Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

"Thank you~" Qi Shan took the plate. His sense of taste was lighter than that of ordinary Zerg, and Qio and the others already knew that.

Every time a new product is made, one part is from Youpu and one part is from Qishan. The method is the same, but the amount used is different.

"Based on the different races, the elders of the tribe also proposed that each race has its own standard for sweetness."

Qi Shan nodded secretly. It was a good suggestion. Different races had different sweetness levels. Otherwise, the slightly sweet taste of the Zerg might be difficult for other races to swallow.

If we only focus on the Zerg, wouldn't we lose a larger market? You know, although the Zerg is strong, their number is considered a rare race in the universe.

Half of the money the elves earn goes into his pocket, so of course he is happy that he has such a broad vision.

"Qiao, if the Orcs can pay enough, the Zerg will agree to help them. I won't object." Youpu suddenly spoke, looking at Qio with seriousness in his eyes.

Although Qio is under his protection, he will not stop the Zerg from taking in the Orks.

Qio was stunned. He didn't expect Youpu to explain to him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Sir, please don't worry about me. The disaster of the elves is caused by stagnation. The evils committed by the orcs against us, the elves will get back on their own."

The kindness and purity of elves are only reserved for friends.

Do you really think that elves don’t bear grudges? Elves that died at the hands of orcs, elves that were auctioned off openly, and elves that were secretly slaughtered after the Zerg ordered their return.

The Mother Tree will remember their crimes, and the Elves will never forget.

After the orcs began to decline, the elves, while busy developing themselves, also secretly intervened, accelerating the orcs' decline.

The fish on the chopping board now is not the elves, but the orcs.

There are too many races in the universe. Except for the Zerg, who can say that they have enough resources?

As long as they show some signs of decline, they will naturally be eaten by nearby races.

Qio didn't mind the Zerg taking in the orcs. Yes, it was taking in, not subordinating. After leaving home, he stayed with Youpu and gradually learned what political needs meant.

He paid attention to the news about the orcs intentionally or unintentionally. In addition, he also checked all the races near the Elf Star and learned a lot of news that the elves didn't know.

Youpu knew his behavior, or rather, it was Youpu who guided him to pay attention to these things.

The information that the elves cannot obtain is no longer a secret to the Zerg, and can even be considered useless information.

It was this useless news that helped the elves, a race that was oppressed to the point of collapse, to slowly gain a foothold.

Not only did they gain the foundation to survive, but they even developed subsidiary professions and had closer relations with the Zerg.

At least the food of the elves is liked by many Zergs, and it is no longer the air that no Zerg will notice if it disappears.

Youpu raised the corner of his lips. He was very satisfied with Qio's answer. Compared with the simple and a little stupid Elf Prince in the past, the current Qio was more like a racial heir.

There is hatred between races, but we should not be blinded by hatred. It is better to let them linger on than to simply destroy them.

Not killing all the enemies is a good way to maintain a good reputation of a race. For example, when the Zerg changed from genocide to repelling enemies with absolute force and collecting compensation, other races simply lost the courage to fight.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you are strong enough, otherwise you may end up playing with fire and getting burned.

As long as there is enough benefit, hatred can be put aside for the time being, and developing oneself is the key.

Once you become strong, all humiliation can be repaid double.

Qio already understood this, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the orcs had changed from simple hatred to indifference.

The orcs were already miserable enough, without him having to put in any more effort.

As the heir of a race, it is good that he is rational enough. At least he won't lose face when he goes out.

Chio smiled brilliantly. Of course, he would never let you down.

Qi Shan curled the corners of his mouth and touched Xiaoye casually. Children away from home always make rapid progress, and the same goes for elves.

His good mood stopped at the moment he saw Morga. Qi Shan knew that the theme of the banquet was pets, and he also saw many strange pets on the road, but he didn't expect to see orcs among the pets.

And there were quite a few of them, including adult orcs, cubs, females and males, of all kinds, wearing the highest-end custom-made clothes. They were more splendid and healthier than the three orcs who came from afar, but their spirits were not as good.

The ignorant cub was playing in the arms of its owner, and the adult orcs avoided his sight in pain, not daring to look him in the eye.

No matter how gorgeously they dress or how healthy they are, they cannot avoid the collar and chain around their necks.

"Orcs are also considered pets?" Qi Shan frowned. Intelligent races can also be treated as pets?

"Strictly speaking, you can't." Youpu looked away in disdain. "Besides, isn't it perverted to keep an intelligent species as a pet?"

"Yes, it's quite perverted," a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Mr. Kuka? You're here too."

The person who came was Kuka, he smiled and waved.

The guards around him knew Kuka and reluctantly let him get within three meters of His Excellency, but then they stopped him.

He was allowed in only after the two Excellencies agreed.

"Yes, sir," Kuka said with a smile, "Mukafa will certainly not miss such a grand banquet."

"You don't have to be with your tribe?" Youpu raised his chin and pointed at a group of insects not far away that were looking at this side.

They were whispering something and seemed very excited.

Kuka took a look and said, "No, they are not unweaned little bug cubs, and I believe that they would rather go out and have a look by themselves than stay with me, and..."

Kuka saluted gracefully and said, "Building good relations with the two Excellencies is more important than enjoying the banquet."

"You are quite direct," Youpu raised his eyebrows, but he didn't hate it. After all, the female insects that approached them basically had the same idea, but they just concealed it or not.

Compared to the poor acting, Kuka, who made his intentions clear and whose words and actions were more in line with his taste, was not disliked.

Kuka maintained his unchanging smile, and during the treatment, he had already realized that Youpu treated him as a substitute for an unknown insect, and during occasional conversations, he would reveal a hint of appreciation and guilt.

But so what? He is not simply obsessed with the only young insect. The instincts of building nests and marking territories are almost gone in them. The feelings between adult insects are more complicated, and they need to know how to ignore and make choices.

Therefore, Youpu has a higher tolerance for him and will be more nice to him when he occasionally finds that his transference is too serious.

That's enough for an unequal relationship.

He was happy to deliberately play the role of the shadow that made Youpu feel guilty in front of Youpu.

A qualified businessman and a qualified clan leader must learn to let go of emotions and maximize profits.