Killing enemies increases your attributes and you rise from cannon fodder!

"Decisive enough!"

Li Feng was surprised and delighted when he received the news forwarded by Jiang Wanxin, which was the news that Meiyin had heard from Peter's flying magic weapon.

What was shocking was that one was level 72 and the other was level 71, and they were from the Winged Clan, which was stronger than the other races of the same level. It was already difficult enough to kill them.

Beard and Boyce actually planned to bet their entire fortune on a big bet.

Use your connections to get a group of high-level alien slaves, set up restrictions in advance, and set up an ambush on the mothership No. 5.

The good news is that if we can kill and harvest them all, it will mean a large amount of attribute values ​​will come to us.

Li Feng came to the lounge next door and entered Butler's flying magic weapon.

Butler and a group of second-class alien people and alien slaves who were practicing thought that some action was taking place and hurriedly ended their practice.

"Butler, Balk..."

Li Feng asked, "Does anyone here know a high-level, second-class alien who is above level 75, good at attacking, and has not been called to join the parliament or the military, nor has he signed an employment contract with an interstellar family?"

Balke and others all turned their eyes to Butler.

The meaning is very clear, they are not qualified to have any relationship with a strong person of this level.

Only Butler from Class of 73 had the chance to meet him.

Butler shook his head slightly, his face showing difficulty as he said, "Second-class citizens like us are subject to extremely strict monitoring and control. The higher the level of strength of the second-class citizens, the less frequent contact they are allowed to have with each other.

In order to avoid being used as a handle by the interstellar family to threaten them in the long term and force them to sign employment contracts, subordinates rarely get to know and make friends with second-class people of the same level.

The subordinate only knows a second-class alien of level 76, but he is a weapon refiner and does not have many means of attack.

Your reaction and attack speed must be faster than your subordinates, but the power of your attack may not be stronger than theirs."

"He hasn't been called to join the parliament, the military, or signed a mercenary contract with an interstellar family or force?"

Li Feng's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently.

Just better than Butler.

If one doesn't work, two at the same time will always be fine.

What's more, the other party is a weapon refiner.

A level 76 weapon refiner.

He was worried that his strength level was increasing too quickly and the quality of his magic weapon could not keep up.

Recruit a second-class citizen of a foreign race who can do two jobs!

"no!"

Butler answered in the affirmative.

After a slight hesitation, he explained, "Moli is a descendant of the royal family of the Qidiao tribe. When he was young, he witnessed the invasion and conquest of the Qidiao tribe by the Human Federation.

Because the Qidiao tribe is a large race, the Human Federation has spent thousands of years trying to control and reduce the population of the Qidiao tribe, weakening the average talent accumulated by the Qidiao tribe over hundreds of thousands of years of development.

By now, the Qidiao tribe's genius had dwindled, and their population was less than 30% of its original size. Moli hated the Human Federation to the core, and while he dared not resist, he refused to serve the Council or the military unless they forcibly conscripted him according to federal law, nor would he be employed by any interstellar family or force.

Most of his cultivation resources came from high-level second-class aliens who asked him to help refine magic weapons.

If not, with his talent, he would have most likely reached level 80 or above."

Li Feng frowned slightly.

With the huge advantage of his rapidly increasing strength level, he only needs to focus on immediate interests without considering future interests.

As long as it can greatly help the current development, looking across the federation, even the nine giants may not have the courage to make his offer.

I'm not afraid of not being able to get this Moli.

What really worried him was that Moli came from a big race.

A large race must have at least one king above level 90.

The Human Federation will definitely not kill beings of this level.

When they invaded the Qidiao tribe in large numbers, they must have used the double pressure of the safety of the entire Qidiao tribe and the high-level second-class people who could suppress or beat him up to force the Qidiao King to sign a cooperation contract.

Let this King of Strange Marten become one of the secret weapons or trump cards of the Human Federation.

The lifespan of a strong person above level ninety is as long as hundreds of thousands of years.

King Qi Diao is still alive, and I'm afraid that just a word from him would make Moli do what he said at the risk of his life.

In other words, even if you sign a Heavenly Dao Contract with Moli, it is not safe.

In order to avoid the abuse of power and the mobilization of secret weapons and trump cards to eliminate dissidents, this level of alien king must be jointly authorized by the nine giants before it can be mobilized.

And there are strict limits on the scope of use.

But if the entire parliament wanted to suppress him, there would definitely be no problem in having Moli act as an insider through King Qi Diao.

Fortunately, with some precautions taken in advance, it is not a big hidden danger.

Don't put Moli on the F369 star. Just arrange a Meizu to keep an eye on it later. Maybe it can play an unexpected role.

After much deliberation, Li Feng instructed Butler, "Go find Mo Li. Only conceal my strength level and abilities. Tell him everything else directly and invite him to come and help."

You can sign a one-month Heavenly Dao Contract, and the relevant memories will be cleared after the contract ends.

The basic salary is a space magic weapon that we obtained when we attacked and killed the Earl of the Winged Clan. After completing this operation, you can also get the same contribution share of the spoils as you.

Afterwards, he can decide for himself whether he is willing to sign another contract to refine and transform the magic weapon. The content of the contract is up to him.

"Sir, this reward is too high..."

Butler and a group of second-class aliens all stared at Li Feng with eyes wide open, their eyes full of heartache and reluctance.

The biggest gain of their trip to the Wing Clan's territorial area was the assassination of two Wing Clan earls and the acquisition of almost all their resources and treasures.

The most valuable one among them is the space magic weapon used by the two Winged Earls as a place for training.

These two space magic weapons not only have huge space, but can also accommodate living beings to enter and exit.

Moreover, the spiritual energy inside is rich, the power of the laws is extremely strong, and the time flow rate is about 50% faster than that of the outside world.

It is simply a holy place for cultivation, a holy place for cultivation that can accommodate a large number of people.

Each one of them cannot be measured by value.

Just to invite a level 76 second-class alien to help, I gave it away as basic salary...

Li Feng didn't feel sorry for them, but they felt like their breathing was burning.

"I'm not picking your pockets. I don't feel bad about it, so why should you feel bad about it?"

Seeing everyone looking distressed and reluctant, Li Feng was a little amused.

Butler and others were speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Li Feng thought about it again and understood a little.

Butler and others felt more heartache caused by jealousy.

After counting all the spoils of war during this trip to the Winged Clan's territory, he took 50%.

That is, a space magic weapon and half of the resource treasures.

In addition to the portion reserved for Aisara, Butler and other second-class aliens can share another space magic weapon and nearly half of the resources and treasures.

With Butler's level of strength, this income can be regarded as getting rich overnight. The resources and treasures he controlled increased a hundredfold overnight.

More than ten days have passed, and none of them have fully recovered from the excitement.

But this time, the basic salary Li Feng offered to Moli was equivalent to a complete space magic weapon.

In particular, although Moli is of a higher level, because he is a weapon refiner, his strength is not much stronger than Butler.

That feeling... is a bit uncomfortable.

Li Feng frowned slightly and said, "Are you... not worried about scarcity but about inequality?"

"Excuse me, my lord!"

"It is my ignorance, and I am willing to be punished."

Butler and the others were horrified and fell to the ground, feeling uneasy.

Having followed Li Feng for so long, they knew Li Feng's character too well.

He is incredibly generous to his subordinates.

Although he has never made any big promises, the nostalgia and loyalty in his bones can be felt if you pay attention.

But at the same time, Li Feng is also a cautious and suspicious person.

Once suspicion arises in their hearts, they are not far from leaving.

This was something none of them wanted to happen.

As a second-class citizen of an alien race, destined to be helpless and unable to fully control his own destiny.

They knew very well that in the entire Federation, there would never be another person like Li Feng, who would be willing to follow someone with his life even without any constraints and would not regret it even if he died.

"Everyone, get up! I'm just giving you a reminder, nothing else to say."

Li Feng really didn't have too many suspicions.

It's natural to feel jealous when you first hear that Moli only has a basic salary but a space magic weapon.

Butler and other second-class people of other races may have different personalities, but they all have a sense of justice and are the first to respond to the call to join the military in order to seek benefits for their race.

The only way to make them betray you is to threaten them with the safety of their entire race.

In this regard, Li Feng, who already has the aura of a warlord, has the advantage.

Although the second-class aliens were restricted and suppressed everywhere, they were still there to prevent internal rebellion. In addition, there were enough high-ranking second-class aliens to recruit in large-scale foreign wars, so they were not completely without any status.

Even if all the top leaders of the Federal Parliament reach a consensus, they can only use various policies to slowly weaken and squeeze the living space of a second-class race.

Looking across the Human Federation, only Li Feng dared to launch a crazy revenge against a second-class race in his private capacity, regardless of the pros and cons.

On the other hand, with his current status and development speed, as well as his character of never letting his subordinates suffer any loss.

If you want to seek better welfare and status for the race behind you, it is much more reliable to put your life and property on his shoulders than on high-level officials like parliament and the military.

Butler and others felt much more at ease. Li Feng said it was just a reminder, so it was probably just a reminder, and not a real suspicion.

Li Feng added with a smile: "As my level and strength increase, those followers around me who cannot keep up will indeed be gradually eliminated.

The old is being replaced by the new. I can't give up a helper who is more powerful just for the sake of personal feelings.

Although I haven't said anything explicitly, but since you've been with me for so long, there's no need for me to tell you explicitly that Moli only received a premium reward.

And your loyalty, length of time, and contribution when following me will not only bring you a well-deserved reward, but also a friendship.

This friendship may be worthless, maybe even a few cents, but I can only try my best to live up to the people who have followed me."

Butler, lying prostrate on the ground, seemed to have made up his mind. Energy surged within him, and a drop of blood slowly flowed out of his body and flew to Li Feng's feet.

Balke and others, unexpectedly, forced out a drop of blood from their bodies and let it drip at Li Feng's feet.

Even the foreign slaves who were watching the excitement in the distance had a gleam in their eyes.

Li Feng looked confused.

It's a rare opportunity to paint a pie in the sky, and it's just a small pie without any substantial promises.

Why are you so excited!

With the war imminent, why are people sacrificing their own strength and blood to show their loyalty?

If this promise is made, it will definitely help them improve the welfare and status of their respective races in the future.

Even if there is a certain degree of ethnic cohabitation and autonomy, wouldn't he just blow himself up on the spot and die in front of him?

Outrageous!