The physical and spiritual relationship makes people like Erdos unconsciously get closer to Wei He and regard him as their most important relative.
Under such influence, Wei He gained the respect and attention of all the resuscitator members without having to use his coercive control ability.
"President, on the side of the Immortal Council, if we can insert a few of our compatriots, maybe" Erdos said suddenly.
Although they have flesh and blood and a trace of spiritual energy given by Wei He, they are still individuals and have their own thoughts.
"Don't worry, the Immortal Parliament has special purification measures. Don't take action against the members for the time being, but you can tentatively reveal our ideas to some neutral members to win over their opinions."
With the confidence of three immortal-level members, although the scale of the resuscitators is not very large, it is already able to have a considerable weight.
After all, there are only three-digit immortals in the entire empire out of hundreds of billions of galaxies.
And immortals like General Cole are even powerful figures in the military here in the Ulan Galaxy.
Therefore, although the members of the Resurrectionists only have a few million members, their weight is already different.
"Understood." Erdos quickly asked some questions about the development direction of the major strongholds.
Wei Heyi agreed, and after the two talked for more than ten minutes, Erdos quickly got out of the car and quietly disappeared into the darkness under the cover of night.
Wei He got out of the car, leaned against the car door, and lightly lit a cigarette for himself.
The Resurrectionist is still very immature. Compared with the Empire's territory of hundreds of billions of galaxies, he still has a long way to go.
But no matter what, he is not the same as before.
He knows what he wants to do and what he is doing. Just like what he said before at an internal spiritual meeting of the resuscitators.
They are a group of undead who have returned from hell and are chasing hope.
Since they have all died once, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Wei He? It's so late? What are you doing here?" Suddenly a female voice came from behind.
Wei He turned around and saw Rongling walking on the sidewalk carrying a small bag containing books and wearing a purple dress.
"Is this Senior Sister Rongling? I work as a temporary employee in the hospital and am responsible for assisting the surgeon in the operation. I just came out of the operating room," Wei He replied.
"It's so late, it's already eleven o'clock, why don't you go back?" Rongling straightened her long blue hair on her shoulders.
"Go back immediately." Wei He nodded.
For some reason, Rongling always felt an inexplicable sense of ambiguity and mystery when looking at this junior fellow student she studied with on weekdays.
He stood by the car, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke was rising. His strong and well-proportioned body was wearing ordinary gray long-sleeved trousers.
Her long, dark, silky hair flows down to her waist.
Generally speaking, such beautiful long hair is mostly seen on beautiful girls.
It is a luxury item that requires constant maintenance and care.
But Wei He's body was equipped with upper body muscles that were so strong that he could squeeze open the two holes in his chest.
It's obviously not a good-looking face, but at this moment, it inexplicably reveals a contradictory fusion of beauty.
Soon, Wei He put out his cigarette butts, got into the car, started the car and drove away.
Rongling stood alone and watched him leave.
"Captain, what's wrong?" came the inquiries from other team members on the psychic channel.
"It's okay, I met an acquaintance and continue investigating the target group." Rongling answered quickly.
She is not only a scholar of history, but also a senior official in Banyan Heart.
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two months later
Ulan Galaxy, Azure Star, General Headquarters.
"This is the latest overview of the development of non-governmental organizations in this galaxy." The beautiful secretary gently handed the documents she had just sorted to Congressman Faruman who was sitting in the chair.
Falumen frowned slightly, took it, looked through it a few times, and handed it to Tifa opposite.
"What do you think?"
"I was just about to rush to the front line, and you sent me this." Tifa also frowned, took the document, and quickly scanned it.
"I am responsible for the monitoring and security in this area. When I first received the statistics, I was shocked. The development speed of this resuscitator is too fast," Farumen said solemnly.
"It has reached the limit of private restrictions in two months?" Tifa also looked thoughtful.
In his long thousands of years, he has seen organizations like this. Almost any organization that develops at this speed has problems.
"This kind of speed of development and expansion is abnormal in itself."
"But the resuscitator looks normal on the surface." Faromen said.
"Then what do they rely on to attract new people to join? Without enough benefits, the development speed cannot be so fast. Or they use some special methods." Tifa said decisively. "What does the heart of the banyan tree say?"
"The undercover agents entered two batches, and the reports came out with no problems. According to the feedback, the resuscitators use the idea that members who join will have priority in medical treatment as a lure to let new members join quickly."
"Isn't this just a merchant membership system? Many groups have this, right?" Tifa frowned.
He knew that if it was just like this, it wouldn't make his old friend take it so seriously.
"Indeed." Faroman nodded, "But the mobility and loyalty of the members of the Resuscitation Society are a bit too high. After repeated investigations by Banyan Tree Heart, no member was willing to disclose any key information about the Resuscitation Society.
This cannot be achieved with just a small profit."
"Who is the president? When was it founded?"
"have no idea."
"Don't know!?" Tifa was stunned.
He immediately understood Faromen's concerns.
"And according to the investigation, there are actually branches of the East Pole Alliance and Kenosus within the Resurgence Society." Faromen continued. "More than six immortal-level psykers are involved, and the scope of influence is huge."
hiss
Tifa finally changed her color. The importance of the six immortals cannot be underestimated even by him.
"Then, find an opportunity to have a face-to-face talk with the senior leaders of the Resuscitation Society. No matter what their purpose is, if they can be used by the empire, they can be treated like other schools of thought."
After pondering for a while, he came down to make a decision.
As the general person in charge of the security and defense of the Ulan Galaxy, his decision basically temporarily set the official attitude towards the resuscitators.
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Xingyuan.
The surface of the bloody planet rose again, the earth was torn apart, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the new nine-headed bird pounced out again, flying straight towards the panting Beilundias in space.
Seeing the nine-headed bird approaching rapidly, Beilundias finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.
Sixty consecutive kills.
Even if he fought against lords of the same level, he had never fought such a tiring battle.
No matter how many times he kills Wei He, the other party can come back quickly, and the comeback speed is getting faster and faster.
Every time Wei He is killed, Beilun Dias can feel his chaotic will being bitten and wounded.
Compared to the beginning, he was already at least 30% weaker.
His battle with the ghost has attracted many surrounding lords to watch.
But no matter how many people were watching, Beilundias did not intend to continue this meaningless fight.
Looking at the nine-headed bird getting closer and closer, he snorted coldly.
"No matter how many times I kill you, I will always remain the same. I admit your tenacity.
The killing of my son Adeba will be wiped out from now on."
After leaving his beautiful words behind, Beilundias's figure quickly turned into black smoke, spread out, flew away, and shot into the distance in the blink of an eye.
He no longer wanted to fight with this lunatic, Ghost Man. No matter who he was, it would be difficult for him to face an opponent who could not be killed.
The nine-headed bird fluttered its wings and landed gently on the planet where Beilundias originally stood.
He spread his wings and covered the top of the planet, forcing the blood-colored atmosphere into two pieces.
hiss
Soon the nine-headed bird shrank, condensed, and returned to Wei He's original shape.
"You really impressed me." Mifei's iconic cross-star helmet appeared not far behind Wei He.
"Even the Black Flame Lord can be driven away." He kept looking at Wei He with keen interest.
"What are you going to do next? Expand your territory?"
"Of course. Since territory can increase your strength, no one will think you are too strong." Wei He replied.
Next, he only needs to wait until the realm-breaking beads are perfected, and then he can break through the immortal level.
The immortal level is the ultimate level of human beings, and after that, without a fixed path, his promotion speed will be much slower.
Therefore, more territories and more resources must be prepared in advance.
"It's true that young people are very motivated." Mifei sighed, "Your recovery club is also developing very well. Do you want my help?"
"It would be better if Master Mifei could help." Wei He said calmly.
"The restarter game is still going on. Kenosus, Pensha, and East Pole are all in chaos now." Mifei said with a smile, "According to observation, among the restarters on Pensha's side, there are few who can compare with you.
not much."
"What do you mean?" Wei He couldn't figure out what Mifei's attitude was.
"Do you want a list of other restarters?" Mifei suddenly asked mysteriously.
"Can you get it?" Wei He squinted at the other party.
"No, but I can mobilize cannon fodder through the Eye of the Star Abyss to reversely deduce the positions and identities of the other restarters." Mifei said with a smile, "When you actually win the game, you will know what this game represents.
"
Wei He was noncommittal.
He didn't know what Xingyuan was planning, but what he lacked most now was time. As long as he was given time to reach immortality with his spiritual energy, his body should be able to enter the black flames directly.
until then
"Then help me, what do you want?" Wei He asked again.
"After you are completely victorious, can you agree to my request?" Mifei asked softly.
"As long as it doesn't violate my own principles, fine." Wei He had already guessed that Mifei was the Black Flame Lord who governed him.
"Very good. When you truly become the only restarter, you will know how powerful that power is. What I want is for you to promise me to do one thing at that time." Mifei said with a smile.
"Good" The others' collaborators are all Crimson Lords, but he is the only one who has the cooperation of Black Flame Lord. With such a gap, Wei He can't even think about improving.
And whether it was Xingyuan or the Human Empire, Wei He would not refuse anyone who could provide him with power.
After all, if he wants to create a peaceful era without war, he is far from reaching the level.
He will keep going forward until he reaches the limit of the Realm Breaking Pearl.