In a building that towered into the clouds, two red-skinned men were drinking as they watched spaceships taking off and landing through the windows.
āWeāre a planetary branch of the Redmond Group at the end of the day, but we actually chose such a backward planet.ā One of the young men shook his head gently. āSuch a small planet has billions of people living on it, and there are very few places for us to enjoy ourselves. Even if the other branches donāt occupy a beautiful habitable planet, they should occupy at least half of it, right? Weāre limited to less than 100 square kilometers?ā
āThis is Lord Tejanoās arrangement. Do you have a problem with that?ā Another stocky red-skinned man held a wine glass and smiled.
āThe groupās defense system protects our privacy very well. Nobody will know about our private complaints.ā The young man curled his lips and said, āIn any case, I think Lord Tejanoās arrangements are a little willful.ā
The stocky red-skinned man smiled and didnāt retort or agree.
āYellow-Shirted Envoyāthatās a Civilization-level AI robot with strategic combat strength!ā the young man said. āItās actually used to protect an emerging civilizationās Lv. 7 cosmic lifeform? Isnāt this a joke? It definitely wonāt clear the groupās audit.ā
āThatās well within Lord Tejanoās rights. The group has no business asking,ā the stocky man said with a smile. āSo what if youāre unhappy?ā
āYeah, what can I do?ā the young man murmured. āIām just thinking, how long do I have to stay here? A hundred years, a thousand years? Arenāt you sad that we might have to stay on this weak planet for half our lives?ā
āSo what? Weāre already very lucky to get this position,ā the stocky man remarked. āWe have to do a good job. Perhaps thereās a chance of promotion.ā
āYeah.ā The young man was very down.
āActually, our branch is set up here because the Yellow-Shirted Envoy is stationed here.ā The stocky man looked out and said softly, āLord Tejano has just started his business, so he doesnāt use many Yellow-Shirted Envoys. With time, he will feel the manpower shortage. Itās impossible⦠to use a Civilization-level smart bot to protect a friend for extended periods.ā
The young manās eyes lit up. āWhat do you mean?ā
āThereās ultimately a limit to helping friends,ā the stocky man commented. āPerhaps a result of fading friendship, or perhaps enough help has been given, sufficient to intimidate all factions. In short, the Yellow-Shirted Envoy will eventually be transferred.ā
āOnce itās transferred away, the branch office will close down. In fact, itās not suitable to establish a branch office in the galaxy where Earth is located,ā the stocky man said. āThe location choice of a branch office is either because of the transportation convenience and the relatively short distance to various places or because this civilization is especially powerful, giving it reason for being a branch office. However, Earthās civilization⦠clearly doesnāt meet the requirements. Itās solely because of Tejano.ā
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āI hope itās transferred out as soon as possible. I canāt picture myself spending half my life here in this small place,ā the young man said in anticipation. āMoreover, we canāt enter the virtual world most of the time while working.ā
āThis is work.ā The stocky man was very calm. āThere are plenty of people who will want the job you despise.ā
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At home, in the courtyard.
Xu Jingming used the Primordial Battle Armorās AI surveillance to understand the situation in the Redmond Groupās branch, so he naturally heard the conversation between the two red-skinned men.
Even the Redmond Group has objections to Tejanoās help, Xu Jingming thought. I canāt repay this favor for the time being. Iāll keep it in mind and deal with it in the future.
Ever since the Yellow-Shirted Envoy guarded Earth, too many people and factions wanted to befriend Tejano through him. However, Xu Jingming rejected all of them! He didnāt bother with anyone!
He had even told his family not to trouble Tejano no matter what. This was because the other party had helped him too much! He didnāt want to make things difficult for him anymore.
With my current strength, I should be able to enter the universeās top ten, but itās not enough to be number one. Xu Jingming read the information on the projection. He was accumulating deeper knowledge every day.
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The Ancient River Civilization, one of the cosmic human raceās three advanced civilizations.
On an habitable planet.
āSir, this native planet has a population of about 1.5 billion. Due to diseases and war, their average lifespan is 33 years. The meteorological cycle of this native planet⦠has made the entire planet colder. If we donāt terraform the planet, many people will freeze to death during winter. It will only get worse every year in the future.ā A lanky man followed by his masterās side respectfully.
The young Qu Fang wore a thick robe just like the natives.
He looked at such a world and sighed. āAs an advanced cosmic civilization, our Ancient River Civilization still has a large number of native planets.ā
āAfter all, the entire cosmic sector is too vast,ā the lanky man said. āEven the universe is constantly evolving, producing new planets one after another. Life will be born on some planets. Over endless time, human bloodlines have long been scattered across the universe. There are even small pockets of humans outside the 34 cosmic sectors.ā
āMom, Mom.ā A cry sounded.
Beside the frozen path, a girl kneeled beside her mother. Her mother had already frozen to death.
The girl was terrified and in despair as she shouted.