If we substitute it into Terra's worldview, people hate dogs to the same degree as at least one Sarkaz or even a blood demon.
[Should we change it to the Chiming Clan? Although the Chiming Clan no longer qualifies as the strongest race in the Star Iron with the death of their ancestors, and even fell into disgrace and was kicked out of their home planet, the title of Immortal Descendants still has some value.]
The prompter said.
It is obvious that in the current version, cutting ties with the werewolves and then returning to the arms of the dragon clan in tears is what decent people do.
But, the next moment, the reminder suddenly became respectful.
"Wolf blood can bring fear and despair, while dragon identity brings respect and friendliness. When you need to intimidate others, the wolf identity is very useful, but when it comes to interpersonal communication, dragon blood is more cost-effective."
"If that's the case, then why don't I use both the identities of 'Dragon' and 'Wolf' at the same time."
He said this very seriously.
"In the Immortal Boat, of course I am a good man who is incompatible with evil creatures. In the Rich Alliance, I must be a good believer of Changshengtian."
"When necessary, I can also be a pure-blooded dragon lurking in the Plenty Alliance, or the top spy sent by the Plenty Alliance into the Immortal Boat."
【Well done】
The prompter couldn't help but admire the non-stick behavior.
This is what my host should be like.
【gogogo! ! 】
[Let's turn the company into Galaxy's property, and then swallow it up in the name of the collective! ! ]
Amid the prompter's shouting, Russell still pretended to put on a black cloak.
He strode towards the building that looked like the Arasaka Tower. There was a long line of people who looked like pilgrims on the side.
No sense of public morality at all.
Russell went straight around to the other side of the team and opened a new path.
High emotional intelligence - open a path.
Low emotional intelligence - cutting in line.
Such behavior naturally caused a look of surprise in the eyes of all the people in the queue.
Unlike the group of poor boys outside who came as tourists, each of them was well-dressed and a respectable person.
P13: Temporary worker, joining the company is the first step towards success, P16-35: Show your talents in the company's cooperative galaxy branch.
P36-46: Go to Pierpoint to realize your dreams, P47+: The most powerful people in the galaxy.
Their coming here is enough to make their wish come true.
Judging from the financial system of the galaxy, they are all controllers of multiple planets, but they still chose the simplest way to walk in front of this building.
A country boy trying to make a splash here?
After the silence of "Order", the company became the organization in the world that most emphasized hierarchy and rules.
There are many people in this kind of place who want to make a name for themselves by messing around, but only a few can achieve this goal.
Just as everyone thought, almost in the next moment, the fox receptionist with a sweet smile quickly stood in front of the person moving forward.
Fox people, once vassals of the Fertility People.
If the dragon people represent dignity and loneliness in the Star Iron Universe, and the werewolves represent plunder and aggression in the Star Iron Universe, then the fox people represent wealth and scheming.
"Sir, are you a guest visiting the local area?"
"If you're here for sightseeing, then you've come to the wrong place. This is where other VIPs receive services. If you're lost, do you need us to help you contact the nearest travel agency?"
The woman's smile seemed to have a sweet taste, and the words in her mouth were undoubtedly an order to leave.
After hearing these words, the man whose majority was hidden in the black robe continued walking forward as if he had heard nothing.
Are today's country boys so country that they can't even understand an order to leave?
Some of the executives who came to make the pilgrimage and fulfill their wishes had joking expressions on their faces, while others looked reluctant.
The company is not a very patient organization. After dissuading you once, they won't dissuade you a second time.
As long as the fox man slightly presses the bell on his waist, a group of "security" people will arrive who can destroy the city walls with their bare hands and easily conquer the backward planet with their equipment.
"If you want to get ahead, just work honestly within the company's system. Why do you have to think about these things?"
In the team, there seemed to be a kind-looking old man who was about to pull the man back, which caused another executive to sneer in a low voice - although the old man spoke nicely, his feet did not move.
This kind of behavior is obviously an attempt to gain a good reputation of caring for younger generations, but one is unwilling to put in practical efforts.
Hearing the mocking laughter, the old man was not angry, but just moved his lips, and the words expressed by the action and shape meant: "What a mean person."
Noticing that statement, the people nearby couldn't help laughing.
Hypocrites care about their face and morals. Even when seeking profit, they will still consider their face and morals. It is rare for them to really fall out with each other, because there is no wall that is impenetrable. Once their evil deeds are discovered, they will no longer be considered hypocrites.
The real villain is different. It is a completely non-human creature pretending to be a human. It is a pure Emperor Xiaochuan who was born.
"The old man is really unreasonable. I give in."
The ridiculed rookie didn't seem to be angry either. He looked dignified but also a little weird.
A group of people who were making a pilgrimage to [Preservation] paid no attention to the people involved in the incident.
after all--
Those who refuse a company's kindness never have a good ending.
The monetary economic system was destroyed by the automatically splitting gold coins, the planet was destroyed along with the people in the pulse experiment by the experimenters who were not even recorded, or because of the IOUs from the previous regime or even the regime dozens of times ago, all the life living on the planet today was captured and sold as slaves.
This is the company's method, and this method is definitely not something that a small country character who "has no way to contact the company's top management and legally enter the core city" can withstand.
I really don’t know how many generations of that kid’s descendants will have to go through to pay off the debt that will be levied on him next.
Perhaps out of sheer boredom, one of the pilgrims looked ahead, as if trying to relieve his boredom by estimating the number of generations of slavery he had lived in.
But when he looked over, he was shocked to find that the security forces had not arrived - the fox girl did not press the bell on her waist.
On the contrary, the fox's legs were trembling slightly, and her pretty face, which was consistent with the public's impression of fox girls, was as pale as paper.
Is she afraid?
An extremely absurd feeling arises in the heart of the observer.
The receptionist who is responsible for receiving executives from extraterrestrial galaxies is, of course, a receptionist, but there is a world of difference between a warehouse rat and a toilet rat, let alone a receptionist?
What is she shaking about?
The company is behind her!!
Does she think the company can't guarantee her safety now?
How absurd, how ridiculous, how...
"Were you talking about me just now?"
A very light voice echoed in the air. The voice was young and even a little childish, but it was just such a voice.
A dark snow began to fall from the sky - a kind of snow that should only fall in the northern borders of Terra.
what is that?
The executive who was about to start calculating Russell's life was stunned, and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to catch a snowflake to explore whether this black snow might have some special economic value.
It is a pity to see the snowflakes melting at your fingertips. They feel like ordinary snowflakes and cannot bring any additional economic value to the company.
He should have shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing, then looked ahead idly, waiting for the next opportunity to surface.
But for some reason, my head suddenly started to hurt.
Everything in his vision seemed to have lost its up and down, front and back, left and right, and the strong feeling of dizziness made it seem as if the stomach acid in his entire body was flowing backwards.
Let yourself think about how to relieve headaches. The doctor from Xianzhou said that pressing both sides of the head can relieve headaches.
The manager, who was definitely considered wise in the outside world, covered his calf and rubbed it vigorously, trying to relieve the pain in his "head".
The black snow fell on his head, covering his face with a layer of gray-black that made an old man who seemed to have extremely high destiny power tremble, shake, and then punch.
"Where did this old thing come from?"
He was agile, jumping up easily like a swallow or an insect to avoid the old man's attack, biting the guy hard on the face, and elbowing him in the abdomen.
Things eroded and assimilated by the nothingness of various dimensions intersect here, presenting a chaotic and meaningless scene that disappears from sight.
After doing all this, the young man's face showed a relieved look, and his headache was much better.
Without visible boundaries and discernible directions, the discomfort of sound, light, shape and color seemed to ease.
When I looked up again, I saw that the white snow had barely covered the small city. The broken companies were swaying up and down like some kind of carnivorous plants that had come to life.
The companions around him seemed to be eating something, and their engrossed looks made him feel hungry.
"Give me some."
"for you."
He asked his friends for snacks with a smile, and a bright red thing that looked like a fetus or hope was stuffed into his hands. His friends ate it with relish.
The shape of the meat that can be stuffed into the hand is exactly like my childhood self!!!
Suddenly, a chill woke him up.
Is this what a company is?!
Chapter 580 Russell: As You Can See, I Am a Bu Li Ren
The dark snow fell, bringing greetings from evil demons from another world.
Russell caught a handful of black snow and licked it. It tasted as cold as normal snow. If he tried to lick the iron fence washed by the black snow, his tongue would definitely stick to it and he would become the subject of jokes among the people.
He looked relaxed.
But the well-dressed pilgrims around them had already turned red-eyed, and about a third of them were covering their heads and vomiting, howling like crazy, as if they had encountered an unbelievable disaster and were on the verge of collapse.
About one-third of the executives had a glow bursting out of their bodies. Under the illumination of the glow, they seemed to be practicing some kind of will and started to wrestle with their colleagues around them.
Every time they swung their fists, there was a loud explosion that sounded like a building collapsing. The frail researchers, aging elderly people, or skinny women were all so brave. Even the weakest of them could punch with a force far greater than that of Columbia's big star Jeston.
Another third of the guys fell to the ground as if dead - they looked like they didn't even have the qualifications to react to a stress response. The most likely reason they could come here to make a pilgrimage was that they had a good father or grandfather.
Those who follow the path of knowledge become crazy and desperate when they peer into things they cannot understand. Those who protect others practice their will in chaos and ignorance and become mad beasts.
The orderly ensemble was completely transformed into a chaotic chaos of noise.
All of this fell into Russell's eyes.
country.
Long, long ago, in order to rule Dayan alone, the precious True Dragon of Dayan specially sent people to bring in evil demons from the north into the heart of Dayan in order to plot against the giant beast.
After the end of the slaughter year, evil spirits still roamed around in Dayan, so much so that people thousands of years later still had to build strong passes to guard them in order to ensure that Dayan would not be invaded by evil spirits.
When Russell's Devouring Shadow took over the garrison, he naturally had to fight against the evil demons, and after the war he also brought back the fragments of the evil demons.
At that time, he did not take it too seriously. He threw the thing to the sacred tree as fuel, and gave himself the ability to draw strength from fear and use evil magic.
However, because the evil magic was not as effective as the heavy particles, and the expansion of the reed field continued to add attributes to Russell, he could not feel the bonus brought by fear for a while, so he did not take it seriously.
But now it seems that this skill seems unexpectedly terrifying?
Russell was a little surprised at the effect of this blow for a moment - the evil magic was to pollute cognition, infect the defeated into slavery, and cause reality to collide and annihilate with the subspace.
Black Snow is not a skill at all, it can only be said to be a field special effect.
The company executives couldn't get past the special effects of the boss on the rural planet. This was really something that made people wonder what expression to show.
[As we all know, the martial arts world will randomly refresh hidden bosses who have cultivated immortals. Isn't it normal for something that ordinary interstellar civilizations call father to emerge from a planet? ]
The prompter said something that made sense, but not much.
For the Star Iron World as a whole, Terra's universe is undoubtedly backward and weak. Humans are weak and orcs are ignorant. In addition, the laws of the universe do not seem to allow mortals to be upgraded to become part of the universe. If we use the debate method of superior horses against superior horses to make statistics, the answer we get will definitely be sad.
But if we use Terra's upper limit to impact the middle and lower reaches of the Star Iron Universe, it will obviously be a bit of a massacre.
[But then again, the company is unlikely to send someone to deal with you if they see you showing off all the time.]
[That guy is considered a high-level combat floor tile in the Star Iron Universe. Judging from your current stats, it may be difficult to defeat him using only demonic skills.]
Is the company going to send out real executives?
