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Woody Hill served as the royal tribe leader of the zerg tribe for nearly fifty years.
His departure left both the female and male zergs of the royal tribe suddenly without a backbone, causing utter chaos.
Therefore, early this morning, Rhys handed over the little cub to Jack and had to urge the male zergs to head to the royal territory.
He Qin, with a head full of unwillingness, dragged his feet and was dragged to the destination by Ryan, sent by the chief to “monitor” him.
“Everyone has learned through various channels about what Woody did. Now, the only one qualified to be the tribe leader is Prince Green. Any objections?” He Qin was not very articulate and was too lazy to play games, so Ryan had to act as his representative.
This meeting was an internal family meeting of the entire royal tribe.
The position of the royal tribe leader not only carries an empty title but also controls the military power of the royal tribe. Therefore, apart from the straightforward character of Green, Barton may not trust any male zerg to take over.
Sending Ryan, who has more social experience, to represent He Qin in suppressing those old timers, was also Barton’s directive.
“But hasn’t Prince Green just come of age recently? With many members and complex relationships in the royal tribe, can he handle it?”
A petite male zerg sitting in place quietly discussed with his male zerg companions on the left and right for a while. Nominated by the two tribes, he foolishly raised this sharp question.
Ryan could see at a glance that this question was what the other two male zergs wanted to ask, and this one was just a shield.
“Prince Green carries the blood of Lord Allen. He has just taken over the eagle unit left by Lord Allen. Isn’t he qualified?” Ryan’s eyes drifted over to the two male zergs causing trouble.
Apart from the blood issue that no male zergs can equal and can ignore, there was another thing that shocked the male zergs.
That is, at the age of twenty-something, Green actually managed to revive the Eagle Unit in the empire.
The Eagle Unit was a privately formed army by Lord Allen, invincible in battle. No matter how difficult the task issued by Lord Allen, they could complete it, and under Lord Allen’s leadership, the unit maintained an outstanding record of defeating hundreds, winning ten times.
In the hearts of the empire’s zerg tribe, the appearance of this unit has always represented victory.
But since Lord Allen’s accident, except for appearing at Lord Allen’s funeral, the Eagle Unit has disappeared from the empire.
Gone without a trace, no one knows where this group of forgotten warriors went.
Later, there was a legend that this unit was born because of Lord Allen and died because of Lord Allen.
“What? Wasn’t the Eagle Unit disbanded long ago? How is this possible?”
The room was noisy.
“Rhys, go call Zero in,” He Qin suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
Upon hearing the male’s voice, the female zerg standing in the corner, gripping a military knife, exuding a cold aura, only nodded at his master, his eyes showing no recognition of the other males present.
“Prince Green is calling you in, Mr. Zero,” Rhys approached the female zerg, who leaned against the wall, exhaling smoke from the mouth.
Regardless of rank, Mr. Zero had led a team of over a dozen soldiers multiple times to infiltrate enemy lines, sabotaging crucial enemy weapons, and successfully turning the tide of battles.
Rhys greatly respected this seasoned veteran.
The female zerg stubbed out the cigarette and tidied himself seriously.
It must be those old, corrupt males again. After many years, they were still the same, used to ganging up and bullying kind-hearted males.
With him around, how could he allow Prince Green to be mistreated?
The female zerg raised an eyebrow, forcefully pushing open the door.
With a loud ‘clang’, the troublemaking male zergs were scared, hiding under the table simultaneously.
“Who said my young master is not qualified to succeed as the tribe leader? If he’s not qualified, do you think you are?” The leader of the Eagle Unit had a notorious temper.
He pulled out the long gun at his waist, released the safety catch, and swept it 360 degrees.
“Zero, Mr. Zero, we’ve known each other for a long time. Can’t we sit down and talk? It’s better if you put this guy away first.”
“Yeah, you should put away your weapon first. It wouldn’t be good if it accidentally fired and harmed Prince Green.”
The males were completely scared, giving up their aggressive stance from earlier, and began pleading.
Among all the females in the empire, this female zerg was probably the only one who could aim a gun at a male zerg without repercussions.
And unfortunately, he only listened to Lord Allen’s orders and now probably listened only to Prince Green.
“Mr. Zero, please put away your gun. If they say later that I forced them to admit it at gunpoint, it wouldn’t look good.”
Under the stiff smiles of everyone present, the hostile female zerg put away the weapon and returned behind the young male zerg, clearly showing his support.
Some people would only back down when faced with aggression. If you tried to persuade them kindly, they would only find you easy to bully and would stop causing trouble when they encountered a tough person.
“If everyone has no objections, please sign your names on these documents. I will make multiple copies and store them in the chief’s private safe. From this moment on, Green Hill will lead the royal family, and I hope everyone will cooperate in the future.” Ryan handed out a thick stack of documents in batches to the male zergs present.
Several male zergs were still unwilling to give up, appearing to want to voice their objections, but a stern glance from the leader of the Eagle Unit made their tongues tie up instantly, and they meekly signed the agreement.
Ryan needed to report today’s meeting results to Barton and hurriedly left afterward.
“Mr. Zero, do you feel that there are too many ‘idle people’ supported by the royal family?” He Qin scrutinized the list of royal positions in his hand, his frown deepening.
It is a time of peace now, yet many positions from the war era are still maintained, and these positions are not occupied by just one female. It’s clearly just an excuse to provide generous living funds to the royal offspring.
During Woody’s tenure as leader, the internal affairs of the royal family seemed calm, but it was all smoothed over with funds acquired from elsewhere by Woody.
These idle aristocrats, as long as they have money and can do as they please, won’t cause trouble for Woody.
“What do you mean?” Zero deeply respected He Qin; the late Lord Allen had instructed him that if the he was no longer around, the Eagle Unit would belong only to the young male who inherited Lord Allen’s blood, and Zero regarded him as the current master.
“I want to reduce the internal positions of the royal family and reassign these idle females to various legions or other vacant positions within the empire.”
He Qin wouldn’t try as hard as Woody to please these nobles.
They had enjoyed themselves for decades and should step forward to make some contributions to the people.
“There are indeed more useless positions than when Lord Allen was in power. I think you’re right. You can do whatever you want, and if there is any resistance, leave it to me to resolve.”
Zero was loyal and stubborn and always certain his master wouldn’t doubt his decisions. If He Qin had told Zero to kill the current head, he would have executed it with great care.
“Rhys, what do you think?”
He Qin could not tell whether his decision was good or bad from Zero’s blindly obeying command.
“I think your decision was correct, Master, and if you execute it, the Starry Night Legion is certain to support it vigorously.”
He Qin held his head. He forgot this one from another angle, “Dead Loyal Fan.”
It just so happened that many items Uncle Lin left him were still not sorted, and He Qin thought he’d move the valuable and necessary ones to the A-zone house today, and figure out the rest later.
“What’s this?”
“Master, this is the empire’s most valuable metalwork, which I didn’t expect to find in Uncle Lin’s room.”
Is this ugly little carving, which doesn’t show any features, also a valuable work of art? Qin was full of question marks.
“And what’s this?” Qin picked up a small notebook, which was covered with many drawings accompanied by zerg star writing.
“This is a tactical analysis of the combat skills and army formations of various planets? It must be something left by your father.”
Rhys carefully held the notebook in both hands and carefully took it into his arms.
“And this one? It looks very useless. Can it be sold for money?”
“Master, this is one of Lord Allen’s favorite ornaments, and it is unique in the entire empire.”
Qin He worked tirelessly, rummaging for half a day. Goodness, there wasn’t a single ordinary item in this room; everything was precious, rare even in the entire empire and the universe.
Apart from a fearsome battalion of another zerg species, there were these rare treasures of the world.
Just how much family legacy did his beloved fathers leave for him?
“Let’s stop here. These things are all treasures. If they were to circulate in the market, who knows what kind of sensation it would cause. Let’s move them all to the house together.”
The room was piled up with He Qin’s belongings. Careless, he stepped on a round bracelet, lost his footing, and fell backward.
Rhys was some distance away and couldn’t reach the male zerg in time.
“Bang!” The tall young man, over 1.8 meters, hit the floor, making quite a noise.
“Ouch, that hurts.”
“Master, are you okay? Move your elbow. Any signs of a fracture?”
He Qin instinctively propped his elbow on the ground. If an ordinary male zerg had fallen, his arm bones would have either fractured or been shattered.
Worried there might be other injuries on the male zerg, Rhys only allowed He Qin to move his wrist.
Fortunately, the wrist was flexible, and it seemed fine.
“Master, can you stand up?”
“Ouch, my buttocks hurt.” Qin He tried to move but couldn’t stand up immediately, perhaps having fallen too hard.
“Did you injure your tailbone?” Rhys was deeply concerned. Since returning to the zerg tribe, the Master hadn’t suffered any injuries.
It was all his fault for not taking better care of the Master.
“Ouch, it’s not the bone. It feels like I’ve landed on something?”
Rhys must have been startled. Qin He endured the pain and quickly explained.
As he spoke, Qin He pulled out a piece of emerald-green stone from under his buttocks, which had a round hollow on it.
But that shape of the hole seemed somewhat familiar?