Chapter 515 Military Parade

Feng Ling and Yue Ying returned to the temporary residence of the elves in the human city. Feng Ling held Yue Ying's hand and sat in one place.

A pair of calm and wise eyes stared at the sister in front of him quietly, and asked calmly: "What did you encounter in the high-dimensional space?"

General Bai E did fight fiercely, which was obvious.

But sister Yue Ying's breath was peaceful throughout, with a bit of expected confusion.

Feng Ling was a little curious about whether Yue Ying could resist the erosion of the desire demon... or how long she could resist.

After all, even she herself did not dare to face the desire demon in person. Only from her sister, she might be able to get a little first-line confrontation information for future reference.

Even a prophet is not omniscient.

Yue Ying bit her lower lip slightly and hesitated for a while.

The long sword named the Blade of the Heart of Law was given to her by Bai E, but it did not mean that it was given to her own people.

You can use it yourself, and when necessary, you can also use the power of this sword to protect your tribe members within a certain range, but you can't treat it as your own property and dispose of it at will...including the right to know.

As for his unbearable posture in front of the Desire Demon, it was just normal.

Looking at Yueying's hesitant look, Feng Ling smiled sympathetically, "It's okay, if there is anything that is inconvenient to say, you don't have to say it. You can keep any secrets about General Bai'e."

"Actually...actually, I didn't see anything." Yueying said softly, "In the process of tracing the Garuda spirit to the high-dimensional space, I have lost my subjective consciousness. I only vaguely saw General Bai'e leading me to kill a whole army of Desire Demons. Other things...I don't know much."

"Is that so..." Feng Ling's eyes were slightly distracted, and after thinking for a while, she stopped asking.

There are still many details to ask about the matter.

But as she said to Yueying, if it involves the secrets related to General Bai'e, she doesn't want to go into it.

Many things can only be accomplished naturally if they are left to their own devices.

"Then take a good rest." Feng Ling smiled and patted Yueying's hand, "Encountering those desire-based demons must have been a great drain on your will."

Willpower is also a resource that can be consumed, which is why the erosion of demons is a fatal factor for living beings.

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The elves who buried their own people went for less than two days, and just burying them does not take too much time.

After this competition, they also truly realized the potential of humans.

Regardless of whether the appearance of General Bai'e is an exception, as long as Bai'e is here, this city called Black Water City has shown that it is valuable enough to form an alliance.

The cooperation between the two tribes does not require Bai'e to come forward to discuss anything, and the exchange of interests between the upper-level figures is only known to a small number of people.

What Bai'e can see is... the attitude of the envoy sent by the upper-level elders to contact him has become extremely respectful.

And he presented the seal with a very humble attitude, stating that this is the identity certificate of the elders' council.

From this moment on, Bai'e also had a place in the Elders Council, the top decision-making body in the city!

This was far from a qualified seat that a normal military district general could obtain. Until this moment, Bai'e had truly reached the most central position in the city.

Bai'e, who had seen off the envoy, casually threw the seal on the table of his current private residence, turned around and strode out the door.

Whether it was the competition with the elves or the discussion of specific cooperation matters between the two tribes at the top, the production of the artificial human production line had never stopped.

In the past half month, the production line with the highest efficiency had produced the first batch of artificial human warriors who had been freed from the restriction of "passivation of thoughts".

And today... is the moment for all the warriors to "exit the cabin" for acceptance.

Where Weislin was in the past, Bai'e is now standing on it.

Before he arrived, the scene was already full of onlookers.

The officers of the military district, the curious elves' delegation, and even some members of various forces in the city who wanted to make friends with Bai'e, all gave Bai'e, who came last, a sincere smile.

For this rising man who has shown endless potential and current strength, no one would not want to invest in him to get a ticket to the future.

Bai'er looked at those figures indifferently, without even an expression on his face.

The only advantage of being born as an artificial man is that he doesn't have to pretend to understand the ways of the world, and everyone even thinks that this is the right thing to do. What's even better is that everyone believes that they can teach him the so-called "ways of the world" and try their best to win him over.

Standing in Weislin's position, Bai'er looked at the silent square in front of him.

2,000 new recruits, this is the number of the first batch of artificial warriors.

These two thousand production cabins for producing artificial men are commonly used machines, running all the time.

It is also possible to increase production in the future, but the debugging of those machines will take time, and the next batch of artificial warriors will be more than two thousand.

Bai'er's eyes swept over those silent and confused faces like a blank sheet of paper, and he was also mixed in them. The feeling of confusion in this new world is still vivid.

He looked fixedly at a certain place in it, which was where he once was.

At this moment, the warrior in that position was as confused as he was before.

After the ban on "oblivious thoughts" was lifted, these artificial human recruits had a clearer and deeper understanding of "self", and they became more and more confused by the scene in front of them.

And at this moment, the first figure who comes to speak in front of them will undoubtedly leave the deepest impression on them... just like a little duck that has just hatched will think that anyone it sees is its mother.

This was also the reason why Weslin came forward to speak in the first place.

Bai E blinked, and his thoughts returned to himself. With his last glance, the number on the nameplate on the chest of the soldier standing in the same position came into his eyes - 95B28.

Line 95, Type B production cabin, the 28th batch of artificial humans.

I don't know what his future will be like.

Bai E put his hands behind his back, and his voice resounded equally throughout the entire military parade square under the influence of spiritual energy, "Welcome to this new era, recruits!"

“You have come for this new era, with the mission of carrying it forward to future generations.”

"Our era is full of endless threats, and sacrifice will be the first word you must learn!"

"The foundation of an empire is based on sacrifice. This is a true motto. The blood of martyrs is the fire of the empire. When the loyal slave learns to love the whip, only death is the end of duty."

The words I made up casually for the player in the past have finally turned into a bullet and hit me now.

I don’t know if the words I casually made up that day became an oath to bind me, or if these words I blurted out subconsciously were what I was thinking in my heart.

Only at this moment, with the improvement of its status, it finally issued a declaration to the world for the first time——

“For thousands of years we have endured in silence, sometimes sprouting briefly in the sun, more often lingering in the shadow of death, for countless centuries we have fought and died, spilling the blood of our enemies and our own blood beyond count. battlefield.

Human beings continue to sacrifice themselves, and sacrifice allows the continuation of human blood, generation after generation, generation after generation, no matter what the great ideal is, because the sacrifice itself is greater than any ideal.

But perhaps, there is a hope buried deep in everyone's heart: maybe one day, maybe ten thousand years from now, there will be a generation that no longer needs to sacrifice, and there will be a generation where mankind will live in peace forever..."

"..."

The purer words triggered the deepest thinking, and the ability of the psychic motto also turned these words into pure emotions and engraved them into the hearts of every observer.

The soldier who had not been "blunted by longing" looked at the tall and tall officer in front of him, as if he realized more deeply from the depths of his soul the heavy meaning behind the inherent images in his mind.

"sacrifice!"

"Our sacrifice is so that future generations will no longer need to sacrifice!"

"The world will be reborn in our hands, and we are here to meet such a great responsibility!"

…

In the end, all thoughts turned into the most determined response, "Yes! Sir!"

The unanimous shouts of 2,000 people were earth-shattering, and the firmness emanating from them even stunned the senior military officers who were accustomed to such scenes.

"Why do the recruits look different this time?"

The city power personnel and the elf envoys who rarely come here may not know it, but they are all old men from the military region who have conducted more than one military parade.

When will these newly born artificial beings with mixed consciousness become so clear-headed?

Not to mention recognizing his current situation, being able to respond to the order seriously is already an unimaginable achievement, let alone such a unanimous response?

"But it does make people's blood boil..." Some generals looked at the speaking figure with admiration.

This warrior who climbed up from an android may be born to be a leader. Even a few casual remarks can make everyone convinced. This is not what that boy Weslin can do.

Perhaps... Weislin would fall asleep completely like this, and letting General Baie be the acting marshal of their military region forever would be a good choice.

"..." The general who was good at psychic power stood in the crowd without saying a word. The fluctuations in the psychic maxims were quite obvious. Perhaps it was because of the psychic maxims that reached the depths of the soul that the new recruits behaved so clearly.

However, it is normal for powerful psykers to have psychic mottos attached to their casual words. It can only be said that General Baie is the destined leader of their military region.

…

"The pattern of this human general is indeed extraordinary. It would be great if he was born in our elves!"

"With a presence like General Baie, this city is indeed about to embark on a new journey."

"It may be the right choice for us to fully cooperate with them."

The elves have also gone through thousands of selections for human cities.

But the cities they like don’t like them, let alone the cities they don’t like.

"But everyone, we need to be clear..." Storm's mind is always sober. Lord Prophet usually does not express opinions very much. There must be an actual controller of the affairs within the clan. "The person we are cooperating with is 'Blackwater City' after all." , or is there ‘Blackwater City’ where ‘General Bai E’ is located?”

In the calm psychic network, the elves were silent, their eyes flickering slightly.

Yeah... humans are never monolithic.

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After seeing that he had left a sufficient first impression on these recruits, Bai Er nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Having achieved his goal, he did not need to continue to show his presence.

Too much is as bad as too little, otherwise it would be easy for those onlookers in the city to think that he had some suspicion of holding his own troops.

After all, on the surface, these soldiers always belong to the "city", not the "military district" or a certain "individual".

Of course, if this "individual" is the city lord or the city lord's son, there is no problem.

"Now, under the leadership of the squad leader, we will register your talents and expertise to determine the specific responsibilities you need to assume in future battles!"

According to Weislin's previous actions, Bai Er walked through the ceremony of the military parade and turned to leave.

The recruits, who had a little goal and direction for their future, lined up and left more actively. Under the leadership of the leading officers, they went to various places to test their abilities and tendencies.

Seeing that the people from all parties in the city just made a simple speech and left neatly, they were also quite satisfied with Bai'e's performance this time.

His speech in front of foreigners did not fall from the prestige of humans, and he did not show any ambition to win over others.

The only strange thing is... who taught him these words?

The speech prepared in advance was completely useless?

...

The crowd waited in silence, and then came forward one by one.

After a simple question and answer, they were assigned to two different directions and lined up in another place.

The new android warrior "curiously" watched his companions in front of him being taken to unfamiliar directions one by one, until he also came to the front.

"What specialty?" The officer sitting behind the shining alloy table asked coldly.

"What... specialty?" The new android warrior repeated subconsciously.

The officer who was asking the question was getting impatient. Did he need to waste his breath explaining every new recruit to them?

He turned his eyes and saw the badge on the chest of the new soldier - 95B28.

"Turtle!"

With an exclamation, the officer who was asking the question jumped up from his seat, showing his eight yellow teeth and forcing out the kindest smile in his life, his eyes became a little flattering and asked, "What is your specialty?"