The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Three sentences to summarize a small-scale war: The Baron felt that he had the advantage, and the little piercer attacked, and Vlad Tsepesh did not have enough time to say GG.

Li Cang's attitude towards this surprise sponsor who not only brought money, equipment and pets but also a bunch of indignant friends was doting. The reason why Tsepesh did not have enough time to repent was not because of his ideological awareness, but because Miss Heathmore's timing was very unfortunate.

Tsepesh, who was almost biologically dead, suddenly experienced such a large-scale social death. His mental state can no longer be described in simple words. The complexity of the two blood-red big eyes is more than enough to draw a fan-shaped statistical chart——

Glory and love fell at the same time, how unfair the heaven is to me!

When the star-gate-like prayer-recalling corridor of light appeared and disappeared, the flowers and cotton candy islands, lucky white doves, hot air balloons, banners, salutes, ribbons, and flower rain bloomed romantically and magnificently, and that was when little Tsepesh was pressed to the ground and rubbed.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and romance and social death were entangled in a quantum superposition state.

Miss Heathmore has long red hair as bright as the stars, and her eyes are even a little bit deep red. Lao Wang doesn't know if there is such a person in the world. He has a connection that it may be related to the ability to pray.

"Well, then, welcome home?"

To the returning Miss Heathmore and the Heathmore family who appeared almost at the same time to welcome the team, Mr. Cang, who is socially phobic but not completely socially phobic, threw out a puzzling question sentence.

"Huh?" Miss Heathmore's expression was a little mechanical and dull: "Thank you, it's refreshing."

The recall was initiated by the Heathmore family. The dynamics of the "Star Gate" were naturally controlled by them. It was very reasonable to appear at the end of the Star Gate. So it was also normal that their welcoming team included almost all the nobles of the Monroe Islands, right?

But when Old Tsepesh and some of the others saw Miss Heathmore officially return to Monroe with Sky Island and their little bastard was pressed to the ground and beaten, everything normal became abnormal. Their mood at this time was too complicated.

"What are you doing?"

"Release Baron Tsepesh!"

"Young man, I advise you to calm down and don't try to hurt anyone!"

No matter how powerful a person is, they will panic when their children's lives are in the hands of others. They will panic to the point that their hands will tremble and their mouths will be sloppy and they can't even say a harsh word.

Old Tsepesh was not very old, in his 50s, and he did not look like the slave trader he had heard about. Instead, he looked like an old Junker nobleman, and his every move was calm, cautious, and dignified: "Brave orbital traveler, I am Tsepesh, no matter what happened, in Monroe, we have always had a fine tradition of redeeming captives. I hope to gain something from you, that is, more understanding, and your understanding will be exchanged for generous compensation."

Anyway, the translator translated it just like that, and Li Cang and the others could still understand the general meaning, but it sounded awkward.

"Old Biden is really good at using words. The translator is so poor that it can't even do it. Are you talking about the ransom?"

The translator was not very smart and directly amplified the words through the tweeter. Lao Wang's low-level speech, which was obviously a glitch in quality education, immediately made everyone's face black. However, when they saw another young man standing in the C position with impeccable appearance and smiling in line with social expectations, they felt that there was a way and chose to endure it temporarily.

"I refuse."

The smile of Lao Tsepesh froze on his face, and everyone was confused. If you don't agree, why are you smiling?

"Do you know what you are saying?!"

"Young man, don't reject our sincerity because of anger."

"Friend."

Li Cang waved his hand: "Lao Wang, tell them the process."

Lao Wang, a how are you type of player, puts unprecedented pressure on the translator. His language management level, including his mother and grass, and occasionally a few ancestral tablets, is really vivid and infectious. Didn't you see that the eyes of the people on the other side were moved to red?

"Teacher Cang, what do you think?"

"That's awesome!"

After Lao Wang finished speaking, Monroe's party was silent, or rather, they were shocked by the stupid behavior of Little Tsepesh.

In their opinion, although these young people were too young (cough, this was probably seen from Lao Wang's professional level), they lived up to the stereotype of track subordinates being brave, powerful, and intolerant of insults. Most importantly, they seemed reasonable.

Little Tsepesh unilaterally asked the track subordinates to change the track without the knowledge of the Heathmore family to welcome the return of Miss Heathmore, which was already a behavior that was rude, extremely rude, and despicable. Can you change the itinerary of the track line at will with a bag of gold coins? Ridiculous!

All of the more than 4,000 knights under Little Tsepesh were captured, but the casualties were less than a fraction.

What is this?

This is the most gentlemanly and restrained performance, this is the most classical chivalry, and the other party has every reason to bring everyone's body to ask for ransom!

Then what?

What did the other party get?

What he got was the most despicable and shameless sneak attack by Little Tsepesh, who had no aristocratic manners, violated Monroe's code of conduct, and directly ambushed the track line!

You said you would have a sneak attack, so just do it, but the sneak attack failed, you said you failed, then you failed, and yet you were captured on the spot in full view of everyone.

As an outsider, the other party has shown a certain degree of respect for Monroe's rules and is very polite, but you yourself are breaking the rules!

Now, the other party feels that he has suffered a humiliation that can only be washed away with blood. Don’t you want a war? Then I will give you a war!

No matter how Munro tried to quibble, the other party's behavior could only be described in two words: reasonable! Well-founded and reasonable!

The rules are set by oneself, and Shuanghuanglian must be swallowed no matter how bitter it is.

Behind his back, Old Tsepesh's teeth were almost broken. He suppressed his anger and had to keep himself as calm and kind as possible: "I——"

"You're a cunt!"

Lao Wang didn't even have to act, he acted like a real angry gangster, and he directly interrupted Lao Tsepesh's words rudely and sprayed wildly with a gun and a stick.

Li Cang at least still cares about the issue of maximizing interests. Lao Wang is a complete "idealist", but his idealism is a bit special. I will insult anyone who dares to insult me. If a dog bites me, I will You all have to take a bite of your hair and go home.

He doesn't even care about bullshit ransom money.

Why would you give me something that I can steal for free? I can't take this breath! Now it has nothing to do with the facts. It's your dog's attitude that's wrong!

There’s no acting skills at all, it’s all about emotion!