Chapter 192: 191 Yao Tribe Empire

But that Wang Wu who caused a ruckus at the First Base, I have actually found some information about him.

The white‑haired man smiled and said to the Ayaka family woman beside him.

The Ayaka family is a great clan of the South Light District, more precisely a family that spans the two surviving zones of South Light and North Light.

Their influence is certainly not limited to the First Base of South Light; although the Ayaka family at the First Base is the main house of Ayara, the Ayaka family at the First Base is also a branch of Ayaka families in other cities.

And at this moment, the white‑haired woman in the conference room is the representative of the Ayaka main house of the Two‑Light region.

Of course, there is no other Ayaka above this; the Ayaka family at the Fifth Base is the highest main house.

This civilization is controlled by a series of great families, and the Ayaka family is one of the top families of this civilization.

As one of the world‑controlling families, the Ayaka family holds the crucial technology of "medicine" within human civilization.

Seventy‑five percent of today's medical products come from the Ayaka family's laboratories; it can be said that this family firmly controls one of the lifelines of human civilization.

"What information?"

At this moment, another person in the conference room joined the conversation.

There are five people in this conference room, but judging by the empty seats, three more have not yet arrived.

"Stop beating around the bush, just say it!"

The person who joined the white‑haired man and woman's dialogue is a stout elder, bearing a long scar on his face, whose bearing looks like that of a martial‑type figure.

"Why the hurry?" the young white‑haired man glanced at the stout elder. "By the way, Lao Jiang, why have you changed bodies again? You stopped being a handsome youth and now become a stout old man?"

"Stop spouting nonsense," the stout elder scolded, "Hurry up and release the information."

"People aren't all here yet, why are you in such a rush?" the white‑haired man laughed, "Why did your personality change after you switched bodies? I recall you weren't this impatient before."

"Hmph."

Hearing the white‑haired man's words, the stout elder let out a cold snort, but said nothing further.

Soon, everyone in the conference room finally arrived, and the young white‑haired man projected the Wang Wu information he had gathered at the center of the room.

Among them, of course, were Wang Wu's those… um, scenes not suitable for children.

"What? What do you mean?"

The white‑haired woman beside the white‑haired man turned her head toward the other, "Showing us this at a meeting is unnecessary, right?"

"It's quite a sight, isn't it?" the white‑haired man said with a smile, "I can see your heart rate spiking; your thoughts must be a mess now, eager to join in, right?"

"After all, this guy looks so good and has a fine figure, but it's a waste for the women of your clan."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" the white‑haired woman frowned, looking at the man beside her.

She, too, could be called a "world‑class beauty," though her beauty differs from Chi Zhi's. How to put it, she has a feeling of being meticulously crafted.

In other words, the so‑called artificial human.

But that doesn't matter; beauty is enough.

"This is his identity," the white‑haired man stood up, walked to the center of the room, and said:

"I suppose you all know that the Chi Zhi at the First Base has an unusual background, right?"

In an instant, the people in the conference room showed thoughtful expressions.

Chi Zhi's status as a unit commemorated is well known, because her strength is far beyond human comprehension.

It's not merely a bit stronger; it's a strength with no visible limit. For the extraordinary power system of this world, that's what it is.

Moreover, the power she displayed is itself strange; it doesn't resemble anything this world's power system can produce.

"She has intense desire, lacks any sense of loyalty, possesses a celestial bearing, and her appearance and figure are perfect."

"And it's a perfection that seems innate," the white‑haired man said, glancing at the Ayaka woman, but she at that moment showed no expression at all, like a robot.

"I suppose you all have, to some extent, worshipped something beyond the heavens, right?" the white‑haired man said with a smile, "Powerful civilizations that reside in distant star systems beyond the sky."

"In other words, the so‑called 'Outer Gods' and 'Evil Gods.'"

"This Chi Zhi and Wang Wu, if I'm not mistaken, should be of the same race."

In an instant, everyone in the conference room lifted their heads, directing their gaze toward Wang Wu at the center.

"They are the Yao Tribe."

At this point, the white‑haired man stopped beating around the bush and disclosed the information he had gathered about Wang Wu.

"Yao Tribe?"

The other seven were stunned, clearly unfamiliar with the name. Seeing their thoughtful expressions, a hint of superiority flashed in the man's eyes.

"Exactly, the Yao Tribe."

"My Sangqie Duo clan has long worshipped the Thousand Blade Sect, which is why my Sangqie Duo clan can monopolize the Sangqie Special Military Zone—oh right, now called the Tongming Region's entire survival base."

"That is a true immortal, unlike the demonic cults your families worship."

"And this Yao Tribe is a powerful race that even my Thousand Blade Sect fears and avoids."

"Their influence spans the galaxy, possessing the power to erase our entire star system in an instant; they are an extremely powerful immortal race in this universe."

Wang Wu doesn't know he's being livestreamed right now, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't care.

Although, in Wang Wu's view, the humans of this civilization are physically too frail, and their skin and features have some flaws upon close inspection, it doesn't matter.

As long as they're stronger than the March People, that's enough.

If quality fails, you can increase quantity, just as he did with the March People.

As for whether anyone is willing to do such a thing, the answer is that the threshold of the place where Wang Wu now lives is almost being trampled through.

Even in places far more conservative than Yao society, there are still many less‑conservative people, as long as the civilization isn't one where mainstream social atmosphere is extremely closed and conservative.

But this isn't really a problem, because no matter how conservative, the strong always enjoy privileges.

Of course, Wang Wu doesn't like forcing others, so he certainly wouldn't do such a thing.

"You also saw how intense his desire is."

In the conference room, the white‑haired man revealed Wang Wu's true identity to everyone.

Don't say it, this guy actually has some ability; he even correctly guessed Wang Wu's race. You should know that this is a secret that even many people of the Tianyuan Civilization have never known.

"Extremely strong desire and ability, and an appearance that matches the residents, with a very strong attraction to the opposite sex; these are the traits of the Demon Race."

"Although their looks and temperament are like those of celestial beings, they are also incredibly savage."

Unlike the pitiful Demon Race on Tianyuan Star before Wang Wu arrived, the Demon Race in this star system holds a very high status.

As for the reason, the reason is simple.

Powerful.

As long as one is sufficiently powerful, the status is naturally guaranteed.

"Therefore, the Celestial Court where my Thousand Blade Sect resides has fought several wars with the Demon Race, and my Thousand Blade Sect contributed greatly in those wars, so we have a decent understanding of the Demon Race."

"So..." When the previously robust elder looked again at Wang Wu in the center of the conference room, a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes, "And this Demon Race..."

"You just said Chai Zhi is his same race???"

Before the elder finished speaking, the voice of a white‑haired woman rang out, cutting him off.

She looked at the white‑haired man in shock and said, "Doesn't that mean...?"

"Yes," the white‑haired man nodded, "This Wang Wu is probably here to look for Chai Zhi."

"Then how should we respond?"

At this moment, the others in the conference room began to join the conversation one after another.

"If they are of the Demon Race, then perhaps we could cater to their preferences and..."

"It seems they bear no hostility toward us. So Kasel, it's best not to let that Thousand Blade Sect behind you know about this, right?"

"Indeed, if they find out, those two of the Demon Race might die here, and if this causes our civilization to be targeted by the Demon Empire, wouldn't we face total annihilation?"

Regarding this 'adult' who came from outside, the group actually had little inclination to resist.

This is the tragedy of a weak civilization.

When confronting a powerful civilization, even if that civilization sent only two people, the first reaction of this civilization is how to 'court' them, not to resist.

Although there is no need to resist, given the current situation, after all Chai Zhi has helped humanity for many years, and the newcomer Wang Wu, based on the data we have, also seems to have helped humanity.

The news of Chai Zhi's disappearance naturally reached here, but a few days later, the female demon returned to the city, and she came back together with Wang Wu, who had vanished with her.

This undoubtedly indicates one thing: the relationship between the two is clearly not hostile.

And the Demon Race member named Wang Wu later went on a massive killing spree in the city, yet the authorities showed no response, likely because of that.

Their relationship is definitely unusual.

"Are they lovers or spouses?"

The surveillance in the center of the conference room kept running; by now Wang Wu's room was filled with corpses, their bodies swollen, faces streaming with tears, the deaths extremely tragic.

Calling them corpses is not wrong; it's reasonable, after all they're practically dead.

According to normal human physiology, this situation would definitely cause death—one hundred percent, no, a thousand percent.

"Since the Demon Race's desire is so strong, can we cater to their preferences?"

After learning Wang Wu's identity, Ling Yu formed some thoughts about him; since earlier, her gaze has never left Wang Wu at the center of the conference room.

"What, you want to offer yourself as well, just like that Ling Luo in your family?"

The white‑haired man Kasel laughed and teased.

But this time, faced with the man's teasing, Ling Yu gave no retort, only stared at Wang Wu with burning eyes.

"Ding‑dong, ding‑dong."

"Huh…"

In the room, Wang Wu casually pushed aside a corpse still twitching from residual nerve reactions, walked to the door and opened it.

The moment the door opened, Jin Xianyun outside the door also smelled a very...

"Uh, how does it go? And also mixed with sweat after fermenting…"

Of course, there are no such flowers here, but there is still sweat.

The smell is about the same.

"Wang, Mr. Wang," Jin Xianyun blushed, stammering to Wang Wu inside the door:

"General, she asks you to come over for a moment."

"I'm not going; I have other matters to attend to," Wang Wu said without hesitation, outright rejecting Chai Zhi's invitation, not even bothering to give a reason.

Even though that guy isn't a female demon, the fate of Bai Tan is still vivid, so he has no intention of having any deeper interaction with Chai Zhi.

There will be none at all; any possibility of trouble is eliminated.

Better to kill by mistake than let them go.

Seeing the woman who hadn't expected his answer, Wang Wu had no intention of continuing the conversation and moved to close the door.

But at that moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside his ear:

"Why are you so defensive toward her?"

"Master!" Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Wu instantly rejoiced, turned his head, and found Yin Shenli right beside him.

"Master!"

In the next instant, Wang Wu lunged forward, moving so fast that Yin Shenli couldn't react at all.

Of course she didn't react; it's not that she chose not to dodge.

"How…"

Yin Shenli couldn't finish her words; from that moment, she was blocked for more than half an hour.

As for Jin Xianyun at the doorway, after Wang Wu shut the door, she lingered there for a while, but when Wang Wu didn't open the door, she left the scene.

Wang Wu's residence was arranged by Chai Zhi himself; she also lives here, just upstairs from Wang Wu's quarters.

It is a super‑giant building over four thousand meters tall, shaped like a pyramid.

Inside it has a complete ecological system; rather than calling it a building, it is more like a mountain.

The municipal hall of the First Base is at this spot, which is also a military base and an armaments factory.

Of course, there is also a residential area.

Those who can live here are basically either rich or noble; although the building's area is huge, every inch of land is still priceless.

This is still the result of Chai Zhi deliberately suppressing the housing prices here, yet the prices are still much higher than elsewhere in the First Base.

At this moment, all the enemies who came to subdue Wang Wu have already been defeated by him, but Wang Wu's desire for battle still remains unsatisfied.

Thus, when the master appeared, Wang Wu could only turn to Yin Shenli for help.

Although he often insults and torments Wang Wu, he is still his master, so when facing his disciple's predicament, Yin Shenli still gave him a hand.

Of course, he still didn't let Wang Wu reach that step, which was impossible anyway, so it was merely leg technique instruction and verbal humiliation.

(End of chapter)