"We agree!" Snow Claw Rain and Ice Fang Kuai did not hesitate at all.
In the survival rules of the icy plains, exchanging the bravery of warriors for the continuation of the tribe is a perfectly justified trade.
Moreover, the conditions Lynn offered were far better than they had imagined.
Lynn nodded in satisfaction, took out an encrypted Dataslate from his pocket, brought up a coordinate system, and showed it to the two of them:
"Before the operation, go to this location. Someone there will guide you and provide you with enough power to fight the Orks."
Although the two had doubts, they had already developed a basic level of trust in Lynn.
Ice Fang Kuai took the Dataslate with both hands and carefully put it away.
With the tasks assigned, Snow Claw Rain and Ice Fang Kuai did not linger and bowed to Lynn.
They then turned and led their respective teams, disappearing into the vast snowstorm.
After leaving Lynn's troops' sight, both groups slowed down and gradually moved closer together.
Ice Fang Kuai gazed at the vast white expanse before him, then suddenly spoke in a low voice, its tone unusually gentle and melancholic, breaking the silence:
" Xiao Yu... I never imagined that in my lifetime we would be able to walk side by side towards the same goal like this."
These words, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples in Snow Claw Yu's heart.
Her large body trembled slightly involuntarily.
She didn't turn to look at Ice Fang Kuai, but simply replied in a gruff voice:
"Yes, Lao Kuai."
I never imagined this day would come.
Her rough voice softened, filled with deep emotion.
The children of the Great Ice Age are not good with words; their deepest emotions are long buried under layers of clan responsibility, the pressure of survival, and the vicissitudes of time.
But at this moment, on the path of following the " Ice Lord " together, those sparks that had been deeply buried by responsibility seem to have shown signs of reigniting.
The two stopped talking and walked side by side in silence, their hooves rustling on the snow.
The wind and snow blew across their cheeks, carrying a biting chill, but they could not dispel the complex and unspeakable feelings and regrets between them.
After leading his troops back inside the Forbidden Wall, Lynn immediately began the follow-up work.
He ordered all the Orks corpses and remains to be collected and burned to prevent the spread of spores.
At the same time, the fortifications of the Forbidden Wall were reinforced, and damaged weapons and armor were repaired.
He also needs to plan the construction of the settlement area surrounding the main nest, and allocate food rations, cold-weather supplies, and medical equipment.
Prepare for the resettlement of the elderly, weak, women, and children of the Snow Claw and Ice Fang Clan.
Inside and outside the Forbidden Wall, everything was bustling with activity, though the soldiers were exhausted.
But inspired by victory and looking forward to the future, everyone was full of energy.
A few days later, Rena finally fully absorbed the massive amount of biomass that had slaughtered the million Snow Claw Clan cavalrymen.
A system notification suddenly sounded in Lynn's mind:
[ Rena's affection level has exceeded 60! Current affection level: 60.031]
He was sitting at his desk in the governor's mansion processing documents when he heard this, and his heart stirred.
He reached into his sleeve and took out the mini Ripper that had always accompanied him in place of Rena.
The little creature was currently lying in his palm, its carapace displaying a warm, purplish-pink luster.
Feeling Lynn's touch, she affectionately rubbed her head against his fingers.
However, compared to before, Rena did not seem to immediately show any obvious change in her eyes as if she had "gained her intelligence."
Lynn looked puzzled, lowered his head, and observed her carefully.
Just then, the Ripper raised its head slightly, and the chitinous structure near its mouthparts underwent extremely subtle adjustments and vibrations.
Immediately afterwards, a pleasant yet slightly cold female voice, tinged with obvious awkwardness and stiffness, rang directly in his ear:
"Lin, Lin... Hmm."
It was just a simple name, yet it struck Lynn's mind like a bolt of Lightning.
He froze, staring incredulously at the little thing on his knee, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement.
Lynn looked around to make sure no one else was speaking,
" Rena? Was that you speaking just now?"
He responded cautiously with his thoughts, fearing it might just be a hallucination caused by extreme fatigue.
Yes, it's me.
The voice rang out again, slightly smoother than the first time, but still lacking the intonation and rhythm of normal human speech.
Like a two-year-old child who has just learned to speak, trying hard to imitate the tone of an adult.
"The feeling is different; I think I'm more like you."
There were no complicated words in his voice, but you could hear his earnest effort in studying.
Lynn could clearly sense that Rena was trying to establish a deeper connection with him using human communication methods.
A huge wave of surprise washed over Lynn, instantly relaxing his long-tense nerves.
He reached out and gently stroked Rena's cool carapace, conveying his heartfelt joy and love through the system.
"Take your time, Rena."
His voice was filled with undisguised joy, "I'm so happy, so very happy."
"Joy, delight." Rena's voice rang out again, this time carrying a slight emotional fluctuation.
As if mimicking his feelings, "I'm also very happy!"
Through the telepathic connection, Lynn was able to clearly perceive the emotions Rena was conveying.
It was a slightly shy joy, like the bashful shyness of a young girl experiencing first love when she meets her crush and tries to talk to him.
After a brief exchange, Lynn gradually understood.
After surpassing 60 points of favorability, Rena's emotional awareness underwent a qualitative leap.
She no longer simply approached Lynn instinctively, obeyed his commands, or conveyed simple emotional fluctuations.
She began to actively try to understand human communication methods and strive to break down barriers between races.
I am attempting to achieve true "resonance" with Lynn on a spiritual and emotional level.
This is not a change of the body, but a resonance of the soul.
Like a naive wild beast that suddenly gains sentience, slowly learning to understand its lover's language and striving to get closer to them.
Her voice may be cold and mechanical, and her words may be simple and clumsy, but behind every word lies a burning emotion that transcends racial boundaries and actively approaches people.
Of course, given the Tyranids's learning ability, her Gothic would soon surpass those of the training abbot of the Schola Progenium.
Lynn gently cradled the mini Ripper in her palm, her eyes filled with tenderness.
He could feel that the depth of his spiritual connection with Rena had reached an unprecedented level at this moment.
They are no longer simply bound objects and hosts, or symbiotic entities that exploit each other, but true partners who understand each other and resonate with each other's souls.