Although Zhuang Buyuan felt that it was a bit too early to consider the issue of "immigration" now, and it was not time to go.

But if you really want to ask Zhuang not far away, is he confident of driving away the giant insect of time?

He really didn't dare to pat his chest to make a promise.

Back in the manor, the manor was not far away and looked at the manor and couldn't help but start thinking about a question.

If the earth is really destroyed, what should the manor do?

Although the manor is an independent space, the entrance and palace of the manor are on the earth.

Can the manor really be safe?

Can it be?

How should humans deal with themselves?

How to continue the estate?

This is also a question that Zhuang is not far from the world needs to consider.

This lingering pressure made Zhuang Buyuan desperately want to do something.

...

Ciscolin returns to White Wolf City.

It is busy here, and it is transporting food to the White Wolf City through various means.

Last time, the residents of White Wolf City were trapped in White Wolf City for a week and almost had a shortage of food.

Later, the food had to be rationed, and even the food for some people had to be limited.

At this moment, food prices are constantly fluctuating in the grain market.

Everyone is trying hard to hoard food.

What’s strange is that under such desperate hoarding, the price of grain is still stable to an almost low price. Even if it rises occasionally, it will be immediately suppressed by a large-scale supply of grain, just like someone wants as much as the grain they want.

In fact, if you want to hide such a large amount of grain, you can't hide it. Soon everyone discovered that the manor was supplying grain, as well as various finished products to the outside world in large quantities.

Originally, the price of grain should have soared and the poor began to starve to death. It is precisely because of the existence of the manor that everyone can afford food.

Otherwise, I'm afraid many people will be swallowed up by the rapidly rising food and social costs before the giant insect invasion has arrived.

Although many people don’t understand any great principles, they still have a deep understanding of this.

This time, the manor did not care about the other party’s state and background, and treated everyone equally, subsidized a large amount of food.

Even Nut State is no exception.

So at this moment, in White Wolf City, Ciscolin was very entangled and in pain.

On the one hand, his professional ethics forced him to act according to the orders of his superiors.

On the other hand, he himself has become increasingly confused about the way Nut State does.

In Nut State, some people have been lobbying Congress, lobbying various politicians, and giving advice to the general commander, and he thinks this route is wrong.

But for some reason, the commander insisted on doing this.

He didn't understand, and in fact he had never figured out what his commander was thinking.

At this moment, he was anxiously waiting for the commander to reply to him.

Why does the commander have to boycott the all-round manor?

Which one is more terrifying than losing the dominant position of the earth?

At this moment, the phone rang.

Ciscolin immediately picked up.

"Yes, commander."

"Yes, sir..."

"But... OK, sir."

"I understand...Sir, I will obey orders..."

His expression changed constantly. After hanging up the phone, he stood there blankly for a long time.

He was very puzzled by the orders he received.

On the phone, the commander ordered him to meet Orion, persuade Orion to stand up and lead humans to fight against the Time Giant Worm, and not let Zhuang Buyuan be specialized in front.

Ciscolin had no idea. How would he convince Orion at this time?

The Giant Time Bug is so terrible. If it were him, I'm afraid it would be too late to hide, so how could it be possible to lean on it directly?

Moreover, why did Orion have to go against Zhuang Buyuan? There is no deep hatred between the two sides, right?

However, an order is an order, and he must obey.

Ciscolin walked to the mirror and looked at his own.

He looked haggard, confused, and pale.

Such a person is rare.

Ciscolin has always been very confident.

Although he does not have the powerful power of Zhuang Buyuan and Orion.

But he has a strong will that is not inferior to anyone.

Human power not only exists above the body, but also above the spirit.

His power lies in his words.

When he was young, he encountered a robbery and successfully convinced two robber companions to fight intra-fight, hurt each other, and escaped safely.

From that day on, he realized that the most powerful in the world was probably not a sword, gun, stick, or a rifle nuclear bomb.

It's language.

He deliberately trained himself to be someone who could convince anyone.

At first, he worked as a negotiator for the police, and later entered the intelligence system, serving as an interrogator for a period of time.

He never used torture, but he could always pry out the secret he wanted from others.

Entering the diplomatic front, it was just a hidden identity of his intelligence system at the beginning.

But suddenly one day, he found that he didn't need to pretend to be himself or become another person.

As long as he walks in with a swagger, as long as he can say a word.

You can go anywhere, be friends with anyone, and make anyone change their minds.

Until…now.

He found that his will was shaken.

No, can't be shaken.

Every verbal confrontation is a real confrontation.

Only by having no flaws can you convince others.

A few minutes later, Ciscolin took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

He changed into a gray suit and smiled, and politely came to a guard of White Wolf City.

"Sorry, I want to see Lord Prophet."

In White Wolf City, it is not easy to meet Orion.

Orion lives in the central area of ​​White Wolf City, where he is loyal to him, regarded as a god, and is guarded by pious and powerful guards.

But Ciscolin had this magic. He only said in a simple sentence, and the guard said, "I'll report... see what I can do, wait, Mr. Ciscolin."

"Thank you, Hatton," Ciscolin said.

He could remember the names of almost every guard he had seen. It was precisely because of this that he could let these people open the door to convenience for him.

Half an hour later, Ciscolin came to Orion's room.

"Master Prophet." Ciscolin said the words he had thought of on the road and said, "Master Prophet, for your well-being, for your safety, and for all mankind, I think you should stand up."

"Why?"

"Because, there shouldn't be only one country in this world, and no one sees your glory." Ciscolin said.

"No, that's nothing." Olion smiled slightly, "The owner of the manor is kind and great, and he is simply a natural leader."

Um?

How come Olion's tone of speaking today is so strange?

Ciscolin looked at Zhuang not far away in confusion: "Sir, please forgive me for taking the liberty, why do you have this idea?"

"Because I am not far from the village." Olion said.
Chapter completed!