admit that you guys have been developing rather quickly, but your foundation is still lacking. So, if you didn't have the Protoss, your Empire definitely wouldn't be able to win the war against the 'other side.' However, you guys always have some strange tricks up your sleeves. This is probably the special characteristic of the Void Creatures that you mentioned just now? Anyway, you've made the new Empire look so strange. When I occasionally hear information about you guys, I don't even dare to imagine that this Empire was actually formed by the Shiring Apostles. The changes are a little too drastic. "
"But you were still defeated by this Empire." Sandora had a smile on her face, but it wasn't a warm smile. It seemed that she wasn't satisfied with Halland's comments about the current state of the Empire. The new Empire was a little strange, but it was built by her and me after all. Sandora's feelings for the new Empire weren't any less than the feelings she had for her old home. "Interact with the Shiring Apostles more. You'll also know that our path is the right one."
"I'm looking forward to it," Halland replied with a smile, but there was a hint of reluctance on her face. "Actually, I shouldn't have been defeated so easily today. I'm just speaking the truth. In today's battle, I've made a few mistakes that I shouldn't have made …"
An old general would always have a bellyful of grievances after losing on the battlefield. Halland finally couldn't help but want to stand up for himself. After all, he just found out that it was a brat whose physical age was seventeen years old, but who knew how many years older than he actually was. He would definitely feel bad if he didn't leave a few words behind — I speculated maliciously.
"I know." Sandora looked at Halland meaningfully. "You were unusually stupid during the general attack a few days ago. You were like a rookie on the battlefield for the first time. It was the same just now. Your guards only remembered to gather after you were attacked. A large part of the reason why we destroyed your Glory Starship was because your Royal Guards didn't take precautions. Such a big loophole, even without the Prophet, I would have seen it sooner or later. Obviously, you didn't communicate with your soldiers clearly when you left the alternate dimension … But I guess your current state isn't suitable to explain this problem. Go and rest first. When we return to the capital, there are still many things for you to explain. "
Halland thought for a while and felt that he really didn't have much to say. Plus, he also realized that his physical condition wasn't optimistic. So, he slowly nodded at Sandora and me. "Then I'll leave first. Next time when I have time …"
I patted his shoulder. "Uncle, hurry up and leave. Don't you know how scary those holes on your body are?!"
After sending a few guards to send Halland away, Sandora and I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. We had successfully transformed a fallen Emperor and a fallen General. This was a huge achievement that we hadn't achieved in a long time. Especially after the Empire's border was attacked not long ago, the Empire was a little depressed. Such a huge achievement should be enough to inspire the people.
Xiaoxue leaned on her chair and went into her naughty child mode again. Not only did she laugh heartlessly, she also grabbed the stunned Little Bubble and nagged non-stop, "Chasing Sister, don't you think it's so interesting? So Uncle Halland was like this when he was first caught by Dad. Do you think Uncle Halland will be embarrassed when I return to the future and see him? By that time, his memory will definitely have today's episode. Then, I will extort his pocket money … Chasing Sister, why aren't you talking? Oh, Chasing Sister, you still don't know how to talk yet … "
I couldn't really understand this daughter of mine whose mind was so complicated. Just how many secrets did she hold? Just how many thoughts did she have in her head? Probably no one other than her would ever know … Well, I didn't need to worry about this anyway. She wasn't young anymore, so she should know what she was doing.
Zadom looked awkwardly at Sandora after Halland left. After his superior left, he finally noticed who was around him, and Sandora was undoubtedly the most difficult person for him to face. After all, he had "killed" Sandora once. The grudge between the two of them was something that I couldn't bear to look at. Usually, killing one's father was nothing in front of these two. To Sandora, Zadom had killed her …
According to the Shiring Apostles' way of thinking, perhaps Sandora wouldn't waste her energy to care about these "minor grudges", but Zadom wasn't stupid. Even if Sandora didn't care about it, it wouldn't affect his awkwardness, right?
"Your Majesty Sandora, it's an honor to meet you." Zadom still followed the Shiring Apostles' custom of greeting their superior apostles and performed a standard military salute, lowering his head in greeting. Sandora nodded with a serious expression. "Your previous battle tactic wasn't bad. I'm serious."
Zadom's expression didn't change, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"I know. Last time, it was your battle tactic that 'killed' Sandora once, right?" Icetis moved closer as if she wanted the world to be in chaos. She pointed at Sandora with a mischievous smile. "She hung above the capital of the Empire for a few days because of this matter. She shone on everything all day long. At that time, I organized more than two hundred people to sing 'My Sun' to her in space every day. Guess what?"
"After Sandora recovered, she tied you up in the courtyard and basked you in the sun for an entire day. You still have the cheek to say that?" I pushed this female pervert away and looked at the General Schilling who had "killed" Sandora once, but was now an ally. I was filled with emotions. I used to think that I would definitely tear her into pieces. Even when Shadora returned safely, I was still brooding over it. Back then, it was as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing. It was unforgettable, but now …
"That's it. Don't mind what happened back then. I hope that you will continue to fight bravely as a general of the new Empire. " Sandora glanced at Icetis without batting an eyelid. She turned to Zadom and nodded slightly. Her expression was as calm as water, and the two exchanged greetings like an officer greeting his subordinate. Then, the matter of revenge was settled.
"Alright, the matter with Halland has come to an end." Sandora was so relaxed that she waved her hand as if nothing had happened. "Now, let's look at the Dark Forest tribe and the local 'historical issues'. Is Prahan on the channel?"
"Yes, I'm connecting you." Then, Prahan's image appeared on the communicator of the officer platform. Sandora looked at the foreign leader whom she had met for the first time and nodded in greeting. The latter's bravery in leading the tribe in battle was touching. Even though his worldview was a little special, and we couldn't understand how his fervent loyalty lasted until now, they really made Sandora look at him in a different light. "You fought bravely, and I thank you as the leader of the Empire. I will soon send medical personnel and equipment to you. This will save a lot of losses, and the small number of soldiers who have just died can also be resurrected … "
"We have waited for this day to fight for the general for a long time." Prahan's gaze fell on Visca not far away through the communicator. "Many years ago, the Dark Forest tribe regarded themselves as the people of the general. Today, we are just fulfilling our duty."
Visca slowly walked forward, her blood-red eyes quietly looked at Prahan. After a long time, she nodded and said softly, "You have done well. This battle has been hard on you. Many of your people have died."
With Weska's personality, it wasn't easy for her to say such gentle words to others. Her tone was a little awkward when she said those words, and I felt that it was probably because she had a group of "subjects" who sincerely followed her for the first time in her life. This made the little girl very uncomfortable, but I could feel the joy in the cat-eyed loli's heart. To her, the highlight of the first half of her life had finally appeared.
"You guys don't seem to be afraid of death at all?" Visca couldn't help but mutter after thinking about it. This little girl had a personality that couldn't hide things. She didn't have the concept of beating around the bush and just said whatever came to her mind.
"Dying on the battlefield is the best way for the soul to return to the seat of the ancestors. There is nothing to be afraid of. For us, death is not scary. Running away from death is the most terrible thing. It will shame the soul forever, and we will never be able to escape the abyss of suffering." Prahan's body was stiff as he answered Visca as if he was reporting to his superior. I understood a little. It seemed that the Dark Forest tribe's spirit of not being afraid of death had something to do with their religious tradition. Of course, the original root cause was what Icetis had said. The rough and bitter history of the Dark Forest tribe made the Dark Forest people ignore death. This eventually led to the tradition of comforting the living and the dead through religion. This kind of thing was not uncommon, but it was mostly seen in some relatively primitive civilizations. Primitive civilizations were unable to challenge nature, and death was always pressing down on them. People would seek psychological comfort from religion and gods. It was rare to see a tribe like the Dark Forest tribe that still retained this belief in the reincarnation of the soul. I could only say that this race was really tempered and tempered to the point where they could ignore all sacrifices. Or rather, they were used to all sacrifices.
However, from today onwards, the Dark Forest tribe would usher in a good era that they had never experienced before in their history. They would no longer need to struggle to survive in the depleted and decaying universe. They also wouldn't need to calculate the lifespan of the universe based on the limited number of red dwarfs. Based on the strength that the tribe had displayed, they would become the valiant soldiers of the servant army. Sandora would definitely be happy to give the most fertile world to such brave soldiers. Even though the servant army of the Empire would never be able to avoid charging and breaking through enemy lines, which race would be able to carry a cradle when facing the void?
I took out Jingle from my pocket. The little one had been busy healing the entire army since the start of the war. She was so tired that she was muddle-headed. However, after a short nap, the little one recovered some of her strength. Without waiting for me to say anything, she already knew what to do. "You want to help the mortals resurrect the newly dead? Jingle is the best at that! "
I thought about it and nodded. Actually, I had originally wanted to stew Jingle into a pot of thick soup. However, she had already stewed her like this many times. Even with Jingle's intelligence, she already felt that something was wrong. She kept asking me why I wanted her to take a bath every time I needed to save the wounded. This time, I really didn't have the nerve to ask her …
Liliana carried her God and led a group of priests of the Goddess Church out. Only then did the little crow appear out of nowhere. The girl covered her mouth as she walked past me. I instantly felt that it was strange. "Bird, what happened to your mouth?"
The little girl let go of her hand. I saw that her mouth was at least half a centimeter swollen, as though she had been stung by a hornet. I instantly understood what was going on. Wasn't this silly bird stuck on the armor of the Empire General before the war started? At that time, her mouth was stuck in the shell. Later, Icetis sent Elson and Lin to pry the little crow out … It seemed that the little bird would learn her lesson. At the very least, she would practice deceleration. Otherwise, she would sooner or later land with her mouth like Lin.
"Master …" The silly bird came over and tugged on my sleeve. Her lips were swollen and she looked very cute. "We found Sister Visca's treasure vault."
I instantly slapped my forehead. I had almost forgotten about that after the fierce battle. There were three key issues in this world that needed to be resolved. The first was the Dark Forest tribe, the second was Halland's army, and the third was the "General's treasure" that Visca had left in this universe. Now that the first two issues had been settled, the most important thing now was to check on the treasure vault that Visca had left in this universe.
The little bird, who usually looked as muddle-headed as Little Bubble, had actually been thinking about it. She must have heard about the treasure vault through the public link. After the battle, she had probably flown off to find this alternate dimension. This would explain why she had only just appeared in front of us.
Now, we got a piece of good news from Little Crow. Visca's treasure vault was still intact. It seemed that Halland hadn't been lucky enough to find her way into it. The treasure vault was about six light years away from here. Little Bubble had gone in to take a look (she had just run out with the little crow) and confirmed that Visca's warship was in there. Of course, the spatial encryption sequence of the treasure vault had already been cracked by the two lolis. Now, all we had to do was head over and we would be able to transport the items in the 'treasure vault' out.
Filled with anticipation, we immediately set off.
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