Chapter 1717 Serving the People?
Wu She noticed the little scheme of the person beside him, and a hint of coldness appeared in his indifferent eyes.
He spoke with considerable disgust:
"Stop talking nonsense and go do what you're supposed to do."
"Yes, Lord Wushe." The Kro tribesman, unaware of the order, responded and then began to call on his companions to get busy.
Same as before.
Expand the search area to find any surviving compatriots and to look for any clues about the killer.
However, based on the experience of the previous two planets, this time it will most likely be fruitless as well.
The enthusiasm of the Korok people is not very high.
There was also a bit of carelessness during the search process.
The reason for this is simply that the development of events was too bizarre.
For a race that reveres war and slaughter, the best way to vent their anger when they see their own people being harmed is naturally to fight.
Watching as their fellow human beings on planet after planet were slaughtered,
These elite warriors of the Kro tribe didn't even know who the enemy was or where they were.
The flames of anger could only be forced to be suppressed in the heart, burning until one suffocated from lack of oxygen!
Repeat this process.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
The desire to find the enemy and exact revenge was gradually worn away by time.
Instead, there was panic about the unknown and fear of the next massacre.
Wu She saw everything, but felt little anxiety or worry.
On the contrary,
He felt that these fellow Croatians were a burden!
Under his [War] authority, a large number of powerful individuals have already emerged within the Kro tribe!
In the Nexus Starfield, they can even stand on equal footing with the Star Eternity Clan, which has produced many divine beings!
But this is such a powerful race!
Three planets have now been slaughtered in succession!
The inhabitants of three entire planets numbered close to ten billion!
Even excluding the ordinary players engaged in production activities, there are still about one percent who can unleash formidable combat power.
Nearly 100 million warriors, yet in the process of slaughter, not even a single enemy corpse was left behind!
They're utterly hopeless!
And it will also waste his precious time as the chosen one of God, having to clean up the mess!
Utterly worthless!
To be honest, Wu She really doesn't want to get involved in this mess right now.
Because his divinity has been fully accumulated, he is at a critical juncture for advancement.
My mind was filled with speculation and deduction about the 'Cult of Godhood', and the urge to try it out.
If it weren't for maintaining the faith of the believers within the tribe, stabilizing the number of faith anchors, and consolidating their own position,
He had already 'turned away gracefully' and 'waved goodbye' long ago!
What business is it of his whether the Kro people live well or poorly?
As long as he can ascend to the throne, that's enough!
If someone were to tell him at this moment that the final condition for becoming a god is to sacrifice 90% of his fellow human beings, and guarantee that there won't be any negative consequences such as a loss of anchor points leading to a collapse of his state,
Then Wu She will certainly carry it out immediately without hesitation!
They might even kill the remaining 10% of their clan to ensure a higher success rate in ascending to godhood.
There is no other reason,
Lay a solid foundation!
After a period of searching.
"Lord Wushe, the situation is the same as the previous two planets; we still haven't found any trace of the enemy."
The Kro people, who had previously been criticized without mercy, routinely reported:
"However, there are still faint traces of demonic energy left at many of the sites, which strongly suggests that they were the work of demons."
Wu She opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a breath of stale air.
Perhaps due to the anger in his heart, this breath of turbid air, empowered by an invisible divine force, transformed into an arrow of energy, severing everything in its path.
Silently, a deep furrow was plowed out in the rolling green waves of farmland.
"A demon?" Wu She sneered.
"What kind of demon would slaughter an entire planet, then abandon the corpses, leave not a single inch of land untouched, and simply walk away cleanly and decisively?"
Have you ever seen a demon like this?
"Uh..." The Kro tribesman who was reporting was speechless for a moment.
indeed,
Just like on the previous two planets, this massacre did not result in any of the corpses showing signs of demonic transformation.
Before the massacre, there was no trace of a demonic tide breaking out.
If it weren't for the faint traces of demonic energy remaining in the air, no one would associate the murderer with a demon.
"Just do your job. Your brain is clearly not as smart as you think."
Wu She coldly tossed out a sentence, ignoring his stunned compatriots, and turned to walk towards the teleportation array.
He came here to fight, not to be a detective.
Now that he was certain the enemy had disappeared, there was no need for him to stay there any longer.
"Lord God's Chosen One!"
Just as Wu She was about to step into the teleportation array for transfer, a shout suddenly came from behind.
This added to his already unpleasant expression, making him even more impatient. He turned around irritably and said:
"What else?"
"My lord..." The Kro tribesman who called out to Wu She rushed forward in a panic. As he bowed, he almost lost his balance because he rushed too fast.
The rapid breathing did not come from reverence, but from fear.
He stammered:
"My lord, this is the third planet of our race to be slaughtered in the last twenty years..."
"Shouldn't you...shouldn't you do something?"
Upon hearing this, Wu She's one eye, which was closer to the newcomer, gradually widened, while the other eye quickly narrowed.
What was initially just annoyance instantly turned into disgust, an incredulous anger pounding in his chest, eventually transforming into words of doubt, slowly squeezed out between his teeth.
"Are you ordering me around?"
"Ah? No, no!" the Kro people hurriedly protested.
“But we really have no other choice, and you are the chosen one…”
"I am the chosen one, so I should obey your orders?" Wu She's expression turned even colder, and a faint killing intent began to emanate from his body.
"Or do you think that just because I am a member of the Kro tribe, and I have received your faith and your offerings, I should be at your beck and call?"
The Kro people trembled violently with fear.
But unlike before, he didn't immediately argue back.
Because that's what he believes in his heart.
As a member of the Kro tribe, and also a chosen one nurtured by the resources of the Kro people, he naturally had to serve his own tribe.
Otherwise, why would anyone offer you any sacrifices?
Isn't it the same to believe in other gods and worship other chosen ones?
Seeing that the Nakro tribesman remained silent, Wu She immediately guessed what he was thinking.
However, his attitude remained disdainful.
The reason is also very simple,
Because he is now the one in a billion chosen one!
After countless hardships and obstacles, like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and squeezing through the crowds, one finally becomes a chosen one.
Now he is about to ascend to the throne of God.
You told him to serve his clan? To be at the beck and call of fellow players? To clean up the messes of these burdens?
Don't fucking joke around!
……
