Above the gray fog

"How did you see it?"

After about 5 minutes, Lin Shan on the high platform asked softly.

"You can learn about the beast-fallen ones by yourself. I tell you these... just to remind you that the jurisdiction of the joint government may be a little unsafe recently. If there is any accident, please inform the government in time."

Lin Shan said to himself, and the huge screen behind switched to the previous data.

"After talking about the beast-fallen ones, next... let's talk about the defense war of the void corridor."

"This is the data of the past five years. You can take a look first."

Below.

The leaders of each tribe looked heavy, even ugly.

The data given by the human race was so tragic that some people even began to doubt the truth.

But no one dared to say it out loud.

The first row of seats below.

The leaders of the Wangma tribe and the Piao tribe were exchanging glances.

It seemed that they were discussing the authenticity of this set of data.

Because, in addition to providing them with data, the human race did not provide any basis.

These two tribes are both strange races, but in the joint government...they are unexpectedly congenial.

Among the first batch of elders of the United Government, the Wangma tribe is definitely the last in terms of appearance. Their appearance is seriously deviated from the aesthetics of humanoid creatures.

Long horse face, protruding mouth, thick lips with big front teeth.

Not only is there a difference in appearance aesthetics, but their views on architecture and food are also different from other tribes. They eat grass and can make various "delicacies" from grass.

These differences directly lead to the fact that the relationship between the Wangma tribe and the surrounding tribes only exists in resource transactions, and they are not as close as other tribes.

This is exactly the same as the Piao tribe. The Piao tribe's tribe land is too gloomy, and its appearance is a ghost-like energy body. Except for the human race, they rarely have intersections with other tribes.

However, the Wangma tribe and the Piao tribe appreciate each other. The various industries of the two tribes are closely united and developed together. With the human race as the backing, they have not been bad over the years.

Although it is not as fast as the development of the dwarves, it can also be called a third-level civilization.

The horse-faced creature and a group of white opaque objects are looking at each other with erratic eyes, and are "communicating" fiercely.

There are many pairs like them in the coalition government.

"Do you think the human race is cheating?"

"With the current strength of the human race... there is no need to cheat us. They are defending the front line, and any resources we give are reasonable, but this time... it is definitely not as simple as resources."

"I also feel that life is getting harder and harder. My race pays a huge amount of resources every year, and the development of the tribe has stagnated."

"The tribe's fortune is not growing, and resources cannot be derived. Now we can only look for resources in the gray fog. The demand for the human race is almost unable to be supplied."

After the horse and the soul completed the eye contact, they continued to browse the data and information given to them by the human race.

In the 20 years since the war began, an average of 150,000 to 200,000 people have been sacrificed by the human race every year in the void corridor.

Even if the human race now has a population of 10 billion, it cannot withstand such a large loss.

The human race has 1,017 stations in the corridor nodes, and launches an average of 5,000 to 10,000 nuclear warheads every day.

Tens of thousands of top-level technological combat equipment are scrapped every year.

The production and maintenance of various satellites, combat robots, drones, and starships are all huge beasts that eat money.

Almost all of the human race's own finances have been invested in it.

"Have you finished reading it? If you have any questions, you can ask them. If you don't have any questions, I will assume that you have no questions..."

The leaders of the various tribes below looked at each other, not knowing whether to raise questions.

Lin Zhenshou is really the same as always...

At this time, a thin humanoid creature stood up. She had three different colored marks on her left and right cheeks, as if they were painted with paint. She wore a round hat with three feathers of different colors inserted behind the hat.

The clothes on her body were also colorful, made up of many strips of cloth. There was a pair of colorful wings exposed behind the clothes. The wings were very small and looked like decorations.

Lin Shan looked in the direction of the voice. Because of his height, he sat on a soft stool, and his line of sight was almost parallel to the table.

The hundreds of tribes below looked at him... At most, they could only see the mouth or nose upwards.

Lin Shan felt a little strange about this image. After he had spiritual power, his memory was different from before. This tribe should be the one that joined the coalition government recently.

Sure enough, Yan Ruxin, who was sitting next to him, reminded him, "It is the newly joined Caili tribe. It has been less than 20 years since the crossing. It has never shown its head before. We found it the first time it came out of the gray fog."

Lin Shan nodded and locked his eyes on the female leader of the Caili tribe.

"Hello... Lin Zhenshou, I am Mina from the Caili tribe. My tribe..." Lin Shan's eyes made Mina feel unprecedented pressure. The words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat and turned into a self-introduction.

She couldn't understand why she was so out of control?

"Just say your doubts." Lin Shan interrupted her self-introduction and spoke lightly.

"Oh... OK." Mina closed her eyes and took a deep breath to adjust her breathing and mentality.

"That's right. First of all, I don't doubt the authenticity of the data provided by the human race. The human race guards the void... the corridor of the gods, and protects the peace of the human circle. They are absolutely worthy of our respect."

"In comparison, the little resources my race provides every year can be said to be insignificant for this war."

"Thank you very much for what the human race has done and contributed." After some polite words, Mina bowed deeply to the platform.

After she said this, even Lin Shan's expression calmed down a little, and he motioned her to continue.

Mina felt the pressure around her suddenly eased, and she knew that she had gained the favor of the human race.

While secretly happy in her heart, she also asked doubts, "The Void God Corridor is a wall that crosses the sky and the earth. When encountering a large number of attacks, the God Corridor mainly uses long-range strikes. This can be seen from the number of nuclear bombs consumed by the human race every day,"

"If it has always been this way of defense, why are there so many people sacrificed..."