Chapter 2091 Journey in Empire 2

The latest chapter of Interstellar Mage

From top to bottom of the Weilan Empire, from nobles to civilians, from army soldiers to workers and ordinary citizens, more than 90% of the people are caught in the extreme fanatical cult of personality and tyrannical blood. What a terrible scene, Mo Ye never I never thought that I would have the opportunity to witness such a spectacle.

Master was right again, "Idiots can infect each other."

The words are rough and the rationale is not rough, what is more terrible than the plague virus is being infected by a fool without knowing it, and thinking that he is extremely smart.

Mo Ye subconsciously leaned back, keeping a certain distance from these visitors.

"Master, you can refuse to receive these people."

"Yeah" Of course you can not see them, but considering the valuable information that these people may have, Mo Ye decided to show the necessary patience. "See what they have to say and it doesn't matter, take note."

After understanding Mo Ye's meaning, Xiao Qi clenched his fist and waved, "Leave it to my master, and I will screen the information."

Waiting for three days can't be wasted in vain.

If it wasn't for Yan An's confession, Mo Ye might not be willing to do such a thing, it's too boring, Mo Ye yawned, squinting lazily at the people pouring in from the living room.

The visitors got their wish and saw the legendary space sage who can throw people into the black hole with a flick of a little finger.

Mo Ye, the person who dominated the Weilan Empire and Zerg most wanted lists all year round, had various rumors in the Weilan Empire.

If it weren't for the existence of photos and videos, I'm afraid there would be a three-headed, six-armed, tiger-headed, bear-yellow, bloody, bloody mouth and so on every minute.

'Her eyes are black holes abysses that devour everything in sight'

‘She has a pure and beautiful face like an angel but a heart of a devil, bewitching people to turn their backs on glory’

‘It’s a monster that combines Zerg and human genes, it’s not human at all’

and so on.

The rice porridge in Mo Ye's mouth almost spewed out when Mo Ye first heard Xiao Qi talking about it. A group of nobles who planted parasites on themselves thought she was the product of the hybridization of Zerg and human.

Mo Jingqiu wanted to slap someone when he heard it.

This rumor was spread so vividly that it even spread to all parts of the Star Alliance,

After all, Mo Ye's origins are still a mystery. In the end, they can only get a bunch of inaccurate information after careful scrutiny. If they continue to investigate further, they will find no such person.

Some people always choose to believe more or less.

Among the noble ministers who came to visit Mo Ye and tried to recruit him, there were some who believed the rumors.

When these aristocratic ministers faced Mo Ye, fear, expectation, and contempt were mixed with all kinds of emotions, but their faces were completely full of aristocratic indifference and just right kindness.

Even if the royal family and nobles are not born with acting skills, they are still a group of performing artists with outstanding talents. They speak words that are completely different from their inner thoughts, but the sincerity and enthusiasm on their faces can't see the slightest flaw.

It is even more exciting than the stage performance, and the acting skills are superb.

Mo Ye looked at these nobles who were no longer human but presumptuously driving the so-called Zerg slaves to talk or persuade in front of him with pity.

The central idea of ​​these people's words is very consistent, 'Please, Your Excellency Mo Ye, abandon the darkness and turn to the light to follow His Majesty's footsteps to bathe in the glory of the empire and fight for the great journey of the empire. '

"Even if you don't come from a good family background, if you don't have a noble blood, as long as you can dedicate your blood and sweat in the process of building the empire, you can still be illuminated by His Majesty's glory. Please don't give up easily."

Probably because Mo Ye kept talking without seeing Mo Ye's rebuttal, and faced Mo Ye's deceptive face the whole time, fair and pure, slightly thin, with dazed and sleepy eyes, and an innocent and confused face, even though he knew that the other party was a The Space Saint, who was able to instantly kill an elite army, still unknowingly put down his guard, allowing his contempt to flourish.

After saying it well, the contempt, jealousy and resentment hidden in the bottom of my heart began to overflow.

Of course, there is also the auxiliary effect of undead magic on the mind. Demons cannot change people's hearts, they can only amplify the desire of the subconscious to make people see the truth.

On this point, Mo Ye agreed with the dead anti-human spiritual master.

This nobleman with royal blood didn't realize that his words were inappropriate, and seeing Mo Ye smiling all the time, he made further progress.

"Isn't Your Excellency Mo Ye moved by His Majesty's magnanimity and compassion? It's such an honor. His Majesty is willing to accept you regardless of past suspicions. Past hatred and mistakes are tolerated. Wouldn't it be nice to fight together for the great journey of the empire?" ?”

We are all doing this for your own good. It's been a long time since you don't know what to say and what to say.

Mo Ye raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly. Lesas transformed a scientific civilization empire into a large cult, regardless of whether Sean was behind it or not. This skill is really amazing.

Seeing that the more he spoke, the other nobles who still retained their sense and IQ quickly grabbed him. Although they agreed with his words, they couldn't speak so directly. What if Mo Ye was irritated?

Even if they don't think that Mo Ye, the space sage, under the protection of His Majesty's glory, really dares to make any violent attack on the boundary of the imperial capital star, the two armies will not be injured in the battle, let alone they are just here to replace them. His Majesty just expressed his sincerity in soliciting.

But to be on the safe side, it's better not to be too aggressive in lobbying.

If Mo Ye could hear what they were thinking and saying word by word, he would definitely laugh out loud, what a wonderful and exaggerated absurd drama.

Mo Ye watched and listened quietly. These people said to themselves that she didn't even need monosyllabic responses like 'um', 'oh' and 'ah', and they could make up a wonderful drama.

Mo Ye deeply doubts whether these playful idiots were deliberately left behind by Resas. In order to centralize power, Resas firmly held the imperial power and military power in his hands, but he used the bloody purge of the Zerg. Now these nobles are all experienced. Survivors after several purges.

An idiot is easy to control, and a hot-blooded idiot is even easier to incite, how suitable it is.

"Your Majesty Mo Ye, Earl Zarber's words are offensive, but his sincerity, the sincerity between us and His Majesty, is sincere. You have powerful abilities and outstanding talents, and Your Majesty has great ideals and insights. A powerful army, this is a great opportunity for you to follow in the footsteps of His Majesty.

Isn't it desirable and worthwhile to be a witness to the building of a great empire? "

Mo Ye responded with a clear nod, "You mean to invade the Star Alliance with the Zerg and feed the Zerg army with the lives of the Star Alliance citizens."

"No, this is only temporary. It is a regrettable but necessary sacrifice on the way forward. We will embark on an unprecedented leap-forward evolution. That is the direction that human civilization should have. We are degrading. After the demise of advanced civilization, human civilization The stagnation of development is precisely because of our narrow-mindedness and our own footsteps, Your Majesty is correcting these mistakes, the development of human beings is the development of this world, and the Weilan Empire will be the leader under the guidance of His Majesty the King."

The Lord Marquis's eyes were full of fanaticism, and his mental power fluctuated suddenly.

Mo Ye didn't need to glance over the group of people sitting in front of her to sense the fluctuations in their mental power affecting each other.

The crowd is passionate!

This paradoxical remark seemed to make sense at first glance, although there was a feeling that something was wrong invisibly, Mo Ye searched in his mind and finally found the appropriate adjective 'Zhong Er', yes, it is thick in the second breath.

Especially when Mo Ye's eyes fell on the parasites attached to the surface of the noble ministers' bodies, the sense of identification was instantly dispelled.

Mo Ye observed carefully, thought for a while, and felt that those bugs were like dialysis equipment placed on the human body with him, pumping out the blood of the carrier, performing a series of strange functions, and then redirecting it back into the body, repeating the cycle.

This is a slow and rapid transformation process. It is said that it is slow relative to the individual. The people who planted the bugs did not even realize that the body was being taken over. But for the entire Weilan Empire or the human group, this is another matter. It is indeed rapid, in just a few years it can completely change the genes of these idiots, and those bugs are gaining life through parasitic reproduction in another way.

The people who were replaced were not only ignorant of this, but even complacent and actively participated in it, which is really amazing.

Mo Ye didn't know whether to praise Sean or Resas.

The information revealed in the words spoken by these people at this moment because of their enthusiasm is also enriched.

Regarding the policies promulgated by Rexas in the imperial capital and his expedition plan, these nobles knew that the Star Alliance had not collapsed, but they had firm confidence in Rexas and were determined to become a new human being across the ages.

They scrambled to talk to Mo Ye about Lexas's great new human expansion and evolution, and his great ideal of vowing to shine the glory of the empire on the universe.

Mo Ye's eyes fell on one of the people who was not active in speaking, and she was introduced on the visiting roster as the junior supervisor of the medical and health supervision department of the Imperial Star.

The reason why such a position can appear here as one of the representatives of the recruiting mission is entirely because of the skills derived from planting Zerg.

She was probably brought in as a portable nanny. It is said that she has a very powerful but somewhat tasteless healing skill.

Can heal wounds instantly, even if the body is split into several pieces, as long as the brain is still active, the director of the medical department can glue people back together, like assembling a doll.

Probably because he was worried that Mo Ye's disagreement would divide the space between people, and it was a small insurance.

Her mental power fluctuations are different from those of the high-spirited nobles, they are relatively smoother, and she doesn't seem to have much interest in persuading Mo Ye to recruit An.

A batch was sent away and a batch came again. She was sitting all the time, and the nobles habitually ignored her existence, and Mo Ye ignored her as if she hadn't noticed it.

The first day was not enough, and the second day also came.

Until the next evening when the last batch of guests were sent away and the dinner invitation was rejected, this man was still sitting in the corner.

She was the last one left.

"Doctor Joanna?"

"Your Excellency Mo Ye." The man stood in front of Mo Ye and bowed slightly, and seemed to finally reveal a little bit of his own emotions after he was gone.

"I don't entertain overnight."

Joanna froze for a moment, not following the rhythm of Mo Ye's conversation.

Banzhuan yawned and rolled his eyes, shaking his broken tail.

"Oh, no, I just have some small gifts that I hope to give to you personally."

"Um?"

Joanna took out a bag of special snacks wrapped in oil paper from the handbag she was carrying, and the fragrance was overflowing.

When handing it to Mo Ye, he said with a smile, "This is a pastry made by grinding the 'cassava', a special plant of Emperor Erwei, into powder. I heard that you are a food lover, so I specially prepared some for you. It has been discontinued, and the taro pancake has become rare, I hope you will like it."

After putting down the food as a gift, Dr. Joanna turned and left.

Of course, none of this escaped the attention of the monitors.

Mo Ye glanced at the back of the other party leaving, then looked away, weighing the specialty snacks in his hand.

Mo Ye returned to the bedroom with snacks, and the mental barrier completely blocked the surroundings to form a safe area.

Mo Ye looked at the small snacks wrapped in brown oil paper on the table. It made sense for the traditional small snacks of the Imperial Capital Star to entertain space saints who like food.

Remove the pastry and spread out the greased paper. There was no words on the blank paper. When Mo Ye brushed it with his hand, whole rows of words flashed one by one, each word disappeared, until finally it became an ordinary sheet of paper. The oily paper, no matter how much you touch it, the words will no longer flash.

Mo Ye swept his hands back and forth, and the words no longer appeared, as if they had never appeared before.

I didn't expect to see Her Royal Highness Princess Goliath's people in the imperial capital. It is quite amazing that this Princess can make these arrangements under the noses of Resas and Sean.

Mo Ye originally thought that Goliath was just weary of the world and wanted to die, so she underestimated her.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate anyone, especially those who have the will to die and don't plan to live. After all, they don't want to live anymore, and their courage to do things is not ordinary.

Mo Ye put the snacks back on the oiled paper, and Ban Brick poked his head and shrugged his nose, "Hey, it smells okay."

The translation of this sentence is probably, "Hey, the owner, hurry up and feed me a taste."

The cakes and oiled paper were completely eaten by the bricks.

"Owner. "

Mo Ye lay back on the soft and swaying big bed, and the string of words in his mind jumped out.

The defensive layout of the underground palace and His Majesty's itinerary came to Mo Ye's mind.

Her Royal Highness's determination to want her father to die is really firm. Resas probably did not expect that Her Royal Highness, who was raised and loved like a pet, would choose to stand on the opposite side of his ambitious journey.

"Master, don't you want to do it?"

Mo Ye shook his head, "Not yet."

The fruit of Sean's victory has not yet been reaped. Before his goal is achieved, it is impossible to allow Resas to be killed, and even if Resas is crazy because of his ambition, he can't really treat him as an idiot.

This time is not suitable for rash attacks and the like.

Of course, in the final analysis, Mo Ye does not intend to do anything that may cause complications before the Imperial Capital Star migrates back to its original coordinates.