Thinking of this, Xie Yuan was also confused - why would a supernatural being be so interested in an ordinary guy like him?
Thinking of this, Xie Yuan suddenly felt sad for the people here - living in an era where demons are dancing around, how can life get better!
But handing over your soul is like sacrificing your soul to the devil! Not only do you feel guilty psychologically, but how can you have a good time dealing with the devil?
There is a saying that when making a deal with the devil, the latter has secretly set the price in destiny. If you let go of it today, what will happen if they want more tomorrow?
But if you don't give it...Slaanesh is equivalent to a big monster force. If they hate me for this in the future, unless they never come here, there will always be a chance to take revenge.
Xie Yuan didn't want to hand over the stasis capsule now, but he also didn't want to offend this seemingly powerful Slaanesh force.
He believed that although these spirit races had nothing to do and did many bad things, it was against his conscience to sit back and watch their souls being devoured by demons.
Besides, what kind of gift can the devil give? It's nothing more than physical enhancement or special ability bonus, but Xie Yuan doesn't need it now - he wants the solar sail technology of the Eldar and some other aliens.
science and technology.
But now if we hand over all these Eldar captives to Slaanesh, wouldn't we offend the Necrons and cut themselves off from humanity!
How to say no but not offend the monster in front of you?
Xie Yuan thought for a while, and then asked the "beautiful" monster in front of him: "Excuse me, Sir Shahira, have you ever heard of the term "the existence and non-existence of each other"?
"No!" The beautiful monster shook his head, "But what does this have to do with me asking you for their souls?"
"It's still a little bit, please listen to me."
Xie Yuan glanced at Shahira and found that she was willing to listen, and then he began to say: "You are so eager to pursue the souls of the Spiritual Race. Have you ever thought about what will happen to you once all the Spiritual Race is collected?"
How do you get strength?"
"Of course, we should get whatever the Milky Way has from wherever it is!" Shahira said confidently.
Good guys, that means the next step is to focus on humans?
Xie Yuan calmly pretended not to be moved by this information, but continued to explain: "Then I want to ask, is it true that the Spirit Race is vulnerable and can be completely destroyed without being wiped out?"
"...Well, it should be so." Sure enough, in the dream that could not be concealed, Shahila hesitated.
However, Xie Yuan did not take the initiative and said: "In fact, you should slow down the pursuit of the lives of the spirit clan and hang them instead."
"Why?!" Shahila began to raise her voice.
"Think about it, if all the Eldar are really killed, then they will definitely not give up using their last trump card to take revenge. Then everything else will be trivial. Lord Salis being affected will be a big deal."
"You should hang them," Xie Yuan began to advise, "increase their fear and increase the differences between them, and then the first two things will make them start to self-destruct - wouldn't it be more comfortable?"
"Oh, you actually have selfish intentions towards the Spirit Tribe?" Shahila heard Xie Yuan's subtext, "What are you going to do?"
"Hehe!" Xie Yuan rubbed the back of his head, "I just want to exchange some technologies. Anyway, for you, is there any difference between killing them in ten thousand years and killing them now?
They will eventually return to the embrace of chaos."
"Maybe this is your truth, the previous one is just nonsense!"
After Shahila made a disdainful comment, she finally relented: "Hey, who calls you a beloved outsider? Lord Salish has seen the beauty of the outside world and can't wait to reach out and touch it.
He is already communicating with your backers, which means that we are allies now, but I promised to let them go, so you owe me a favor, and a favor means that one day, the Lord will make a request to you, and you always
I want to agree to one, okay?"
So my immediate boss system has already hooked up with the will of the world here? Xie Yuan doesn’t know if it’s true or not, but it still prevents him from being conceited: “I understand.”
So Shahila turned into a ball of purple mist and left here, and Xie Yuan looked at the gradually collapsing cabin passages around him, and could only think a certain way.
Then, he opened his eyes and saw the huge body of ur-025 looking down at him lying on the bed.
"What's wrong?" Xie Yuan asked, looking at ur-025 who came over at some point.
"My indexer just showed that a huge psychic fluctuation occurred here, so come and take a look." ur-025 said honestly.
"Psychic fluctuations?" Xie Yuan shook his head after hearing this, "I'm not a psychic. I just had a dream."
"But the index does show that there was a huge psychic fluctuation just now," ur-025 pointed to the ground, "And look."
Xie Yuan looked around and was shocked: It turned out that there was a layer of hoarfrost along the side of his bed!
The hoarfrost appeared radially around his bed, forming a closed loop that seemed as gorgeous as a pale flower, frightening and beautiful at the same time.
"Ah! It's probably caused by the supernatural creature that sneaked into my dream." Xie Yuan explained to ur-025.
"So...there are indeed living things in subspace..." ur-025 muttered to himself after hearing this.
"Listen, there is nothing mysterious about there being creatures in the subspace. There are many incredible things in the universe. There is nothing weird about the existence of creatures in the subspace. Don't take it to heart. We shouldn't be disturbed in the short term."
Xie Yuan comforted ur-025 not to worry about similar things, and then saw the red display on ur-025's eyes shining brightly - Xie Yuan seemed to be rolling his eyes when he read it.
"Please! I'm an iron man! How could I be affected by this without a soul!" ur-025 argued.
"That's right!" Xie Yuan praised, "Our attitude towards subspace should be that Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement; and our attitude towards subspace creatures should be as Confucius said: Respect ghosts and gods and keep away from them."
The display of ur-025 flashed and asked: "What language are you talking about? Low Gothic? I can't understand it."
Xie Yuan was talking about Confucius's famous sayings in Chinese, but he didn't expect that the Iron Man in the 23k era didn't even have this language, only High and Low Gothic - Low Gothic is said to be a mixture of High Gothic and English.
A universal language formed after two languages.
No wonder humans in this universe have become such idiots - because there is no Chinese language passed down, we can only say that we deserve it!
To this, Xie Yuan could only say, "I will load the translation package to you in the future, and you will know what I said by then."
"Copy that, boss!" ur-025 also concealed the topic.
Xie Yuan then let Iron Man go about his own business. Since he went to bed directly and was suspected of being found, and he had to sleep, he might as well meditate and rest his mind.
In this way, Xie Yuan has developed a habit in this world: unless there is no woman around him, he will always meditate instead of sleeping.
Starting from the next day, Xie Yuan, who had regained his strength, began preparations for his main purpose.
A month later, Xie Yuan completed the layout of the cave fortress's children's room, energy room, hydroponic room and hall with the help of ur-025 and stc2.0... Although except for the children's room, Xie Yuan's other effects were not at all.
Not satisfied.
But there was no time, so I went back again and agreed with Robert and Balalaika that one of them would take turns taking care of them and the other would take turns to help.
Xie Yuan was officially ready to start trouble, and the first target to attack was the slave owner's territory closest to the barren mountain where the little boy was found.
This kind of city does not have a real name, but is named after the slave owner's surname. The slave owner's surname is the Tarke family, so this city is also called Tarke City.
But this city will no longer be called this name in the future.
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