"Let's join forces, first to rule the Giants Dynasty, then to counterattack the Roosevelt Kingdom!" Zhong Yu responded.
"How do we rule the Giant Dynasty?" Qing Chen asked.
Zhong Yu fell silent.
Because he hadn't thought about it in detail at all, now that he's calmed down, he's decided to make a proper plan.
Zhong Yu is a madman, but that doesn't mean he's only good at reckless tactics; he's also very good at playing dirty tricks.
However, at this moment, Qing Chen said, "Whether you rule over someone or not is not important to me. What is important is that you are not evil enough."
Zhong Yu couldn't take it anymore: "Am I not evil enough?!"
"Your evil isn't artistic enough!"
Zhong Yu became interested: "What is evil art?"
"What metaphors are there in the identities of the people you kill? What metaphors or satires are there in the methods you use to kill them? You can only kill some minor figures from the Western Continent every time. You have no good plans, no high standards, and you're always being chased all over the streets. Is there any art in that?"
Zhong Yu's face was ashen: "No..."
Qingchen: "Then let me tell you about my plan... my art."
It's estimated that neither Yan Liuyuan nor Li Shentan expected that their joint effort to send Zhongyu to the Western Continent would actually allow Qingchen to reap the benefits.
Zhongyu responded, "If I feel that your plan is not artistic or evil enough, I will hold your corpse and smear your blood in the toilet, hehe."
Qingchen really wanted to reply with a "hehe," but he held back.
They are comrades-in-arms now, so we must patiently guide them onto the right path and not disgust them.
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Upon exiting Multiverse 136, Qing Chen unexpectedly encountered an uninvited guest: the Black Spider.
Strangely, Black Spider was all alone here, without leading a group to attack or carrying any weapons.
Black Spider looked at the White Light in front of him, and the people around him.
Li Tongyun and the others did not use their original appearances, but instead wore tiger heads... These tiger heads were quite unique, resembling the small cloth tiger dolls sold to children at temple fairs.
They all have chubby, tiger-like faces.
The IDs are also unique: Little Fanboy of White Light No. 1, Little Fangirl of White Light No. 2. The White Light family has been formed, but it's a bit of a non-mainstream, emo style.
Qing Chen looked at Black Spider: "Coming alone, aren't you afraid of losing your hard-earned S-rank combat master status?"
Black Spider replied calmly, "Your power is already established. Whether I bring a hundred men or a thousand men, it won't make a big difference."
"So, what brings you here?" Qingchen asked.
Black Spider said coldly, "Don't think you can do whatever you want in the Western Continent. You can't just kill a marquis as you please. If you make another move, be careful that you don't die without a burial place."
After saying that, Black Spider turned and left.
Qing Chen stood there pondering. Had the other party come all this way just to utter a harsh word?
No, no, no!
Black Spider risked having his account deleted and starting over just to come over and say something harsh? Is that reasonable?
Of course it's unreasonable.
Black Spider is the executioner of the Arbiters organization. She is second only to the Arbiter in Storm City. How could she do something so irrational?
So, this is actually a reminder; the other party is telling you something: don't try to kill nobles of marquis rank or higher anymore, or you will die.
Qing Chen was puzzled as to why Black Spider was so certain of his death; that certainty was like a premonition of fate…
A magician?!
It was the Fate Master who included all the marquises in his prophecy. Once he was about to carry out his plan to assassinate a marquis, the marquis would know in advance and then lay a trap for him!
But why did Black Spider remind him? Even though his words wouldn't be used against him, wouldn't that be considered treason?
Qingchen didn't understand why the other party did this.
After logging off, Qingchen waited for several tens of minutes before taking off his virtual reality glasses and sitting up.
He saw the slaves sitting obediently on the bed like quails, none of them playing cards or picking their toes.
Only one person whispered, "They've already been banished to the cold palace, what's with the attitude?"
At this moment, Red arrived at the dormitory and loudly announced, "All slave soldiers, prepare to disembark from the airships and assemble to receive unified command from the outpost!"
After saying that, Red looked at Qing Chen with a half-smile: "Let's go, butler. We also have to accept the unified command of Marquis Bolton. Everyone who comes here must become a cog in the war machine of the army group. Individual will must submit to collective will."
The red is no longer concealed; it seems that the black has already arranged everything.
Chapter 843, Qing Chen's Fan Meeting
The outpost, which was as spacious as a town, was surrounded by black iron walls. On the walls, which were more than four meters high, there were dense metal storms spinning. Even birds flying in the sky would be locked onto by the metal storms' aiming system and shot down in single-shot mode.
Beyond the outpost lies the vast Forbidden Forest, its canopy of trees like a carpet. Countless drones patrol within a thirty-kilometer radius to prevent a sudden attack by the giants.
The outpost was bustling with activity.
For some reason, Qingchen suddenly thought of the phrase "the sound of gongs and drums, the crackling of firecrackers, the waving of red flags, and the sea of people."
To put it more clearly, it's... chaotic.
It's extremely chaotic.
Qingchen even saw soldiers setting up a makeshift swimming pool on the airport runway, where a group of white soldiers were soaking and whistling at the female soldiers passing by...
If this were in the Eastern Continental Army Group, these whistling and swimming pool enthusiasts would have been executed on the spot long ago.
Moreover, Qing Chen also saw that after many airships landed, some minor nobles went around asking who they should report to, but no one paid any attention to them for half an hour.
The Roosevelt Kingdom has a total of nine outposts outside the Forbidden Forest, guarding the key routes from the Giant Dynasty to human cities.
When the kingdom goes on expeditions, all the nobles must be reorganized at these nine outposts. Only when they arrive here do they learn which division, brigade, and regiment of the army group they belong to, who they are under the command of, and what their combat mission is.
Blue Mountain, Crimson Blood Squad, and Slave Army all disembarked from the airship aboard Kennedy I and began registration and organization.
After the record is made, they don't know how long it will take before someone comes to inform them who they should take orders from.
The Crimson Blood Squad looked relaxed, and Yellow asked in a low voice, "Captain, are you sure everything is foolproof?"
Blackie chuckled softly, “My friend is the second steward of Marquis Bolton. There’s no need to trouble Marquis Bolton at all to transfer a free citizen to a land combat unit.”
“When will we get to know the Marquis of Bolton?” Green sighed. “He’s really lucky. He rose through the ranks after marrying the fifth princess of the Roosevelt family, and he’s not in any danger staying at the outpost.”
Five hours later, a chubby officer finally came to them.
The officer looked at the LCD screen in his hand and said, "Who is Northon Kennedy?"
Lan Shan stepped forward: "That's me."
The officer said with a smile, "Your airships have been incorporated into the First Air Force under Duke Storm's command. Congratulations."
The man in black quickly stepped forward to shake hands with the officer, and with a flick of his wrist, he transferred his expensive watch to the officer's wrist.
He showed no sign of it on his face, but his hands fastened the watch strap for the other person: "Thank you very much."
The First Air Force is the main force of Storm City. On the one hand, following the Duke means you can get rewards and credit; on the other hand, following the main force means you won't become cannon fodder.
The officer glanced at his wristwatch, his smile widening. "No need to thank me, we were comrades before. Alright, my investigation revealed that you were short a quarter of your ammunition when we were at the airport. I'll take the liberty of re-issuing it to you!"
"Thank you so much!" Black almost burst into tears.
As the saying goes, money can make the devil turn the millstone. The Roosevelt Kingdom has stood for nearly a thousand years, and like the Eastern Continent Federation, it is also plagued by accumulated problems and interpersonal issues everywhere.
Just looking at the way Blackie flicks his wrist, it's clear that this isn't something you can learn in just one or two tries.
At that moment, the officer asked with a smile, "Who is Brian Kennedy?"
Qing Chen took a step forward: "That's me."
The officer's smile gradually faded: "You've been transferred to the 2nd Brigade of the 3rd Division of the Army. Come with me."
The slaves standing nearby were stunned. They knew very well that the Third Division was a ground exploration force, which was essentially cannon fodder responsible for exploring the rules of the Forbidden Forest.
This fighting force consisted of 90% convicted slaves; it was a true slave army.
The housekeeper was assigned there, and there was basically no way out for her!
The slaves looked at each other in dismay. They knew the steward would be in trouble, but they never expected it to be this bad!
Lan Shan couldn't help but ask, "Wait a minute, didn't the Third Division already enter the Forbidden Forest? How did he end up in the Third Division?"
The officer chuckled and said, "The Third Division will be back in a few days to prepare. This Brian Kennedy can clean up the outpost first and wait to rendezvous with the Third Division."
The so-called "reorganization" was simply because the slave army had suffered too many casualties, so they needed to return to replenish their troops and supplies!
Send a new batch of cannon fodder to their deaths!
Lan Shan glanced silently at Qing Chen, who followed the officer with a solemn expression, without looking back.
Blackie said, “Young Master, the Master is in poor health. Right now, your most important task is to quickly gain merit and inherit his marquisate. Your brother has received the same resources as you, and the Crimson Blood Squad has been split into two teams, one with you and one with your brother. As you know, it's impossible for an ordinary family to be granted two marquisates…”
Lan Shan glanced at him, then returned to the airship without saying a word.
Hei Hei watched Qing Chen's departing figure and finally laughed heartily.
The Kennedy 1 will wait here for the Storm Sky Fortress to arrive, and then follow the Duke to the Forbidden Forest.
By the time they return here with the main force, the steward will probably already be dead in the Forbidden Forest.
At that time... he might already be a baron.
But if he knew who this steward was, he should be considering whether the outpost would still be there when he returned.
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The officer swayed his large, fleshy rear end like a corgi.
The officer hadn't introduced himself, so Qingchen labeled him "Corgi Officer".
As the officer walked, he said, "Don't think that just because you followed Marquis Kennedy before, you'll be able to do anything. The rule of the kingdom is that everyone is equal on the battlefield. The giants won't let you go just because you saved the marquis. They will be even more ruthless and tear you apart."