Published: March 2, 2025
The playful tone lingered for a long time.
Hearing the mention of "internal traitor," Gul was instantly overjoyed, while Wen Yu slowly narrowed his eyes.
This guy is not only cautious but also smart…
"Thank..."
On the other end, just as Gul managed to say "thank you," the communicator was already disconnected. When he tried to call back, all he got was a busy signal.
"Investigate!"
Wen Yu issued a command directly to Beijing through his tactical terminal, trying to find out which influential person had recently appeared on the Zone Three 01864 continental plate, but the results were still not optimistic.
That desolate place lacked the necessary surveillance facilities—this was a blind spot.
With the trap failed, the clues were interrupted once again.
Wen Yu could only sigh, silently retracting the exclusive tactical terminal of the Beijing commander-in-chief, covering himself with a blanket, and quietly waiting. After a moment, Gul's voice came from outside the tent.
"Uncle, uncle! Things have worked out."
For Gul, good news came one after another.
That night, the internal traitor helped him solve the supply issue, and by the next day, Lei also arrived with good news.
"Marquez seems to be softening. I suggested moving this settlement point elsewhere, and Marquez didn’t hesitate much before agreeing."
"In other words, Lord Marquez still hasn’t agreed to join the resistance army, right?"
Gul said, and Lei nodded.
"That's right. However, both Marquez and I will go to Zone Three 01864 continental plate. As long as Marquez has doubts, I’m confident I can pull him into our camp."
Upon hearing this, Gul was overjoyed. He took Lei's hand and earnestly said "thank you."
Then Gul shifted the conversation to express his concerns.
"What about the people here?"
The so-called "people here" referred to the ancient demons living under the protection of Marquez and Lei—if Gul left with Marquez and Lei, it would mean those people would lose their supply sources, and on this continental plate near the Zone Three forward base, they would not be able to survive for long.
It must be said, this little guy has a bit of compassion.
"Take them all with us."
Wen Yu whispered again in Gul's ear.
"When we go to Zone Three 01864, we will need labor to build the base. Unless there is a ready-made large base that can accommodate over a million demonic creatures, the initial 'farmers' are indispensable."
"Uncle Number Three is right. Even if we can’t pick out qualified warriors and usable people here, just the five thousand laborers are indispensable to us."
Wen Yu and Lei sang in harmony, directly settling the matter.
Gul thought for a moment and also felt what the two said was reasonable, but then another problem emerged.
"The demonic clan cannot use the teleportation passages. In other words, we need to cross the void. One or two people are fine, but five thousand... sigh... this used to be a simple job, but now, Earthlings have set up defensive lines in the void. How to break through this line of defense might be a challenge."
"I have a solution for that."
Lei took on the task straightforwardly.
The three quickly outlined the plans and finalized the migration.
As for their initiative, Wen Yu and the others certainly stood out.
The day after the plan was discussed, Lei and Marquez gathered everyone again.
"Everyone, everyone, I have an announcement to make."
It was Lei who spoke up, while Marquez simply stood by with his arms crossed, seemingly indifferent to everything.
The crowd naturally gathered around, and Lei began his speech.
In summary, it was nothing more than stating that it was unsafe here, and they had found a safer location for everyone.
Under the threat of "food," these ancient demons had no reason to refuse.
So after breakfast, everyone quickly packed their bags. Lei went out first to scout, and only when Marquez's communicator rang with Lei’s "everything is safe" message did the main force start to move.
Wen Yu and Gul simply stood in the middle of the line, following the flow of people, inconspicuous.