Xiao Jiang had an idea, and it was definitely not a good thing, especially for the 20 million Saints.
These people have chosen to betray. As the calmest race in the starry sky, they have nothing to do with Gree's control. If they choose to betray this time, they will lose control and become an evil race in the future.
According to the previous thinking, such people would either wait for them to fend for themselves or destroy them directly, but now Xiao Jiang has decided to control these people. He will not feel it is a waste to die in war or anything in the future.
With the highest authority, Xiao Jiang directly brought everyone in the underground control room into the Shenwu Space to exercise absolute control over them, and then controlled the ten elders to transfer all troops and saint members back to the jump space he opened.
In less than an hour, all the 20 million saints in the sanctuary disappeared, including all the top equipment and industrial equipment.
…
"Marshal Marshall, what's going on with your report?"
In the conference room of a small combat spacecraft that was no more than 1,500 meters long, a group of dignitaries dressed as extremely gentlemen were sitting at a round table. Beside the round table, a blond man in a sturdy Imperial Marshal uniform said with a scornful expression.
Keep an eye on these big shots.
The person who asked the question was the Speaker of the Jianmei Empire, a short man with a shriveled face and a fake smile. Marshall was the commander who was ordered to attack the Holy Land this time. He issued an emergency report just half an hour ago, so a group of high-level empire officials came over.
There's a meeting.
Marshall has always been dissatisfied with the higher-ups of the empire. The emperor has always refused to deal with the parliament. However, in order to balance the rights in the empire, the imperial parliament has to exist. As for the army, the emperor is nominally the commander-in-chief, but to send troops, it must be approved by the parliament.
, unless the empire is attacked from outside, the emperor has absolute control.
Marshall was a die-hard loyalist to the emperor, so he had potential hostility towards the Speaker. He touched his chin and looked at these big shots. Well, they were actually projections. He looked at them and said calmly:
"An hour ago, the Holy fleet and fortress suddenly retreated to the Holy Star, and then they all disappeared. Our detector went to detect it and found that even the entire Holy Star had disappeared.
We subsequently explored other planets and found that the local populations of various races were still there, but we did not find a single Saint tribesman, and no one even knew where these Saint tribes and the Holy Stars had gone.
In other words, we spent a lot of military and financial resources to launch this war, but in the end the resources were not obtained, and the saints we most wanted to capture were not obtained. Theoretically speaking, we failed this time."
The big shots sitting around the round table all looked at each other, and the top military joint commander narrowed his eyes and said:
"He actually ran away, so what are the marshal's plans? We invested so many resources in the war, but we got nothing. What should we do with our losses?"
Marshall shrugged and said:
"If you hunt rabbits for grass, you have to get some grass back if the rabbits don't get it. After all, there are hundreds of life planets and thousands of resource planets in the sanctuary area. Harvesting them can still meet our consumption this time.
As for the Saints, there must be some reason for their sudden disappearance. We just need to continue to inquire about their whereabouts. On such a big planet, no one has the ability to enter his own inner world and maintain the operation of the planet.
We will continue to investigate, and once we find traces of the Saints, we will capture them."
The Speaker said coldly:
"To put it lightly, we attacked the Saints on the pretext that they had evil armed forces, and at the same time notified the major forces. The other ethnic groups in the Saints did not support the Saints in order not to offend us, so we were able to easily gain the upper hand.
Now that the Holy Race has suddenly disappeared, once we plunder other ethnic groups in the Holy Land, our Jianmei Empire's reputation for safeguarding democracy will be gone."
Marshall said disdainfully:
"It sounds like we have a good reputation these years. When we interfered, attacked, and disintegrated forces such as SAARC and Xuri, who in the Kalamen universe didn't know that the Jianmei Empire said one thing and acted another, and just found any excuse.
Or just use a bottle of laundry detergent to say that these ethnic groups support the evil weapons developed by the saints, and that's it. We can only get resources to compensate for our losses, so why not?"
Speaking openly and openly about the robbery, Marshall had no shame at all. He even said that none of the big shots present felt that this was a shame and that it was a normal thing. However, some people needed some superficial reasons, and some people had no reason at all.
Just don’t want it.
The co-chairman said:
"I agree to conquer other ethnic groups in the sanctuary. Otherwise, we will consume too many resources this time and the empire's major plutocrats will be dissatisfied. Let's put our hands to a vote. If it passes, let His Majesty the Emperor review it."
Not to mention what this group of people who represent the strongest forces in the Kalamen universe are doing, there is an asteroid 150 kilometers away in an asteroid belt in space tens of millions of light-years away. This asteroid
The interior has been hollowed out. On the surface it is an interstellar supply station, but inside it is a black market with large-scale black trade.
After Xiao Jiang obtained the super mastermind of the Saint clan, he merged it with the Red Queen, and thus obtained a lot of important information about the world of Kalamen, among which this black market was very interesting to him.
The black market is a small city located in the center of the asteroid core. You cannot enter it through the portal without an invitation letter. People who enter here are either wealthy people or strong men. Some of them come here to buy rare materials, some come to negotiate, and some come to search for various information.
kind of news.
Xiao Jiang did not need an invitation letter, because the transmission channel here had no meaning to him. He teleported directly into the black market. After a little observation, he walked straight to an alley and walked along the alley to the end. There was a restaurant here.
There was a strange symbol hanging on the door of the hut. The door was open, but it was pitch black inside.
Xiao Jiang touched his nose, lit a cigarette and was about to go in. Suddenly two burly men ran in ahead of him. Xiao Jiang stood at the door smoking without any panic. After a while, the two men squinted their eyebrows and made sad faces.
He walked out, looked at Xiao Jiang, lowered his head and quickly disappeared into the alley.
Xiao Jiang walked into the dark room with a cigarette butt in his mouth. There was no light inside. There was a faint layer of fluorescence in the innermost part. There was a curled-up creature sitting in front of a mirror.
"Salma, do you remember this?"
Xiao Jiang took out a black wooden sculpture and threw it in front of the creature. The creature suddenly raised its head. It had a face like a mole. If you look closely, his body also looked like a mole. Salma stretched out like a claw.
He picked up the wood carving with his hand and looked at it for a while and said:
"Why do you have this thing in your hand? It is a token from me to others."
