StarCraft: The Sickly Female Supporting Character Pulls Out the Weeping Willow

Chapter 191 Oh my God, there is no one to succeed me

Chapter 191

There was a strange smile in Su Ting's eyes.

Everyone knew that this baby-faced man had murderous intentions.

He grinned, and this smile ruined the beauty of Su Ting's face.

From a still and pretty baby-faced boy, he transformed into a ferocious beast.

"I think it's better to kill him."

He rolled his neck, feeling the urge to act now.

"I don't believe they didn't touch the planet's resources."

With so many people trying to survive, there will definitely be trades.

A habitable planet with many minerals and other resources.

Trading with alien planets or even alien galaxies is equivalent to plundering the resources of the young lady.

It's almost like affecting their interests.

Su Ting felt uncomfortable if he didn't die.

They are the only ones who rob others, and they never accept such a huge advantage taken away by others.

His mind is so small that it can be ignored.

Xie Mang: "..."

This guy.

"Check it out."

He warned: "Don't act rashly for now."

"With a million people, there's no guarantee there aren't people more powerful than you. Be careful."

"I understand." After getting the boss's permission, Su Ting finally felt relieved.

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"I am not interested."

Capital Star, Northum Castle.

Niya looked at the people in front of her and gave her own answer.

The visitor is the Minister of State of the Xitu Galaxy.

The Xitu galaxy is also the ancestral star of the Northen family.

Many years ago, the ancestors of the Northen family came to the Star Alliance to work and settled here.

The family produced many talented people and soon became the cradle of the Chief Consul of the Star Alliance.

I never went back to the Xitu galaxy.

The throne was handed over to other members of the Northum family.

These people suddenly appeared because the Northen family on the ancestral planet had no successors.

I ran to the capital planet in the hope that he could return to inherit the throne.

Niya wasn't interested.

The leader frowned slightly. If he was unwilling to go back, the Xitu galaxy would be in trouble.

"why?"

The old man said, "I heard that you serve in the Star Alliance, but your position is not high. If you return with us to the West Tu System and ascend the throne, you can easily enter the Senate and directly serve as a member of the Star Alliance."

Niya naturally knew this.

However, his ambition is not just to be a member of parliament.

"The Northen family of the Capital Star has produced dozens of archons."

His features were expressionless, showing no emotion.

"If I go back to be your king, I'll only be a member of the Senate for the rest of my life. It's because the Northen family in the Xitu galaxy can't find someone to inherit the throne."

If one wants to run for the Chief Consul of the Star Alliance, he must resign from his position as the King of the Galaxy, and at the same time, he must leave his own galaxy and change his nationality.

"My ultimate ambition is to be the chief minister, not a member of parliament."

Hearing Niya's words, the ministers on the opposite side looked at each other in confusion.

No one spoke for a moment.

If it is someone else, I can still persuade them with a few words.

But what this person wants is the position of chief executive.

Indeed, this position is more powerful than the king of the galaxy.

But, what about the Xitu galaxy?
Seeing their predicament, Niya didn't want to make things difficult for them.

"My group has been separated from the Xitu Galaxy for too long, and it's difficult to integrate with them."

"No one stipulates that the management of the galaxy must be in the hands of the Northen family."

He crossed his legs, his eyes steady. "You can choose a new king."

As soon as he finished speaking, the oldest man stood up suddenly with a serious expression.

"No."

He frowned, "You should know that such a decision could destroy the Xitu Galaxy."

They know only too well how cruel the struggle for power is.

If the royal power falls into the hands of others, or even to the point where it can be chosen arbitrarily, the entire Xitu galaxy will definitely be engulfed in war in an instant.

Most people cannot resist the temptation of power.

Even with the constraints of the Star Alliance, others will not take advantage of this time, and it will greatly weaken the development of the Xitu galaxy itself.

Niya raised her eyebrows and smiled ostentatiously.

"Want me to name your name?"

Several old men suddenly fell silent.

This person seems to have no idea about the throne.

The leading elder sighed and said, "If the Northen family in the Xitu galaxy hadn't really run out of available personnel, we wouldn't have come to you and made things difficult for you."

"The late king had only five children, and the most ambitious of them, Her Royal Highness the Princess, passed away due to illness. Otherwise, she would have succeeded to the throne."

"Among the three princes, the eldest prince left the galaxy a hundred years ago. While traveling, he met a woman he loved and settled in another galaxy. He refused to return."

"The Second Prince's talent and aptitude are very ordinary..."

Niya listened quietly.

This "very ordinary" should be added with a little filter.

Probably a jerk.

"The little prince has been living with the sick late queen on the sanatorium planet and has no interest in the throne."

"This remaining little princess is the second prince's sibling from the same mother, but she's even more absurd than the second prince..."

The old man's eyes were almost filled with pleading, "If there was any way, none of us would have come to you."

The Northen family has been in charge of the Xitu galaxy for nearly 100,000 years. If they really want to change the king, the consequences are beyond their imagination.

Niya still felt nothing when she heard this.

"There's no way I'm going to go back with you and wait for a table."

As he spoke, the disappointment in the eyes of the old men was too obvious.

"but……"

As the subject changed, the eyes of several old fellows suddenly lit up.

The transformation was so fast that it seemed like a piece of cake.

"I do have a younger sister."

The old man in the lead felt relieved.

He asked expectantly, "I wonder where the little princess is?"

After all, the Northen family originated from the Xitu galaxy, and these people have worked hard for the Northen family and the entire galaxy for at least two or three hundred years.

Is he really going to watch them crying and begging in front of him?
He's not that cold-blooded.

In front of several people, he began to contact Ye Yao.

In the interstellar world, there is no saying that the throne can be passed down to males but not females.

But unlike the Witton galaxy, it has been the Queen's inheritance from beginning to end.

Other galaxies don't care about their children, they only choose the one with the most outstanding ability.

"What's going on?" Ye Yao appeared in front of everyone. "We just chatted until midnight last night."

Niya saw her look and asked, "Ready to sleep?"

It's night time over there.

According to the time difference between the Capital Star and Cangyuan Star, it was a little after 10 o'clock in the morning here, and around 8 o'clock in the evening there, which was not yet time for her to go to bed.

The time difference between the two places is not fixed.

Ye Yao sat cross-legged on the bed and said, "It's not time yet. I was just playing games. What's going on with you? Is your job not going well?"

Just asking, what else can I do with her at this time?

"very smooth."

Niya turned the screen and looked at the five or six old men opposite her.

The younger ones here are over 300 years old, and the older ones are over 400 years old.

"They are the ministers of the Xitu system."

Ye Yao: Hello, hey, hey, dear old friends, have you ever heard of the saying, "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all of different species?"

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