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With Cheng Han's order.

The people in the restaurant quickly left, leaving only the City Lord.

Of course.

Qian Qingqing was also present.

The City Lord had thought that this very young-looking big shot would definitely ask about the Avengers Cult.

However.

The reality surprised him.

The big shot was not interested in the Avengers at all.

Instead, he asked another question: "If a large-scale conscription of Qingluo people is carried out to the battlefield, based on your personal experience, what is the maximum conscription ratio that can be achieved in the most extreme situation?"

The City Lord was stunned: "Huh?"

Cheng Han said to himself: "The conscription should be of the young and middle-aged Qingluo people, who are the essence of the Qingluo race and the future of the Qingluo race.

"If they are quickly consumed on the battlefield, it can greatly weaken the potential of the Qingluo people and reduce the resistance of this world."

The City Lord listened with a bewildered expression.

Qian Qingqing couldn't help but nod.

In her heart, she felt that her fiancé's method was very clever.

After all, any race must have a group of people who are unwilling to be inferior to others.

This is an indelible nature and the root cause of the birth of the Avengers Cult.

Instead of putting out fires everywhere, painstakingly suppressing the Avengers Cult, and then another Avengers Alliance pops up, endlessly.

It's better to strike at the root of the problem and send the most rebellious Qingluo youth to the battlefield to be consumed as cannon fodder, which is more convenient.

On the other hand.

Once the essence of the Qingluo people is greatly reduced, the speed at which the Wanhao race completely integrates this world will be further accelerated.

At this time.

The City Lord came back to his senses and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, please allow me to think about it."

Cheng Han said with a smile: "Don't feel any pressure, think carefully and give me an answer."

The City Lord quickly responded: "Thank you for your leniency."

Qian Qingqing glanced at her fiancé and suddenly felt that he was more and more like a true superior.

Not someone who only has the name of a superior.

But a hero of the Wanhao race, the towering tree that supports the prosperity of the race.

This made her feel a strong sense of pride.

A full half minute passed.

After some thought, the City Lord finally gave an answer: "Your Excellency, in the most extreme case, a ratio of 40% to 50% is the most appropriate."

Cheng Han did not speak, but only showed a listening expression.

The City Lord immediately explained: "Based on my 30 years of experience in governing the Qingluo world, the young and middle-aged population cannot be too small, otherwise many production activities will be affected.

"As long as about 50% of the young people are retained, it is enough to maintain the operation of a city and will not have a great impact on social order."

Cheng Han nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad!"

A ratio of 50% was higher than he had expected.

The City Lord's body leaned forward slightly: "You flatter me."

This person immediately proposed a poisonous plan: "Your Excellency, if you really want to conscript Qingluo people on a large scale, I have an idea."

He said quickly: "Each city can set up a conscription office, and then appoint Qingluo people who are friendly to our race as members.

"These people are more familiar with the situation of the Qingluo race, they will definitely find ways to eliminate dissidents and conscript Qingluo people who are hostile to our race on a large scale.

"In this way, those who remain are good people who obey our race, and the dregs who like to cause trouble and sabotage are sent to the front line."

Cheng Han showed an appropriate look of appreciation: "This is a very good method!"

Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes, and felt that this old fellow's mind was really vicious.

Of course.

He is also a quite qualified Wanhao City Lord.

The City Lord was encouraged, and his tone became excited: "The conscription office can set up a reward for reporting, as long as those who report those who evade conscription, a certain amount of money or materials can be issued."

This guy said several things in a row.

Each one was not generally vicious, not only could it effectively conscript young and middle-aged people, but it also achieved the purpose of splitting the Qingluo ethnic group.

In short.

It's bad to the core.

But Cheng Han praised it greatly: "Very good!"

After chatting for a while.

The City Lord was invited out.

In the huge restaurant, only the couple was left.

Qian Qingqing asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly think of conscription?"

Cheng Han explained: "The situation in the Nanli Star Cluster is very serious, and the number of insect swarms is really too large.

"Although Heavenly Slayer God Lord has transferred a large amount of military force from the Cloud Sea World, the strength of our race is still seriously insufficient.

"If a large number of Qingluo people are conscripted, it can not only alleviate the shortage of troops on the front line, but also consume the strength of the rebels."

He paused and said: "In addition, this is also a proactive measure."

Cheng Han's expression became serious: "I have always worried that in the all-out war with the Cataclysmic Insect Swarm, our race may encounter continuous failures in the early stage.

"Once this bad situation occurs, resistance incidents will increase sharply, whether it is in the Qingluo world or other worlds controlled by our race.

"And conscripting people from these small worlds in advance and weakening the power of these races will greatly reduce the impact on the Wanhao race in the future."

Qian Qingqing listened with admiration: "This is a visionary decision!"

She couldn't help but sigh: "You worry about too many things."

Cheng Han smiled slightly: "The great disaster is coming, this is the duty of every Wanhao race."

Qian Qingqing agreed very much: "Yes! Only by uniting can the Wanhao people survive this catastrophe."

Cheng Han changed the subject: "Do you want to know why the Qingluo people have never been able to give birth to gods?"

It is not convenient to tell the City Lord such secret knowledge.

But Qingqing is his wife, so it doesn't matter to talk about it.

Qian Qingqing's beautiful eyes flashed with a desire for knowledge: "You said earlier that the Qingluo people have not cultivated real divine objects, is there a problem with this?"

Cheng Han smiled: "Of course."

He added: "It's more than just a problem that divine objects have not been born for hundreds of thousands of years, it's a big problem."

Qian Qingqing asked: "What's the problem?"

Cheng Han did not answer immediately, but first asked a question: "What do you think the divine object belonging to the Qingluo people should be like?"

Qian Qingqing fell into contemplation.

Her eyes glanced outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and she suddenly remembered the starry sky that her fiancé had just talked about, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind: "Heavenly Tower Qingluo!"

Since each Heavenly Tower Qingluo corresponds to a virtual star in the night sky.

Then, for this world, this giant tree must be a very important thing, so Heavenly Tower Qingluo probably has the potential to become a divine tree.

Cheng Han laughed: "That's right!"

He then said: "In the absence of external interference, it is unlikely that Heavenly Tower Qingluo will not be able to give birth to a divine tree in the long years of hundreds of thousands of years."

Qian Qingqing understood the meaning of "external interference" and asked: "Did the Wanhao race secretly interfere?"

Cheng Han nodded: "The power of the Wanhao Divine Banyan can sense every divine tree that is about to be born.

"Whenever a divine tree is about to appear in the Qingluo world, various unexpected events will occur to prevent the birth of the divine tree."

The "unexpected events" were said in a particularly heavy tone.

Obviously.

This is by no means an accident.

But the Wanhao people secretly sabotaged it.

Qian Qingqing couldn't help laughing: "So, the strong men of our Wanhao race have been paying attention to the situation in the Qingluo world for a long time?"

From this point of view.

What her fiancé said earlier, that "he only entered the Qingluo world a few thousand years ago", was undoubtedly a lie.

Cheng Han had a matter-of-fact tone: "How can others be allowed to sleep soundly beside our bed! The Qingluo world is next to the Wanhao race's territory, of course our race will not allow the birth of a divine tree."

Qian Qingqing nodded: "That makes sense."

It is entirely conceivable.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the divine-level powerhouses of the Wanhao race have entered the Qingluo world to sabotage it countless times, and the Qingluo world powerhouses who were secretly killed are probably not a few.

Cheng Han also revealed a big secret: "The source profound crystals that can be born in the Source Energy Abyss are limited, and with one more competitor, the source profound crystals obtained by the Divine Banyan will be less."

Qian Qingqing was both surprised and suddenly realized: "No wonder you said that divine objects are related to the birth of divine-level powerhouses."

Cheng Han said sternly: "This world has always been very cruel."

Qian Qingqing sighed: "Yes!"