Chapter 1055: Spreading Rumors with One Mouth

As the saying goes, a higher rank can crush a person.

This is exactly what Zhang Weidong feels at this moment.

Although the warden has no official position in name, and is not even a member of the official system.

But he is the one who controls the real power.

Now, the warden is the one standing at the pinnacle of civilizational power.

He can make the planet tremble with a stamp of his feet.

Of course, it is not a physical tremor.

For such a giant of power, Zhang Weidong is the most headache.

To be honest, with his current position, it can be said that he has already reached the top.

In terms of military rank, he has long been a general.

In various senses, he has reached the pinnacle of a human being.

It is almost impossible to get promoted further.

And Zhang Weidong does not value this.

Compared with his current position, he would rather go to the front line to lead troops and fight.

As the saying goes, the higher you fly, the harder you fall.

His reputation in the military can be said to be at its peak.

Everyone knows that he has returned triumphantly from hell.

Although he wanted to tell those people that he had never fought a few decent battles in hell.

But as soon as he returned to the world, his superiors made him sign a confidentiality agreement.

Not only him, but all the soldiers of the entire Ninth Army signed this agreement.

It is strictly forbidden to disclose anything about hell.

This agreement made Zhang Weidong feel bitter but unable to speak out.

And the warden seemed to be deliberately building momentum for the Ninth Army.

The rumor version about the Ninth Army has been updated to an extremely outrageous level.

Some people say that the Ninth Army plundered enough fuel resources in hell for the entire human civilization to transition to the interstellar era of navigation.

Only the people of the Ninth Army know that the so-called "fuel" they got was less than 10,000 barrels.

Let alone supporting the transition of civilization.

It can't even reach the level of consumption in the world for one day.

Others say that the Ninth Army fought against the race led by the gods in hell, and defeated the larger force with fewer troops several times.

Killed the gods.

This point, if Lu Xiao and Zhang Chu are included in the organization of the Ninth Army, then it is not a rumor.

But Lu Xiao and the Ninth Army have nothing to do with it.

The Ninth Army has only participated in the war with the gods twice.

The first time, a nuclear bomb was launched.

The second time, two were launched...

As the saying goes, it takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it.

And the current situation is that they have already been broken before they started to refute the rumor.

Their idea of ​​running around was extinguished.

It is precisely for the above reasons that Zhang Weidong still suspects that the warden is going to praise him to death.

First praise him, and then kill him fiercely.

Zhang Weidong, who wants to understand the whole process, has more than once hidden in the quilt and scolded the warden for being a kind-faced old fox.

And he didn't dare to scold too loudly, because he was afraid of being heard.

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At this time, the warden didn't know that someone had such a big grudge against him.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

Because that's how he got here.

After getting wet in the rain, of course he wants to get wet with others.

At this time, the warden was sitting in his office with Jasmine Ann drinking tea.

Jasmine Ann just took a sip and frowned.

Seeing this, the warden quickly asked someone to change Jasmine Ann's tea to red wine.

After the red wine was delivered, Jasmine Ann's brows relaxed.

Before, she was in Li Xiuqi's ward, and she listened to the whole process.

At this time, she shook the goblet and looked at the warden with strange eyes and said, "How is it? Now you should have a plan to light up the star, right?"

Hearing this, the warden waved his hand and said with a smile, "I don't have any plan.

I'm not responsible for this matter."

Hearing this, a puzzled look flashed across Jasmine Ann's face: "Since you are not responsible for this matter, how dare you bet with me?"

After saying this, she seemed to understand something instantly.

Then he looked at the warden with a strange look and said, "Are you the kind of person who says no but is honest with his body?"

The warden immediately rolled his eyes and said, "What are you talking about?"

The next second, Jasmine drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, then looked at the warden with a smile and said,

"You must be embarrassed to take the initiative to follow me, so you came up with this bet to find a way out for yourself, right?

In fact, you don't have to do this at all. Isn't it better to be more direct?

Or do you want to give an explanation to your tribe in this way?"

At this time, Jasmine had a teasing smile on her face.

But because of her perfect face, this smile is full of seductive temptation.

There is no need to say more about Jasmine's beauty.

Or, the beauty of the Mother Goddess Elves does not need to be said.

So far, the warden has not seen a Mother Goddess Elves who are not good-looking.

If according to the warden's statement,

That is, Nuwa put a lot of effort into shaping the clay figures of this race.

Unlike the mythical story, when Nuwa created the human race.

She just sprinkled some clay dots casually.

Then the warden said with a twitch in his mouth: "Miss Marian, where did you get this conspiracy theory?

A bet is a bet, not a step.

Compared to this, have you ever thought about where you are going to live after you lose the bet?"

"Lose?" Marian whispered: "How could I lose?"

"Do you think that if the star does not collapse, you humans can make it light up again by your own power?

I tell you, this is impossible.

Even the life of the old days cannot do this.

I told you before that there is only one race in the universe that can do this, the silicon-based race.

And the others A race can easily destroy a star, but it cannot make a dim star shine again.

Just like I said before, destruction is always easier than creation. "

At this point, Marian pursed her lips lightly, and then continued: "In comparison, you might as well listen to my advice and directly use resources to pile up an Old One.

Because when other races register, they are because the Old Ones were born in the tribe. "

Hearing this, the warden wondered: "Since this condition is impossible, why do you have to set such a condition for registering a race?"

Marian did not answer this question immediately.

She poured herself a full glass of red wine and then drank it in one gulp.

After putting down the wine glass, Marian answered the warden's question.

"Because this condition is set by Silicon Base!"