Chapter 542
"Brother Zhao."
"Lord Earl."
When Zhao Xing's Angel appeared, many people immediately came over to greet him.
Nowadays, Zhao Xing's limelight in the Beihe Galaxy could be said to be unrivaled.
Especially that previous commercial war.
Not only did Zhao Xing win a complete victory.
The interior of the Beihe Galaxy also benefited; many public facilities and galaxy renovation projects were products after this commercial war.
After all, those funds could not be withdrawn directly and had to be sold cheaply.
Thus, although Zhao Xing was not a speaker.
He possessed the treatment of a speaker.
The Lords who were also councilors all bowed politely to Zhao Xing.
"Zhao Xing, over here."
Like Yun Duo waved his hand.
"Lord Yun, Senior Brother Lieutenant Helian Lie Lie, Brother Lin Ze."
Zhao Xing walked over quickly.
At this time, Like Yun Duo, Lieutenant Helian Lie Lie, and Lin Ze were all Silver Moon Grade.
And were also on this conscription list.
"Greetings, Speaker."
Zhao Xing bowed to Yun Tianye.
For this head of the Yun family, Zhao Xing always held a trace of respect.
"Zhao Xing, come, follow me to see the special envoy."
Yun Tianye led Zhao Xing into the palace.
Entering the main hall, the number of people decreased.
Basically, only councilors or Sunlight Grade could enter.
And beside Speaker Bi Jin, there was a Void Grade powerhouse accompanying him.
Zhao Xing walked in and was stunned.
Because this special envoy was still an 'acquaintance'.
"Greetings, Special Envoy Yang An."
Special Envoy Yang An looked at Zhao Xing and immediately said: "Good lad, twenty-eight years have passed, and you have become a Councilor, and you are also at the Silver Moon Peak."
"Thinking back to when I came to confer your title, you hadn't even become Extraordinary."
"Zhao Xing has always kept the special envoy's guidance in mind."
Back then, when Yang An issued him the Imperial-level reward.
He had taken the initiative to change the S-level reward into an SS-level one.
It was equivalent to the difference between Imperial-level intermediate equipment and Imperial-level advanced equipment.
Although it was only a change of a small rank.
Now he also had a better 'World Heart Fragment'.
But the SS-level territory energy tower at that time indeed brought him great benefits.
Seeing that Zhao Xing clearly remembered this, Yang An also revealed a trace of a smile.
People who know how to repay kindness are always more likable.
Simple greetings.
Zhao Xing stood aside with Senior Brother Wu Feng.
Three days passed.
Conscription ended!
Yang An sat in the main seat and opened his eyes.
"Time is up!"
"Beihe Galaxy conscription list, 12,145 Silver Moon Grade."
"212 Sunlight Grade."
"4 Sunlight Grade were late, 15 Silver Moon Grade were deserters!"
Yang An looked coldly at the square outside the main hall, at the Sunlight Grade who had just landed.
"Boom~"
A stream of light directly penetrated space and landed on the four people who were late!
"Hiss hiss~"
Those 4 Sunlight Grade powerhouses instantly turned into ashes!
"The 15 Silver Moon Grade who fled are equivalent to treason!"
"The Joint Guard has already beheaded them outside the galaxy!"
"Their direct family members of three generations have been stripped of their Imperial citizenship, demoted to vassal commoners, expelled from the galaxy, and all their wealth and territory have been confiscated!"
Yang An's order was issued.
It was synchronized to the virtual network instantly.
No one made a sound.
Instead, they were all secretly applauding.
Powerhouses enjoy superior treatment, and even as long as they become stronger, wealth automatically comes to their door.
They also possess many privileges.
But these are not given for free.
The Empire is relatively tolerant of powerhouses, but some rules are absolutely not to be trampled upon.
Such as the Galaxy Protection Law, such as war conscription!
Rights and obligations must both be borne!
"Everyone, get on the spaceship!"
After Yang An finished dealing with it, that Legendary Grade spaceship appeared above the square.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh~"
Over ten thousand Silver Moon Grade Lords and more than two hundred Sunlight Grade Lords flew into the spaceship one after another.
Yang An also flew into the core control room of the spaceship.
"Hum~"
The spaceship immediately dived into the void.
Started flying in deep space.
…………
In the first-layer spaceship hall, Silver Moon Grade lived there.
The second-layer hall was for Sunlight Grade.
Although Zhao Xing was Silver Moon Grade, his treatment was Sunlight Grade treatment.
He stayed in the second-layer hall, together with Yun Tianye, Bi Jin, Yun Fei, and others.
At this time, he was checking the light screen.
"The location of the war conscription is indeed the Southern Legion near the Purple Light Continent."
Because it was war conscription, not rotation conscription.
So every member of the Beihe Galaxy had a task.
Wu Feng said: "As a Sunlight Grade, I need to kill enough 10 peers in this conscription to complete the task and be able to leave the Purple Light Continent freely."
"Junior Brother, yours should be '10 Silver Moon Grade alien Lords'."
Zhao Xing nodded: "Yes."
Wu Feng continued: "Because our Beihe Galaxy has no Lord, after the manpower is conscripted, they will be automatically filled into various armies of the Southern Legion."
"However, powerhouses who already have military exploits can choose to form their own teams."
"Or choose to act alone."
"For every choice, the super intelligence set up by Primordial City on the battlefield will automatically match different tasks to provide to the Lords to choose."
End of Chapter
