Chapter 241: We need to prepare a great gift for Lord Xisi

"Then...... one more second?"

"One more second! One more second!!"

"Ah, really can't do anything about you~"

"The iron-colored proud sun rose again, the stiffness on the faces of the industrial demons had not yet dissipated, and after a brief astonishment, they were covered by delight."

"Technical adjustment!"

"It just rose and then fell; it must be a technical adjustment!"

"The industrial demons were overjoyed, feeling that their investment finally had a return."

"And the demon who had finally fallen back asleep with difficulty stared with dazed eyes and lifted his head again."

"How...... the sky is bright again?"

"Let me lie down, don't bother me!"

"The demon beside him, who had just awakened from a deep sleep after a blow, was again sent to sleep by a blow from an industrial demon."

"Afterwards, he turned his head again, excitedly looking into the distance, about to shout the great name of the god of 'Malicious Creation'."

"Their hands, just raised high, had not even let out a cheer before the divine light that had risen fell again."

"Industrial demon:???"

"No, don't play with me!"

"The industrial demon's face stiffened again; the group, with ugly expressions, stared blankly at the dissipating divine light. After holding back for a while, the most excited industrial demon, who had staked all his possessions on Washituoer, stuttered and shouted:"

"Technical adjustment! It must be a technical adjustment!"

"At this time we should go all-in even more!"

"Some of the industrial demons nearby who were not deeply stuck looked at this old senior, speechless."

"Still going all-in? If we go all-in again, we'll have to pawn our underwear to Washituoer!"

"While the industrial demons looked excitedly and anxiously into the distance, Washituoer before Xisi had already prostrated himself completely before Xisi."

"How did it stop again? Don't stop!"

"Washituoer was excited, but Xisi, seeing that Washituoer was truly about to become obsessed, finally lost his patience, merely gave a light cough and then silently looked at him."

"Washituoer looked at Xisi's attitude, dazed, then finally came to his senses; the body that had been prostrated straightened abruptly."

"He did not rise immediately, but kept a posture of kneeling on one knee, bending his waist and lowering his head."

"Then, facing Xisi, he performed a respectful salute:"

"My lord!"

"Straightforward and direct, all the evil gods, except Jianqi, basically come straight to the point."

"Washituoer had no extra bowing or scraping; his posture and motion when saluting Xisi were especially smooth."

"Besides Washituoer indeed being shocked, if Xisi truly treats him as a mount, he can instantly become a hundredfold stronger; moreover, he is somewhat eager to take the hundredfold strength granted by Xisi and go properly greet that Five-Eyed Blue Bird!"

"And Xisi is also very reassured about Washituoer's loyalty, not at all worried about his faithfulness."

"After all, his hundredfold amplification requires his own acknowledgment; as long as Xisi does not acknowledge Washituoer, Washituoer's power will instantly revert to normal."

"That is to say, the direct amplification Xisi gives in mount form is not inferior to the experience Xisi has earned through tempering."

"What belongs to Xisi can be given as he wishes and taken back as he wishes."

"Seeing Washituoer finally express his submission clearly, Xisi nodded and finally got to the point:"

"I need your ability to traverse time and space; I am waiting for you in Terra; bring Longlin Star over and bring me back to 30K again."

"No problem, I will return to the real universe now and lead Longlin Star to Terra."

"Washituoer was straightforward, and after Xisi finished this matter, he directly left subspace."

"Only leaving behind the aftertaste, Washituoer constantly recalled the exaggerated power just now."

"Soon, as Washituoer also returned to the real universe, several high-ranking industrial demons gathered around."

"They stared blankly at Washituoer, who showed no change, their eyes only urging him to quickly obtain returns."

"My lord, the route has already been set; as soon as you give the order, we can immediately head to Terra!"

"These few high-ranking industrial demons are even more proactive than Washituoer."

"And Washituoer, who had prostrated himself before Xisi in subspace, after returning to the real universe fell into hesitation."

"Seeing Washituoer not respond immediately, these few high-ranking industrial demons became anxious, looking at each other."

"Just as they were about to hurriedly persuade him again, Washituoer suddenly raised his hand:"

"I know you're anxious, but please don't rush."

"All the demons: ……"

"Pursing his lips, unable to speak, while Washituoer, with contemplation, silently explained:"

"Are we really going to see Lord Xisi empty-handed?"

"Washituoer reminded; hearing this, the mid-level demon froze, then suddenly reacted."

"Exactly!"

"Even that group of spirit clan death gods know to bring a gift; although Longlin Star is roughly destined to belong to Xisi's forces in the future, how can such a clearly traded item count as a gift?"

"No matter what, we still need to bring something besides the trade."

"But what gift can we give Xisi?"

"The demons are puzzled; if you want them to kill people, that's efficient and direct."

"But if you want them to think about worldly affairs, consider what others need and cater to their preferences,"

"then it's somewhat difficult for demons!"

"After holding back for a while, an industrial demon finally hesitated to speak:"

"Should we bring those surrounding Chaos battle gangs as well?"

The surrounding industrial demons' faces lit up:

"Exactly!"

"Bring Lord Sisi even more fleets!"

Everyone thought that was fine, but Washituoer, upon hearing that, was left speechless.

Afterwards, no one bothered to explain; they simply displayed the earlier scene of Xisi gathering nine battle moons, then pointed at a green-skin junk ship comparable to a Terran Insect Tide's tentacle and seriously retorted:

"Fleets?"

"At this point, does Lord Sisi still care about your few broken ships?"

The industrial demons all stared, then one who hadn't reacted yet blurted out:

"Our ships aren't broken, are they?"

"No matter what, our ships are superior to the green-skins'!"

This industrial demon wasn't talking nonsense; as the god of malevolent creation, Washituoer's fleet truly could outfight most galactic powers' ships.

Apart from the technologically unsurpassed Dead Spirits, Washituoer's same-class ships could single-handedly take on other forces!

But saying that now, Washituoer opposite them was practically laughing from anger.

Just as he was about to raise his iron hammer scepter to give them a lesson, a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the control room.

The heavy Ceramic Steel Powered Armor stomped on the deck, amidst the dull metallic echo, a man's arrogant voice sounded before his figure appeared.

"Washituoer, you don't know, Xisi is becoming increasingly unreasonable."

"He actually created nine Green Skin Empires!"

"I think from now on, our war against Xisi will be tough to fight."

Abadon, while recalling the scene of the great drill, casually walked into the Longlin Star control room.

Only after he put his helmet down and removed his heavy weapons did he realize Washituoer hadn't responded to him.

Abadon stared, puzzled, looked up, and the bewilderment on his face turned into hesitation:

"You..."

"What are you looking at me for?"