"Your Majesty, I agree with Minister Zhang's suggestion that even if they are given 500 million warships, the size of the fleet will double again when the empire rules the entire star field. We can completely reduce the organization again. Three hundred million is the most appropriate. In the future, depending on the development of the situation, the local fleet of the empire can completely allow the empire's local fleet to support them and accelerate the mission of occupying the entire river."

Li Mu was even more ruthless and directly limited the number to 300 million. However, for the warships of the fifth-level civilization of the empire, 300 million is also a huge number. There will be no pressure to deal with these low-level civilizations, and it will not slow down the expansion of the empire.

"Too many warships are really unnecessary due to the current situation around the empire, so it's decided."

It seems that it is not just Zhang Yun, the Minister of Finance, who is unwilling to expand too many fleets under the leadership of the inheritor. Most of the officials of the State Council have similar ideas. Although the Empire helped a lot when it discovered the insect fleet, such situations will definitely not happen again in the future. The empire's stable development will be very long.

The Andromeda River Moore Life Star, the capital star where Qin Zhenyuan, the colonial inheritor of the Chinese Empire, is located.

At this time, this place is no longer as backward as before, but is a very famous civilization holy land in this remote star field.

Why do you say so?

Just because all the civilizations in the Andromeda River galaxy are well known to have good luck in obtaining ancient ruins, and then upgraded to level 3 civilization at an extremely fast speed and became the little overlord of one side. At least no one will provoke him for no reason. Some low-level civilizations who did not understand the situation at first couldn't help but act and became the dust of the universe.

"Young Master Royd, although we have successfully upgraded to Level 3 civilization with the help of ancient ruins, it is impossible to upgrade to Level 4 civilization without more than 100,000 years or hundreds of thousands of years. Even if we can successfully upgrade to Level 4 civilization, we will always be an affiliated civilization under the command of the Piris civilization. We will follow you."

At this time, Qin Zhenyuan did not have the momentum of the third-level civilization emperor at all. He stood in front of a group of orcs with the heads of a fox clan and said humbly. In order to wait for the opportunity to counterattack approved by the empire, he has suffered a lot of grievances over the years. Many human races that quickly reached the third-level civilization came to explore the space with curiosity. Perhaps they also wanted to have their own adventures. Therefore, the endless arrival of the children of the entire river galaxy made Qin Zhenyuan tired of dealing with it and had to squeeze his smile on his face to pretend to be a grandson.

At this time, the young children from various major families in the Piris civilization seemed to have become accustomed to Qin Zhenyuan's careful appearance.

"Are you kidding humans?"

Royd raised his head and glanced at Qin Zhenyuan with extremely contemptuous eyes and continued, "If you don't have good luck, you still want to upgrade to level 3 civilization? It's not that I look down on you. Compared with the race that originated from the heart of the Galaxy, your intelligent life born on a remote planet is inherently weak. Whether it is physical conditions or wisdom, you can see that you have been in the past thousand years. It has maintained a territory of hundreds of light years, but there are less than that.

There are two million warships, and the fourth-level warships have only one million gifts from the ruins. I still can’t bear to continue to expand the scale of the fourth-level warships that seem pitiful. If you were not an affiliated civilization recognized by the Empire, you would have been swallowed up by other races long ago and you still want to upgrade to the fourth-level civilization. Besides, if you don’t continue to expand the scale of the fourth-level fleet, what kind of strength can the Empire take when it needs you? These are far from enough at present."

"That's right, don't say that you have tens of thousands of years. If you give you a million years, you will not be able to upgrade to level 4 civilization. This is a natural disadvantage of being born in a remote planet. Being a dog of our civilization, we may be kind to reward you with a bone."

The young orcs criticized Qin Zhenyuan in a slight manner, not caring about the other party's identity at all. For them who came from the fourth-level civilization, the third-level affiliated text was clearly just their dog. Just look at the other party, no matter how they ridiculed him, you would not dare to be dissatisfied at all.

"Yes, yes, we dare not compare with the great Piris civilization, or you can quickly upgrade to level 5 civilization. Only then can we have a slight hope of upgrading. Hehe, people always have to have a little dream, right?"

Qin Zhenyuan said flatteringly that he had developed a steel-like face in the years of grievances and mercy, especially when facing these young people in the fourth-level civilization, moodiness is not enough to represent their character. He does not want the empire's dormant plan to fail for some small reasons and causes a lot of trouble to himself. Besides, he is not willing to let too many people sacrifice it, and it is not easy to accumulate tens of billions of people.

Qin Zhenyuan's obedience made a group of young orcs bored. They hoped that these low-level civilized bed bugs could not stand their ridicule and rose up. That would be fun, right? At least there was a little more fun in ordinary days.

"I'm really disappointed. The ruins of the third-level civilization are treasures to you, but they are useless to us. Alas, I thought I could have discovered something unexpectedly!" Royd said disappointedly, and after being satisfied with curiosity, he was once again majestic, and the group of people suddenly felt like they were leaving.

Qin Zhenyuan also sighed softly in his heart: "I finally deal with it. Oh, when will the day of being a grandson end?"

"Let's go! There's nothing good about this kind of backward place!"

"Young Master Royd, I have prepared some gifts for you. Although they are not rare for you, they can only make your wallets a little richer. Please accept them!"

The plague god is finally leaving. Qin Zhenyuan knew that the last process would never be spared, otherwise God would know what would happen, so he would not want to waste all his previous efforts at the last moment.

"I didn't expect that you, a human being, are quite sensible, so we will accept these gifts. In the future, I will take as much care as possible for the people of your empire in the alliance."

Royd and his group were smiling happily. Isn’t this their purpose? Going to a low-level civilization to win Qiufeng’s wallet has always been something that everyone’s children often do. As for the promise? Who would take it seriously? What else can these bed bugs do if they don’t do it?

Looking at the group of orcs who were arrogantly boarding the spaceship and preparing to leave, Qin Zhenyuan was able to calm down, but the nearby guards could not do it, and the anger in his eyes could not be hidden at all.

"Ha ha!"

The orcs don't care about these. They may enjoy the angry and powerless expression of the other party when bullying the low-level civilization, which will add a lot of fun to their boring life. Although this fun can only last for a moment, they will still enjoy finding the next goal. This is the norm in the universe civilization. Low-level civilizations will always live in fear.

Qin Zhenyuan, who had been half-beaking to send off these orcs to board the ship, had a look of joy on his face...
Chapter completed!