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"Your IQ is too low, I'm not interested."

Sevier's facial nerves, which were already expressionless, became even more rigid.

He had never expected to get this answer from Shi Jing!

This answer was different from what he expected!

In his previous expectation, Shi Jing should have been very happy to accept the help from the Zerg, if not very terrified.

But Shi Jing rejected his proposal outright.

Sevier once again felt the powerlessness of being out of control of familiar things from Shi Jing.

He had experienced this powerlessness once when he learned that Shi Jing had escaped from the assassination.

Now, history seems to be repeating itself.

He frowned, trying to ignore the irritability in his heart, and said in a calm and rational manner: "Of course, it is normal for you to doubt us. But the sincerity we have shown - you know, the order received by the President of the European Federation was to kill you, and we saved you, and we also made the fact that the President was controlled known to the world."

Le Jing raised his right eyebrow and said to himself that it was indeed so.

He felt that the entire incident of the president's assassination was full of doubts, and now that he knew it was the work of the brainworms, it was not surprising at all.

The other party continued: "Moreover, you should thank us for helping you boost morale and strengthen your determination to fight."

"What do you mean?"

"If it weren't for the indiscriminate killing of Zerg puppets in America, I don't think you humans would be as united as you are now."

Le Jing's expression completely turned cold, "You did it."

"In special times, we can only use a little trick." The brainworm said: "In terms of the result, we helped you."

"Similarly, we also saved you. Don't you humans have a saying: A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water? It's time for you to repay us."

Le Jing asked calmly: "What do you want me to do?"

"We already have a complete plan, and this plan is very likely to be realized! As long as you obey, this war can end sooner."

"What plan?"

"No comment." Sewell added: "When the time comes, you will know."

He unconsciously held his breath and waited for the other party's answer.

He did not lie to Shi Jing.

He did have a plan in his mind. And Shi Jing was an indispensable figure in this plan.

After a few seconds of silence, a lazy voice sounded: "I think you seem to have misunderstood something. I don't want to cooperate with you."

Seville was slightly startled, then lowered his voice and threatened: "You know the current situation of the war better than me. You refuse our cooperation now. Do you want to exterminate the human race?"

The other party chuckled, and the magnetic laughter was like an electric current. Seville felt that his tentacles were a little itchy for some reason. He shook his tentacles, and his calm voice had a few more irritations: "What are you laughing at?"

"If two wild dogs are locked in the same cage, one is hungry and the other is well fed, how do you think the story will develop next?"

What kind of strange question is this?

Seville answered without hesitation: "Of course, the hungry wild dog ate the other wild dog and took away all its food."

The other party laughed again, "So that's why I laughed."

Sevier was stunned: "...What?"

Le Jing sighed, his voice became a little more bored, and complained softly: "That's why I think you have a low IQ. I don't know if you are particularly stupid or this is the average IQ level of brainworms."

"...I just didn't react just now! Now I understand what you mean!" The other party's voice was a little more exasperated, "You mean, we will kill each other, and you humans just need to sit back and enjoy the benefits!"

Hungry wild dogs, and well-fed wild dogs.

For the first time in his life, Seville had the urge to laugh out loud.

What a brilliant metaphor.

What a hateful metaphor!

But he had to admit that Shi Jing's analysis was correct.

Shi Jing's voice was lazy, with a hint of carelessness: "It's not that humans need you, but that you need humans."

"It takes a long time to decide the outcome of the war, but you can't wait."

"Call me again after you figure it out."

The phone was hung up unilaterally.

Seville sat in a chair in a daze, like a stiff marble sculpture.

He suddenly regretted contacting Shi Jing rashly.

This call was a signal.

A signal that the Zerg was not a monolithic entity.

He underestimated Shi Jing.

This man was more cunning and careful than he thought.

His call made them lose their advantage and become passive.

Seville pulled his tentacles irritably, stood up from the chair, and paced back and forth in the room in a state of annoyance.

What should he do?

The defeat of humans on the front battlefield allowed the queen to free up her hands and increase the intensity of internal review.

In the past two months, the Propaganda Department alone has had two reviews. Many of his companions were thrown into prison by the guards, and the queen sentenced them to death for treason.

Seville had a hunch that it would not be long before the secret service would find him.

That was why Seville lost his sense of proportion and made an offer to Shi Jing for cooperation.

Unexpectedly, it backfired and put him in a passive position. Now, Shi Jing is the one who has the dominant power.

Just like Shi Jing said, they can't wait.

So, will he contact Shi Jing again?

Sewell felt that he still had to think about it. He must not be careless about this man!

...

Le Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the completely dark terminal screen, with a faint smile on his lips.

His guess was verified.

The brainworms really inherited the human's infighting gene.

It should be said that any intelligent creature that has awakened itself will never be willing to be enslaved, and they will pursue freedom without exception.

Although humans are retreating on the front battlefield and the Zerg seems to be advancing triumphantly, there may be undercurrents and contradictions inside.

Now, the brainworms are probably in an extremely dangerous state, so there is this call.

This protracted war cannot be wasted by the brainworms.

Le Jing stretched and decided to take a nap to recuperate.

That brainworm will call him again.

Le Jing had a hunch that he seemed to be an indispensable figure in that plan.

...

Mo Mingrui came out of the cinema with red and swollen eyes, and tears flowed out continuously as if he was incontinent, as if he wanted to discharge all the dark emotions such as resentment, depression, sadness, fear, despair, etc. that he had accumulated over the past few days.

Since that incident, he has forgotten how to cry.

Now, because of "The Five-Star Red Flag Under the Plank", he finally cried heartily.

Of all the movies of Shi Jing, this is the first work that resonated with him so much.

This movie is simply a replica of his current situation!

Most of the soldiers in Zhazidong were slaughtered by the enemy.

Most of the soldiers and staff in the military fortress were slaughtered by the Zerg.

A dozen people escaped from Zhazidong.

The survivors of the military fortress, including him, totaled 24 people.

The survivors of Zhazidong inherited the last wishes of the victims and used all their youth and blood to build a beautiful new China.

As a survivor, he should not live in such a muddle-headed way! He should live well for those who died and help them realize their unfinished ideals!

In this way, those people will not die in vain, and his life will have greater meaning.

…

The editor-in-chief of the People's Daily looked at the front-line application submitted on the terminal in astonishment. He lost his composure and raised his voice in disbelief to question Mo Mingrui, who was standing upright at the table, "Are you still going to the front line?"

Mo Mingrui said firmly: "Yes."

"Are you crazy? You just came out of the sanatorium!" The editor-in-chief said loudly: "In your current mental state, I can't let you go to the front line at all!"

Mo Mingrui pulled the corner of his mouth, his smile was bitter, and his eyes were serious: "Only by going to the front line can I live in peace." He closed his eyes, his expression gloomy: "Otherwise, sooner or later I will commit suicide."

The editor-in-chief was speechless.

After a while, he sighed heavily and waved his hand, "As long as you can convince your family, I won't care about you."

Mo Mingrui bowed deeply and said gratefully: "Thank you, editor-in-chief."

Looking at the young man's resolute back, the editor-in-chief couldn't help but ask: "What if you never come back?"

Mo Mingrui didn't even turn his head and said firmly: "Then you never come back!"①

The editor-in-chief sighed, already understood his ambition, and said nothing more.

He only hoped that the young blood could warm up this cold world.

He didn't want a quiet dawn.

I only wish that young people could live to see the sunrise at dawn.

...

When Liu Yinxiu came out of the library, it was already dark. If it weren't for his rumbling stomach, he would not have been willing to come out of the library.

After graduating from college, he took the history major of his school and studied history with Professor Hua Xiasheng.

From finance to history, the span is so large, and the employment direction suddenly becomes extremely narrow, but he does not regret it.

Because history is so interesting and fun.

Because someone needs to record this turbulent era.

…

Three days later, Le Jing got the call as he wished.

He leaned against the head of the bed, bent one leg, and asked leisurely: "It seems that you have figured it out."

The other party replied dryly: "Please cooperate with us."

"Plan?"

"It's very simple," the other party's next sentence sounded like the ravings of a madman: "If you kill the queen, the war will end."

Le Jing: …

He sneered, "You seem to be insulting my IQ."

"I'm not kidding, this plan is very likely!" The other party said hurriedly: "Listen, the queen hates you to the core. If you are arrested, in order to dig out the news from you, the queen will definitely meet you in person. At that time, it will be your chance to assassinate!"

"…I don't need to say, You also understand how many assumptions and loopholes there are in this plan, right? "

"But this is the most feasible plan! As for the loopholes, we can slowly improve them!"

Le Jing chuckled and said slowly: "I can agree to this plan, but you also have to show your sincerity - do you think that creating bloody incidents among us humans is your sincerity?"

"...What do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple, weaken the power of the Zerg to the greatest extent on the front battlefield. This should not be difficult for you, right?"

"...I can't make the decision on this matter. I need to ask my superiors for instructions."

Le Jing smiled: "I'll wait for you. Anyway...I'm not in a hurry." You are the ones who are in a hurry.

The author has something to say:

①If you never come back, then you never come back.

It comes from a netizen's re-creation of "The Legend of Wukong". The full text is:

"Great Sage, where are you going?"

"Tread on the South Sky and shatter the sky."

"If you never come back?"

"Then you never come back!"