Meng Qingxiao took out his cell phone and told Xu Haocun what he had just seen. He wanted to avenge the people on Earth in World 1311, but he also knew that his idea was too naive.
He only needs to use his words to mobilize thousands of troops to go to another world, but what next?
Even if they drive the Shixing people from World No. 1311 out of the earth, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses. What can they get in exchange for this?
Any war in this world must have economic interests behind it. Even if they go to World 48 to support them, although it is ostensibly motivated by morality, it is actually not free.
Xu Haocun knew his buddies and said to him: "If you want to avenge them, it's not impossible, but you have to consider the terrible consequences."
"What consequences?"
"Is it true that there are no earthlings left in that world?"
Meng Qingxiao said: "I don't know."
"Then there's no way."
"First tell me what your possibility is."
Xu Haocun said: "Bodeig once developed a terrible weapon to deal with our powerful Han country. However, considering the terror of the weapon, they never dared to use it, and they did not even test it. Dare, because it only takes one, enough to kill half of the humans on the planet."
Meng Qingxiao exclaimed: "It's so powerful, what kind of weapon is it?"
"Cobalt bombs."
"Holy crap, does this weapon really exist?"
"In fact, our country also has the ability to manufacture it, but no one dares to manufacture it, because this is a real world-destroying weapon. If it is really manufactured, it will commit a heinous crime against humanity."
"But you just said that Bodeig created it."
"Yes, only crazy countries that rely on war to make a fortune would dare to make it."
Meng Qingxiao thought for a moment and said, "Where are my 300 Kunjia warriors?"
"You ask me, I ask who to go to. I have never come into contact with your Kunjia warriors."
"I'm going to ask the wrong person. I'll hang up now."
Meng Qingxiao hung up the phone. After thinking for a long time, he didn't realize where he had arranged the 300 people. He only remembered that the Kunjia tribe promised to give him 300 people, and they had already fulfilled their promise.
Meng Qingxiao called Han Youwei and asked him where the strong Han government had placed the warriors who came from the Forgotten Land.
On the other end of the phone, Han Youwei said, "I don't know either. Let me ask for you and get back to you soon."
Han Youwei was very efficient, and he considered various possibilities. He was worried that he would not be able to answer when Meng Qingxiao asked him again, so he took the initiative to get enough information before calling Meng Qingxiao again.
"They receive training at the Beichen Road Cultural Center."
"Are there any aliens?"
"Yes, not many, just over 400."
"More than 400?"
"yes."
"Isn't it 300? Why did it become more than 400?"
"In addition to the 300 warriors given to you by the Kunjia tribe, it is said that there are some who are unwilling to return to Shiki, and there are also a few aliens who are not Shiki people at all. They have no home and are following them. Went to class together."
"Please help me ask for the contact number of the person in charge there."
"I've got it, now give it to you?"
"Okay, tell me."
Meng Qingxiao quickly got in touch with his 300 Kunjia warriors. He asked them to suspend their studies and come over to perform a mission first.
In order to facilitate contact, he also prepared a special mobile phone for them. This mobile phone can not only directly translate Shixingren's language into Chinese, but can also contact him across the world.
Because the people on earth are very hostile to the Shixing people, these 300 Kunjia warriors cannot be seen in public. The military of the Qianghan Kingdom had to send Meng Qingxiao over in several buses, and Meng Qingxiao was at a construction site in the small world. Waiting for them on the road, of course Lu Caishi still insisted on accompanying them.
When these Kunjia warriors arrived, Meng Qingxiao said to them: "Go and find out for me whether there are any earthlings alive in that world, how many there are, and what their current situation is. The faster the better."
Meng Qingxiao opened the space door for them and sent them all out. His anger was still there, so his face was very ugly.
Lu Caishi thought to herself that this wouldn't work. She still had to find something for him to do to resolve the issue. She had nothing to say and asked, "Husband, why does your phone keep ringing?"
In fact, there was no sound. Meng Qingxiao thought the WeChat notification sound was too frequent, so he turned it off. However, when a new message was sent, his phone screen would still light up.
Meng Qingxiao glanced at the phone screen and said, "It's a WeChat message."
"Why don't you reply or read it?"
"It's too much, I can't look past it, and I can't come back, so I just ignore it."
"What if there is important news?"
"If there is really important news, they will call me. If they don't call me, it means there is no news, or it is not that important."
"Can you guarantee that everyone among your WeChat friends knows your phone number?"
"Haha, you can also call via WeChat, I will answer it."
"Bring it here, let me take a look at it for you."
Meng Qingxiao handed over the phone after hearing this.
"Let's find a place to sit and you watch it with me."
"good."
Meng Qingxiao didn't mind the cold, so he found a stone slab and sat down.
Lu Caishi was afraid of the cold, so she sat in his arms and let Meng Qingxiao hold her, but she took off her feet and asked Meng Qingxiao to warm her, and then the couple started checking WeChat messages together.
Meng Qingxiao's habits are pretty good. He notes the real names of most of his WeChat friends, and he basically knows most of his friends Lu Caishi.
As Meng Qingxiao said, almost all the messages were indeed insignificant greetings, asking how he was doing and whether he had time to get together.
Lu Caishi said: "Why don't you get together with them? You are finally back, and everyone has taken the initiative to contact you. It wouldn't look good if we didn't get together, right?"
"People will think that you forget your old friends after becoming a leader, which is not good."
Meng Qingxiao said: "I didn't say we won't get together. I've also been thinking recently about whether I should set aside a day to notify all my friends over and have a meal together."
"This is not good. It won't serve the purpose of connecting emotionally. It's better to have a small gathering. You can bring people from different circles together for a special gathering."
"Then you help me arrange it, I will listen to you."
"Then let's start from tomorrow, okay? I'll help you make a list first."
"sure, no problem."
"Let's sort out the important friends first. For your friends in the army, it's probably not that easy for them to ask for leave. I think it's better to leave it to Yue Zuze and the others to arrange it, and then you can go directly to the banquet."
"OK."
Lu Caishi then sent a WeChat message back to Yue Zuze: "Let's get together then. Look at the arrangements and give me a date as soon as possible. All my friends must not miss it. I will attend the appointment on time."
Lu Caishi asked: "Whose date do you want to go to for the second time?"
Meng Qingxiao thought for a while and said: "Let's take our relatives at home. According to old etiquette, I should bring gifts and visit them door to door when I come back this time, but I have been really busy recently."
Lu Caishi asked curiously: "Why didn't I know that we have relatives in our family?"
"Yes, there is also a very important relative who is very important to me. I haven't seen him for a long time."
Lu Caishi's curiosity was completely aroused, "Which relative?"
"My uncle's house."
"Do you have an aunt? Why didn't I know?" Lu Caishi's voice rose several decibels, "Isn't your father an only child?"
"My grandfather is not an only child. My father also has a cousin who had a very good relationship with our family when I was young. Until I went to college, I would go to her house every year to visit relatives."
"Why didn't you leave later?"
"She passed away." Meng Qingxiao replied, "During my junior year of college, my aunt died in a car accident."
Lu Caishi exclaimed: "Ah."
"You should know that I used to be a racing driver. I have been racing cars since I was an adult at the age of 18. I won the F1 Formula 1 trophy when I was 20 years old. On that day of that year, my aunt died in a car accident. "
Meng Qingxiao continued: "She came to watch my game. She was afraid of being late and causing a traffic accident by driving too fast. My uncle was afraid of affecting my performance and didn't tell me. He didn't tell me until the end of the game, waiting for me to catch up. By the time she got to the hospital, she was already dead.”
"So from then on, I never played racing again, because as soon as I got on the racing car, I couldn't help but think of my aunt, and it was hard to concentrate."
"I've never heard you talk about it, and my parents didn't mention it to me either."
"This is a sad thing that no one wants to talk about."
"Then where is your uncle now?"
"Still in my hometown in Xinlu, he later married another wife, and our two families gradually lost contact."
"Does your aunt have no descendants left?"
Meng Qingxiao shook his head: "No, that's why she is very close to me. She can't have children and has always regarded me as her son."
"So does your uncle have any children now?"
"Yes, I have a son."
"Your uncle is so kind. He married your aunt even though she couldn't have children."
"They were in a free love relationship. They only found out after they got married that my aunt couldn't have children. My aunt also thought about divorcing him and letting him find a new woman to marry. However, my uncle didn't agree. The two of them were really in love. Yes, my plan at that time was to adopt one when I wanted a child."
"Oh, what does your uncle do?"
"Repair cars. I learned all my car repair skills from my uncle." Meng Qingxiao replied, "Since I was in high school and closer to my aunt's house, my aunt has taken the initiative to take care of me. She took me to her house as soon as I got out of school, so I also showed a very strong interest in repairing cars at that time.”
"Including racing, it was also influenced by my uncle. Without him, I would not have embarked on the path of a racing driver. Even my first car was built for me by my uncle because my parents did not agree. Naturally, they refused to pay.”
Lu Caishi said: "Okay, let's go see him first. I will accompany you back to your hometown tomorrow."
