Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Phil Star People

　　"What's going on here?" Ye Shan jumped on the stone and sat, waiting for Cerol to tell the story.

　　This grievance has been stuffed in his heart, always tormenting Cerol's heart. He couldn't help closing his eyes and said in pain: "Do you think the Kaimo people who rule the entire galaxy are really so friendly? They are treating us as human beings and raising them as pigs."

　　"Every 50 years, they send a messenger to our planet to take away 100 of our tribesmen. Although I don't know what their intentions are, none of the tribesmen we took has ever come back. And, the most hateful thing is, Every 50 years, 100 tribesmen are handed over to the Kemo messengers by myself, and the life on other planets is not much better." Cerol always thought of sending his tribe to the Kemo messengers. , The clansman looked at him in disbelief, and his heart was cut like a knife, and two lines of tears could not help flowing out, and he made a bleak laughter.

　　Hearing this, Ye Shan couldn't help but look at Cerol with a hint of disgust in his eyes. This kind of executioner who wiped his own clan with his own hands was like a beast.

　　"Haven't you tried to resist?"

　　Cerol wiped his eyes, calmed down, and said unwillingly: "We also resisted a thousand years ago, when the Kaimo people invaded our planet and asked us Phil people to submit to their rule, our tribesmen Of course I don't want to. The leader at that time led a group of powerful clansmen to resist the invading Kemo people, but the Kemo people were very powerful, and only one person was dispatched to kill all our clansmen, and they are still there. The city killed more than 20,000 of our clansmen."

　　"Then, they found my father who was the strongest among the 30,000 people left at that time, and promised that as long as they submit to the rule of the Kaimo people and send 10 people to them every 50 years, they will not destroy us. In order to ensure the continuation of the race, my father had to euphemistically under their rule, sending them 10 tribes every 50 years."

　　"As for other beings in the universe, those who dare to resist will either be completely destroyed, or they will live on like us."

　　"However, they are getting more and more excessive. From 10 people every 50 years at the beginning, it has now increased to 100 people. What can I do, I am also desperate." Cerol still said in pain.

　　"If you change the ending, maybe you can make an inspirational epic blockbuster. It's a pity..."

　　After listening to Cerol's story, Hayama let out a long sigh. I don't want to criticize whether Cerol's actions are right or wrong. After all, on the level of the whole race, although it is a bit useless. But in order to take care of the safety of the entire race, it is not wrong for others to do so.

　　The pain that has been in his heart for many years, and now he has not completely said it, Cerol felt a lot more at ease, and forced a smile: "Yeshan, this is why the whole galaxy looks so comfortable and harmonious."

　　Facing the sad history of racial development, Ye Shan didn't know how to comfort him. Scratching his head, he suddenly said, "You said that the Kaimo people ruled this galaxy for countless years, right? That means they know a lot of secrets that you don't know?"

　　Maybe I can learn about the situation of this universe from the rulers of this western galaxy, the Kemers, and then find a way to go back.

　　Cerol had calmed down at this time, and hesitantly said: "You should know, I can't guarantee this."

　　Seeing Ye Shan's moved expression, Cerol said in shock, "You... do you want to find this hateful Kaimo clan? Don't, don't go, although your strength is also very strong. , but you alone are no match for them."

　　"What are you afraid of? My strength is more than what you see. Let me clear the entire galaxy for you and give you racial freedom. Isn't that bad?" Ye Shan rolled his eyes and gestured. .

　　Seeing that Cerol still wanted to tease him, Yeshan's 15 million combat power was fully revealed.

"Is that enough? If it's not enough, I have other means. Do you want to keep going like this? You also said that you will send 100 clansmen every 50 years, and the number of your current clan can support it. How long? Sooner or later, it will perish, why don't you dare to fight? Do you really want to carry this useless person until the day you die?" Ye Shan said excitedly.

　　Cerol was a little frightened by Ye Shan's combat power. He was more than ten times stronger than himself, and even several times stronger than the messenger of the Kaimo star.

　　Yeshan's strength gave Cerol a glimmer of hope, plus what Yeshan said. Cerol came to his senses as if struck by lightning, "Yeah, if this continues, our race will one day indirectly perish in the hands of the Kaimo clan. It's better to fight than this. Yeshan's strength is so powerful, maybe he can really do it. ..."

　　"Yeshan, your strength is very strong, maybe you can really destroy the rule of the Kaimo people. You are right, I don't want to die like a bear now, even if I want to die, I will die on the battlefield, and if I want to die, I have to be like us. The leader of the Phil tribe a thousand years ago. He died on the road against the ruler of the Kemo tribe." Cerol's neck was bulging, his face was flushed, and he looked resolute.

　　"..." Ye Shan's mouth twitched if he wanted to be so excited.

　　After Cerol calmed down, Ye Shan asked, "Serol, do you know where the planet of the Kaimo clan is? I used to take away their lair."

　　Cerol thought for a while before saying embarrassedly: "This, I really don't know, I haven't heard of it for so long, their planet seems to be very secret. Every time they communicate with people, they send a The messenger came in a spaceship."

　　"Forget it if you don't know. It doesn't matter. Do you have a way to contact the messenger? Let's arrest him and force him to find out the whereabouts of the old nest." With a wave of his hand, Ye Shanyi was bold and said nothing.

　　"There seems to be a lot of Kemo people, and the special envoys who come here are different each time. I only have a way to contact them, and I will use this thing to contact them every 50 years." Cerol took out a round something said. *