As the saying goes, the first level of officialdom can kill someone.
This is exactly how Zhang Weidong felt at this time.
Although Warden does not have a nominal official position, he is not even a member of the official system.
But he is the one who holds the real power.
Now, Warden is the person who stands at the pinnacle of civilized power.
He stamped his feet, making this Planet tremble.
Of course, it's not shaking in the physical sense.
For such a powerful behemoth, Zhang Weidong has the biggest headache.
To be honest, with his current position, it can be said that he has already reached the top.
In terms of military rank, he was already at the level of general.
In every sense, he has reached the pinnacle of humankind.
It is almost impossible to get promoted further.
And Zhang Weidong doesn't value this either.
Compared to his current position, he would rather go to the front line and lead troops to fight.
As the saying goes, the higher you fly, the harder you fall.
His current reputation in the military can be said to be at its peak.
Everyone knows that he returned triumphantly from Hell.
Although he wanted to tell those people, he had never fought a few decent battles in Hell.
But as soon as he returned to Present World, his superiors asked him to sign a confidentiality agreement.
Not only him, but all the soldiers of the Ninth Group Army signed this regulation.
It is strictly prohibited to disclose anything about Hell to the outside world.
This regulation gave Zhang Weidong a feeling of unexplainable pain.
Moreover, Warden seems to be intentionally building momentum for the Ninth Group Army.
The rumor version about the Ninth Group Army has been updated to an extremely outrageous level.
Some people say that Ninth Group Army plundered enough fuel resources for the entire human civilization to transition to the age of interstellar navigation in Hell.
Only people at the Ninth Group Army know that the so-called 'fuel' they obtained is not even 10,000 barrels.
Don't say that you overdo it by supporting civilization.
It's not even enough to consume Present World for a day.
Others say that Ninth Group Army fought with the race led by the gods in Hell, and defeated the many with less on several occasions.
Cut the god off his horse.
At this point, if Lu Xiao and Zhang Chu are included in the Ninth Group Army's establishment, then it is not considered a rumor.
But Lu Xiao and Ninth Group Army are incompatible with each other.
Ninth Group Army is the only one who participated in the war with the gods, that is, twice.
A nuclear bomb was launched for the first time.
Two were fired the second time...
As the saying goes, if you open your mouth to spread rumors, you will lose your legs if you refute them.
But the current situation is that before they even started running to refute the rumors, their legs were already broken.
It killed all their thoughts of running away and breaking their legs.
It is precisely based on the above reasons that Zhang Weidong also suspected that Warden was trying to flatter him and kill him.
First pick him up and then kill him violently.
Zhang Weidong, who wanted to understand the whole process, hid in bed more than once and scolded Warden for being an old fox with a kind face and a dark heart.
And I didn't dare to curse too loudly for fear of being heard.
At this time, Warden didn't know that someone had such great resentment towards him.
But even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously.
Because that's how he came here in the first place.
If you have been exposed to the rain yourself, of course you should invite others to get exposed to the rain with you.
At this time, Warden and Jasmine were sitting in their office drinking tea.
Morrigan just took a sip and frowned.
Warden Seeing this, he quickly replaced Morrigan's tea with red wine.
After the red wine was delivered, Morrigan's brows relaxed.
She had listened to the entire process in Li Xiuqi's ward.
At this time, she shook the goblet, looked at Warden with strange eyes and said, "How is it? You should have a plan to light up the star now, right?"
Hearing this, Warden waved his hand and said with a smile, "I don't have any plan.
It's not me who's responsible for this."
Hearing this, a look of confusion flashed across Morrigan's face. "Since you are not responsible for this matter, do you still dare to bet with me?"
After saying that, she seemed to understand something instantly.
Then he looked at Warden with strange eyes and said, "Are you the kind of person who says no, but is honest with your body?"
Warden immediately rolled his eyes and said, "What are you talking about?"
The next second, Morrigan drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, then looked at Warden with a smile and said:
"You must be too embarrassed to take the initiative to follow me, so you came up with this bet to find yourself a place to go, right?"
In fact, you don't need to do this at all. Wouldn't it be better to be more direct?
Or do you want to give an explanation to your ethnic group in this way?"
At this time, Morrigan had a teasing smile on her face.
But because of her perfect face, this smile was full of seductive temptation.
Morrigan's beauty needs no introduction.
In other words, the beauty of the Mother Goddess elves need no introduction.
So far, Warden has never seen an ugly mother goddess elf.
If you follow what Warden says.
That's why Nuwa was careful when she pinched the clay figurines of this race.
It's not like in the mythical story, when Nuwa created the human race.
Just a scattering of mud.
Then Warden's mouth twitched and he said, "Miss Morrigan, where did you get this conspiracy theory?
Wager is Wager, not a step.
Compared to this, have you ever thought about where you are going to live after you lose Wager?"
"Losing?" Morrigan said softly, "How could I lose?"
"Do you think that since the star has not collapsed, you humans can make it shine again with your own strength?
I tell you, this is impossible.
Even beings at the old level cannot do this.
I told you before, among Universe, the only one that can do this is the silicon-based race.
While other races can easily destroy stars, they cannot make a dimmed star shine again.
As I said before, destruction is always easier than creation."
At this point, Morrigan pursed her lips slightly before continuing, "In comparison, you might as well listen to my suggestion and directly use resources to pile up an old ruler.
Because when other races were registered, it was because the old rulers were born in the race."
Hearing this, Warden wondered, "Since this condition is impossible, then why is there such a condition for registering a race?"
Morrigan did not answer this question immediately.
She poured herself a full glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp.
After putting down the wine glass, Morrigan answered the question Warden.
"Because this condition is set by Silicon!"