Colonial Suit

"Me?"

Bloodshot's eyes widened for a moment, but his heart suddenly became vigilant. Did the Speaker know the secret that he possessed the power of the Abyss?

If fate could be resisted, then Bloodshot believed that only the Abyss could do it. Because that was the deepest part of the universe, a great existence as infinitely mysterious and bizarre as fate itself.

"Yes, it's you."

The Speaker nodded, unaware of Bloodshot's thoughts. He continued, speaking to himself.

"I have collected a lot of information about the Krodir, and I know that they have done many experiments to find a way to resist fate. The results of the experiments are unknown, but they must have gained something and applied it to practical use. During the last period of the Great Chaos, it is said that they launched a mysterious modulation plan, which can prove it."

"You are the inheritor of the Krodir, and their hope must be surging in your blood. Their power must also contain their secrets."

Placing his hands on the table, the Speaker stared intently at Bloodshot, speaking slowly and heavily.

"You, must be able to escape fate."

"This is just speculation..." Bloodshot wanted to argue, but was interrupted by the Speaker.

"Don't rush to answer me, because we all know that the trust between you and me is not enough to bear the future of a race. Even if you now have the identity of a human being and are in the same camp as us, I don't believe that you have no trump cards. This is understandable. I just hope..."

"...that you will use your power if possible."

"We are not enemies, and we have the same interests and goals. Although you seem insignificant, you have the great inheritance of the Krodir, and I also believe that the current and future humans have something you can use. Whether it's cannon fodder or materials, humans are useful to you."

"Even the most sincere oaths cannot stop betrayal, but valuable utilization can last for a long time."

"I believe you will make a choice."

"............" Bloodshot fell silent. At this time, he was not in a hurry to argue. Everyone was an adult, so it was better to say less about 'I swear' or 'I definitely will' kind of words. Neither he nor the Speaker could believe in so-called oaths. But as the Speaker said, valuable utilization could be called the basis of cooperation.

He needed humans, and humans... also needed him.

"I think I will do my best. If I can."

"Of course." The Speaker nodded, knowing that it was enough to talk to this point. Continuing to talk would be too superficial. Whether it was utilization or emotional investment, it would take time to accumulate and prove. He couldn't rush it.

So after reaching a simple consensus, he relaxed and returned to his cynical appearance.

"The recent situation is difficult, but we have still opened up the situation. We have now signed alliances with many civilizations. They have also opened up the Void Market to us. You can go and have a look when you have time. Don't be too nervous."

The Speaker winked at Bloodshot. "After all, the First World is still very far away for you. You can take on a few missions first to familiarize yourself with the environment. When your strength is further improved, we will also collect more information. Maybe it will let you know about the First World in advance."

"Collect information?"

"Yes, from those two civilizations." The Speaker picked up a knife and fork and began to eat a grilled fish on the table, grinning as he said, "They are probably the strongest civilizations in the Second World, and therefore have become two distinct camps. Of course we have to take advantage of this kind of good thing. Not to mention the Boca clan, they are too hostile to us, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to infiltrate them. But the Sasha clan is a bit interesting. They claim to be the inheritors of the Krodir and also the implementers of the cosmic business guidelines, claiming that everything can be bought and sold. As long as you can afford the price, they will even sell you their mother nest!"

"Mother nest!?" Bloodshot's eyes flashed. This name...

"Of course, it's a replica of the Krodir..." The Speaker chuckled. "You will definitely be interested. Of course, a replica is a replica. Don't expect it to have the powerful power of the Krodir mother nest. But for some small civilizations, or even civilizations below the Second World level, it is a great temptation."

"Is that so... Then I have to go and see it if I have the chance." Bloodshot relaxed, revealing a smile that was not quite a smile.

Interesting, there really is such a thing.

It should be known that there is data about the mother nest in the core database. Simply put, the mother nest is a kind of large-scale biological fortress, the small ones are about the size of warships. The large ones can even be called biological planets. There are many kinds of mother nests, most of which have complete defense systems and jump devices. In the Krodir's footsteps of conquering the universe, they served as the conqueror's flagship, supply station, shelter and other roles.

But the most powerful mother nest is a data that is sealed layer by layer. Bloodshot didn't know what its function was, but he knew it had existed.

"Yes. Take a good look, the Krodir's influence on the universe. Even today, ten thousand years after its destruction, countless civilizations are still flocking to it. The Sasha clan has been able to get to where it is today is also related to their biotechnology."

The Speaker chuckled, with a malicious look on his face. It was estimated that a small theater of a battle between real and fake Krodir had already begun to play out in his mind.

The two of them stopped talking here, and the rest was all about eating and drinking. When Bloodshot's requested six hundred pounds and the Speaker's half a ton of steak were all in their stomachs, the two finally ended the dinner, leaving a mess behind.

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After saying goodbye to the Speaker, Bloodshot walked towards the exit of the Void Aggregate. Along the way, many mercenaries greeted him, and he nodded in response. One by one, the huge Sajester people were working beside them, and they all showed strange eyes when they saw Bloodshot being so respected.

Bloodshot ignored them and jumped up at the exit, flying into the void.

From the Heavenly Garden, watching Bloodshot leave like a meteor, Councilor Salqiongsi didn't know when he had come behind the Speaker.

"Is it too straightforward to reveal everything like this?"

"With some people, there is no need to play tricks." The Speaker replied, his eyes following the light spot of Bloodshot into the distance. "The Krodir is not a civilization that can be deceived, nor is his inheritor. So it's better to put away some tricks, unless you plan to kill him, otherwise it's best not to become an enemy."

"Understood." Councilor Salqiongsi nodded. "So, what are we going to do next?"

"Follow the plan and prepare for war." The Speaker snorted coldly. "Since Alpha has decided to sacrifice us, then we must take the initiative. When Bloodshot grows up, he will definitely regret it."

"Are you so sure that Bloodshot will break through the First World?"

The Speaker turned his head, gave Councilor Salqiongsi a meaningful look, and then nodded solemnly. "Yes, I am very sure. I have never been so sure as now."

"Look, he is going to prepare now, I believe that when he reaches a certain stage, he will definitely surprise you."(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation..)

ps: It's the Spring Festival, I wish you all a happy new year, but the tragic Xiaodao is still on duty, and he has to be on duty on the 30th and the first day of the new year, which is very tragic, very tragic, very tragic... repeat it ten thousand times.