On the planet called Hope 2, the indigenous man who was captured and trained as a translator is walking in horror on the battlefield where the battle has just broken out.

Swarms of flies surrounded the corpses of warhorses that had long since lost their lives, buzzing and flying, seemingly tireless.

Fly-like animals seem to be able to appear next to any corpse on any planet, and this creature is more favored by the gods than humans, they can always evolve and multiply endlessly.

Even on many of the planets developed after the Ranhill Empire, flies have appeared, following the migrants, escaping layers of scrutiny and sending their offspring to other planets thousands of miles away.

The whole battlefield looked like hell, because the man walking among the corpses had never even dreamed of such a terrible scene.

He would step on a certain part of the corpse with any foot. Those knights who were covered in armor, usually high on the top, brave and good at fighting, were now lying quietly on the ground, their armor was trampled flat, and their limbs were twisted into strange angles.

These people are dead, and the blood has dried up. The once invincible cavalry regiments of the Empire are now history.

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and trembled as he followed some of the soldiers who walked in a somewhat strange position.

None of these soldiers are human, they are just obedient puppets. They don't have a mind of their own, and they can't talk.

In fact, they are not really robots either, because they do not have a so-called AI program. A simple chip in their body, just implanted with some control programs. The presence of parts such as chips and motherboards is not the core component that supports the puppet's actions.

At this point, there is a fundamental difference between a golem and a robot. They are just "AI" created by magic that simplifies their personalities, so they can't communicate like real robots.

If they are real robots, then only the central control computer needs to input the combat program, and each combat robot will execute the command according to the instructions.

But that's not the case with these puppet robots. They need to obey the orders of their leaders and carry out tasks according to orders, and they cannot use computers to intervene suddenly on a large scale.

This is also an important reason why combat puppet robots need to use gestures and voices to give commands.

The moving puppet robots in front of them are destined for a nearby town. They want to take over there and capture more experiments in order to speed up the production of the orb of knowledge.

Although the two sides can communicate effectively with the help of machine translation, it is still not very convenient.

For the commanders of the Irlanhill Empire, it is much more handsome to let the enemy kneel down and learn the divine language well than to hold a translator and rely on translation software to communicate.

"I want you to make them obedient! I don't want another attack like this! Do you understand? The handsome demon commander who was walking in front of the man suddenly stopped and looked back at the native man who was following him.

The translator hanging on the shoulder of the handsome demon officer immediately spoke out and translated what the demon officer said to the other party. The native man was startled, then quickly nodded and replied, "Yes!" Yes, sir! My lord! ”

When the machine translated it to the demon officer, it translated the word "adult" very accurately.

In fact, in the armies of the Irlanhill Empire, the word "adult" has been eliminated. Generally, everyone directly addresses their positions, such as squad leader, company commander, regiment commander, army commander, etc.

Of course, there are also military ranks, such as captain, lieutenant, colonel, and so on. Or just call the chief.

It's rare for people to refer to officers by the old word "adult", but in the translator's machine, this slightly obscure word is translated very expressively or accurately.

There is no way to do this, because after all, it is machine translation, although it is accurate, but it has no human touch and context at all.

"Looks like it needs to be fixed." Nostalgic for a moment, the demon officer, who was accustomed to hearing the title of adult, twisted his neck and continued to walk forward.

The native man hurriedly followed, because for him, there was an inexplicable sense of security behind a fellow human.

After all, only the overly handsome man in front of him looked like a normal human being, and those soldiers who were like soulless puppets were obviously unable to communicate.

What's more, he had seen with his own eyes that there was a puppet with a weapon that smashed a man's head with one shot.

The scene was so bloody that he still felt like vomiting when he thought about it now.

The handsome man in front of him is gentle and elegant, and he still looks like a reasonable person, and when he walks with him, he unconsciously has a sense of security in his heart.

It seems that as long as you get close to this man who is more noble than the nobles in his gestures, those fierce and soulless puppets become less terrifying.

"Is that really good?" Inside the headphones, a man's voice was teasing the demon officer walking in the field with his hands behind his back: "How do you feel about pretending to be friendly and looking at a talking can of luncheon meat gently?" ”

"I'm just on a mission, and there's still a big difference between him and luncheon meat until I have an order to kill him." The demon officer smiled and glanced at the natives behind him, and lowered his voice to salute the other party.

As he walked forward, he continued, "Do you think demons like to eat companions or raw meat? No, how can those things be as good as supplies...... If we can, we also prefer cooked food, okay? ”

"How does it feel to tease the locals and enjoy their reverent gaze?" The officer on duty at the command seemed to be very quiet and continued to talk awkwardly.

"Nothing special." The aristocratic officer was also very idle, so he also answered all questions: "Actually, I prefer to carry out intense tasks......"

The person in the headset laughed, and then promised: "No problem, if there is an order to kill, I will be the first to send it to you." ”

"Thank you!" The demon officer thanked him and said, "It is my honor to be loyal to Your Majesty. ”

He pressed the long sword at his waist, looked into the distance, and saw a small town that seemed to be nothing, sitting halfway up the hill on the other side of the woodland.

The demon officer grinned, smiling even more happily. Then he stopped, turned around and patted the indigenous man on the shoulder: "You go first, tell the people in the town not to be nervous, I'...... Not a bad guy. ”

The indigenous man looked at the sincere smiling face of the demon officer, and was inexplicably moved, the other party's face was full of sunshine, and he was sincere as if he had his own BGM.

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Recently, I have been feeling unwell, and there are still some things at home, and I will definitely try my best to make up for it if I can make up for it, so don't worry.