Roulette World

Many people feel that the past few years have been the time when they have watched the most live broadcasts, and they still have the complicated feeling that it may be the last time they watch live broadcasts.

There was no way, after the establishment of the Sule Alliance, all races in the universe were officially divided, and as subjects of the emerging forces, they knew that the overall goal of the alliance had changed, from being passive before to being aggressive now.

And progress comes at a price.

Many subjects are aware of this price, but they are still a little uneasy or even frightened about how high it is.

In the eyes of many people, the alliance has taken a step too far and has touched some unspeakable parts.

For example, now, only a short time after killing that weak slave, he was about to attack an adult slave again. This was simply risking his life.

At the same time, many subordinate races also have objections to such a radical choice. After all, the huge offensive weapons have not been built yet, so it is too early to take action against the slaves.

However, the word "affiliate" explains their status very well.

In any world composed of multiple countries, it is actually the same. There are only a few who have the right to speak, and the others are either juniors or puppies.

Almost all the subjects looked nervously at the picture on the light screen, where a huge slave was approaching quickly.

Several survivor fortresses have slowed down, and a huge fleet is lining up in front of the fortress. Although they can't withstand the attack of the slaves, this is also a gesture.

Among the flagships of the fleet, Ye Zhongmingyao, Hansu Monument Yin, Ningji Huamei and other big bosses stood in front of the command platform, looking at the approaching slaves with different expressions.

"I'm really crazy. I actually agreed to your plan and lent you money, twice!" Yao Hansu kept shaking his head.

"We've reached this point, there's no point regretting it." Ye Zhongming shrugged and didn't care.

Now he is on an equal footing with these few.

Ye Zhongming, who has reached the peak of his personal strength, has made rapid progress. Although he has not really fought against several clan leaders, comparisons in many aspects have proved that he has reached that level, and even if he is slightly inferior now, it is still similar.

There is a lack of power, and the overall strength of Yunding Manor is still very low, but with the addition of the Library Palace, no one can despise it.

In addition, his status as a top craftsman and his scientific research results on slaves have provided Ye Zhongming with solid blessings for his position in the alliance.

"Then let's get started. If you can't defeat us, the chance of running away is still higher." Monument shrugged.

Ye Zhongming pressed a few buttons on the console, and then quietly looked at the vast night sky in front of him.

About tens of seconds later, the control platform suddenly went dark. Everyone looked up and saw a huge life passing over the fleet.

"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, it's still shocking." Ning Ji Huamei sighed as she looked at the artificial life that had arrived in front of the fleet and covered the sky.

Within a few months, Genting, which had received financial and technical support from the alliance, really created a huge 'slave'.

It is still not as big as the normal slaves, even compared to the underage ones.

But for the people of the Sule Alliance, it was enough to shock them from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially the senior leaders of various races, they feel that their brains are a bit behind the Genting Scientific Research Department. Why did they jump to the idea of ​​directly creating slave races?

Probably only Ye Zhongming can understand it. After all, in her previous life, Sister Hong was the famous evil scientist who created the human being Hong. The fact that she has only now truly set foot in the field of creating top-notch life forms is the result of Ye Zhongming's constant guidance.

"I heard that Liu Zhenghong..." Ning Ji Huamei suddenly turned to Ye Zhongming and said.

Ye Zhongming nodded.

The smile that was on his face just now disappeared, and the worry hidden in his heart burst out.

Being able to create this 'slave clan' so smoothly comes at a price.

Sister Hong integrated her own genes into it, and even the spiritual element was set into the slave race's genes.

The purpose is to prevent this slave from losing control at any time.