Many races are actually more suitable for space immigrants than humans. In some aspects, they possess unique abilities that humans do not possess.
For example, if the elves migrate to the universe, they can plant green plants on the immigrant planet and obtain food supplies.
Moreover, these seemingly gentle and pointed-eared races also possess strong combat effectiveness and can face low-intensity wars alone.
For another example, the orcs are also a race suitable for space immigrants. They are willing to endure hardship, can endure long space migrations, and can also live on planets with harsh environments for a long time.
These strong races are also extremely powerful in combat. You can form a team with just a few of them. If you have the Lion Cavalry, they can even fight one against a hundred.
Humans alone have no advantages in many aspects. They are mediocre and featureless, so when the Elanshir Empire expands, they can only play the role of auxiliary.
The good news is that humans are the rulers of this empire, and those races that seem to have advantages are actually conquered losers!
Moreover, sitting at the top of that ladder is a human emperor! Therefore, humans are not only assistants in the expansion of the universe, but also participants and even commanders!
However, from a practical point of view, when forming the construction corps, the Elanthir Empire chose mostly elves and orcs.
These two races have excellent pioneering abilities, so they were sent directly to the distant planet Hope 2.
The heavy airtight door slowly opened, and an unpleasant smell of sweat immediately filled the air from the gap, as if the re-entry capsule had just landed and was filled with livestock.
However, when the airtight door was fully opened and the sun shone into the interior of the reentry cabin, which was lit with dim lights, a tall and strong figure walked out with majestic steps.
He blocked the sunlight of this world with his hands, then hunched his back slightly and stepped on the land of the new world.
The orc man twisted his thick neck and looked at the half-built buildings around him. There was no expression on his face.
Although he looks very imposing, it is a pity that he is not wearing any clothes except for a pair of underpants. This makes his mighty and domineering somewhat compromised.
"Start working!" He looked at a puppet robot waiting next to the reentry cabin, opened his mouth, and said in a thick voice: "I hope you are ready."
"We have used the M674 furnace that arrived to melt 40 re-entry modules... Your equipment? We are ready!"
A topless female orc pushed aside the tall male orc standing in front of her, raising her fangs and raising her chin: "Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"
There were two lightning patterns tattooed on her body, and the blood-red patterns went right through her plump breasts on one side and on the other. She shook her shoulders twice and stretched her body: "Should I kill the person first, or should I kill him first?"
Tree?"
"..." The male orc who was pushed away by the female orc with one hand saw the woman behind him. The arrogant expression on his face disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a flattering smile: "My wife... you have worked hard on the road.
,Thanks for your hard work……"
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The door of the other re-entry cabin on the side also opened slowly. This time there was no unpleasant smell inside.
What a surprise. On the contrary, the moment the air-tight door of the re-entry cabin was opened, a faint fragrance filled the air.
A female elf wore silk clothes and walked down the gentle slope with a standard pace like a model.
She looked at this new world with the same curiosity. Behind her were companions who were as beautiful as gods.
These real fairies had curious smiles on their faces. Until they saw the orcs not far away who were walking out of the re-entry cabin in groups.
"Is it because our combat power is not enough? Why do we bring these barbaric guys with us?" The leader, a female elf officer, frowned and muttered softly.
"There is no way, who made these barbarians easy to breed and have a large population." A female elf who jumped down and re-entered the cabin happened to land next to the female officer and said angrily.
It is impossible for the elves to board the transport ship without clothes in order to save weight, because they have relatively slender figures, and most elves do not need to lose weight as strictly as the orcs.
Therefore, in the distance, several human commanders waiting there sighed with regret and returned to the great work of welcoming the arrival of the new troops.
As more orcs and elven troops arrived, the puppets responsible for guarding the base began to distribute their weapons and equipment to these troops coming from afar.
Standard long swords with exactly the same specifications were distributed to the orc troops. Then these soldiers who had just received the armor hung the long swords on their waists.
Seeing that the orc troops were no longer naked, the elven troops also received their swords and armor.
A huge flag was erected with a sickle and sword pattern on it. This was the flag of their legion, and the patterns on it represented their two major tasks.
The sickle represents agricultural production, and the sword represents the war and construction legion. Two jobs: construction and destruction!
"It seems that this time, the tree is not cut down first?" The female orc who got her sword and put on the armor stood in front of Burlison and stood at attention and saluted: "Deputy Commander of the 2nd Construction Corps, Ari
Ya salutes you!”
Hearing this thick voice, Harold, who was buckling the lid of his own water bottle, almost spat out the water in his mouth.
Damn it... isn't it? The man in front of me, who is at least two meters tall, a strong and ruthless man with strong muscles and tattoos on his face, is actually a woman?
What's even more exaggerated is that such a warrior who can stand on people with his fists and run horses with his arms actually has a name that is so... so... Xiaoniaoyiren...
"Commander of the 2nd Construction Corps, Sona!" The elf beauty who also stood at attention and saluted, wearing a tight armor, gave people a completely different aura.
That sweet voice, that delicate face, that graceful figure, that... was so terrifying that it made people feel the surge of sticky magical energy... Forget it, Burrison felt that there was no one in the Construction Corps.
Normal people.
Of course, he is not a normal person... He even doesn't know if he is a good person...