The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

The unexpected turn of events surprised Glenn, making him wonder if he should take some time to thank Morgana.

Glenn thought about it carefully for a moment, then asked:

"What are their conditions?"

Now that things have come to this point, the previous conditions are certainly no longer sufficient for politicians from those free nations; otherwise, Dukao wouldn't have remained silent about this matter until his return.

Dukao gave Glenn a deep look before speaking:

"Well, they've added another condition. Before, they used the equipment they seized from the Taotie, along with some warship data, as leverage, but later they also wanted the small Taotie warship that was still in good condition."

I know they're asking for an exorbitant amount, so I didn't agree to their demands right away. I'll wait for you to come back before making a decision.

Glenn, what do you think about this?

Dukao was really torn! His target was right in front of him, but the other party's appetite made him want to curse.

In such an unequal transaction, they are clearly at a disadvantage!

He would rather let Sun Wukong steal it than agree to it.

Seeing Ducao's conflicted expression, Glenn patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Old Du! Is there any need to dwell on this? We have no use for the Taotie's things, so why keep them?"

What we need now is time, not this scrap metal.

Okay, let's agree to their request! Once we get the information, we'll get started on our plan immediately.

Furthermore, on this trip to Lieyang, I brought back some skilled craftsmen. I believe that before long, we will have weapons as powerful as the million-strong red armor.

"Forehead!"

Ducao thought to himself, "Is that so? Did I worry about this for nothing these past few days?"

"Okay! I'll make the arrangements right away and try to get it done in the next few days."

Dukao gave a helpless bitter smile. He hadn't expected that what had been troubling him for days was no big deal for Glenn at all!

Hey! Where are they?!

Glenn smiled and said nothing more, then walked towards a room that was his private lounge, where no one could enter without his permission.

He came here because he wanted to contact someone.

Oh no! She's a devil. After all, she indirectly helped me out, and we've known each other for years! Shouldn't I at least give her a heads-up? I'll just give her a little warning!

Glenn sat lazily on the sofa and dialed Morgana's secret communication.

With a screech, on the Devil One, far above the Free Nation.

Morgana's right hand, which was holding the wine glass, suddenly paused, then returned to normal.

She took a small sip of red wine and began to speak:

"Oh! What brings you here today? You actually have time to contact this queen?"

Glenn didn't beat around the bush and directly questioned:

"Was the League of Haters your doing?"

Hearing Glenn's tone, Morgana frowned and said unhappily:

"What? You're meddling in the affairs of the Free Nations? I remember you've always been at odds with them! Are you going to side with your rivals?"

"Consider? No! No! On the contrary, I should thank you! Perhaps you yourself don't even realize it, but your assassination attempt inadvertently did me a huge favor. How can I possibly thank you?"

Glenn spoke with a smile, but there was no gratitude in his voice; instead, he was filled with smugness.

"Hold!"

Morgana was furious and stomped her feet. She didn't care about Glenn's gratitude; all she wanted now was to find a man from a free country and fuck Glenn's ass.

Ever since she experienced being brutally beaten by Glenn, she has been thinking about revenge all the time, and she never wants to experience that feeling of being wantonly abused again.

If she hadn't been afraid that Glenn would go mad and wipe out her newly established demon army at any cost, she wouldn't have given any warning when the Taotie invaded China last time.

I originally intended to stay away from China, focusing on development first, and then deal with Glenn and his China when the time was right.

Unexpectedly, I ended up helping him out without even realizing it!

This infuriated Morgana. She had been in a good mood, but now she had lost all interest in drinking.

Thinking of this, she was so angry that she was about to crush the wine glass in her hand, but then she hesitated and felt a little reluctant.

People who are used to being poor should control their temper and not use the loss of their own interests as a means of venting their anger.

Taking a deep breath to calm his agitated emotions, he said to Glenn:

"In that case, how do you plan to thank me?"

Since he wants to express his gratitude, shouldn't I at least get something in return? Otherwise, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?

Glenn, sitting on the sofa, felt even better than before as he listened to Morgana's furious voice.

When Morgana said that, Glenn joked:

"How else can I thank you? A verbal thank you is enough, what more do you want in return! How about this! Next time we meet, I'll beat you up a little less severely, how about that?"

boom!

Morgana was furious. Was this even human language?

Morgana, the greatest demon queen in the known universe, had never been insulted like this before. She even wanted to go and sew Glenn's mouth shut herself, but unfortunately, she couldn't beat him.

So, she could only unleash her sharp tongue and switch into shrew mode, saying whatever was most offensive.

The queen's furious roar terrified the demons outside, including Ator. Who had made her so unseemly spew such foul language?

Glenn accepted her disdain calmly. After all, she was an acquaintance. He should be more open-minded and not stoop to the level of this neurotic woman.

A while passed, and Glenn made himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and listened to the continuous panting on the other end. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"Wow, impressive lung capacity! He cursed for a full half hour without even breaking a sweat. I'm impressed!"

After Glenn waited until the breathing on the other end stabilized, he asked in a calm tone:

"Finished cursing!"

Morgana, on the other side, was also not satisfied and immediately said:

"no!"

"Oh! Then go on, I'm listening!"

Glenn fell silent after speaking, seemingly intending to let Morgana continue cursing.

"Damn it! You..."

Morgana was speechless. Who on earth is this person? She's even more infuriating than that bitch Keisha.

Although she was furious, she didn't realize that she could simply hang up the secret communication and ignore Glenn.

Everything seemed to be predestined. Although Morgana had forgotten Glenn's existence, it did not prevent her from having an entanglement with him.

After a long while, Morgana finally calmed down and said in a cold voice:

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, otherwise I'm hanging up!"

Glenn put down his teacup and said:

Do you know Pan Zhen of the Lieyang Civilization?

Morgana responded with a somewhat cold and impatient tone:

"I know him, the guardian of the blazing sun! Who doesn't know the famous General Pan Zhen? What exactly are you trying to say?"

Glenn's lips curled into a meaningful smile as he said:

"Good to know. I went to Lieyang Star a few days ago and had a fight with that guy Pan Zhen."

At that moment, Morgana frowned, and her pupils shrank involuntarily; she understood the meaning of those words.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the fact that this guy could fight against a master like Pan Zhen and survive speaks volumes about his strength.

Moreover, Morgana was well aware of Glenn's strength; in any fight, she would only be able to run.

As her thoughts raced, Morgana's tone lost its previous impatience, and her voice rang out in a cold tone:

"Are you threatening me?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Glenn on the other side exclaimed in surprise:

"Threat? No! No! No! It's just a warning at most! Don't easily challenge my bottom line. Don't use your tactics in China."

The warning in the last sentence couldn't be clearer.

"you…"

Morgana was about to explode when she suddenly realized that Glenn had hung up the secret communication.

She froze for a moment, muttering to herself:

"He hung up on my private communications again?"

At this moment, I feel like a million alpacas are galloping through my mind, endlessly.

Speechless, she didn't want to dwell on these things anymore, because only she would suffer.

Taking a deep breath, she solemnly dialed a secret communication number that she had never dialed before.

With a few beeps, the clandestine communication was established.

Morgana wasted no time and stated bluntly:

"Karl..."