Civilization Invasion: Yaoshou, All The Time-Travelers Have Returned

Several President Wan looked at each other strangely, but stopped talking.

Fatty Ma couldn't help but become confused and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"

"This..." Mr. Wan looked embarrassed. It seemed that the deputy city lord had forgotten the promise he made, but would it make him unhappy if he said it now?

"Say it! Don't act like a bitch." Fatty Ma curled his lips.

"Ahem..." There was something strange that he couldn't bear after all. He coughed slightly and took a step forward to remind carefully: "Vice City Lord, you said before leaving... Whoever performs well after the siege will be appointed as the leader." City Lord, look at now..."

"Oh, so that's what happened!"

Fatty Ma suddenly realized, he thought it was something big, and his eyes glanced at Mr. Wan who was present with a strange look.

They were full of expectations and couldn't wait to recommend themselves.

It's a pity that even if you give them ten courages, they won't dare.

Fatty Ma fell into thinking for a while. First, he was not sure whether these weird people would still listen to him after the appointment.

The second is that I don’t know who to choose. There are eight general managers here, all of whom are in charge of tens of thousands of people.

If it is unfair, will it cause public outrage?

Wei Wei looked at him like this.

Both sides were silent for a while.

Finally thirty seconds later.

Fatty Ma nodded slightly, already thinking about it.

"Since you have such expectations, then I will select one Weird among you to serve as the city leader."

"Of course...the premise is to surrender to me, which means signing a slave contract with me."

"You will truly follow me from now on!"

Mr. Wan's pupils trembled slightly, which meant they were deprived of their freedom.

And he must always follow the creature in front of him, even if his strength reaches the unsolvable level in the future.

They are still just slaves.

This makes the weird people particularly conflicted.

I want to be the city lord but don’t want to sell myself.

Seeing this, Fatty Ma calmly said: "Don't forget, with my strength, it doesn't matter whether I sign the contract or not. I can still decide your life or death... Now I just give you a chance to truly surrender to me." .”

"Otherwise, with your strength... tsk, do you think I can take a liking to you?"

"This..." The strange people immediately recovered from the contradictory situation. The deputy city lord's words made sense!

They are just a group of terrorists, and they are lucky to be able to follow such a big boss.

Are they still dragging their feet here?

This is simply disrespectful to the Vice City Lord!

Immediately, a strange and pious man knelt down and said in a deep voice: "The last general, Hao Ting, is willing to follow the Vice City Lord!"

Fatty Ma nodded slightly, finally catching them.

This way the next thing will be much simpler.

Seeing someone setting an example, the others quickly spoke up.

"The general is also willing to surrender. Even one more second of hesitation will not be worthy of your respect!"

"Me too!"

"General, I am willing to listen and sign a master-servant contract with you!"

"..."

The eight generals, without exception, all expressed their willingness to surrender.

And dedicated his spiritual imprint.

Fatty Ma was secretly happy, but he said seriously: "Assuming you guys know each other, then I will reluctantly sign a contract with you, Taojun Tianjun!"

He bit his fingers and blended eight drops of blood into their spiritual imprints.

They have had an inseparable master-servant relationship ever since.

And this relationship is a good thing for the master and a bad thing for the servant.

When the master dies, the slave will die with him, but when the slave dies, the master will remain intact.

Done everything.

The eight presidents were relieved and had smiles on their faces.

At this time, they were very lucky that they followed a powerful master!

I am also curious, master, to whom will he give the position of city lord?

Fatty Ma was also thinking about this problem. He looked at the first Hao Ting who was willing to surrender.

It has the head of a porcupine, the splicing of the horse body is weird, the whole body is covered with barbs, and its strength is in the late horror level.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they all looked at the kneeling Hao Ting.

Just as they thought, Fatty Ma slowly said: "Let you control this Fengshan City!"

"Me?" Hao Ting didn't expect it to be him. In terms of strength, he barely ranked fifth, but in terms of ability, his ability was dispensable.

However, such a great thing happened to him.

The other weird eyes showed envy.

This kid is really lucky. If it were normal times, they wouldn't even be qualified to be deputy city lords.

But with this blessing, they have a chance!

"Yes, it's you!"

"But there is one condition." Fatty Ma nodded slightly and suddenly spoke again.

Everyone's heart sank, it really wasn't that simple.

I saw Fatty Ma say the second half of the sentence: "The condition is that I want 30% of your Fengshan City's income, and you can take care of the rest by yourself. Just send it to Heiqu City every month."

"Yes!" Hao Ting thought it was a big deal, but he didn't expect it was only 30% of his income.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, this was still a big piece of cake for them.

Even if they pay 30% of their income, they still have at least tens of thousands of soul coins in their hands a month.

As for how much, they didn't know.

But when I think about it, these incomes have nothing to do with them.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Fatty Ma also saw their disappointment and couldn't help but smile and said: "I didn't say we would only attack this one city. Next we will conquer the strange world!"

"So, everyone here has the opportunity to become the city lord!"

"Hiss... the master's ambition is indeed beyond what we, the group of people, can imagine!" Everyone exclaimed.

"Haha, of course! My goal is not what you can imagine."

"Okay, let's go down and tell the weirdos to stop what they are doing. It's time for us to go to the next stop." Fatty Ma grinned. Since he came out, of course he had to give it a good fight.

Everyone smiled strangely and agreed in unison: "Yes, Master!"

Hao Ting scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Master...should I keep a few people? Otherwise, I won't be able to suppress some troublemaking weirdos!"

"Of course, you think I didn't think of it?" Fatty Ma was stunned and reacted very quickly.

"Don't dare!" Hao Ting waved his hands repeatedly.

Fatty Ma touched his chin. He was definitely going to let him stay, but he was troubled by how much.

Finally, under Hao Ting's expectant gaze, Fatty Ma spoke softly: "Then I'll leave five thousand people for you, and you can re-select the rest in Fengshan City! Do you have any objections?"

"Thank you, Master. I have no objections. It's completely sufficient!" Hao Ting nodded. As long as there are 5,000 people, we will expand to tens of thousands later.

By then, if they have some capital, they might be able to follow their master to fight in the future.

Fatty Ma nodded with satisfaction, and did not forget to say: "If you have any problems, you can come to Black Channel City to find me, and I will send someone to solve it for you."

"Yes Yes..."

"Then where are we going next, Brother Heng?" Fatty Ma's calm face changed and he came to Wang Heng's side with a flattering expression.

"You don't know where you are going?" Wang Heng had already seen that this boy had evil intentions.

"Hehe, the weird world is so big... why don't you always point out the location? I will never let Brother Heng take action, just tell me the location!" Fatty Ma vowed, and his words were stern.

I laughed secretly in my heart, Brother Heng couldn't leave me alone when it was really dangerous, right?

Wang Heng glanced at him, stretched out his fingertips and shot out a burst of energy.

Fatty Ma suddenly had many more memories in his mind, or rather... the map of the world.

When he discovered the distribution of forces in the strange world, his breathing stopped for a moment.