After exiting the sad and yearning mall, Li Yang's consciousness returned and he took off his helmet. Due to the time difference, it was only afternoon.
He turned on his computer. The matter between him and Zhao Ping was still hot, but it was quickly occupied by other hot topics.
Since the verdict was out very quickly, the public thought that the bad guy had received his due punishment, so the topic gradually decreased.
Li Yang logged out of a bunch of accounts he had created last night and logged into the campus network.
As expected, the popularity of this incident was still very high on the campus network. Some people even pointed out that Li Yang's spawns had high combat strength.
Around this topic, many people were discussing how they would fight against Li Yang's minions.
Some people thought that they were just some Green-skinned Beastmen and could be easily dealt with. Others felt that Li Yang's green-skinned appearance was very strange.
However, when it came to why Li Yang chose mushrooms as his spawns, everyone agreed that it was to feed these orcs.
Fine, it saved him the trouble of explaining.
Li Yang was also happy to relax after this group of people had finished filling their brains.
He closed the website and started playing a game.
He then paid attention to the increase in his Faith Points. Aiya, that's great!
For the sake of the survival of the family, the others had to be the parents. After they had finally grown up, they had to show their divinity and have dignity. They had to go through painstaking efforts to nurture the race and collect faith.
On the contrary, Li Yang was the one who did not care.
the thief's chicken is at ease.
This was because everything about the orcs had been written into the genes of the ancient sage, including their belief in the two gods and all kinds of knowledge.
With this Sequence, it was equivalent to having a fully nurtured war race that could develop on its own and grow rapidly.
There was no need to worry about anything or guide anything. The only thing he had to do was to continuously upgrade the planet and provide resources.
This was also the reason why the Orc Gene Sequence was priced at 100 billion.
Because possessing it will protect your path to becoming a god.
At the very least, Li Yang did not need to worry about the lack of faith before igniting the Divine Fire.
What he was worried about now was that there were too many orcs and not enough territory.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so greedy for the broken plane.
That was land, that was money. Conquering a broken plane, he could definitely get more than 100 million. That was calculated in billions.
Even if his luck was bad and he ended up in a desolate plane with only stones left, it was still land. It could give the Beastmen more space to live.
There was also the safest way. After obtaining the plane information, he could sell it directly to the black market or even the empire.
Not to mention that it was less, even if it was a blind price of 200 million, he would still earn twice as much. It was a business that would not lose money at all.
Of course, with the Orc Beastman, he wouldn't tell anyone about the plane even if his brain was fried.
After plundering the land, he would pretend that he had just discovered it and then blindly sell it to others. Wouldn't it be good to make the best use of it?
As he played the game, Li Yang couldn't help but wonder if he should buy a few missiles and throw them into the Territory to clear the ground.
Anyway, the orcs could reproduce. As long as the seeds were not destroyed, they would grow back in a day.
Well...
Li Yang thought about it and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Wasn't this too cold-blooded? Aiyo, don't think too much, don't think too much.
After three days of eating and drinking at home, the problem that Li Yang was worried about didn't appear. The number of Orcs in the domain had increased several times, but it was still maintained at a certain number.
Perhaps it was because he had become smarter, but the population plan that Gulangi, Lindo, and the other bosses had implemented together went very smoothly.
Each War Nation maintained a scale of 70,000 to 80,000 green-skinned brats, as well as tens of thousands of snot-nosed and farts.
There were about 100,000 green-skinned kids in Gurangi, and they were the largest fighting force.
This kind of number was just right, so it would not cause too much crowding. At the same time, it could maintain a good number of people to fight with each other.
Gulangi and the other bosses were very satisfied with this.
The funny thing was that the fart spirit that had obtained the clone technique had actually established a church among the fart spirits and hid in fear of death. Everything was handled by the clone.
Gradually, he united the farts of the various combat gangs and became the king of farts.
Furthermore, this Fart King was getting bigger and bigger. It was almost as big as an ordinary green-skinned kid, which was very rare among farts.
All the farts worshipped him and built a f * cking altar in the original plain area.
A huge broken statue of Mao Mao stood there. Brother Mao and Brother Mao were in a wrestling position, although they couldn't understand it.
Due to the abstract aesthetics of the Orcs and the fact that these two statues were built from two garbage mountains, Li Yang himself couldn't tell that they were statues.
But it didn't matter. The statue was already there. Fart King Guba led 200,000 farts to occupy the plains.
Because of the god statue, even Gurangi and the other bosses wouldn't provoke him. He was just like a little tyrant.
Due to the appearance of garbage mountains, various weapons, and resources, the Orcs began to produce technician boys.
The number of machete boys and pistol boys also increased, and a group of red Evil Day Bikers appeared. Led by Victor, they raced in the plains every day.
Since the god statue was at the center of the plain, the bosses would not go to the foot of the god statue to cause trouble. The bosses would still be in charge of the border areas.
Due to the terrain, it was convenient to fight. It was very lively every day.
It was a beautiful day, and the sound of gunfire was still pleasant. Link used the leather corpse to wipe his beloved broken machete.
He held his saber and walked away. The sun was shining brightly outside, and his blood was soaring.
A bullet hit the rock next to him, and the gravel bounced off. He ignored it and roared, waaagh into the battlefield!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Wow, this kid is very brave, waaagh!”
"Haha, take this!"
"Mulu, lala, boom!"
The battlefield was noisy, and the pistol boys only had one word to judge the power of their pistols-bang!
A very loud gun was proof of its power.
What was that?
Range?
Accuracy?
Power?
Safety?
What was that?
Compared to hitting the enemy, they preferred to use a gun that was as heavy as iron, but in fact, it was iron to hit the enemy's head.
To them, pistols were like firecrackers in front of them and a big stick behind them!
The roar of guns was the most waaaagh thing!
Even if some of the pistol brats blew themselves up when they fired, the explosive sound made the other pistol brats extremely excited.
He envied this pistol kid for being so lucky to have such a loud gun.
Link held his machete and rushed into the crowd. He was unlucky. A pistol boy opposite him fired a shot and hit his left hand.
Although it looked like a metal box, it was actually a metal box. However, the power of the shot was still quite great. Other than the accuracy, if one was hit, the damage was high.
Link's left hand felt like it had exploded. He groaned in pain and threw his machete at the pistol boy's head.
"Haha, waaagh, no waaagh!”
Waaaagh in the Orc language was equivalent to the human's Wucao, which meant Niu Bi.
It could also refer to any emotion that expressed surprise, happiness, anger, provocation, and so on. It was the perfect explanation for the Orc Will.
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