The believers of the Goddess of Life that Lilina had summoned from the great temples in the empire area were already busy working, helping the wounded and treating those infected with fatal diseases due to radiation and high fever. This should minimize post-war losses. In this small village where the wounded and sick were treated intensively, another kind of busy upsurge was set off: the miraculous magic performed by the believers of the god religion through prayer surprised everyone. The vast majority of regular army soldiers have never seen it. Of course, among the slave race under Melova's name, there are also civilizations that can use magic, but the slaves on this planet are completely isolated, and they have actually seen very little. Therefore, the medical treatment of the believers of the God of Life also played an unexpected role: the magical "magic show" greatly relieved the pain of the wounded, and finally made the children who were frightened by the war smile a little. After discovering this phenomenon, several church female knights who had dealt with the wounded happily began to "perform", using miraculous magic and healing magic to attract the children of the whole village - so that at least these children could Forget for a moment the devastated homes behind them.
Anulili and the fighters of the resistance organization around her were amazed. They watched the saints wearing luxurious church robes or armor and shrouded in divine light just sitting on the ground indifferently. A dirty little country boy greeted the children and performed all kinds of interesting tricks for the children; watching those who were said to be the servants of the true god, the disciples who should have enjoyed mortal worship in the temple were running among the wounded, holding their arms His sleeves were sweating profusely to help others; seeing a holy girl wearing a flower crown and a white robe, revered as a saint, was wiped with blood by children, but smiled and congratulated the mother of the child, telling her Her children have recovered—the unimaginable scene in front of them is even more unbelievable than the moment when Melova's false god mask was lifted. Anulili showed a questioning look to me, because just now, I told this girl that these believers who descended on the aurora are followers of the true god, and what they follow is what the Melovans once dreamed of becoming the gods.
Obviously these people are very different from the saints in the eyes of the local commoners.
"Don't be surprised, the word 'God' shouldn't have a negative meaning, it's just that the Melovans ruined the name in front of you," I smiled, looking at the one in my hand who was curled up in a ball, hugged One of my thumbs is like a little goddess covered with a quilt, she is sleeping soundly, and she is talking in sleep, "There are many gods, and they manage endless worlds. They create the world and life, so they separate the world from mortals. They all regard them as their own children. They don’t care whether mortals worship themselves or not, and they don’t care whether mortals build temples for themselves—they don’t even care whether the life they create knows the existence of gods. Helps, they don't even mind mortals preaching 'atheism' at a certain stage, then sit back and silently watch their own development. The gods I know are a bunch of weird guys like that. Quite a few guys have weird personalities, but When it comes to dealing with mortals, they tolerate many things like the worst bear children. The Merova people think that gods are a kind of power and a status that matches this power, but in fact, gods are a position, And the responsibility that matches this position. They got this wrong, so they sit on the property of the empire and have a higher starting point than any other race, but they have been stuck in the dead end of self-expansion for tens of thousands of years. "
Anu Lili listened to me with a look of surprise. It may take a long time for her to fully understand what I said. Now, she just asked a question curiously: "Then... is this the truth of the world? ?”
"Almost, a small part," I laughed, "There are a lot of things you don't know, and you will know all of them after you have formal contact with the empire for a while. The truth in the world... Maybe the world has more dangerous things than you imagined." On the one hand, but life is definitely much better than you imagined. In fact, did you know that the empire is also a branch of the Protoss... "
Anulili and the two resistance fighters who were listening all the way were stunned: "Huh?"
I was very embarrassed and scratched my hair: "Ahem... I know I don't look like it, but you didn't realize that except for me, the rest of us are pretty... at least the troops we brought are quite imposing. ?”
I wanted to talk about the remaining few people, but after thinking about it later, the existence of Guang Qianqian and Lilina, an escaped duo, was enough to kill everyone's average impression score, so I quickly changed my mind.
Anu Lili continued to be stunned, seemingly not paying attention to what I was talking about, and I felt very entangled at this moment: How do you introduce this? Is it really the same as Lilina used to say, "Hello, this is the Crow God, this is the Crow God, her second uncle, this is the Crow God, her uncle and grandma..." I feel that if I really want to introduce it like this, then I will There's really no image at all...
Maybe I should go to Bingtis to learn some scriptures when I have time, and learn how the gods in the Star Territory came into contact with mortals. They are majestic and cute...
"Well, this topic is not important, anyway, our branch of the gods hasn't opened yet," I curled my lips and ended the weird topic in front of me, seeing that the believers of the God of Life around me had already carried out the treatment work to the end More than half: The divine power of life is simply a bug in terms of healing and saving people. Except for Brother Xinchun and directly worshiping Ding Dong, it is really difficult for you to find a more efficient healing technique than this. "These believers are only a small part, and there are more believers Line up in front of the portal to save trillions of wounded and sick people in thirteen worlds. This is a big project, ah, and there are follow-up genetic adjustments and nerve agent sequelae... Anyway, the Melovas are also finished now Well, I guess I have to bring all the shaman druid interstellar medical soldiers in the country to help. You still have to work, I hope you can take charge of the reception work, and the reception staff of other slave races will let them Let your own independent organization worry about it."
I think about it, and many follow-up things need to be prepared early now. The post-war support of the indigenous civilizations of these worlds is just the easiest step in everything: because the war is over now, many related matters can be safely handed over to our servant army, and the tree elves should be the most suitable candidates , no one is better at this kind of work than them. What needs to be worried about by the imperial military and administration is mainly the problems of more than a dozen directly-administered worlds. Thanks to the Melovas for such a long time of construction - the empire has thirteen more direct-controlled universes with infrastructure at one time. This is a huge result, and I think it is a huge surprise like the batch of royal starships that I got by accident. Now these thirteen worlds must be merged into the territory of the empire, otherwise it would not be the style of the empire. Next, we will activate the Garden of Death, "pull" these worlds into the empire's territory, and reprogram them to specific coordinates, whether it is an inland area or a remote area, then let the guys in the military department worry about it.
In addition to the issue of world organization, there is also how to incorporate the local indigenous people with certain combat effectiveness and civilization potential, and whether to incorporate them into the servant army. There are so many races, and their situations are also different. Some of them have a strong resistance to continue to become a servant army of a higher civilization. Anulili’s hesitation in facing this topic also proves this situation, but there are also some Civilization should still be able to be incorporated. During the Slave Rebellion War, there were many rebel troops who fought with the Imperial Army. It can almost be said that they have already "practiced" in the position of the Imperial Servant Army, so I think these thirteen The world should still be able to organize a new batch of servants.
Then the military control department will have to be busy again.
It can be seen from this that it is really troublesome to really govern the country. Any step of your actions will be followed by at least ten times the details, and each question has more or less something that you need to ask yourself. As two gangs fighting each other, they thought that everything would be fine after each led the team to grab things and go home...you can wash up and sleep.
I looked at the time and found that it was not early, so I mentioned another thing about everyone coming here to Anu Lili:
"We are here to take Turazzo away, he should still be in the center of the earth refuge."
Hearing this sentence, Anu Lili's complexion changed immediately. She is very smart and knows what I mean, but she also knows very well that she can't do anything at this time.
Turazzo is a Merova: more than 90% of the Merova are the mortal enemies of the slave race, but the remaining few percent are just the opposite, and Turazzo is the most special one among them. For Anulili and her people, Turazzo is a mentor, a protector for more than a thousand years, and a benefactor who allows her race to preserve the last seed and persist until the dawn of today . This is true even of other slave races who have just been freed. It is undeniable that there may be vengeance factions in the slave race who advocate indiscriminate and extreme revenge against all Melova people, but those who know the real resistance organization know that their living space and the weapons they get in battle are all conservatives The Melova people secretly supported them. These conservatives stood with the local aborigines at the beginning of Melova's invasion of these universes.
They didn't care whether these Melovans had betrayed the Xiling Empire back then.
I know that Anulili is one of the people who respect Turazzo the most, and her expression also reveals her current mood.
"Teacher... what will happen?" Anu Lili tried her best, hoping to make her voice sound calmer.
"He will be court-martialed and tried for treason 70,000 years ago," I sighed, "To be honest, I don't personally hate him anymore, but he made a big mistake to our empire back then... according to Under the Imperial Code, treason is punishable by death."
Anulili's eyes widened instantly.
"But I think that he and other conservatives will have their sentences reduced as appropriate," I thought for a while, and said with such relief, "they are different from the radicals. The only thing they are responsible for is the treasonous decision that year, and they have betrayed The emperor is still there, that is my sister, I know her character now - she is a very gentle person, not much interested in revenge. Plus the conservatives are in the right place in this war, and He has made great military exploits, so the outlook for conservatives is actually quite optimistic.”
"I don't know what happened to my mentor back then." Anu Lili lowered her head, her voice was not loud, but every word was forceful, "I just hope...don't let his atonement for so many years be in vain, okay?"
I smiled as broadly as possible, and patted Anulili on the shoulder: "Give us a teleportation permit—this way, instead of breaking in and arresting him, the empire will go in and bring him out, you understand me the meaning of."
The center of the earth refuge is still in its original place. This huge steel city used to be a battle fortress in space, but it was severely damaged in the war a thousand years ago. After being transformed into a refuge facility in the center of the earth, it has Lost the ability to leave the place. Anulili opened the teleportation permission for us, but she didn't follow: she probably didn't want to see her mentor being arrested.
Only a few of us came to the underground base and walked through the outer area along the familiar route. The ring city in the inner area is completely different from the last time we saw it.
The buildings of the city are still there, but they are now empty. Everyone in the shelter has returned to the surface. Now it is a completely empty city. There are no aircraft left that were busy above the city. In the Grand Canal surrounding the city , the water flow has also stopped, and the only thing that greets everyone is the empty and lonely wind blowing from all directions. It should be the last owner of this refuge who knows that the time to leave has come. Now the city’s energy system is gradually shutting down. The ring city turns off the lights in a clockwise direction, gradually dimming. We look at this city in the center of the earth that is getting dark , It feels like a behemoth that has lingered for a thousand years is gradually dying.
When we came to the sky above the core area, the projection equipment in the sky also stopped operating. With a buzzing sound that resounded through the sky, the blue sky several kilometers above us flickered, and then disappeared, revealing gray black The metal canopy of the Vault—the real face of this shelter, an old and worn steel wreck.
We found Turazzo in the main control room in the core area - in fact, he was the one who ushered everyone here.
The main control room, which is as wide as a football field, is still brightly lit. This is the only place in the shelter where the power supply has not been cut off. The once busiest area is now empty. After switching to standby mode for the first time, Turazzo was standing under the most central control tower. He heard a voice behind him, turned around and smiled at us with a calm voice: "Please wait a moment, I still have One last bit of work."
We waited quietly, watching Turazzo turn off all the equipment here with his own hands. Finally, he put his hand on a metal cylinder in front of the control tower and paused: "A thousand years ago, I started the got the key... ”
The metal cylinder was rotated once and pulled out slowly, the hum of energy down-frequency came from all directions, the lights in the main control room dimmed, and an orange-red standby light replaced the normal lighting, always coming from under the floor The faint vibration finally stopped completely.
"It's off duty now," Turazzo turned around, holding up the key in his hand, "Can I take this with me? As a souvenir. This shelter will melt down in an hour. Can I keep it?" This is the only thing left."
"Of course," I nodded, "do you have anything else to pack?"
"No, everything here doesn't belong to us. We have occupied these things for too long. It's time to leave cleanly." Turazzo exhaled slowly, and stretched out his arms in front of us. "Give me Put on your chains, sorry for the delay."
"Actually, you don't need that thing," Qianqian couldn't help muttering, "You can't run... I feel weird."
"Put it on, I feel better. Besides, when I leave... I hope to meet people outside."
It wasn't an unreasonable request, and although it might have caused a little excitement, we nodded yes.
The coordinates transmitted to the surface are beside Anulili, and hundreds of members of the resistance organization have gathered behind her. These are all the comrades she can find in this area. When we appeared in front of the crowd with Turazzo wearing chains, all was silent.
Turazzo looked up at the sky of the surface world, shrugged: "Long time no see."
"Mentor..." A rebel soldier couldn't help but stepped forward, as if he wanted to do something, but Turazzo waved his hand to stop him: "Go back, you still have tasks—I also have." He raised his arm to signal that Shimmering chains: "I voluntarily."
He turned around and turned his back to the soldiers of the rebel organization. In front of him were the civilians who occupied most of his sight. These former slaves looked at the Melovans in shackles with surprised eyes. Afterwards, many people remembered what they had heard from the resistance organization. Complicated gazes came from all directions, some of which were friendly, but also full of anger and hostility. Turazzo was unaware of this, and he Silently looking around at these scarred people, and then—
He knelt down.
Slowly but firmly, the old man knelt in front of the newly freed slaves, then bent his upper body deeply, his arms in shackles fell on the dust, his forehead was pressed against the chains, and the whole world seemed to fall into silence at this moment.
The slaves and the fighters of the rebel organization all stood up, but what surprised me was that it was Pandora who had been stern-faced who stepped forward to help Turazzo. Falling on the other party: "Let's go."
At this moment, the old man was finally relieved. With a heartfelt smile, he looked at the chain in his hand: "Now, I am finally free."
Yes, freedom—behind us are countless ragged and scarred slaves who have just been freed; beside us are old men in chains preparing to go to the imperial court—
He too had just been freed. RS