The general suddenly felt that the man in front of him was a little unreasonable.

It's not like he has never seen people who are driven to the core by lust, and the ones that best fit this profile are all kinds of Zerg; some of them will persist in the process of reproduction even when faced with life and death matters.

But...the general used the word "creature" for this kind of people. He has a great longing for human blood and has gradually embarked on the path of racism.

He never imagined that Zuo Wu, a pure-blood human, would actually say such words in front of him.

"...Ah, I understand!" The general seemed to have grasped some last straw: "You are angry that I used the judgment of the gods on you, so you want to insult me ​​like this, it is just an insult, right?"

"Is it right?"

"Is it right!"

The general's voice was mixed with anger and strength, and he could hardly maintain his humble posture.

Zuo Wu spread his hands and looked very innocent: "What I said is the truth, and you got one thing wrong from the beginning. The prosperity of the Imperial Alliance in the past was not because of the flawless leadership of pure-blood humans, but because of humans and

Someone made a deal."

"The Woven Coat of Life, have you heard of this name?"

The general hesitated and shook his head slowly. Suddenly, some relics and ancient books he had seen in his military career flashed through his mind, and he froze midway in his shaking motion.

Zuo Wu continued: "Let's guess why pure-blood humans have disappeared, but the number of people with human blood like you is still considerable?"

"I guess this is probably the price of the deal; while pure-blood humans are endowed with good luck and strength, they also make any alien race in the galaxy fatally attracted to them."

At least that's the case for Zuo Wu himself, and he doesn't care whether this preference is innate or acquired.

"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, pure-blooded humans will hate their own race extremely, whether it is physical or psychological, and even... the same is true for their own parents or children. General, you should know more royal secrets than I do.

No similar signs?"

"Furthermore, you also said that only purebloods born naturally will inherit that kind of fluctuation; if with the help of technological means, women will have abortions and allow the fetus to develop outside the body, it will also produce all kinds of strange mutations, right?"

It was all conjecture, but the more Zuo Wu thought about it, the more it made sense:

"Therefore, pure-blooded humans will be more inclined to intermarry with other races, and the bloodline will gradually be diluted. If my second conjecture is true, then it may become necessary to contact the same race in order to continue the pure bloodline.

Something that can only be accomplished with great perseverance.”

Zuo Wu clicked his tongue and recalled the portrait of the former commander codenamed "Martyr". Unfortunately, it was just a portrait. He didn't have much idea about that appearance and could not verify his conjecture.

There are many people in the galaxy who are very similar to pure-blood humans, such as Ace Bai. To identify them based on their appearance alone, their purity is too low.

The general was stunned, nodded, and then shook his head. He knew much more secrets about the royal family than Zuo Wu, and every conjecture of the man in front of him had matching evidence.

"What exactly do you want to say?" the general asked, even forgetting to add an honorific.

Zuo Wu shrugged:

"First of all, I want to say that my bloodline is not noble, I just made a deal with a certain existence. If you are ambitious, you can regard the 'Coat of Life' as your enemy. Maybe one day you will be more powerful than anyone else.

Another beginning for pure-blood humans,"

"And, I can't make a judgment on your so-called glory. I can't affirm you, and I can't deny you either,"

He looked at the general. Although his eyes were gentle, they did not reveal a trace of light:

"I can understand the glory you value, but that's all. It's really difficult for me to have any thoughts or comments. If I insist on saying it..."

"I'm just excited to see a new form of life."

The general was completely stunned.

After maintaining it for a long time, the posture of the victim finally collapsed, with his head lowered and his body twitching uncontrollably.

Zuo Wu smacked his tongue and suddenly felt a little sorry for him: "Well, if you really can't accept it, it's okay for me to lie to you."

"Ha, yes, yes, yes, you must be lying to me..."

As if grasping the last straw, the general almost tore through his diving suit with his hands: "Yes, I still have the God's Judgment, and I will use the God's Judgment to prevent you from ever lying to me..."

As if driven by a clown.

Thousands of miles away, the illusory and crystal-clear giant structure flashed with fleeting brilliance.

Zuo Wu's pupils shrank for a moment. He said before that he fully understood the attack method of the God's Judgment. In fact, he was a bit brave, and he was only 40-50% sure.

But from now on, that majestic structure in the sky will only be a beautiful living room lamp to me.

"...What now? Can you tell me the truth?" The general's voice showed a little hope.

Zuo Wu spread his hands even more innocently: "It's a pity that I can't even comfort you now."

Click.

It was as if something had broken completely.

The general looked at his hands, and the numerous self-inflicted wounds on them in order to strip away the gaseous state were like grinning mouths, making harsh mocking sounds.

He knows far more confidential documents than Zuo Wu.

What pure-blood human beings are always right? There is a person in front of me who I despise beyond all reason, who has such a bloodline.

No wonder there are always incidents of husbands and wives turning against each other and fathers and sons killing each other in the royal family secrets; it turns out that it is either because they are exploring different paths or because they simply dislike each other.

The strength of the Imperial Alliance is due to the fact that it is favored by something that is the most despised by itself and is similar to a god.

It turns out that my life has no glory at all.

The human parent is probably simply cursed with an irrepressible passion for aliens.

Even if the other party is at war with each other and there is a blood feud between them, they just...can't control it.

Absolutely, absolutely there won’t be any touching stories.

The general's hands that squeezed the diving suit slowly loosened their grip.

Before he only hated half of it.

Now.

But the general could only sigh in a low voice: "It's really disgusting, everything I have is."

Zuo Wu stood up slowly: "So, do you still need my judgment now? If nothing happens, I will go up there first...ah."

His vision captured two extremely familiar figures approaching quickly. He waved to them, and his heart palpitated.

God's ruling only allows him to be the "emperor". Why can't he be a dissolute and foolish king who wanders around and doesn't care about everything?

The general also stood up.

He did not pull up the diving suit that he once used to hide his shame, and exposed his shoulders to the starry sky: "Of course, I need it."

"I need you to sentence me to death."

The general raised his head and showed a smile that was soon distorted.

My miserable life should have come to an end long ago.

The country is an enemy of the family? Are you worthy of loving or hating a country that is truly favored by God?

Bloodline glory? Like a clown, what kind of glory is there?

It's just... I have been pursuing those things for so long, and I can't look back.

It should still have a beginning and an end.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair: "Didn't I say it? I am very fond of new and strange life that I have never seen before. You have been taking care of me recently, and I don't want to kill you."

The general shook his head: "You will."

"Because, I have been chasing your bedbug daughter, and I haven't given up even now."

Then.

The general suddenly lifted his feet off the ground.

It was Zuo Wu who suddenly grabbed his neck and lifted him up high under the starry sky. He felt like his nerves and blood vessels were being compressed, and the gas on the surface of his body flowed wildly.

But the general's smile became more twisted and brighter, as if he was close to the relief he had been pursuing for so long.

The broadcasting creatures turned their attention to it one after another.
Chapter completed!