Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

Black snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, leaving black marks on people's palms.

"... It's really tragic."

Observing a burning building, Louis couldn't help but sigh.

The Antarctic War, which was like a war in heaven, has been going on for nearly half a month. The shocking battle between the Negative Stars and the Chaos Forces has left deep wounds on the Antarctic continent.

The pale golden curtain was shattered in the sky, looking like an elderly man who was struggling to survive, breathing hard, trying to keep his body from breaking. Countless lights representing chaos were rubbing against each other in the sky, forming a brilliant and short-lived aurora.

Standing on the ruins of the Antarctic fulcrum, Louis, a player reporter, frowned and looked at everything in front of him.

The players and the Negative Stars finally survived tenaciously in this new round of struggle, but the curtain that was once bright and spread across the edge of the entire Antarctic continent was torn open by a huge crack.

The use of psychic energy once again became a dangerous move. Players could only use a clumsy method to send some supplies from the Dawn Fortress controlled by the elves to fill and make up for it. And this time, to be honest, it also caused a huge impact on the player group.

The previous chivalrous expedition was still a war that players could understand, but the Antarctic Fulcrum War has reached a level that players cannot understand.

Spraying chaos poison fire, the subspace rifts composed of iron filings of the Sword of Khorne falling from the sky appeared everywhere in the Antarctic continent, constantly spitting out vicious curses in reality. Countless demons organized teams in groups and launched attacks on the remaining star fortresses of the players.

From a large-scale strategic perspective, Antarctica is no longer the back garden of the demons. Their terrifying targeted enchantment has completely collapsed. The current Antarctica is just a continent with low temperatures, but there are many means to transform life. Countless demons were completely destroyed in that impact, and the dazzling golden scars even brushed the edge of the Antarctic continent, burning with blazing flames.

"...The wall called the Holy Fire Wall, the demons dare not cross it at all."

A young male voice sounded from behind reporter Louis.

The man wearing leather armor and looking a little gentle was pushing his crystal glasses, also standing on the ruins, looking at the broken Antarctic Fulcrum in front of him with emotion.

Just a while ago, this place was still a thriving landscape. Countless ribbons of praise from the Lord of the Negative Stars fell from the sky, and the light golden light enveloped the entire Antarctic continent, dyeing everyone's eyes with a touch of gorgeous gold. The players even felt proud of it and did their best to maintain the operation of the continent.

The Antarctic Fulcrum was even built into a large city no less than Hope City in a short period of time. This is certainly the power of the Negative Stars' psychic energy, but those grassroots players and those who did not land on Albian Island also contributed a lot. Official forces are stuck in the city of Hope, while large forces are fighting each other on Orbian Island. Now Antarctica is their hope.

But this hope fell into despair in the blink of an eye. As far as the eye can see, the once prosperous commercial streets and various blocks are only left with ruins, and the poisonous fire of the devil is still burning in the city.

The curse of the subspace makes the repair project unsustainable. From time to time, hidden demons will appear and attack those production safety teams, causing dozens or hundreds of deaths and then fleeing. The war inside the Antarctic Fulcrum almost destroyed all the mechanisms and sense of security of the players.

The players who are still here are more or less confused in their emotions.

They blindly believe that after being suppressed, the Negative Star will definitely be the leader who leads them to a better era. But the war beyond imagination has shattered the filters in the hearts of the players.

The Negative Star still won, and the great Lord of the Negative Star even left a huge scar on the earth to prove his great power. Countless demons did not dare to really capture the fortress occupied by the Pale Army, and could only vent their anger on the players. But the problem is that the players are the ones who have paid the most.

Now looking at the scars and charcoal on the ground, and some players walking numbly in the ruins, sobbing from time to time, they finally realized that this world is not the playground they imagined to work hard and never complain. There are terrors and enemies in this world. Their savings in the game for many years, their efforts and struggles in this world, are likely to disappear after a period of time.

"There is still hope. The Negative Stars are still transporting property and materials, and they don't plan to give up here. New battle lines and towers have also been erected, but the problem is on our side."

Beside Louis, the familiar man sighed as he looked at the city that was still in ruins after half a month, and picked up a piece of black carbonized wood from the ruins under his feet.

This seemingly worthless wood was originally just lying there quietly. But when it was in the man's hand, it suddenly burst into a dark red flame, uttered a curse and disappeared, leaving only a burnt mark and a handful of ashes in the man's hand.

As if the burning palm did not belong to him, the man sighed and reached out to Louis with his other hand.

"Hello, war correspondent Louis. I am Matthew from the player neutral organization observer. I know you, a busy man who rushed over from Kalimdor. It was really hard for you to pass through the boundary glacier, but unfortunately, even if you come to the old world, there is nothing good."

"... I have never seen anything good."

Looking at the man who released a friendly message, Louis looked at his palm suspiciously, and finally gave up and stretched out his hand to shake it, then stood up and looked at the chaotic ruins.

"At present, 80% of all players have asked the original organizer to return the material loss, but this is impossible. The materials destroyed in this war have reached astronomical figures, and the player organization cannot go to find the negative star to ask for material replenishment. For them, this is daily life..."

Yes, this is the daily life in the old world.

Looking at those non-player NPCs, no, it should be said that the natives were dragging out charred bodies from the house with numb faces, and then throwing them into the fire outside for secondary burning. Louis always felt that something in his heart was dying.

This is what the old world really looks like. The players in the past lived too easily. They didn't leave any traces in this world at all, nor did they really work hard to live in this world. They just came here to have fun, just enjoy such a life, and hope to get the excitement that does not exist in the real world.

But now, with the official failure, and the big companies and big forces fighting for each other on the island of Orbion, some slow players have begun to realize that this world may be very useful.

So they started the road to Antarctica with enthusiasm, and finally faced the truth of this world.

The old world has always been full of intrigues and blood.

Even the natives who were dragging the dead didn't show any surprise, they just felt sad about the death of their loved ones and angry about the surrounding environment, and there was no sudden sense of surprise.

This is daily life, this is part of life. The players finally realized how lucky they were to meet the Negative Star. They finally realized what those interesting looking demons meant to the world.

"It's embarrassing to say that I didn't really feel like I was living in this world until now. Because I have invested my time and life in it, and suffered irresistible losses."

Matthew jumped in the ruins and soon jumped down from the wreckage several meters high.

The burned palm gradually began to heal, showing an inhuman rapid repair ability. Louis saw it and knew which god this guy with a golden light on the back of his hand belonged to.

The Lord of the Negative Star.

Although this mysterious existence claims that he is not a god, and has shown a considerable degree of preference and acceptance for players, there is enough evidence to prove that the Lord of Negative Stars is a crazy god walking in this world.

According to the information and data compiled by players over the years, combined with the truth of chaos that has only been known recently and some historical records given by the Negative Stars, players on the forum believe that the Lord of Negative Stars is likely to correspond to the opposite of rationality and construction, and is in charge of the most powerful dark gods of madness and destruction.

He can live in reality and create soulless people who can only appear at the end of the doomsday. And he has a morbid and deep hatred for subspace creatures, and even has a friendly attitude towards players, who are completely visitors from another world. All kinds of contradictory behaviors and its habits make players who have decomposed the positive and negative meanings of other chaos gods think that they have found the true body of the Lord of Negative Stars.

Many players who stand on the Chaos side believe that the Lord of Negative Stars probably represents destruction itself. It means that the world has completely come to an end and is beginning to plan for the final reckoning.

So for the benefit of everyone, we must resist this monster and not let the destruction spread.

However, this kind of thing is just talk, and the players don’t actually believe it.

"The composite fortress built by the Negative Stars did work, but the demons were indeed stronger than we expected. Normally, we should be waiting to jump into the sea at the Antarctic Fulcrum, but the Negative Stars' fortress temporarily built a layer in the player area to help us resist the demons."

"So no matter what those scums of the warp say, we can still see who is good to us. The Negative Stars did not choose to leave, but continued to support the construction of the Antarctic Fulcrum."

"At the same time, he is also helping us fight against Chaos and enemies in Orbian Island and Hope City. Even if he is an enemy, we have to wait until he betrays us, right?"

"...Your statement is one-sided, but I will record it."

Louis looked at the man whose palm had been completely healed and looked like he had returned to his original appearance, and gave his answer very carefully.

As a new profession, Louis has always valued his professional qualities. He doesn't have any special talents, he just has courage and can endure hardships. Then this kind of war reporter is the most suitable for him. There is no need to exaggerate, just tell the truth. But it must not be sensationalized.

If a war correspondent has his own choices and orientation, and reports on these things conditionally, in an era where everyone can be a war correspondent, his disappearance is almost inevitable.

So Louis didn't intend to just listen to this man's words, but listened selectively.

but……

Looking at the charred houses around him, and even the ones seen inside that took on human shapes, leaving only the shadows of charcoal and ashes, Louis couldn't help but frown.

Even for players, there will be some pain. Players from the Chaos side revealed the news to the demons for their own selfish desires, which caused great chaos in the entire Antarctic Fulcrum, and even caused changes in the sky, making the entire Antarctic continent instantly uninhabitable. This kind of thing is unparalleled Normal players will accept it.

Even in reality, many players have begun to issue private pursuit orders.

Although the law does not stipulate what kind of punishment there will be for informing demons in another world, and the official attitude towards demons is also somewhat ambiguous. But the players' anger needs to be vented.

In the final analysis, it is still completely uncertain what laws can determine what kind of things in this other world, and what laws are binding. No one knows what the future will look like, and no one knows the logic behind this wonderful world. Everyone is taking it step by step.

And when this kind of order breaks down, everyone will often choose the most primitive way.

Since you destroyed my home, I will kill you.

"...The Star Negative Cult is looking for those Chaos players in a private name. They claim to have conversations, but in fact they are wanted. This kind of behavior is seriously out of bounds, don't you think?"

"I'm a living person, Reporter Louis. You shouldn't ask me about this kind of thing."

Looking at Louis, who was trying to remain neutral, Matthew shrugged. Only the charcoal beneath the feet of the two men made an inaudible scream.

"As long as I can survive and have superpowers, that's better than anything else. What you should be asking are those who destroyed the construction of the entire Antarctic for their own selfish desires, and even flaunted their power on the forum and claimed to help Chaos destroy the Negative Star. players."

"They also have the right to choose. Players are free. Whether it is the Chaos side or the Star Negative side, they have the right to choose their own side."

"..."

Walking on the charred road, Matthew stood still, then turned to look at reporter Louis, whose eyes were a little evasive. Then he showed a sympathetic smile and patted his shoulder gently.

"Are you looking for reasons to convince yourself? Reporter Louis? I know that as a reporter, you must start from a neutral and objective perspective, but many times this is impossible. This is not a question of the professional quality of the reporter, but A lot of times, you just can’t do it, there’s really no way to do it.”

"You are insulting my professionalism!"

As a former unemployed person who now relies on the game War Reporter for survival, Louis blushed and growled in a low voice:

"As a reporter, I cannot just unilaterally announce the news of a certain company! I will definitely maintain my neutral attitude and abide by my professional standards. This is my way of survival! I want you to take back your sentence immediately talk!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not making fun of you, Mr. Louis. I'm just looking at their actions. Humans won't be able to endure it. You didn't see their actions, otherwise you wouldn't be able to remain neutral."

Walking on the road full of ashes, Matthew looked at the angry reporter Louis beside him and suddenly said softly:

"What if I said that this was originally a neighborhood where Star Negatives protected women and children?"

"...?"

"This was once the most well-protected long block of the Antarctic Fulcrum, with dozens of hotels and buildings inside. When the war began, it was protected as a women's and children's sanctuary."

Walking on the streets full of black coal, Matthew looked at the collapsed area around him, maintaining a destroyed appearance in the black snow, and whispered as if he was dreaming. His eyes were looking at a distant place, which was a golden curtain that blocked out all the fire and suffering.

Star Negative planned the block system from the very beginning and asked players to continue the block defense plan as much as possible.

These golden curtains hanging from the sky will be like a gauze tent, blocking the chaos pollution and space transmission that breaks out in an area within this block. However, because the consumption is too great, players are unable to maintain it, so such block barriers only exist within the core area.

This used to be the protector that all players trusted. However, the reason why all players were so angry that they even planned to make them pay the price in reality was that this protection was destroyed.

"I also understand that players have a choice, but I just don't understand it. I don't understand why they do this."

Looking at the area burned into darkness, Matthew looked at Louis and said softly:

"In order to get promoted, the Chaos players performed a magic summoning ritual here, killing everything here. Thousands of women and children died. What would you think?"

"That night was too chaotic. The Negative Star's portal was interfered with by the Chaos players' joint spells and exploded. The overloaded psychic made the psychic suppression devices in the surrounding blocks ineffective. Then? Those scums kept casting spells, constantly making demons appear, and constantly destroying our homes. They are a group of people who destroy other people's lives and this... The beast who enjoys the world. "

"Especially when you are outside watching the barriers of the protected area rise, and can only watch the artillery fire bombarding the demons inside, watching those demons slaughtering women and children while you are powerless, what would you think? Maybe you are stepping on the body of a great mother who protects her children? "

"!!! "

"So I have been very restrained, reporter Louis. Let's talk while walking."

Looking at reporter Louis who jumped up as if he had been electrocuted and showed a look of shock on his face, Matthew smiled and continued to walk on the land full of charcoal and ruins.

But if you walk a little further, you can still see some other shadows. Some natives are digging a handful of dirt with dull eyes, or simply fall to the ground, like corpses, buried in the black snow. These people who have lost hope of survival look at the destroyed streets numbly, unable to make any sound.

They are even the later batch. The earliest batch even committed suicide directly at the street corner, and some chose to jump into the cold sea.

When their careers and lives were interrupted and their wives and children died, some people lost the courage to live. And many of the rest lived numbly like zombies.

However, looking at the sluggish aborigines, Matthew put forward another perspective.

"But this war still has benefits."

"Benefits? What benefits?"

"Realistic benefits."

Looking at the men kneeling on the ground and crying, Matthew looked at Louis who couldn't bear it and said softly:

"In Antarctica, there are more than 300,000 players directly participating in the war, and many players have been injured and died many times. We have been in a peaceful world for too long and haven't seen the cruelty of war for a long time. But now, the war from another world has given us a painful lesson."

"The battlefield is not a toy, and our world is not as simple as a game. What you do may not necessarily have a good result. Now countries in the world have begun to gradually maintain anti-war thoughts. Isn't it?"

"If it weren't so, you wouldn't have come here from Kalimdor."

Holding a half-burned steel chisel burned by the power of the subspace, Matthew looked at Louis who seemed a little unacceptable and said his thinking results very seriously.

"War is a terrible thing. We built the legendary city with our own hands and built our own city-state with our own hands. In the flames of war, it was shattered like bubbles in the blink of an eye. Our hard work and all our wealth were burned into black smoke in the flames. Don't you think the war here is very educational?"

"...That's because the flames haven't burned our heads yet."

"It is because the flames haven't burned our heads that more people will wake up. We can't fall apart like this anymore. Maybe having the ability of a player will just make us understand each other."

Looking at the numb figures kneeling on the ground and the piles of tombstones without names nearby, Matthew's voice was full of a thriving power.

"The resources on our home planet may only be used for less than 50 years, but everyone is still fighting and killing each other for shallow and short-term interests. Our future was once bleak, but now with such a control group, perhaps we can welcome a better tomorrow."

"A better tomorrow... I hope so. Being able to start this war in the old world may indeed be a good thing as you said. At least everything here is acceptable to the players."

"We must unite and cooperate, we must build a better world here. I want you to see these truths."

Standing in the empty square where there were not many people, Matthew took Louis, who was thinking, to the bottom of a sculpture.

It was a sculpture that looked delicate and small, without too many decorations.

It was just a very simple sculpture of a mother holding a child. But below it was a sentence written in all the languages ​​that the old world and the players could find.

'They remember what Chaos did'

The black words were engraved on the base of the sculpture like wounds. Bunches of white flowers were piled around. Now some players were silently mourning around the sculpture, then looked at Matthew and Louis, nodded, and walked towards the busy repair site in the distance.

And around, there was a bloody body hanging. The corpse of a Chaos player who chose to commit suicide was hanging above, like some kind of mysterious ritual.

Perhaps in reality, this behavior can be called crazy and bloody, but somehow, everyone thinks it fits.

In the black blizzard and the golden curtain, the mother holding the baby and the hideous corpse intertwined into an absurd picture. But in this picture, no matter which individual, which organization, or which person, they all tried to leave their mark in this world.

Whether it is good or bad, as I said at the beginning, Chaos players can indeed make the choices they want in this world. And players can naturally do what they want in this world.

Including directly hanging this Chaos scum on the cross for eternal torture.

Game matters are solved by the game, one thing for another.

"Those Chaos players who cry on the forum that they are just playing games and just want to have fun will not tell you the truth about what happened here. Their entertainment, their so-called fun, is this kind of thing. You ask me why I joined the Negative Stars? Because no matter what, this is a human being."

Looking at the stiff corpse, Matthew sighed, took out a small white flower from his arms, and placed it in front of the mother's statue. Then he turned to look at the silent reporter Louis.

"The Negative Stars have never done anything to really let us down, and have never really hurt anyone. Except Chaos. At the beginning, we thought Chaos was innocent, but now I think Chaos must die."

"Even if it's for the old, weak, women and children who were killed by the so-called fun players on this street, I hope they will get the punishment they deserve."

"They did evil things but didn't know it. They shouldn't live in this world."

Taking a deep breath, Matthew turned around and pointed his palm with golden runes at reporter Louis, and made his oath with a sincere look.

"I know that as a war correspondent, you will definitely know where they are. I also know that they will cry about their innocence, look for so-called loopholes, and say that this is just a game. Is it human to hurt people for NPCs? And so on."

"So I want to ask reporter Louis to tell them that I will find them in my lifetime. Then kill them, smash everything about them, and let them taste the cruelest punishment in the world."

"If you want to ask why, according to their words, this is just a game, why take it so seriously?"

"We kill you, it's also a game. You can't afford to play it, right?"

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"——I think you really can't afford to play it, lizardmen."

Looking at the mysterious individual in front of him who looks like an enlarged lizard, with almost no anthropomorphic structure, and can become invisible with talent, Leon sighed helplessly.

Lizardmen, servants of the ancient saints, the most loyal servants.

When other races had no idea, the lizardmen were created as servants and assistants to help implement the plan of the ancient saints.

To be honest, Leon really thinks that this is a fart by the lizardmen to flatter themselves. You say you are an assistant and a servant, will you call the ancient saint's machine to agree? You say there is a big plan, and you have always served the big plan, so can you tell me what the big plan is?

Although it was the first time that he really came into contact with the lizardmen, under the unremitting treasonous actions of the Phoenix King Oliver, Leon basically knew everything the elves knew. For this arrogant and conceited group with a certain special sense of superiority, Leon thought a lot of things for a while, but he didn't know how to say it when he was stuck in his throat.

Because there are too many things worth complaining about the lizardmen. Although fighting chaos is indeed a good thing, and there is nothing better than this, this is a lizardman.

Just now, this lizardman came up and said, you destroyed the big plan of the ancient saints, and then wanted to kill Leon himself.

What's going on? How did I ruin the grand plan? Can your grand plan predict a time traveler like me? Then you ancient saint are great, can you explain why you didn't leave a detailed language?

As long as you have a language to speak, I can handle everything with my knowledge of language. Do I have to use magic to force technology in Antarctica? Thinking of this, Li Ang was a little angry when he looked at the arrogant lizard man in front of him. He didn't even ask what was going on, why did the lizard man come to the door?

You were watching when I attacked Antarctica, right? Why just watching?

"I'm really fed up, I'm fed up with you scum. Can't you understand my distress? I don't want to deal with you at all, whether it's chaos or so-called order, your grand plan is even worse than shit to me. I just want to execute my plan here, do you understand?"

"The grand plan...can't be lost!"

Under the terrifying psychic containment, the chameleon lizard man kept struggling, like a fish drowning in mid-air

Possibly on the ground, looking at its amazing jumping ability and swiftly swinging claws, this large lizard could very likely leap several meters or even more than ten meters in an instant, beheading any living creature in the blink of an eye, or directly executing it with a blowgun dart from a distance.

But this was in mid-air, no matter how hard he struggled, there was no place to gain leverage. And his lung structure was also restrained by the invisible psychic energy, and he was forcibly hung in mid-air, maintaining a half-dead look.

"You... are the unstable factor that destroyed the big plan! In Antarctica, you destroyed the legacy of the ancient saints! You must be wiped out!"

"Destroyed the legacy of the ancient saints? I have to say that you should thank me! If I hadn't closed that damn portal, would you know that there was the legacy of the ancient saints inside? And I also know that this thing has been transmitting information out. This thing is a monitoring hub, and the control console and anti-gravity module are with you, right?"

Looking at the big lizard that kept silent and just fluttered in mid-air, Leon felt that his spirit was getting more and more exhausted.

This thing was not even the first assassin to come up.

Two days after Leon returned to Antarctica, several strange lizardmen came to the territory. Because they were carrying weapons and attacked without saying a word, Leon also crushed them to death.

As a result, something very strange happened after the lizard man was killed, because the lizard man did not send any hostile signals to Leon! According to common sense, if a whole big force is really provoked or something, there will definitely be various counterattacks and hostile messages.

But there was no such thing after the lizard man was killed. This kind of thing is a bit weird.

So this is the link where Leon clamped the lizard man for interrogation.

However, just as the most pessimistic expectation, these cold-blooded monsters did not want to show any trend and direction that could be communicated, but just talked about their own big plans and the so-called ancient saints.

What did the ancient saints say? If you really have a big plan prophecy book, how can the elves not know it? But the elves have clearly recorded that the ancient saints are basically good people who left for some unknown reason after tossing around, and then the planet was closed. These people didn't say anything, where did your big plan come from?

You can't say that your family has the right to interpret all the ancient saints' remarks, right?

"I have no interest in your red tape and so-called grand plans, and I don't bother to hide my thoughts and actions. I want to go out, I want to leave this planet."

"The planetary shield is also a part of the grand plan! How dare you destroy the arrangements left by the ancient saints!"

"If the ancient saint you mentioned can really predict my arrival and appearance, he should also know that I must smash this planetary shield to pieces. And you know very well that I am afraid I can really do this. And I will do everything to achieve this."

Looking at the lizard man who was fluttering more and more in the air, Li Ang sighed a little tiredly.

"You claim to be the descendants of the ancient saints, and then threaten me here? I am against you? It is your grand plan that is against me! Have you repaired any of the ancient saints' creations for so long? Can you recreate this miracle?"

He stamped his feet, and the whole observatory emitted a crisp and light sound, as if in line with Li Ang's will.

As long as it is controlled by Li Ang's power, even the legacy of the ancient saints will bow down and even respond to his actions. But it was obvious that the lizardmen didn't know about this. They just watched the creation of the ancient saint react strongly to Leon's will, as if they were surrendering.

This kind of thing left by their master was used by a stranger, and the stranger used it even better than themselves, which made the lizardmen almost spit fire in their eyes.

According to common sense, the lizardmen are a calm and cold-blooded group, but Leon felt strong emotions from the lizardmen in front of him, and even had magic blessing.

I'm afraid that even the Elf King can't do this to make a cold lizardman angry with magic.

But for Leon, this is not good news.

This means that this thing didn't believe him at all, but was determined to kill him.

Leon himself wanted to bite his teeth and stomp his feet directly to give the lizardmen a hard and long memory. But some descriptions of the lizardmen made Leon hesitate for a long time.

Anti-gravity modules, floating units, and many other legacies of the ancient saints inherited by the lizardmen. If these things are converted, it may be a little difficult to fight the guys on my planet. But since the lizardmen are not directly counted as hostile units, Li Ang believes that the two sides may have some consensus or misunderstanding.

"I don't know what the big plan is, but I know that my duty is to eliminate all chaos and destroy the homes where those monsters live. I want to escape from this planet, and those bastards in the subspace must be destroyed. From this method, we may be united. Because of their influence, I will choose to destroy the planetary shield."

Looking at the lizardmen in front of him, Li Ang expressed his opinions and remarks very sincerely, and used the psychic power of knowing language to infuse his will into the mind of the lizardman in front of him.

"So I don't harm the planetary shield. In fact, there is another way, that is to wipe out all the chaos. As long as this world is no longer disturbed and polluted by the gods of chaos, I can also think of a way out on this planet normally. I don't even need to harm your ancient relics."

"... Then what are you going to do?"

"I can try to warp the entire planet out, or tear a space rift inside or outside the shield. In this way, I can get out without damaging the shield."

Leon said sincerely:

"Of course, there are dangers. It may tear the planet apart or the subspace may flow back. But since you don't want the shield to be damaged, this is the only way. In fact, I also like this planetary shield. As long as I understand it, I can also implement the big plan. I have long wanted to be a lizardman. How about giving me a chance to go to Lustria for assessment?"

"You damn subspace lunatic-"

"No? Then there is no room for negotiation. I will find out when I find your other faction."

Looking at the cursing lizardman, Leon looked at the subtle prompt on his system with some regret.

'Tip: You have obtained clues to the ancient relics. You can start a series of explorations to uncover the mystery of the Lustria continent, trample those ancient natives underfoot, let these corrupt guardians fall completely, and take the legendary star gate into your own hands! ’

‘Hint: You have arrived in the Industrial Age, and you can start your great exploration! You can set up multiple armies to explore the mysterious Lustria, and there may be unexpected surprises. ’

‘Do you accept the exploration mission: Uncover the new world - Lustria? ’

… Enemy of the Great Plan?

If I accept this mission, then the Great Plan is against me.

If I remember correctly, the prototype of this thing should be a place that consumes scalps. I don’t know if the lizardmen have enough scalps.

Looking at the series of options and prompts given by the system, Li Ang looked at the various prompts and system help above, and glanced at the ignorant lizardman with some subtlety.

It should be OK...