War garbage collection system

After a day and night of discussion, Han Xing and Xiao Wulang still felt that it was not safe enough.

So he called together his military advisors and began to discuss and formulate various plans for several days and nights.

Half a year later, Han Xing's six clones finally set off, each with an ocean-going fleet.

At this moment, in a corner of the deck, several naval soldiers were chatting.

"Boss, what do you think? Is this order from the God of War real? Can we really marry several wives in the future?"

"This must be true! When has Lord God of War ever lied to us?"

"Hehehe! This has never happened before. As far as I can remember, as long as the Lord God of War has promised something, there is nothing he can't do."

"Then what are you afraid of? Why? Are you thinking about love now?"

"Boss, how can this be possible! Don't I feel a little weird?"

"Oh? What are you wondering about?"

"Boss, do you think there will be so many women overseas? Don't let that happen and you won't be able to find a wife."

"That's impossible. Lord God of War won't lie to us. At worst, we can just kill the husbands of those women."

"Hahaha! Boss, your idea is really fresh and unconventional. You have come up with such a good idea. Kill their husbands? Hehehe!"

"Brothers, I don't think so. I'm afraid this is what Lord God of War needs us to do!

It’s just that he is not willing to say it clearly.

Brothers, who are we? We are soldiers. If we are soldiers, we must fight. Everyone, please think carefully! "

"Huh? It's true!

But that's not right! We should only be considered bodyguards, right? Those who go to other continents with us to do business are the leaders, right? "

"You are so naive.

Have you never seriously observed those so-called businessmen?

One of those businessmen can beat ten of us. Think about it carefully, do those businessmen still need our protection?

If you don't believe it, ask the boss if he can beat one of the businessmen?"

"Hey, what do you mean? Are they..."

"Okay, brothers, stop talking about it. It's a confidential matter. It's better not to talk about it in the future. Okay, let's go eat!"

At this moment, their boss quickly interrupted the navy soldier's words.

It seems that their remarks did indeed touch upon confidential issues.

"Old Song, you are so old, why do you still want to work in our industry?

Are you also coveting the order from the Lord God of War?"

"Xiao Liu! I've been a slave all my life and have never touched a woman!

Isn't this a great opportunity? I must give it a try."

"Old Song, in our own hometown, wouldn't the Daxia government also give you a wife?

Why are you doing such a dangerous thing? You should know that in our line of work, you may lose your life at any time!"

"Haha! Didn't Lord God of War say that anyone going overseas can marry several wives unconditionally?

Ladies and gentlemen, I am just trying to fulfill a dream I had when I was a kid."

"Hahaha, Lao Song, you are already so old, if you marry so many wives, will your body be able to handle it?

Don’t let the neighbor Lao Wang get away with it, brothers, don’t you agree? Hahaha…”

"..."

Old Song was a little speechless: Damn, I haven't even got my wife yet, and you guys are already planning on them, it's really...

"Hahaha! Xiaotong, I think you might be that Old Wang?

Hahaha! I think you have the most vulgar smile among all of us."

"Lao Liu, what are you talking about? I'm not as dirty as you say! It's not like I can't afford to marry a wife, so why would I steal someone else's wife?

Captain, Lao Liu framed me, he…"

"Okay, all of you, stop talking.

Also, although Lao Song is old, his body can withstand such intense spy training, and he can easily beat ten people alone.

So whether Lao Song can marry more wives or not? And whether he can handle it or not? That is not something you should consider or worry about.

All right, everyone come here, let's start training, training on the issues of our respective industries."

"Yes, Captain."

The above is the discussion among some people going out to sea. After all, they are still doing it for profit.

Without interests, no one would take their own life lightly.

Only when the benefits are great enough will some greedy people be willing to carry out such dangerous tasks.

After all, greed is the driving force for progress!

There are only a very small number of people who are truly willing to sacrifice their lives for their beliefs, and among them are our revolutionary martyrs.

……

Two years later, on the vast ocean, there were more than a dozen luxury cruise ships and six warships sailing leisurely.

These are nearly 20 super cruise ships and warships returning to the Great Xia Empire from Continent No. . Their mission is to bring back the purchased slaves and passengers on the ship.

Since there is no clone on Continent No. 9 to preside over the work, there is naturally no airport. If the two continents want to communicate with each other, they can only take a boat.

There is an avatar going to the mainland to host the work, and there is a Korean star as a plug-in.

For him who owns the system and the space of the slave owner's manor, transferring population is not easy, and transporting huge amounts of materials is his strong point.

Of course, the main reason is that the aircraft produced are not enough, and there are not enough airports to build.

Things always have to be prioritized!

On the same day, the same scene happened on a super luxury cruise ship.

"Hey! You damn slave, why are you staring at me? Haven't you ever seen a noble as handsome as me?"

"My dear young master, I'm not staring at you! Are you mistaken...?"

"Damn it,... you dare to talk back?... I'll beat you to death,... who is... your classmate?... You are... a dead slave... you are worthy?... How can I..."

“…Ah!…Sir, please…stop hitting me,…please,…spare…me!…I will never…dare to do it again…wuwuwu!…”

The young nobleman was not willing to listen, so he stepped forward and kicked the slave to the ground, then beat him to death, until:

"Who dares to fight here? Come on, separate them quickly."

"Who? Who are you? Why are you pulling me away? Do you know who I am?"

"Yo, I don't care who you are. As long as there is a fight on the cruise ship, we have to intervene. This is our duty."

"Damn it! I'm a count. How dare you touch me? Let me go..."

"Guards, if he resists again, he will be killed immediately!"

"Yes, Captain, ... Bang! ... Bang! ..."

"Ah!... You... actually... dare to hit me?... I tell... you,... you are... in trouble.... Ah!... You... bastards.... Ah!... Your Highness... please save me...."

So, next, there were two people lying on the ground with bruised faces and noses. One was a nobleman, the other was a slave. There was no difference at all.

After a moment of chaos, the little prince had someone call the captain of the ship over.

"Okay, now, both of you tell me, what's going on? Why are you fighting?"

"No reason, I just can't stand this kid. How can our former slaves go to school with us? And wear such nice clothes.

Even eating with us nobles, I really can't stand it."

"So this is why you hit someone?"