Chapter 202: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Yaya Nao scratched its head, looking a little embarrassed at Yaduoduo.

It had been too busy fighting to hear Yaduoduo speaking at all.

Yaduoduo hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

Forget it, dead is dead anyway.

Anyway, A Wu being alive was just trouble; kill him cleanly.

Once A Wu died, the already meager morale of the Green Skins collapsed completely.

In less than a few minutes, over two hundred thugs were all gone.

Half dead, half fled, wanting to surrender? No chance at all.

By the time Yaduoduo reacted and called for a stop, over a hundred corpses already lay on the ground.

Blood flowed like a river, dyeing the entire outpost doorway green.

Yaduoduo stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, panting heavily.

It was covered in blood, unable to tell whose it was.

It clutched its hand cannon to its chest, the barrel still hot, smoking.

It still hadn't found Lin En's shadow.

That purple figure was not among these beastmen.

So it was very strange: how could this group of beastmen come to save it?

They were clearly subordinates who fought seven against one; with the seven not here, how could they come running on their own?

A big hulk walked over, looked down at it, and grinned.

His face was splattered with blood, and his smile looked a bit frightening.

"It was... Big Boss who sent us," it said, its voice like thunder, making Yaduoduo's ears ring.

"Big Boss? Which Big Boss?"

The big hulk didn't answer; it turned around and led those beastmen away into the dust and mist.

Lin En indeed had no time today to log in and handle things here; the battle in space was fierce, and he couldn't leave.

But he still found time to say a word to Dou Dou and the others:

"Your mission today is very simple: just one—protect that Green Skin named Yaduoduo who was with me last time as if they were the Smart Head!"

Dou Dou patted his chest at the time and said: "Governor Sir, rest assured! We'll definitely protect that little Green Skin!"

So it personally monitored Yaduoduo's safety around the outpost.

When it discovered A Wu bringing people to cause trouble, it immediately went back to bring people over.

Yaduoduo stood in place, watching the direction they left, and suddenly understood something.

"Seven against one..." Its eye sockets felt a little hot.

Inside the outpost, Yaduoduo sat on the chair A Wen had once sat on.

It looked up toward the corner deep in the outpost where Lin En slept.

That purple figure was still asleep; it didn't know when he would wake.

But Yaduoduo had a premonition: once he woke, everything here would undergo a huge change.

It smiled, wiped the blood from its mouth corner, stood up, and walked to the doorway.

Outside, the underlings were cleaning up the mess; seeing it come out, they all bowed their heads and called "Ya Ye."

It nodded, stood at the doorway, and looked at the distant sky.

There were flashes of light there—the Expedition Fleet and Chandler's fleet were fighting fiercely.

But Yaduoduo didn't know why; it always felt that the seven-against-one's sleep and those distant points of light were related.

Yaduoduo stayed in the outpost for a whole day; this day was longer than any day it had lived in its life.

It was covered in wounds; its left shoulder had been slashed with a blade. Though bandaged, it was still oozing blood.

Its right leg had been punctured with a hole, and it limped when walking.

Its face was also cut, making it look like a defeated soldier.

But it dared not sleep; after the underlings finished cleaning the battlefield and counting the spoils, those who should leave left, and those who should sleep slept.

Someone held the teeth they'd been given and smiled foolishly, lying in a corner snoring; someone shouted "Ya Ye, spare me" in their dream.

The outpost gradually quieted down, leaving only the snoring of the Green Skins.

Yaduoduo sat beside Lin En, leaning against the wall, staring at that sleeping face.

From time to time it pushed that purple body, checking if Lin En had woken.

Just as it could barely hold on any longer, Lin En finally woke up.

Finally, movement came from the corner. That purple figure sat up.

Lin En rubbed his temples; his consciousness returned from the Peak Black Radiance, and the roaring of the space battle still lingered in his head.

After Leina Jingzhe missed the chance to kill Chandler, Lin En came here to check the situation without resting.

For now, it seemed they still had to find an opportunity from within.

Only when he saw clearly that this little Green Skin covered in blood was still alive did Lin En breathe a sigh of relief.

"As long as nothing happened." He said.

Seeing Lin En awake, Yaduoduo first grinned foolishly without stopping.

But as it grinned, tears came pouring down.

"You finally woke up, I thought you were dead!" It wailed, like a mouse that had its tail stepped on.

Lin En did not stop it from continuing to cry; he knew the pressure here was not small either.

Yaduoduo cried for a full minute before stopping.

It sniffed its nose, wiped its face, and began to talk about yesterday's events.

From when A Wu arrived, over two hundred thugs, every one carrying a blade.

Until those beastmen charged out and hacked all of A Wu's people down.

The more it spoke, the more excited it became, gesturing wildly, but as it spoke, its voice lowered.

"But they have all been exposed."

"Now the whole pasture knows I have a group of beastmen behind me; the little one definitely knows, and the overseer will find out sooner or later..."

The more it spoke, the more panicked it became.

"Why don't we run? Before we're discovered, take those teeth and run far away..."

It had already begun calculating the escape route.

After listening, Lin En said with a smile: "This is a good thing!"

Hearing this, Yaduoduo thought Lin En had been beaten stupid, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Lin En blocked its hand and told it not to rush.

Afterwards he closed his eyes and had Lena scan his and Dou Dou's physiological structures.

A few seconds later, the results came back; the Green Skin characteristics had already exceeded half.

Even if dissected now, they would only be suspected of being mutated Grot.

Lin En opened his eyes, unable to hide his joy.

It seems the news that Yaduoduo has a group of Grots behind it has already spread through the pasture.

And is being "believed" by more and more Green Skins.

They are turning into a true group of Green Skins!

Lin En stood up, his purple eyes glowing in the darkness.

"It seems there is no need to keep acting anymore."

Yaduoduo didn't understand. "One against seven, what does that mean?"

"Just wait here." Lin En patted its shoulder and gave it a reassurance pill.

"The master of this pasture needs to be changed."

Immediately after, Lin En had Yaduoduo rush to make one hundred sets of purple ninja robes, in the style of the one it was wearing.

Yaduoduo didn't understand but didn't ask more, and immediately complied.

It dug out all the purple pigment in the warehouse and called up all the underlings still sleeping in the outpost.

Cutting cloth, dyeing, sewing.

Those underlings could barely keep their eyes open from tiredness, but seeing Yaduoduo's gloomy face, no one dared slack off.

After working for a whole day, over a hundred crooked but barely wearable purple clothes were piled in the corner.

Lin En glanced at it and nodded. "About right."

Lin En went alone to his starting point.

That corner was just like last time, stinking, with debris and Squig droppings everywhere.

Lena had already awakened the second batch of Grots, more than the first batch.

This time, she collected Lin En's and Dou Dou's and a series of Ogryns' behavioral data.

The newly activated Grot mindset was already five or six parts like an ordinary Grot.

When over a hundred bewildered Green Skins stood up from the corner, their momentum was quite astonishing.

Their eyes carried the particular stupidity of Green Skins, like a group of children who had just learned to walk.

Lin En stood in front of them and swept his gaze across.

This was enough; whether Bug Race or Green Skin, combat was an instinct engraved in DNA.