The First Contact, War Maniac!

"Director, Crystal Dragon has messaged me. They want to negotiate with us, asking us to stop and not disrupt the Ocean Hunting Plan."

"As for the price, he told us to name our price, and that the Five Great Royal Clans would do their best to meet it as long as it was acceptable."

"Whether it's supplies, prestige, various precious items, or even the honor of becoming the sixth royal family!"

"They can satisfy all our needs!"

Despite a night of fighting and carnage, the Hope's voyage was not slowed down because its engines could take intermittent breaks.

On the fourth day after the tsunami struck, Connie stood behind Su Mo, watching the sun rise above the horizon and slowly float upwards, her face full of respect.

From an unknown outcast of a clan to someone whom even the Five Great Royal Clans had to come and compromise for.

From the brink of extinction to the royal family's willingness to acknowledge the Au tribe as the "sixth royal family".

In just one month, before Connie could even react, her "lion life" had already undergone a tremendous change.

The life of an ordinary lion-man is gone forever, replaced by a magical experience of walking in the sky!

But Connie, immersed in this unprecedented and magical experience, was fully aware of what was happening.

All of this success, all of this is thanks to the man before her! In other words, looking at Su Mo's "imposing" figure, she was very glad that her choice a month ago was the right one! "Dial Crystal Dragon's number for me, make a video call, yell, make him come and talk to me personally!"

Even while wearing a lion costume, an unconscious lion's roar would still emanate between sentences.

Even with Su Mo's deliberate suppression, the lion's roar wasn't loud, but in this environment, it made Connie's legs go weak and her whole body go numb.

"Okay, I'll dial right now!"

Connie, not understanding Su Mo's intentions, chose to comply.

As the beeping sound slowly rang out, Crystal Dragon, who was waiting on the other side, obviously did not leave the Game Panel and accepted the request almost immediately.

The scene shifted, and with the protective effect in place, the video call, guided by Connie, was successfully transferred to Su Mo's core.

With just a small "repeater", video communication between humans and other races remains as stable as ever.

Crystal Dragon are the least anthropomorphic creatures Su Mo has seen in the wasteland so far.

Similar to pangolins on Earth, each scale on the Crystal Dragon's body radiates a magical light, just like crystal.

Even his face and eyelids were covered with scales, protecting any possible opening.

The only anthropomorphic feature of Crystal Dragon is the expression on his face.

Like humans, Su Mo saw a hint of fear in that expression, as well as a trace of ferocity that he tried to suppress but couldn't completely control!

At this moment, Su Mo was openly scrutinizing the other party, while Crystal Dragon's eyes were darting around frantically, trying to gather information.

Through contact with Connie's core, Crystal Dragon knew that the mysterious lion-man before him did not have a core. So, after hesitating for a moment, he slowly spoke, introducing himself first. "Hello, Simba, the powerful lion-man from the Au race. I am Long Li, the leader of the Crystal Dragon."

"Roar!"

Seeing that Crystal Dragon was about to start rambling on, after thinking clearly about today's goal, Su Mo didn't hold back and interrupted the other party's speech with a loud shout.

This roar startled the Crystal Dragon on the other side, causing him to completely forget the words he had prepared.

???

Is Simba the lion-man crazy? Watching Simba shaking his head in the video, Crystal Dragon felt inexplicably annoyed, and his previous desire for peaceful negotiations was greatly diminished.

After a moment's thought, without waiting for Su Mo to speak, Crystal Dragon said fiercely, word by word, as if reciting a memorized text. "You understand why I'm here today. You know exactly what I want to do by making this call. Pretending to be crazy is pointless."

"Your strength is recognized by the Five Great Royal Clans, including your Ao clan. We also acknowledge that you are fully capable of standing on equal footing with our royal families."

"As for the Lion King beneath you, if you wish, we can become friends and members of an alliance, standing above these ordinary alien races."

"If you agree to our demands, stop now and wait until after this tsunami!"

"We'll give you everything you want!"

After saying all that in one breath, Su Mo was still slowly shaking his head in Crystal Dragon's sight, with a "mocking" smile on his lips, as if to say, "That's it?"

Sensing Su Mo's disdain, Crystal Dragon was enraged. "Simba, what do you mean?!"

Su Mo smiled, "I didn't mean anything by it. I'm just very curious. Are the so-called five royal Five Great Royal Clans only aiming to surpass these ordinary alien races? Listening to your words, I even want to laugh. Shall I bet you? If you hadn't been lucky enough to be born into Five Great Royal Clans, people like you would have a hard time surviving in the wasteland!"

Crystal Dragon: "???"

Seeing the anger rising on Crystal Dragon's face, Su Mo continued, "Didn't you want peace talks? Didn't you want me to let you not ruin your plans? Fine, absolutely fine. All I need is for your Five Great Royal Clans to unite and issue a statement, that you acknowledge our Ao Clan as the true supreme rulers among the alien races, above your Five Great Royal Clans families, and that all alien races must obey our commands and be at our beck and call. Then I will agree to your terms, immediately cease all actions, and not take any further action."

Crystal Dragon glared. "You!"

He hadn't expected Su Mo's conditions to be like this.

At the same time, he wasn't stupid. He knew that if the Five Great Royal Clans really issued this statement, they would be completely controlled by the other side.

At that point, the risks of the entire plan would increase exponentially.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You don't actually think you idiots are qualified to sit on equal footing with me, do you? If you want to talk to me, go ask those old guys behind you."

"I didn't want to get involved in this disaster, but since you insisted on using your methods to bring about this tsunami and want to greedily devour so much profit, then let's all put aside our horses and have a good clash!"

Seeing the look of astonishment on Crystal Dragon's face as his secret was exposed, Su Mo, hiding his joy under the hood, hung up the phone immediately.

Sure enough, this gamble paid off!

With the aid of a wealth of information and after breaking free from previous misconceptions, humanity's seemingly hopeless future has finally found a glimmer of hope! As of now, even without the participation of others, the conditions for triggering this Three Races War have been fully gathered in Su Mo's hands! If he wanted to, even now, Su Mo could trigger this war single-handedly and end the tsunami.

However, the consequence of this is that humanity will have to come into direct contact with other races in the coming period, start a full-scale war, and witness the arrival of the old man behind the Five Great Royal Clans!

"Since large human shelters dare to propose the concept of war zones, since they want to fight this battle with the alien races, and are confident of victory in a certain war zone, then it means they must have some real strength!"

"The current situation they face is that there is too little time, and they cannot get to their respective war zones in time!"

"Therefore, what I need to do is to tell them through Lu Yongyi that I have the ability to turn this disaster into Three Races War!"

After working through the night without sleep, Su Mo's thinking reached a new peak once again.

At this peak, all the plans flowed out like water, without encountering any resistance.

Now that the decision has been made to wage war in the wasteland, humanity can certainly take action now that the situation is dire! Removing his hood and taking a deep breath of the salty sea air, Su Mo opened the Game Panel and quickly typed in the chat box with Lu Yongyi:

Brother Lu, tell the official large shelters that they no longer need to look for a trigger to start the Three Races War; leave that to me.

On the last day of the tsunami, when we meet, I will immediately begin this Three Races War to end the tsunami disaster.

Everyone only has three days left!

Within these three days, I have the following requirements, which I need you to pass on to the authorities for them to publicize and implement. Be quick! First: Announce our naval attack plan. Further subdivide our twelve war zones, dividing them according to the area covered by every ten Area Channel, and re-plan the new war zones. This is extremely important; I need you to complete the division quickly and transmit the complete data to me simultaneously! Second: From now on, every official vessel in the ocean must try to gather as many people as possible within its area to enhance the combat effectiveness of their group. Whether it's a large ship, a small ship, or a raft, every person and every ship is valuable combat power. The more people gathered now, the less pressure and losses we may suffer when the great war begins! Third: Before the last day, you can avoid battle, but do not fear battle. If any Ocean Alien Race dare to provoke us, just fight them directly. Don't be afraid of the consequences; even, if there is an opportunity, try to inflict as much pain and fear upon them! After writing down these three requirements and repeatedly reciting them to confirm that his thoughts had been conveyed, Su Mo clicked send heavily.

Meanwhile, on the Tundra, although it was just past seven o'clock, a meeting was still held inevitably.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, in just one day, the number of rafts that numbered 5,000 yesterday has surged to more than 6,000 near the Tundra!

Through word of mouth among wasteland survivors, these raft warriors gathered at an alarming speed! Currently, these raft people alone number over 40,000, causing the entire fleet to appear as a massive, dark mass on the sea.

But only those sitting in the conference room know just how badly the situation has deteriorated.

"Director Lu, we have currently counted 11,852 rafts and 49,687 people, and the number is still increasing."

"It is highly likely that the number will exceed 20,000 by this time tomorrow!"

As he read the data on the paper, Zhang Long's face showed an expression that was hard to tell whether it was a smile or a cry; it looked incredibly distorted.

The others, upon hearing this chilling number, were also taken aback, a look of bewilderment on their faces.

If the 5,000 ships were still within everyone's control, the situation has now completely spiraled out of control.

When tomorrow arrives, there will be 20,000 rafts and over 100,000 survivors, a population comparable to that of a remote county town in civilized times.

This is no longer a question of whether to abandon or not!

The goal is to shake off these people, and once they discover this, a mutiny will break out.

Then, before the people present even fight the alien race, they'll have to fight their own people first.

And these crazed survivors, in their despair, will undoubtedly unleash all their resentment on those who abandoned them.

"Director Lu, Director Lu, what are you laughing at?"

"If you're feeling down, just cry. Don't hold it in. Your brothers won't laugh at you!"

After Zhang Long finished reading the data on the paper, the conference room fell silent. But to everyone's surprise, Director Lu, who had been sitting in the center and remained silent all along, suddenly burst into laughter.

This laughter was wild, liberating, and unrestrained.

This was completely different from the persona Lu Yongyi had cultivated before! Everyone was immediately worried, thinking that under pressure, this tough guy was about to collapse.

But the next second, in everyone's sight, Director Lu, who was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down his face, stood up abruptly.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, he shouted in a powerful and resounding voice, "Look at you all, such a petty and cowardly bunch!"

"Twenty thousand? We need to gather twenty-five thousand by tomorrow! We can't let a single one of these rafts escape!"