Inheritance

Half a month ago, the residents of Green Planet probably never imagined the situation would change so quickly.

Not long ago, the East Country People were being hunted down and massacred by the Aus. They carried guns, brought dogs, rode in vehicles, and set out in groups with the cheerful mood of an autumn hunting trip, chasing and sniping the outsiders one by one as if hunting rabbits.

But now, the surviving Aus were hiding in trembling terror in some corner of this world, desperately evading the pursuit of other races. In fact, the ones hunting them most fiercely were the survivors from other countries.

Compared to those remnants, the East Country People—who had conservatively suffered over thirty percent casualties—were actually lucky. After all, those unfortunate enough to have survived until now likely had survival rates below one percent.

This wave of revenge, or hunting fever, would not stop before the new Shenzhou arrived. Lu PingAn strongly suspected that even once the Shenzhou came, plenty of people would still be waiting for those Aus along the route to board it.

"Has the overall situation been settled?"

At this point, the situation had become nearly irreversible.

The Four Cities had resolved to swallow the other side of this world, which meant they intended to bear the cost.

"Two Rule-levels should be sent over in the early stage. Later on, there should be permanent deployments."

"Of course it'll be the Phosphorus People. The addition of the Desert Phosphorus People has greatly eased our shortage of high-level combat power."

"They plan to relocate some residents here? They'll probably agree, but the numbers won't be too large. If they really try a large-scale migration, all kinds of 'accidents' will happen."

At a meeting of the true insiders, Director Fang spoke very bluntly to Regiment