"You want those prisoners? What's the use?" Pao Bai asked puzzledly.
In order to eliminate the influence of the Eight Heads on Dark Strip City as quickly as possible, the actions against these eight races were full of blood.
Neither Ye Zhongming nor Pao Bai participated in the process, but they could imagine it.
All the leaders and soldiers were killed, and the rest were ordinary people or very low-level soldiers.
Although most of the tribesmen in Batou have died, there are still many captives left, and various races have divided some among them and used them as coolies or as miners and agricultural workers.
"It's useful. Do you have any in your hand?" Ye Zhongming could have talked to those small races just now, but his purpose of wanting these lives was not very good, and he didn't want his image to be damaged for the time being.
"Of course I don't have it in my hand. It's all arranged by the clan, but I can go and ask for it. Just tell me how much I want, right?"
Pao Bai's current status is not ordinary. He is one of the four great masters of the entire Xingyan clan (not counting Luo She), and he is the youngest one with the greatest potential. He was the star of hope before, he still is now, and he will continue to be in the future.
yes.
His words still carry weight in the clan.
And there is one difference between Pao Bai and Ye Zhongming, that is, he has a higher prestige in the Xingyan tribe's army. The people of Baiyin camp regard him as their leader and are loyal to him. If Pao Bai is treated unfairly, they will
I really dare to drag him out and confront the clan members.
Ye Zhongming thought for a moment, and if he asked for too much, it would probably attract the attention of the Xingyan tribe, so he said, "Let's start with a hundred people."
Pao Bai nodded in agreement, then stopped talking.
"I have left you with your belongings. Ten thousand pieces of Kegang level, twenty pieces of Hong Ning level, and one piece of Lenny level suitable for you. They are a pair of long daggers."
Pao Bai immediately became excited.
"But the price is the market price." Ye Zhongming's next words immediately brought Pao Bai's happiness to an abrupt end.
However, Pao Bai recovered immediately and said: "That's right. It's impossible to give all of this equipment to our Silver Camp. Leave some for Lao Jin. The rest still has to be handed over, so the market price should be used."
"You can't do something shameless first, and then continue to shamelessly take advantage of others."
Pao Bai thought about the change in his family's attitude towards Ye Zhongming, and now he still felt angry.
"By the way, didn't we kill the eight heads? There is a race in the Council of Ten Thousand Races who uses this to attack us. It is the one picked by those dwarves. I heard that it is about to enter the voting stage. The specific results should not be out yet, otherwise
Jie Su will tell us."
Ye Zhongming frowned after hearing Pao Bai's words.
This matter may be big or small.
Genocide happens every once in a while, but it is basically the genocide of a small race. Even if the reason is the exploitation and oppression of other races, at least it seems to be natural extinction, so no one cares about it.
The Star Eye Tribe and the Alliance of Small Races are different this time. They directly slaughtered eight medium races with bloody methods. They are already starting a war. The good thing is that people will listen to your explanation and believe that this is a personal vendetta. It is symbolic.
A small amount of punishment is enough; in bad cases, they will be liquidated.
Nowadays, the Star Eye Tribe and the Alliance of Minor Races do not have a good impression on the Hall Stars. They wish they were dead. I guess the matter will not be solved so easily.
"Don't think about it, we are not qualified to participate in this kind of high-level game." Pao Bai patted Ye Zhongming on the shoulder, and then said: "How long will it take to reach the top?"
This is an issue that both he and Jiesu Isev are concerned about. When he left the planet hunting ground before, Ye Zhongming looked like he was paying 70,000 to 80,000 Leira. If everything goes well, according to his previous speed, it is estimated that it should be possible within one or two universe years.
That threshold has been reached.
This is already very fast. Only geniuses, no, extreme geniuses, can be powerful at a speed of ten thousand leira per universe year.
To become a great master in ten years is considered a standard for a supreme genius.
"I'm not sure. We'll talk about it later." Ye Zhongming said vaguely.
"After you go back, you can communicate with the clan and see if you can transfer the craftsmen who have followed me before. If you agree, I can provide the clan with a piece of red condensate-level equipment for free every fifty universe days.
They can also sign a contract, and they can work with me for up to five hundred cosmic days, and then they can return to the clan."
Now Ye Zhongming is under a lot of pressure to make equipment, and even with his astonishing speed, he can't keep up with the progress of his plan, so he needs helpers, even if they can simply handle the materials or do some work, then he can still be efficient.
Improve again.
Pao Bai was a little unsure and asked, "Can it be done?"
Now the clan clearly wants to draw a clear line between them and Ye Zhongming, so I'm afraid they can't agree to this casually.
"Don't worry, although you and I can't figure out what happened in the clan now, one thing is that the behavior of the clan shows that there is still no way to break up the face. Regarding the craftsman, let alone maintaining an open face like this now.
Even if the relationship is worse, I will agree to it."
"What can the craftsmen in the clan do now? Try to make Kegang-level equipment, and the failure rate is appallingly high. As for the Hongning-level equipment, only Jikesu can do it, and I haven't asked him to do it yet. This kind of
I have the opportunity to earn equipment and learn my manufacturing skills. Is there anything my clan won’t agree to?”
Pao Bai nodded, then left after chatting for a while.
One hundred Batou tribesmen were sent to Yunding Manor.
Ye Zhongming asked Xiao Min to arrange them in a room in the basement, and also asked Qizhen and the Red Makeup Guards to take charge of this place.
"Your Majesty, what can I do?" Qizhen was confused. She didn't know why Ye Zhongming suddenly asked her to take charge of a brand new project.
Ye Zhongming looked at the woman who now had the most say in the Changxu Shui Tribe and asked: "He said that in addition to being the best in racial skills, you have also made achievements in other aspects of potions, toxins and even alchemy.
So you are the most suitable person to take charge of this project."
After reading Seven Needles, she still didn’t understand. Ye Zhongming didn’t use the terminal, but gave her something handwritten.
"Take this information back and read it. It is about an immature medicine. Your task is to understand this medicine as quickly as possible and then improve it so that it can work."
Hearing what Ye Zhongming said, Qizhen also became interested and asked casually: "What kind of medicine is it about?"
"Increase Furela." Ye Zhongming answered casually.
Qi Zhen looked up blankly.
She was a little shocked, because this thing has not been heard of being made artificially among all the races in the entire universe. Most of the things that can improve Furela are natural treasures. Perhaps the strong men of the Changxu Aquatic Tribe and someone
Some alchemy masters or master alchemists can occasionally refine one or two potions with limited improvement!
"These 100 people are the subjects of clinical trials. You have the final say on how to use them. If it's not enough, just tell me and I will get more for you."