Rebuilding King Star

"Never show mercy to enemies. Make sure every strike kills." Krillin watched Shadao's rapidly moving figure as he spoke.

Shadao seemed to take Krillin's words to heart, and the force in his hands increased by several degrees. In moments, all hundred aliens had been wiped out.

Watching Shadao kill the last alien, the people below could not help shouting, "We won! We won!"

"We defeated those evil invaders!" With that, many Mudball Star Aliens embraced one another and wept.

Krillin slowly floated toward a distant crack between the rocks. "Stop playing dead and get up!"

Seeing Krillin float in his direction, Shaz was filled with regret. Why did I come here? I even provoked Lord Krillin earlier. It's over, it's over. I'm definitely dead this time.

Shaz was terrified upon hearing Krillin's words and did not dare open his eyes to look at him.

"If you keep playing dead, I'll send you to meet your boss right away." Krillin looked at Shaz teasingly.

"Gulp." Shaz swallowed hard, immediately jumped down, and kowtowed to Krillin. "Lord Krillin, I was wrong. Please spare my life. I shouldn't have led Rick here." Shaz's legs trembled nonstop, his heart lodged in his throat.

"Nicely done. I won't kill you this time. You completed your task quite well." Krillin patted Shaz on the shoulder and smiled.

Shaz became even more frightened. Is he going to kill me?

Krillin turned and walked toward the crowd, with Shadao following behind him.

Shaz slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Krillin was ignoring him, he hesitated. Should I run now?

After struggling with himself for a long while, Shaz chose to walk toward Krillin.

Seeing Krillin and Shadao coming over, the crowd immediately ran toward them, shouting, "Long live Lord Krillin! Long live Shadao!"

Krillin smiled at the crowd, but Shadao looked somewhat embarrassed. He had suddenly become Dirt Clod Star's hero, and he had yet to adjust to such a drastic change in status.

Ian stepped out from the crowd and called out to Krillin, "Lord Krillin, thank you for everything you have done for Dirt Clod Star. Please accept the grandest rite of worship from the people of Dirt Clod Star!"

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of eyes turned devout as ancient, mysterious words were chanted. Krillin did not understand them, but he knew they were surely blessing him.

After a long while, Ian rose to his feet, walked before Krillin, and respectfully asked, "Lord Krillin, what should we do next?"

"Most of the aliens stationed here have already been dealt with. All that remains is to rescue the rest of your people!" Krillin said seriously to Ian.

Hearing that they would next rescue the rest of his people, Ian grew even more excited and hurriedly replied, "Yes!"

"Shadao, the aliens' spaceships are still there. We can use them to rescue your people."

"I'm here. Yes, Lord Krillin." Hearing Krillin call for him, Shadao hurriedly stepped out from the crowd.

Shadao personally selected nine outstanding members of his people, and the nine had already piloted the spaceships into the sky.

"Wait for me! I'll bring every last one of our people back!" Shadao shouted down below, then flew into a spaceship.

Watching Shadao lead his people away, Ian could not help feeling joyful. Dirt Clod Star would soon be rebuilt.

The aliens' spaceships were indeed quite fast. Before long, they arrived at Slave Zone No. 1.

"The boss is back! Hurry and welcome him!" said a dark brown alien.

"The boss is the boss. He settled the rebellion in no time. If only I could be like the boss someday!" Thinking this, the alien quickened his pace.

A line of aliens had already formed neatly, ready to welcome their boss's landing.

"Lord Shadao, what should we do?" a Mudball Star Alien piloting a spaceship asked Shadao.

"Do we even need to think about it? They've lined themselves up for us. Aren't they asking to die? Set up the interstellar cannons and blast them to hell!" Shadao said viciously.

"Captain, something seems off." One alien seemed to notice that the interstellar cannons were aimed directly at them and asked the captain doubtfully.

"Hm?"

"I noticed..."

"Boom! Boom! Crash!" A massive mushroom cloud rose into the air. Before that alien could finish asking his question, he had already been reduced to a pile of mangled flesh.

The Mudball Star Aliens laboring nearby heard the huge blast and paused slightly. Their clouded eyes glanced toward the sky before they slowly lowered their heads and continued their work.

The spaceships landed in the center of Mine No. 1. Shadao and his people emerged together.

The workers looked at those who emerged in confusion. "Why are our own people coming out of these aliens' spaceships?"

After gathering himself for a while, Shadao raised his Ki and shouted excitedly, "My people, we've been saved! The invaders have all been wiped out!"

Shadao poured all his Ki into his voice, making it incomparably loud as it spread throughout the entire slave zone. He did not stop shouting, calling out again and again until his Ki was exhausted.

The entire mine fell utterly silent. Although Shadao had stopped shouting, the echoes continued to stir every heart again and again.

An old man stared blankly at Shadao. The tool in his hand fell to the ground, yet he did not notice. Tears streamed down his cheeks.

The mine had now become completely quiet. The echoes of Shadao's cries had also faded, and only the frantic beating of hundreds of thousands of hearts could faintly be heard.

Suddenly, cheers that rang through the heavens erupted. The thunderous roar drove away the clouds overhead, and birds and beasts in flight dropped from the sky, chunks of lung tissue spilling from their mouths as their hearts and lungs had been completely shattered by the sound.

Two days later...

The last batch of people had been brought back, and the reconstruction of Dirt Clod Star was in full swing...

Each slave zone had a respected leader, while Ian and the other eight were responsible for Dirt Clod Star's reconstruction.

Shaz was serving as a laborer, chopping down unknown crops. Once they were piled into heaps like small mountains, he would deliver them to the Mudball Star Aliens in charge of construction.

Seeing Shadao return, Avila went up to him with an adorable smile. "You've worked so hard, Brother Shadao." As she spoke, she stretched out her delicate hands to wipe the sweat from Shadao's brow, her eyes filled with admiration.

Shadao was also extremely happy to see Avila as soon as he returned. He stood there awkwardly, at a loss for what to do. Watching petite Avila wipe away his sweat, his heart felt warm, as though he had once again found the presence of family.

The power of unity was limitless. In merely two days, the outline of their new home had already been built.

"Lord Krillin, all the necessary preparations have been completed. We may now pray to the Earth God and announce the official reconstruction of our home," Ian respectfully reported to Krillin.

Krillin did not know much about alien customs. He assumed it was probably just a meeting to announce the reconstruction of Dirt Clod Star to everyone.

Krillin smiled and nodded. "Dirt Clod Star is about to welcome victory. Why not change its name, to symbolize its rebirth?" Deep down, Krillin felt that he would never dare mention the name "Dirt Clod" when traveling outside in the future.

Everyone strongly agreed with Krillin's suggestion. After destruction came renewal.

The people were put in a difficult position. They truly could not think of a name better than Dirt Clod Star, so they could only ask Krillin for advice again.

After pondering for a long time, Krillin put on a mysterious expression and said, "Let's call it King Star!"

Hearing the words King Star, Ian and the other eight elders' eyes lit up. Why had they never thought of that before?

"Good, then it shall be called King Star." The nine spoke to Krillin at once, somewhat excitedly.

After speaking, the nine looked at one another and all nodded slightly.

The nine suddenly knelt before Shadao. "We ask Shadao to accept the throne of King Star. Please lead our people and help them survive."

"Me? I can't do it!" Shadao stammered.

"How could I possibly be qualified to be King Star's king? I'm only 250 years old. I'm still so young!" Shadao hurriedly argued.

"No one but you is suited for the throne. Only you can completely unite the people of the nine slave zones. Only you can shoulder the burden of rebuilding King Star!" The nine explained passionately to Shadao.

Shadao felt rather embarrassed and could only look toward Krillin, indicating that he wanted to ask for Lord Krillin's opinion.

"Ian is not wrong. What King Star needs now is a strong person, a king who can truly protect the entire race." Krillin signaled for Shadao to accept King Star's throne.

Seeing that even Lord Krillin said so, Shadao had no choice but to nod. Somewhat timidly, he said, "Then if I do anything wrong in the future, you can't blame me."

Seeing this, the nine hurriedly said, "How would we dare blame our king?"

Krillin: Just as expected...

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