The years when I would transform

Song Rentou has been very busy lately, so busy that he wants to learn Sun Wukong's method of evolving his clones.

He received an order from a mortal not long ago, yes, an order.

The mortal is the military strategist of Yanhuang, shouldering the important task of reviving the glory of the Yanhuang tribe and leading the Yanhuang tribe back to the cosmic stage. All members of the Yanhuang tribe must unconditionally cooperate with the mortal's decisions.

That day, Song Rentou was planning to enter the cosmetics and fast-moving consumer goods market of the top 100 races when he suddenly received a call from Xiaotian Dog.

Roaring Sky Dog told him straight away that the mortal had orders to convey to him.

"Nannan, how is the discussion about the mechanical tribe going?"

Song Rentou pressed his temple with his fingers. He felt a slight pain there. He hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Next to him stood a graceful girl, who was once Gaia's spokesperson and transformed into a caracal.

(It is not an insult to people. It is a cat species that lives in Central Asia and is the only species in the genus Manul in the family Felidae.)

"The Mechanical Clan has agreed, and will send a construction team to the Milky Way soon to carry out construction." He murmured, then handed the freshly ground coffee to Song Rentou.

Song Rentou took the coffee, took a sip, and continued, "Where is the Yan clan?"

The Yan Clan: A race in the universe that excels at setting up formations. Their individual strength is relatively weak, but they have a strong talent for setting up formations.

Nannan pulled out a chair and sat on it with her knees together. She no longer looked as innocent and cute as before, but looked more like a white-collar woman.

Nannan frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. She gestured with her hands, "The Yan Clan is indeed in a difficult situation. The formation designed by the military advisor is exquisite, but the complexity is far beyond their previous understanding. They are worried that even if they are only responsible for a small part of it, the effect of the entire formation may be greatly reduced due to lack of understanding."

The Yan clan was worried that they would not be able to make a good formation and would ruin the Yan clan's reputation as a formation formation clan.

With the development of science and technology and evolution, the most primitive formations are becoming less and less important. Now, only the Yan clan still adheres to this ancient and obsolete technology.

Therefore, the Yan clan is eager to show their formation technology to the universe, but they are afraid that they will not be able to build the formation required by mortals and ruin their remaining reputation, so they have been hesitant.

Song Rentou put down the coffee cup and his eyes became sharp. This was not just a problem of formation, but also an important part of the future strategic layout of the Yanhuang tribe.

"I understand why the Yan Clan is hesitating." He said after a moment's silence, "So, you go to the Yan Clan in person, bring our sincerity and technical team, and help them solve the problem. At the same time, you must also let them understand that this cooperation is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for both the Yanhuang Clan and themselves. If they miss this opportunity, the Yan Clan may never succeed."

"Okay, I'll get ready right away. But, Brother Song, you should also take care to rest and don't get too tired. You are our backbone. If you collapse, what will we do?"

Song Rentou smiled slightly, gently scratched Nannan's nose with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know what to do. Fortunately, the mortal sent you to assist me, otherwise I would be too busy."

Nannan was sent by a mortal half a month ago to assist Song Rentou in carrying out a certain plan. She has helped Song Rentou a lot these days.

"Then... I'm leaving!" Nannan seemed reluctant to leave. It seemed like there was something fishy going on between these two people?

"Go ahead, business is important."

"Oh……"

Nannan pursed her lips and said nothing more. She just glared at Song Rentou and then walked away in small steps.

Song Ren watched Nannan leave the office. After Nannan closed the door, he stood up, walked to the window and looked at the starry sky outside.

He stood in front of the porthole, gazing at the vast starry sky, with complex emotions surging in his heart.

"Restore the glory of the Yanhuang people and return to the cosmic stage..."

He murmured to himself that this responsibility was both his driving force to move forward and his inevitable fate.

“Prepare for a rainy day!”

This is what Xiaotian Dog told Song Rentou.

"Can this galaxy formation be successful if it is deployed across the entire Milky Way?"

Song Rentou didn't know, he just knew that he had to do it, because mortals' plans had never gone wrong.

It is said, it is said that the mortal has only suffered from a certain woman, but that woman is no longer with us...

"There's not enough money, not enough!"

Song Rentou returned to his desk, picked up the coffee and took another sip. He didn't like coffee very much. Some people said that drinking coffee can refresh you, but he didn't think so. He just regarded coffee as a beverage.

For him, he prefers to drink strong tea, especially black tea!

"I spent all my savings over the years on this investment, and even had to take out a loan. The richest man in China is about to become the biggest loser in China."

Song Rentou smiled bitterly. He had been frantically expanding his business empire over the years, from cosmetics to catering, from film and television to minerals. As long as it was a project that could make money, he was involved in all of them. He had only one purpose, and that was to make money.

Speaking of the people around Wang Xiao, each of them is different.

The wealthy Song Rentou, assisted by Roaring Sky Dog, his wisdom and strategy belong to mortals, and his diplomacy belongs to Wei Yan!

There was originally a strongest assassin, but unfortunately...

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door. Song Rentou waved his hand gently and the door opened gently.

After the door opened, an orc walked in from outside. This person was the old bald man recommended to Song Rentou by Wang Xiao, an orc evolver who once opened a small mineral shop in the primary foreign land.

After the old bald man came in, he bowed respectfully to Song Ren and said, "Mr. Song, the mining rights for the Lumu Star System have been signed successfully."

When Song Rentou heard this, his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, but he quickly restrained his smile and returned to his usual calmness.

"Finally, I heard some good news. The mining rights of the Lumu Galaxy are vital to us. This will be an important part of our resource strategy." Song Rentou walked to the coffee table and personally made tea for Lao Tu.

The old bald man smiled a little embarrassedly and continued, "The Lumu Galaxy has rich mineral resources, especially rare metals, which are of immeasurable value to our entry into the high-tech field and military industry. I have reached an agreement with the galaxy government and arranged a mining team that can move in at any time."

Song Ren nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Very good, I trust you to do the job. However, you must also pay attention to safety. Although the Lumu star system is rich in resources, the environment is complex and many races are eyeing it. You must ensure the safety of the mining team. If necessary, you can contact Wei Yan, and he can send the Duoran army to assist in mining."

"Having Wei Yan as backup is great."

The bald old man knew who Wei Yan was and the relationship between Wei Yan and Song Rentou.

Song Rentou nodded with satisfaction. He walked to the desk, picked up a document and handed it to Lao Tu: "This is the latest strategic plan. Go back and study it carefully, especially the part about resource allocation and industrial chain construction. We need to ensure that every link is closely connected to form a complete industrial chain."

The old bald man took the document and nodded solemnly: "Yes, Mr. Song. I will study it carefully to ensure that our strategic plan can be implemented smoothly."

Song Rentou waved his hand, signaling Lao Bald that he could leave. Lao Bald bowed again and then left the office.

"The Lumu Galaxy is right next to the Orc Galaxy. It would be perfect to let the Orc Laobal go to negotiate the mining rights." Song Ren stretched his arms and stretched himself, then walked to the desk and sat down to continue looking up information...

At this time, not only Song Rentou was busy, Li Cheng and Fatty Wu also had their own tasks. In short, everyone around Wang Xiao was busy.