Stellaris from the Automata Era

But the results on the scene seemed a little off.

The food distribution site was not as chaotic as one might imagine.

Perhaps a large part of this is because the mud may only have enough strength to walk, and naturally there is no room for rebellion.

Also, the food that was transported seemed to attract their attention immediately.

The main thing is... the main thing is... they have never seen green plants or food.

This is easy to understand. In modern human society, there are so-called high-nutrition balanced meals that provide calories while keeping you fit and healthy.

As for the taste... there's no need to think too much about it.

In a mature capitalist society like Slime, don't even expect what daily meals will be like.

The standard is probably not to starve to death.

In fact, what they use in their daily lives are a group of white toothpaste-like foods, and the taste should be similar.

So you can imagine the shock they felt when they saw the food, which they had never seen before.

First of all, I would like to state that Yan Luo’s policy for providing mud is based on the minimum living security.

After all, his food was transferred from the Terrans far away in Koprulu, so he should save as much as possible, and there was no need to feed the slime out of pity.

As long as no one starves to death, it’s fine.

But the actual distribution of the normal food of the slime itself may really have problems. At least Yan Luo seems to be giving a little too much with the same standard...

Then comes the allocation of residential area. Well...the public area is a good thing, but it's a pity that the humanoids don't understand how to use it.

Finally, there is the length of time they are forced to work, which is a 16-hour system that is sometimes used.

However, if Yan Luo could understand the specific life span of the slime, he would find that they may have a theoretical minimum lifespan of 200 years.

In Earth terms, they might have a day that lasts 48 hours.

Of course, some enthusiastic higher-dimensional observer might soon ask, "Isn't this still oppressive rule on average?"

After all, the limit of what humans can imagine is a job that takes up more than half of their time, which is already at the level of exploitation.

But let’s use our imagination a little more: what if the ultimate form of capital has no so-called rest time at all?

Even if technology becomes more advanced, even after you die, you must implant a chip that can activate body movement to "revive" and work?

So for the slime, although they don't quite understand why the earth splits a "day" into two, this does not prevent their living environment these days from being dreamy and like a fairyland.

Of course, not every slime can shed tears of gratitude.

For example, the managers, bureaucrats, and other classes in the mud.

Maybe there are not many of them... No, during these periods when the planet is short of food, they may be the group with the highest survival rate.

As a result, they now account for a staggering one-tenth of the population.

Moreover, compared to the lower class, they have seen better living conditions and ways.

In short, neither food, work nor shelter can make them feel satisfied, and they may even complain and mourn.

Quite a few slimes have already started carving the map, connecting with each other to prepare to give the humanoid a big hand.

As mentioned before, slime can change its appearance.

In fact, in ancient times, their home planet relied on this ability to disguise themselves as other creatures and survive their weakest periods.

This talent has not been washed away until now, and it can be said that he is a natural material for being an agent.

If they wanted to do something on the desert planet, they might actually be able to accomplish it.

The only problem is that they don't seem to have figured out who they need to win over.

In fact, in the process of their joint plan, it seemed that some bottom-level slime groups were accidentally mixed in.

So, in the dark night of a certain planet's rotation, 2b seemed to sense the quiet approach of some malicious slime.

Just as she drew her sword and was thinking about where to start chopping, the unique language of the slime made her decide to listen.

"Coo, choo, choo, choo."

"..."

"Assist, translate."

P.S. Most people assume that what they know is also common sense. Just like the "executives" in the office who eat oatmeal and drink milk will never understand that most low-level workers choose calorie-laden foods instead of nutritious meals. Similarly, the sluggish executives will never understand the rebellious thoughts of the lower classes. —By, personal understanding, only related to the situation in this book, no reflection.

First, let me state that there has never been any so-called massacre. I advise those who maliciously slander our Earth to be on their guard. —By, Earth Federation, Ooze Spokesperson.

Chapter 266: Magical Story

By the time Yan Luo paid attention to the desert planet again, the mechanical fleet had already completed the supply.

The temporarily forgotten slime star was finally remembered by him.

But when he checked the data, the only expression on his face was surprise.

"Wait, why did the planet's population suddenly drop by almost one-tenth? Is the ooze species so difficult to feed?"

However, when he continued to flip through the data, his attitude immediately changed to "let it be".

"What the hell is the production efficiency of this mineral? It's almost catching up with the mining speed of machines...Are you humanoids exploiting it a little too harshly?"

Logically speaking, it is difficult for Yan Luo to come up with any other associations regarding the causal relationship between the proportional reduction in population and the significant improvement in production efficiency.

After all, our South American compatriots in the 19th century used their African brothers as an advanced example.

Maybe it’s not mentioned much in history, but they are essentially consumables, otherwise who reduced the durability of those whips?

But maybe Yan Luo really wronged the humanoids this time.

Bobola and Divara understood Yan Luo's thoughts. After looking at each other for a while, they felt that they should stand up and fight for the honor of the humanoid.

"Sir, if I say that the population loss is caused by them themselves, would you believe me?"

This may be explained here.

In fact, the humanoid did not really clean the slime.

Although the garrison troops on the ground seemed to be reminded by enthusiastic and good citizens at the first time that there might be terrorists with bad intentions on the planet.

However, by the time Yoruha's army gathered and drew their swords to maintain peace, the situation seemed to have gotten out of control.

Let’s just say that before Earth confirmed its dominance over the muddy desert planet, there was still a considerable military force on the planet.

But if you look deeper into their nature, you will find that although they are called an army, most of them are actually supervisory teams responsible for holding whips.

Their internal structure is even more complicated, with deliberately differentiated lower-class untouchables, private soldiers kept by the company, and contract assets (slaves).

Therefore, it may be difficult to say about loyalty, which makes it easy to understand how the careful plan was leaked.

What's even more interesting is that there may be a considerable number of them who are themselves disgruntled reactionaries... I mean progressives who are 'loyal' to the rule of the Earth.

It’s just that because it was the period when the upper echelons of the slime were in power, there was no place to repay the sincere gratitude.

After the humanoids on Earth took over, a previously unimaginable rage was ignited.

Especially since everyone has obviously been reduced to the same class of miners by the Earth, why are there still some slimes who can't see the situation clearly and continue to be arrogant?

So when the original upper levels were communicating with each other, the original lower levels were also informing each other, and there were even traitors who informed them.

By the time the slime showed Yoruha the way, the battle had already entered a critical stage.

The specific reason is no longer traceable, but it seems that the arrogant attitude of the top management has made some people unable to control themselves, and they immediately performed a "gun in hand, follow me" move.

I believe everyone knows that in the interstellar era, tools that can be used for mining can generally also cut through the surface of warships.

The first person to be managed by a humanoid is indeed without much experience.

"Coo, coo, coo."

"Translation: These are traitors who want to riot."

However, Yoerha looked at the slimes dragging his compatriots out in a parade, and didn't know what to say.

But judging from the results, it seems pretty good.

"Coo-coo, cho-coo-coo! cho-coo-coo!"

"Translation: There are still a lot of them, don't worry! We will take care of it!"

So what exactly were the humanoid garrisons stationed for? And why did they all just stand by and watch in the end?

Ahem, in short, the unrest on the desert planet lasted for ten days.

Given their huge population, it is impossible to clear out one-tenth of the population in just ten days.

It all cleansed itself up slowly later on. What? Why not just do it all at once?

The main reason was that due to the turmoil at that time, the humanoids stopped providing food, and those who wanted food had to exchange the fruits of their labor.

Forced by the situation, the slimes could only conduct self-examination during their breaks and when going down to the mines.

As for such a big thing happening, Yan Luo didn't get any news at all...

First of all, because in the eyes of the humanoids, this was not a big deal at all, and there were no casualties among the garrisoned humanoid troops.

Moreover, Yan Luo has already tacitly handed over the slime to the humanoid for management, so the humanoid will be fully responsible for such small matters.

Humans are already busy with their daily affairs, and he only needs to take care of the humanoids.

No need to worry about other species.

"Why do I feel like I've heard an unbelievable and magical story?"

Yan Luo could only feel confused about the cause and effect of the incident.

The last time he entered this state was when he heard about the conflict between China and India, a fantasy drama of three people attacking a battalion.

"Forget it. I won't pursue any rationality. From what you said, has the translation of the slime language been completed?"

"It's indeed completed. With experimental samples available, translation progress is quite rapid."

There is nothing more to say. Yan Luo is thinking about whether to send a communication to the mud to see the situation.

But when I thought about the fact that I seemed to still occupy the other party's galaxy, I was afraid that there would be no good results if I contacted them.

And the mechanical fleet has just completed its supply, so it's time to get back to the topic from earlier.

"Do you choose left or right?"

The most advanced galaxy node is already a fork in the road.

To be honest, in Yan Luo's eyes, the slime's reaction was a bit slow.

According to the reports from the probes he had previously sent into the two galaxies, the slime's deployment on the front line was basically non-existent.

It looked as if they had no fleet left to spare.

However, this is what puzzled Yan Luo the most. To this extent, who was it that sang courage in their ears and made them initiate the provocation first?

"Why don't you fight both of you together?" This is not a human character!

If the psychic network connection hadn't been there, the twins would have suspected that Yan Luo had been replaced.

Shouldn't he be shouting at this time that only children can make choices and that he wants them all?

"The main concern is that the Ooze might suddenly attack. If they send a fleet at this time, the situation will be very uncertain."

In fact, Yan Luo's expectation was correct. After this period of beating, the slime finally managed to put together a fleet after struggling.

Now we are slowly moving towards the front line.

P.S.: Earth isn't so much a terrestrial planet as it is a Gaia planet, encompassing deserts, mountains, oceans, lowlands, jungles, grasslands—it's safe to say it encompasses every possible terrain. —By, the young Earth Empire gazed toward the guardian of the holy land in the distance.

Chapter 267: So where are the enemies? Are they all dead?

Compared to the mud in the occupied area that is gradually sliding towards the earth, their main galaxy is already in a mess.

Thanks to the superluminal communication technology, even after their main fleets were completely destroyed, there would be no national celebration.

No, they do still hold parties, but this kind of celebration is exclusive to the upper class.