Lord of All People: Am I the only one in the Fallen Empire?

Communication with the Seventh Fleet was quickly dialed.

The moment Feng Zhuo's face appeared in the communication channel, many lords showed excited expressions.

"Manager, you, you are still alive."

"You didn't reply to the messages we sent you before, so we thought you..."

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhuo also realized why all the lords looked at him as if he were a dead person.

His friend interface is already full of unanswered messages.

A series of things had happened since the starship crashed, so that Feng Zhuo had no chance to reply to the message.

After appeasing his lords for a while, Feng Zhuo asked about the current situation.

Because there is no taboo against high strength.

Gao Qiang also learned from the conversation what kind of orders had been issued within the Baiyu Consortium during this period.

Put aside most of the miscellaneous little things.

The most important point is that Song Dejun continued to send additional third and fifteenth fleets to the end, and asked the seventh fleet to cooperate in continuing the encirclement and suppression operation against Gao Qiang.

"What do you think about this?"

A lord asked Feng Zhuo cautiously.

If they find out that Feng Zhuo is dead when Ideal City is revealed, they will definitely carry out Song Dejun's orders without hesitation.

On the one hand, it is to avenge Feng Zhuo, and on the other hand, it is to make up for his own negligence.

But now that Feng Zhuo is still alive, it is naturally impossible for them, the lords of Feng Zhuo's lineage, to abandon Feng Zhuo's life and death for Song Dejun's order.

If they really do that, the board of directors behind Feng Zhuo will never let them go.

And with Song Dejun's temperament, Supervisor Song would never break up with the board of directors for the sake of low-level lords like them.

Just when all the lords were worried about Xiao Jiujiu, Feng Zhuo finally issued his order.

"Stop them."

"You, you mean, stop the third and fifteenth fleets?" A lord asked in disbelief.

No matter which aspect you think about, they are friendly forces, right?

"What if?"

Through the screen of the shuttle, Feng Zhuo looked at the other person as if he were a fool.

Then he stood up, spread his arms and spun around twice.

"What do you think I look like?"

"captive!"

"Do you understand the word prisoner?"

"Or are you planning to wait for me to be ripped off, or are you planning to carry out the order given by his surname Song and blow up Feng Zhuo as well?"

"I don't dare." Listening to Feng Zhuo's pressing words, cold sweat dripped from the heads of the lords in the communication channel.

Although Feng Zhuo's temper was much better than that of the Song family, and he would not take it out on the people below him easily, his identity was there after all.

Thinking that the other party's father was a board member, the Lords of the Seventh Fleet had already made a decision in their hearts.

In order to ensure Feng Zhuo's safety, the Third and Fifteenth Fleets must not get even half a step closer to the planet.

As for Song Dejun, they were offended if they were offended. After all, they were not the lords of Song Dejun's faction.

Moreover, Song Dejun could not give any reason, but on the other hand he mobilized troops to deal with Gao Qiang.

We also folded two fleets and went in.

Many lords were already extremely dissatisfied with him.

"Your order will be carried out immediately."

After hesitating for a moment, another lord asked: "Do we need to send additional marines to ensure your safety?"

Feng Zhuo slowly shook his head at the screen.

There are quite a few Marines standing on the observatory right now. Is it useful?

They sent someone who could be regarded as a gourd boy to save grandpa, but obviously the Marines didn't have the ability of a gourd boy.

If we want to continue to send more Marines, at most it will be like adding mung beans to mung bean soup, whether they are added or not is the same.

After seeing Feng Zhuo reject the proposal and confirming that Feng Zhuo's mood was relatively stable and there were not many signs of being coerced, the Seventh Fleet hung up the communication.

Feng Zhuo turned around and looked at Gao Qiang.

"Okay, I have fulfilled all your requests. If you threaten me as a prisoner, the Seventh Fleet will definitely stop the Third and Fifteenth Fleets in midway."

"but!"

Feng Zhuo rarely put on a serious expression.

"I have to remind you that the Seventh Fleet is a fleet that prefers orbital bombing, and large-scale operations mainly rely on the command of the Insight Plan."

"Now that the Insight Plan has been temporarily lost, it is simply impossible to annihilate the Third and Fifteenth Fleets."

"Even if Song Dejun continues to send additional fleets, it is still unknown how long it can be delayed."

Feng Zhuo said it very seriously. Looking at Feng Zhuo's serious look, Gao Qiang felt a little curious.

"Aren't you in the same group?"

If Feng Zhuo helped him resist the consortium's fleet, it was for Feng Zhuo's own survival.

So the word annihilation that he accidentally said just now is a bit intriguing.

For a normal person, even if he is coerced by someone and has to turn his gun towards himself, he would not go out to annihilate the other party, right?

"..."

Feng Zhuo was silent for a moment, and he also realized that something he said subconsciously sounded wrong.

In fact, this is also related to Song Dejun.

He still remembered that in the analysis of the Insight Project, Song Dejun's threat to his survival rate was as high as 80%.

Although Gao Qiang also poses a 70% threat to his survival rate, it was only because he took over Song Dejun's mission.

Since he just confirmed that he couldn't easily escape from the planet under his feet, Feng Zhuo has been thinking about this problem seriously.

Since the threat level only came into being after he accepted Song Dejun's mission, if he gave up this mission and even stood on the opposite side of Song Dejun.

Does it mean that this threat level will no longer exist?

This is not impossible, and according to the excellent education of the consortium, as long as the benefits are sufficient and there is a probability, then you can give it a try.

Others usually call this... venture capital!

Feng Zhuo looked into Gao Qiang's eyes and tried to put on the most sincere look.

"At least at this moment, I want to help you!"

"Huh~"

Facing Feng Zhuo's eyes, a series of disgusted voices came from all around.

"What a disgusting look, I feel my eyes are going to be dirty."

Sasha rubbed her eyes, turned her head to the side, and put on a disgusting expression.

Feng Zhuo smiled awkwardly, but did not refute.

Because as he said, at least for now, before there is no better choice, he has placed his bet on Gao Qiang.

"In that case."

Gao Qiang waved his hand to the others, "Let his adjutant go."

After all, Feng Zhuo has cooperated so well, Gao Qiang is embarrassed to ask for more.

Anyway, Feng Zhuo has no chance to escape from Ideal City now, Gao Qiang does not mind how much autonomy he has in his planetary "cage".

On the other hand, giving Feng Zhuo more power may improve the combat effectiveness of the Seventh Fleet and let them delay for a few more days.