The main system is gone.

Mu Shao'an sat in his seat dumbfounded, in the words of the main system, there was nothing wrong with everything he did, and there was nothing wrong with the anti-virus hunters who chose to leave.

Perhaps the only fault is that you shouldn't return to the river too soon.

But what else can be done now?

When he returned to the edge of the black hole, Mu Shaoan received more than a dozen messages in a row.

"Hello, after being elected by more than 60% of the clansmen of the descendants of Taishan, you have officially become the commander of the 3019th Group Army. ”

"Hello, after being elected by more than 60% of the clansmen of the descendants of Taishan, you have officially become the commander of the 3780th Group Army. ”

"Hello, after being elected by more than 60% of the clansmen of the descendants of Taishan, you have officially become the commander of the 3781st Group Army. ”

"Hello, after being elected by more than 60% of the clansmen of the descendants of Taishan, you have officially become the commander of the 3782nd Group Army. ”

"Hello, after being elected by more than 60% of the clansmen of the descendants of Taishan, you have officially become the commander of the 3783rd Army. ”

"Note: Since the above five army groups are the main legions of the Tarzan descendant clan, you will have the right to correct the names of these five army groups. ”

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"Your Excellency, Honorable Commander, since you are currently the commander of all military groups of the Tarzan Descendant clan, you will automatically become the Patriarch/President/Emperor/Chieftain/Pope/Chief/Consul/Slave Owner/God Emperor/Speaker of the Tarzan Descendant Clan. Please select the political system of your ethnic group. ”

"A: Primitive slavery. ”

"B: Feudal aristocracy. ”

"C: Republican parliamentary system. ”

"D: People's democracy. ”

"E: Primitive republic. ”

"F: **** system. ”

"G: Mercenary group system. ”

"H: Military hegemony. ”

"J: Idealistic theocracy. ”

"K: Materialist science system. ”

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"Your Excellency, Patriarch/President/Emperor/Chieftain/Pope/Chief/Consul/Slave Owner/God-Emperor/Speaker, the registered population of the clan you currently rule/dominate/lead is 14.39 billion people, well, sorry, the data is being refreshed, the registered population of the clan you currently rule/dominate/lead is 12.13 billion people, and it is currently losing 5 million people per minute. ”

"Honorable Patriarch/President/Emperor/Chieftain/Pope/Chief/Archon/Slave Owner/God-Emperor/ of the Clan of the Descendants of Tarzan/ Your Excellency Speaker, the strength of the five main groups under your current command is 0, 0, 3000, 15, 0, please hurry up and recruit soldiers, according to the regulations of the Great River Civilization Chaos Headquarters, your clan must complete a campaign against the virus camp in three months, and the total strength of both sides cannot be less than 3 million, if you cannot complete the compulsory campaign for three consecutive years, your clan will be permanently disbanded. ”

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Mu Shaoan read all the information expressionlessly, and he was stunned for 1 minute, numbness, is this teasing me or me?

What the heck?

Who's the hell?

And there are so many titles, is that a title?

Looks like someone is doing something.

Mu Shaoxin was full of anger, but he really had nowhere to vent.

It is estimated that he, Yan Donglai, has become the biggest joke of the year in the Great River Civilization.

But is that really good?

After a long time, Mu Shaoan sighed, no matter what, no matter what, what a big deal, if you really think that this can stump him, it is a joke.

Picking himself up again, he returned to his army group station through the teleportation array, very embarrassed, how do you look like he doesn't look like the commander-in-chief and patriarch of the five major armies/president/emperor/chieftain/pope/chief/consul/slave owner/god emperor/speaker?

Uncle, who came up with this series of shining titles, won't his conscience feel guilty for it?

Mu Shao'an's group army garrison is a separate local area network, but the port, that is, the entrance and exit of the barracks, is still in the seventh war zone, 14,800 kilometers away from the headquarters beacon tower building of the seventh war zone, and 3,291 kilometers away from the 107th group army of the Qiao Mu clan, with a city in between, but last time it was destroyed by Mu Shao'an and Lu Xinchi, the unlucky old man.

So at present, this area should be the most inhospitable, at least Mu Shao'an himself thinks so.

But when he walked out of the portal, he was stunned, did Lao Tzu go to the wrong place?

No, just at a glance, all of them are people, dense, black and oppressive, people who can't see the edge at a glance.

I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands, millions?

I don't know, there are too many people.

But the strange place is here, there are a lot of people, but it is not chaotic.

The tents were set up straight past, leaving a very wide road in the middle, in an orderly manner, although there was a lot of noise, but it did not become a hornet's nest.

Even, the moment he appeared, the whole world was silent in a matter of seconds.

No one spoke, but countless eyes still looked at each other.

Mu Shao'an's eyes instantly became astringent, and there was a kind of heat rushing wildly in his heart, which even made him immediately couldn't help but blurt out, "I-I didn't do anything wrong, everyone, you didn't do anything wrong, thank you for your belief, and thank you for your persistence, not for me, but for what should be insisted on!"

"Now, it seems that we are the only ones left, the total registered population of the Tarzan descendants clan has been reduced to 4.5 billion, and it is decreasing at a faster rate, and there will be fewer in the future. But we can't complain about anything, we can't complain about anything, the brothers and sisters who are gone, we wish them a smooth journey, and the brothers and sisters who remain, you have worked hard. ”

"I'm sorry, if I had known that this would be the case, maybe I would have chosen to be a bystander, really, not to hide it from you, I really regret it, I was too reckless, I didn't understand the essence of the matter. ”

Mu Shaoan smiled bitterly, and the crowd opposite was still quiet.

"But the matter has come to this point, there is nothing to change, so it is useless to regret it, just now, I checked the disappeared clans in the history of the Great River Civilization, the disappeared sub-civilizations, all levels are counted, there are a total of 127,981, if you add our Taishan descendant clan, it is 127,982. Those vanished clans and disappeared sub-civilizations are not all dead, if you trace back to the roots, their descendants may still be thriving and flourishing. ”

"I'm not telling you this statistic to comfort you, saying that even if our clan is gone, we will still be alive and well, anyway, we are not the only clan that has disappeared, anyway, we are not alone! No, no, what I want to say is that a race, a civilization, from the day it was born, there can be no comfort, every moment, every day, every night, every year, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, dangerous moments, shocking, there is no romance at all, because this is not a fairy tale, a hero is not a handsome prince, and a princess does not necessarily represent beauty. ”

"If you are afraid of pain, choose to be a coward! If you choose to face the darkness, then remember the heart-wrenching pain, please be familiar with the loneliness of the long night, please be open to the fragility of life falling into the mire, and never regret it!"

Mu Shaoan suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed straight into the sky!

"And now, before you, is your prince and your king."

"Do you dare to follow me through the long winter and the long night?"

"Do you dare to follow me all the way to the limit of heaven, the end of the earth?"

"Do you dare to follow me, starting from the starry sky above me and ending with death! Do you make your deeds with the white bones of hell, forge your pride with the blood of the gods of the heavenly realm, and make all the heavens and all the worlds tremble under our iron hooves?"

"Do you dare?"

"Do you dare?"

"Don't you dare!"

Mu Shaoan roared three times in a row, like thunder.

And the next moment, countless people in front of him roared wildly and drew their respective weapons, and the cry shook the sky!

They may not really believe in Yan Donglai, but at this moment, they are still willing to offer the greatest sincerity, just because of the same thought.

Never - compromise!