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

There was a sigh in the barrage area, with some people sympathizing with the orcs, some standing up for them, and some condemning the high-ranking orcs who betrayed the orcs.

And to vindicate the orc general, the orcs hidden in the audience had red eyes.

The royal family, who were supposed to protect the orcs the most, hurt the orcs and even captured orcs on a large scale and sold them to alien planets. They never regarded the low-level orcs as their own people, not before and not now.

However, these alien races who had nothing to do with them and who had even just learned about their affairs were pitying their plight.

Even though the translated orc language looks so weird, the pity and sigh for the orcs are not fake.

On a distant planet, there are countless alien races who are angry about their experiences and are trying to give them advice. Some races are digging up their own historical pains to encourage the orcs, and some have ideas, although they are too far-fetched.

For example, an undercover agent kills the enemy, or disperses the tribe members and integrates them into other planets, or builds a group of robots to carry out suicide attacks.

The orcs left messages of thanks on the light screen. It turned out that they were not fighting alone. It turned out that there were some races that had experienced similar pasts as them. They worked hard and survived in the end.

Orcs can do it too, right? Their warriors are still working hard even though they have become slaves.

For a moment, in the Orc Star Base, the orcs who had lost confidence slowly ignited hope. At least they were still alive and there was still hope.

Qi Shan fell silent as he watched the overwhelming barrage of comments on the screen.

Youpu was a little confused: "And there are barrages from the Horned Tribe? Aren't they the main force causing trouble for the Orcs?"

Qio frowned: "Yes, it always feels weird to see their encouragement."

Kuka smiled and said, "Those who speak may not necessarily be those who advocate war from the Pointed Horns. They may also be aliens from the Pointed Horns. However, most civilians just want to live a good life. It's just that they have no right to speak."

But sometimes, when resources are insufficient and there are too many tribesmen, war is the best way to divert conflicts.

Qi Shan propped up his chin and watched the comments flash by: "Although they are from different planets and races, maybe one day these alien races that encouraged them will become enemies, but I think most of them are the same in terms of the intolerance of witnessing the massacre."

While eating the meat, one cannot bear to hear the last cry of life. Even a ferocious beast will have mercy on food at certain times.

On the barren planet, some abandoned larvae are lucky enough to be picked up by lactating wild beasts. At least they are safe until the mother beast's nursing period ends.

Even on a desolate planet where insects eat insects, there is a tacit agreement not to eat cubs and lactating mothers.

The emotions of life are so complicated.

The system quietly appeared with a small cube body, lying on Qi Shan's shoulder: (Cruelty and mercy coexist, disaster and hope go hand in hand, this is the most wonderful thing about intelligent creatures.)

He produced a small handkerchief and wiped his eyes: (Even I feel heartbroken. My poor data head has finally made a model of the orc cub. The code is messy. I haven’t even started working on it yet. Now, orc slaves have appeared. I can’t go online for a while.)

Otherwise, it would be bad if the orcs misunderstood that New Century Company supported the orcs becoming slaves.

I swear to God, he just wanted to put some orc cubs in there because he saw Qi Shan liked furry things. But just as he had planned it, the orc slave incident happened.

Qi Shan glanced sideways.

The system sensed Qi Shan's gaze: (What's wrong, Ashan?)

(Xiao Xi, your emotions seem to be getting richer and richer.)

(Really? That’s good~) The system jumped happily on Qi Shan’s shoulders.

(Didn’t they say before that there was an invasion of strange data? Have you found it?) Qi Shan asked.

The system stopped. (I still haven't found any trace of this, and the background data hasn't changed. I wonder if it's an illusion.)

(It shouldn't be) Qi Shan frowned, (Since it was only discovered once, it must be very good at hiding. It's normal that we can't find any trace of it.)

(That’s true. I’ll go check it out and strengthen my defense at the same time.) After saying that, the small cube disappeared into the air.

Only Qi Shan could see the appearance of the entire system.

"Lanlan? What's wrong?" Bene noticed that Qi Shan's expression was not right and asked worriedly.

Qi Shan: "Hmm? I'm fine."

I thought to myself that I must quickly collect the molecular machines and complete the body of the system. Currently there are too few molecular machines, not enough to form a skeleton, let alone engrave runes.

Without these, even if the system has an external body, it is still the same as being in the star network, without protection.

Unfortunately, molecular machines are too rare. After seven years of collecting, I am still missing one.

Not even close.

Qi Shan closed his eyes, suppressed the impatience and anxiety that felt like tens of thousands of ants crawling around in his chest, and told himself that there was no time to rush.

Most of the top executives knew about his acquisition of Molecular Machinery. If he was too hasty, some people would suspect what he was doing, or deliberately conceal the truth or raise the price too much.

It's okay if the price is raised, he can accept it, but he is afraid that there are people hiding something and using this as an advantage to negotiate with him.

Who knows when that bug will need to negotiate terms with him? The other party can wait, but he can't.

Alas, this is what happens when good things come to those who wait.

"Qishan?" Youpu felt that the insects around him were not in a good mood, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just thinking about something."

Youpu glanced at the comments and thought he was feeling bad for the orcs, so he consoled him, "The orcs have become what they are today because of their racial problems. Even if it doesn't explode now, it will explode in the future."

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment before he realized that Youpu was comforting him. He couldn't help but laugh. Did he look like a kind insect? He thought he was quite cold-blooded.

Only now that he has no worries about food and clothing does he pay more attention to it. In the past, even if an orc died in front of him, he would only care about whether there was a reward for rescuing the orc, or worry about whether the smell of blood would attract other hunters.

Kuka agreed, "It used to be very popular among orcs from top to bottom to raise elves. Many orcs would even buy an elf as soon as they became rich to show their status. Although they are living a miserable life now, it is actually just the orc royal family imposing the same fate on the orcs as the elves did."

Was the situation of the elves better than that of the orcs today?

It was just that the orcs' affairs were too outrageous, and coupled with the rare live broadcast of an interstellar banquet, it became known to the public.

Bene nodded while chewing on some dried meat: "I am more inclined to think it is retribution. Hiss, something is stuck in my teeth."

The black crow behind him took out a toothpick, and it was obvious that this was not his first time using it.

As a former victim, Qio said: "Indeed, racial factors account for a large part. Generally speaking, even if it is a civil war, it would not reach this point."

The elves had experienced divisions before, and even with their technological development, they were not as good as the orcs in communicating with the outside world, and they had not reached the point of life and death.