Chapter 133 The Death of Moran Jie

"How dare you!" Moranjie looked at the mushroom clouds outside and was so angry that he wanted to cry: "This is simply cruel and disgusting! What is the heavenly civilization? These are more than one billion lives, and they are destroyed just like that!"

He completely forgot that he was a tycoon of Zhehai farming and made a living by selling Zhehai people.

He also forgot that Valo destroyed countless civilizations and pretended to be a good man in recent years.

But even when he was a good man, he destroyed countless civilizations that stubbornly resisted.

He was mainly distressed about the more than one billion Zhehai people and the more than one billion acres of long-tailed lotus, which were all his property!

Just like the thousands of pigs raised by farmers or the hundreds of acres of watermelons planted, they were his lifeblood!

Valo was a feudal monarchy, and there were no insurance companies or anything like that. These losses were his real losses!

"Calculate the impact of nuclear bombs on the Giant God Star!" Moranjie shouted angrily.

Although nuclear bombs are powerful, nuclear defense facilities are still easy to build. Just dig a lead house more than ten meters underground. It is conceivable that many people can survive after the nuclear bomb.

But dropping so many nuclear bombs may change the climate of the entire Giant God Planet, which is what Moran Jie is worried about.

After all, there are too few stars in the entire Dark Island Star Region, and there is only one planet suitable for the survival of the Valo people. There are other planets with life, but for him, it is like moving from the Jiangnan water town to the Sahara Desert. Is he willing to go?

Definitely not!

"An estimated 8,500 fission nuclear bombs and 18,600 fusion nuclear bombs were dropped from above, concentrated in Giant God City and several surrounding satellite cities. It is estimated that 76% of the buildings in all cities can be destroyed and 55% of the population can be killed. (Giant God has a large mass, large volume, and high density. Qin Yue's Lingji Crystal also stabilizes the space. In addition, the alien building materials are advanced, so the nuclear bomb effect is not that good)

The high temperature generated by the nuclear bomb explosion will cool down within 3 to 4 hours, but the smoke and dust generated by the nuclear bomb will cover the sky above Giant God City and stay for 3 to 4 weeks. During these 3 to 4 weeks, due to the smoke and dust, the temperature in Giant God City will drop by 11 to 26℃.

But with the impact of airflow and rain on the smoke and dust, the low temperature problem will soon pass. As for the radiation problem, we have professional radiation removal methods, which should be able to solve all radiation problems within a week! So after calculation, although this nuclear explosion is powerful, it only takes three to four weeks for Giant God City to resume personnel flow and daily production." Next to him, Moranjie's Yueyang Staff calculated carefully.

This is an old man, very capable, but old, neither handsome nor pretty, so he is very cheap, suitable for civilians like Moran Jie who only have more than a billion Zhehai people.

"Because the master brought a large number of Zhehai people, and the reproduction rate of Zhehai people is very fast, it is estimated that it will only take 16 months for the population of Giant God City to return to the level before the nuclear explosion, and other races in Giant God City suffered serious losses due to the nuclear explosion. Therefore, from the perspective of population structure, the nuclear explosion will cause the proportion of Zhehai people to continue to rise, and the master's rule over the Dark Island Star Region will be more stable!"

"Huh?" After such an analysis, Moran Jie found that things didn't seem so bad?

"It's a pity that it can't be shipped for 16 months. The damage must be very large, especially for old customers who have already placed orders before. Now the reputation will also be affected." Moran Jie continued to curse.

"No, Master, I just checked. Since the establishment of the Moran tribe, the number of terrorist attacks has reached 11,578, but yours is the only one in a hundred years.

And the use of such a large-scale nuclear bomb attack is unique among the more than 10,000 terrorist attacks. I suggest that you use the Zhehai meat from the only area that has suffered a nuclear explosion in the past ten thousand years as a selling point. At that time, our sales will not only increase greatly, but we can even create our own brand. At that time, our prices can also be increased, and the grade of Zhehai meat can also be improved, and even the social status"

Molan Jie was stunned. It seems to be this truth?

How come you say that, being hit by a nuclear bomb is not only not a disaster, but a rare opportunity?

In the past, he only sold ordinary Zhehai meat. There are merchants like him everywhere in Valo.

But now, he sells Zhehai meat that has been attacked by terrorist nuclear bombs!

"However, the premise is to beat them!" Moran Jie shook his head and looked at the roof. Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that there was a fleet above his head.

I don't know how the rapid reaction force is fighting?

But his signal stations were all destroyed, and now he can't contact the outside world at all!

"Bang"

"Huh?" Moran Jie suddenly looked up: "Where did the gunshots come from!"

It's getting closer and closer!

"Report to the master, there is a subordinate race in the city that has rebelled!" A voice sounded at the gate.

Moran Jie hurriedly turned his head when he heard it, and saw that it was a Keti people, and then he relaxed.

The Keti people are upright and loyal, and have always been valued by Valo. They basically work in the police station. Looking at the Keti in a police uniform, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

"It's not a big problem, I have you to protect me! Kill as many as you come!" Moran Jie hehe, the Heavenly Court civilization can beat me, that's because they have starships, and you subordinate races dare to beat me, are you worthy?

There is no need for the Keti tribe to take action, he can kill the entire Giant God City alone!

However, his teacher said in class that as long as there is a chance, give the subordinate races more opportunities to perform, and give them some appropriate rewards. With a suitable positive feedback mechanism, they will be more loyal.

These Keti were left by Moran Yunze. He hadn't moved them yet, so it was a good time to subdue them.

"What's your name?" Moran Jie asked.

"Xiao Moo!" Keti answered honestly.

"Well, very good!" Moran Jie came to Xiao Moo, and Yueyang next to him moved a chair with good eyesight to make it convenient for the 1.4-meter Moran Jie to stroke the horns of Xiao Moo, who was 2.2 meters tall.

This was regarded by the Moran people as an act of expressing their affection for the Keti tribe, and when the Keti tribe was touched on the horns, their faces were always red, and they were shy and looked very comfortable.

But the Moran people didn't know that the horns were weapons for fighting. When the horns were stroked like this, it meant that your weapon became someone else's plaything!

For the warlike Keti tribe, this was a shame, a great shame!

The culture of the Carving Hoof tribe was completely destroyed, but the ancestors who were unwilling to be slaves made the Wallo people develop the habit of touching the horns of cattle to express goodwill, just to let the descendants not be blinded by the temporary status and not forget the humiliation of being enslaved!

Every time they are touched, it is like tearing the wound every time!

Do you think they are blushing because they are shy?

They are angry!

But this time, Xiao Moo was not angry, but happy.

He asked, "Master, I heard that all our signal base stations were destroyed? Our police station can't contact the top leaders!"

"That's right, but don't worry. I sent out a call for help before the signal was cut off. I believe the reinforcements are on the way, and they may have already fought!" Moranjie patted Xiaomo's horns confidently and said, "You are very good and well-developed. You are still a clerk with this shoulder strap? How can this be? When the war is over, I will transfer you to my office and you will be my guard captain!"

"But."

"But what?"

"But, I want your life more than being the guard captain!"

Bang!

"Well!" Moranjie's eyes were wide open, and his thumb and index finger were still trying to get closer, but the horns were too big and he couldn't hold them. As a result, he died under Xiaomo's gun!

Xiaomo glared at Yueyang next to him. The old man Yueyang was startled and stepped back a few steps, then watched Xiaomo take off a wrist guard on Moranjie's arm.

"The micro-soldier mecha can be activated by placing two fingers together and giving brainwave commands. It's a pity that you, an idiot, still touched my horn. My horn is big enough, right? Why do you still touch it?" Xiao Moo cursed, and raised his gun to shoot at Moranjie's body.

Until a piece of energy block was emptied, and then looking at the horrible entity on the ground, Xiao Moo nodded, and then looked at the old man Yueyang.

"I've been watching you for a long time, do you want to shoot a few more shots?"

The old man waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no."

"Come on, come on, now the signal base station is destroyed, and there are people attacking in the sky. They will only think that the civilization above killed Moranjie. After you finish fighting, we will destroy the body and destroy the traces. Who will know that it was us who killed him?" Xiao Moo advised.

The old man's eyes lit up, it seems so!

"Here, I'll give you the gun and the energy block (battery)."

"How do I use it?"

"Simple, turn on the safety, load the gun, pull the trigger, how simple it is."

Bang.

Although he is Moranjie's butler, does a subordinate race need a reason to kill the Valo people?