Hill saw the miserable look on their faces, so unlike their earlier expressionlessness, and could not help asking.
"These are star beasts that eat people... Don't you want to join the fight?"
"Who said that?" Xiao Moshan shot him a disdainful look. Though the Empire and Federation were enemies, and their genes differed somewhat, they were ultimately both part of the Human Race.
Even their cultivation systems and technological development were remarkably similar.
What depressed him was this: "We just don't want to be conscripted... What kind of bullshit is this?"
Hearing that, Hill immediately grew excited. "Count me in, all right? Hunting star beasts is my dream."
"I can even help cover for you. As long as you're serious about dealing with the star beasts, everything else is negotiable!"
Xiao Moshan glanced at him, and there was actually a trace of pity in his eyes. "You have no idea who you're talking to!"
"Do I need to know?" Hill raised an eyebrow slightly. Weren't they Separatists from those two star regions? But that did not matter. "I only know that we belong to the same Human Race camp and are both willing to hunt star beasts voluntarily!"
"Tsk." Xiao Moshan smacked his lips, rendered speechless for the first time.
He was someone with strong military sentiments. Back then, he had stubbornly insisted on returning to the military, and Bentley had nearly killed him over it.
So although Hill was a soldier from an enemy nation, the words "same Human Race camp" left him with mixed feelings.
In the end, he still sighed. "Sorry, I still can't grant your wish... But whether you're here or not doesn't really matter."
"What kind of talk is that?" Hill was genuinely eager to try. "Without me stepping forward, what if the fleet sends