Just when the Dreaddemon Kings lurked down one by one, hiding in the shadows to observe this strange planet and the strange inhabitants living on the planet, Zhang Cheng's space carrier welcomed two guests.

One of them is the more familiar old Chen, while the other is a cold-looking woman.

Staring into the eyes of the two people, he asked expressionlessly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Of course, I've heard that you've infiltrated Harleison society with a tenth of your expeditionary force in exchange for a few hundred low-strength spies?" the woman asked in an unkind tone.

"Yes, but my Dreadlords aren't just spies! they're the best of conspirators, capable of subverting a seemingly powerful nation or organization from within. The reason why you have failed in your previous attacks is that you have relied too much on violence and see it as the truth of the conquest of the universe. Of course, in a way, I agree with the importance of violence, but when violence is not enough, I take a different approach. Zhang Cheng explained unhurriedly.

But the woman apparently didn't think so, and retorted with a sneer: "Do you understand the social structure of the Harlesons, do you know the way their power, power, and resources are distributed? No, you don't! So your ridiculous plan is doomed to failure." Don't waste your time, newcomer, you don't know what a real superstring war is right now. ”

"Hey, you're a little too much!" reminded Lao Chen, who was standing on the side.

"Pass?" the woman turned, staring at him with two reptile-like pupils. "You know how much time it takes me to build an expeditionary fleet, but what about this guy? He didn't even think about it, and he buried a tenth of his strength as cover. ”

"Shut up, remember, that's the decision of the initiator, if you have a grudge, go to him, don't play pretended to be a newcomer. Lao Chen reprimanded without showing weakness.

It is not difficult to see from the-for-tat attitude of the two that the relationship between the two of them is not good, and it is by no means the first time they have quarreled.

"Hmph! It seems that this time you are on the side of the newcomers, right? Then let's wait and see what effect this so-called thief plan can have. With that, the woman turned and burrowed into the space-time linker, and returned to the headquarters with the power of the main string.

Looking at the unstable overflowing energy emanating from the rift, Lao Chen sighed helplessly and explained: "That woman just now was in charge of technology research and development and logistics support, and almost all the expeditionary fleets, clone soldiers, weapons, and equipment were made by her. In addition, almost every expedition will produce a lot of attrition, causing her nerves to be a little irritable. But don't worry, usually she just complains and loses her temper at most, and she won't go to the initiator to complain. ”

"So she's here today to demonstrate? Thinking I'm a newcomer to the organization, I look like I'm a bully. Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with danger.

"Damn it, promise me don't go crazy or you'll be besieged. Lao Chen gritted his teeth and issued a warning.

Maybe the rest of the organization reacted like this, and he would see it as a verbal outlet, but this guy in front of him was definitely more than just venting.

"Relax, I'm not that stupid. However, since someone has taken the initiative to provoke, then I will respond accordingly. I believe that after my plan to conquer the Dark Planet, it will be very exciting to slap that lady in the face at the regular meeting, isn't it?"

You know, he's not the kind of person who swallows his anger, especially a second-line member in charge of equipment logistics.

That's right!

It's a second-tier member!

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, people like this who are engaged in scientific research and logistics supply are basically an irreplaceable and important core of a country or organization.

But unfortunately, in the Superstring Wars, their greatest use is not to invent anything new, but to effectively integrate all the technologies in the conquered regions, nothing more.

This also means that the traditional concept of focusing on R&D and innovation will not work here at all, and it is not even as fast as plundering the technology of other civilizations.

On the contrary, those front-line combatants, each of whom possesses unimaginable power and can easily destroy the galaxy if necessary, are the irreplaceable main force.

Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng, who has the power of a stellar Titan, is such an offensive force.

Although he didn't quite understand what the other party suddenly came to the door for, he would not turn a blind eye to this kind of provocation, and he had to respond strongly.

"Hey, whatever you want. Finally, a reminder, your plan had better not fail, otherwise it will ......" Lao Chen deliberately dragged out a long note, and the meaning of his words was self-evident.

"Got it! I don't have the word failure in my dictionary. Zhang Cheng assured categorically.

He was not a fool, and understood that this task was essentially a trial, a test of his own ability and vision.

If it succeeds, then it is naturally easy to say anything, and it may be assigned to a certain area, and it will be responsible for conquering the city in a region alone and expanding the sphere of influence of the organization.

But if it fails, eighty percent will not be able to obtain major rights for a long time, and if they don't do it, they will be marginalized and completely reduced to the role of advisers and the like.

After all, within the organization, the rights section not only means mastering a huge fleet and resources, but also means being able to build its own base centered on a certain main string.

"I hope so! I have great expectations for you!"

Leaving this sentence, Lao Chen also followed the space-time connector and left the mothership to return to the headquarters.

After both of them disappeared for more than half an hour, Zhang Cheng, who was sitting in the chair, muttered to himself with a smile: "Interesting! An organization that seems to be united, but it is full of fierce competition inside." It seems that the main string is an irresistible temptation for every member. In that case, let's show off my abilities a little bit. ”

The words just fell!

He turned to the Doomsday Lord Polac, who was standing behind him without saying a word, and said, "Go! Inform all the demons of the Legion that it's time to start a hunt and let all the demons begin to evolve in a stronger direction." ”

"Hunting, do you mean ......" Pollack's eyes flashed with a green flame that symbolized evil power.

"I'm sure you've seen how powerful the Harlessons are! Devour them, or be killed by them! This is my chance to give the new Burning Legion! You're too weak, if you don't want to be cannon fodder, fight to the death. ”

"As you wish!

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