The Sword of the Former Dynasty Cannot Slay the Officials of the Present-Dukao, the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fox

Oh.

In the command room, Luo'erjiao listened to everyone's complaints and couldn't help rubbing his temples. Looking at them, he said, "What's done is done. There's no point saying more. First, let's take stock of how many supplies we have left at the base, and then..."

Hearing Luo'erjiao's orders, everyone nodded. They knew that, given the current situation, this was their only option.

Luo'erjiao's main point was simple: squeeze out as many resources as possible and send them to the main battlefield. That was the most important front, and nothing could be allowed to go wrong there.

Otherwise, they'd really be done for.

However, this was only a temporary measure. To solve the problem completely, they would still need supplies from the rear.

Otherwise, if the supplies from the rear kept failing to arrive, trouble was bound to crop up sooner or later.

After everyone had left the command room, Luo'erjiao began making calls one by one, contacting people in the rear and trying to get another batch of supplies shipped over as soon as possible.

Yanhuang Empire, Xuanhuang City.

Ye Chen looked at the latest report in his hand and couldn't help smiling. "Looks like Dukao's getting desperate too. But then again, they can't afford to drag this out.

"After all, equipment alone won't do them any good. Their soldiers still need to eat."

Putting down the report, Ye Chen rose and looked at the enormous world map behind him.

By now, the red representing the Yanhuang Empire had nearly spread across the entire map.

"Two years have passed. The training should be over by now. There's little point in continuing."

With that thought, Ye Chen said calmly, "Yuan Lan, order the Kunpeng Squadron to equip the Star No.2 Weapon and head to the European Continent. This war, which has dragged on for years, must come to an end."

"Yes!"

Yuan Lan, standing a short distance behind him, immediately went to make the arrangements.

Half a month later.

Ye Chen stood high above the European Continent, silently gazing at the "lights of countless homes" below.

Just then, he sensed someone watching him. He immediately followed the gaze and looked toward the top of a mountain below, where an Asian face—strikingly out of place—had appeared.

Seeing this, Ye Chen thought for a moment. The only Asian who would show up here at this time was probably someone from Dukao's side.

He just didn't know what Dukao meant by sending someone over now.

As he pondered this, Ye Chen appeared on the mountainside below and looked at Ajie, who stood opposite him.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Ye Chen, Ajie respectfully cupped his hands in greeting. "Greetings, Emperor. I am Ajie, and I have come at the command of General Dukao—"

"You said your name was Ajie?!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen couldn't help giving the man in front of him a strange look.

Come to think of it, aside from his long hair and somewhat flowery way of speaking, this Ajie really did look a lot like that famous smooth-talking Ajie from Ye Chen's memories.

Across from him, Ajie was left utterly confused by Ye Chen's words. What was wrong with his name? Was it that strange?

Looking at Ajie, Ye Chen gave him a knowing smile. "I know another person named Ajie, and he's a famous smooth-talker. That's why I was surprised to hear you call yourself Ajie."

Hearing this, Ajie thought to himself, A smooth-talker named Ajie? That does sound a lot like me. Wait, is this guy talking about me?!

At that thought, Ajie saw Ye Chen's knowing smile and realized that Ye Chen really did know him.

"What did Dukao send you here to say?"

At Ye Chen's voice, Ajie quickly came back to his senses. "I mainly came to deliver a communicator to you, Emperor. General Dukao is busy with affairs and couldn't come in person..."

As he spoke, Ajie took out a special communicator and tapped it lightly. A projection appeared in the air, showing Dukao.

After that, Ajie stepped aside and waited at a distance.

Ignoring Ajie, Ye Chen looked at Dukao on the screen. This was the first time he had seen Dukao in this world.

Well, how to put it? The sight was a little jarring.

After all, the Dukao in his memories wore modern clothes. This Dukao had long hair and wore ancient robes, and his face looked as if the whole world owed him eighty million. The contrast was even more jarring.

An off-the-wall thought flashed through Ye Chen's mind and vanished. He looked at Dukao and said, "Dukao, the war fanatic of the Denuo Civilization ten thousand years ago... Am I wrong?"

"Haha, it seems the Emperor really does know a lot about the universe. That's right. I was once a general of the Denuo Civilization.

"But everything from my past disappeared along with the Denuo Civilization. I'm just an ordinary person from Blue Star now."

Dukao laughed heartily and admitted it without hesitation.

But that last sentence left plenty to read between the lines.

"Oh? You think you're from Blue Star? Heh. Give me one reason." Ye Chen looked at Dukao and sneered.

"After the Denuo Civilization disappeared, I led the survivors into the stars, searching for a new home. A few hundred years ago, I came to Blue Star. The moment I saw it, I fell in love with this place and chose to become part of it. I have never intended to harm its people.

"Moreover, from the Tang Dynasty to the present, I have served as an official in various dynasties, working for the people."

At that, Ye Chen immediately understood why the man had come.

Dukao had realized that the tide could not be turned, so he wanted to become part of the Yanhuang Empire. Just as he had done before, he'd served as an official in every dynasty and used each one's power to his advantage.

What Ye Chen didn't know was that Dukao also hoped to use this opportunity to find the alien civilization behind the Yanhuang Empire—a civilization that didn't exist in the first place.

After hearing him out, Ye Chen looked at Dukao. Dukao met his gaze in silence, waiting for Ye Chen's reply.

"Dukao, perhaps other dynasties accepted your identity. But don't you know that with each new emperor comes a new court?

"And how can the sword of a former dynasty slay the officials of the present?

"So I don't accept your reasoning."

Dukao wasn't surprised by this response. He had expected it, after all. And if Ye Chen had agreed so easily, he wouldn't have trusted him.

Dukao continued, "I know the Emperor rejects who we are. But over the past few centuries, we have joined with the people of this world and had children. You could say we have become a part of this world.

"I hope the Emperor will give us a chance. In return, we are willing to offer you a set of technological records."

Hearing this, Ajie hurried over from a distance and took out some documents and a device containing stored data, then handed them to Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and thought, Dukao really is a ten-thousand-year-old fox. He even prepared the rent in advance.