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Zhang Wen set the meeting on a sightseeing satellite not far from the front war zone.

He personally arranged the layout of the venue.

An antique Chinese-style castle was built in just a few days.

The living facilities inside are complete.

Many service staff are specially selected from Hilton Hotels to provide service.

It is definitely prepared to a very high standard.

However, he himself, with the help of Zhang Tianai, put on the marshal's uniform specially made for him.

This is a unique title given to him by the Joint Operations Conference.

The title of Grand Marshal was, on the one hand, a recognition of his military exploits, and on the other hand, a recognition of his strength.

An existence beyond the ninth level can be said to be a overlord-level figure in the entire galaxy.

This is really unimaginable in the Xianqin Sect where Nascent Soul cultivators are everywhere.

There is no way, because the universe in this dimension is a Zhongwu universe.

It is far inferior to the high-level martial arts universe of Xian Qinmen.

At the same time, this also means that this dimension is a new dimension with huge development potential.

There are still too many areas that have not been explored.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Wen is eager to end the war as soon as possible.

"Brother!" The first to arrive were the representative of the Zeg tribe, Princess Gaia, and the old man who had been beside her.

After half a month of getting along, Zhang Wentian shamelessly asked Gaia to call him brother.

He is almost 60 years old, but he asks a little girl who is not even an adult to call him brother.

No one has such thick skin.

"Gaia!" Zhang Wen happily hugged Gaia.

The body of an adult, the IQ of a little girl.

Gaia didn't care at all that her curvy figure was being held in Zhang Wen's hands.

"Come on, I'll grill some meat for you." Zhang Wen took Gaia's little hand and walked into the castle.

"Wow, I want to eat something delicious." When Gaia heard the word meat, she thought of the half month that Zhang Wen had fed her. Thinking of the smell of meat, her mouth started watering.

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"Buzz~~~~"

Just as they were about to leave, another shuttle landed on the helipad outside the castle.

"Master Wen!" Just when Zhang Wen was confused.

Tianlang took the lead and walked out of the shuttle.

But behind him, there was a large group of women following.

"Who is this?" Zhang Wen asked curiously, pointing at the women who were all extremely beautiful.

“These are the waiters serving Lady Lucia, is that okay?

They are here to prepare in advance." Tianlang explained.

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"No problem, I'd be happy to.

I was just worried because I didn't know your customs." Zhang Wen nodded happily.

"Okay, I'll let them arrange it." Tianlang said with a smile.

"Huh?" When Tianlang led his men into the area arranged for the Tianmei tribe to live, Zhang Wen looked at one of the figures and exclaimed in his heart.

In his perception, that person's identity was definitely not simple.

Although it is hidden very secretly.

But Zhang Wen has already reached the level of a Nascent Soul ancestor, and his insight is even more powerful than high-tech detection equipment.

"Brother, I want to eat meat." Gaia didn't care whether he was okay or not. When he saw the man leave, he immediately shouted for meat.

"Okay, okay, let's go, hehe." Zhang Wen took her to the place he had prepared with a doting look on his face.

"Hu~~~~" With the departure of Zhang Wen, the terrifying pressure finally dissipated. Meiji let out a long sigh, and beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

I didn’t expect that the human race on Blue Star really has a Nascent Soul ancestor.

This is a bit difficult to deal with. Meiji, the Queen of the Tianmei Clan, frowned.

She had heard such rumors when she lived in human society before.

When I saw it today, I found that the rumors were true.

This caused her previously confident heart to begin to waver.

The world consciousness of the mother planet.

Do I have to give it up?

Meiji hesitated and died.

Chapter 605: The Significance of World Consciousness

"welcome!"

A few days later, Lucia's fleet arrived at the airport in outer space.

Lucia herself, guided by a shuttle, arrived at the manor with a large group of followers.

Similarly, Zhang Wen came out to greet them wearing the uniform of a grand marshal.

Give enough face to the Tianmei and Zege tribes.

"I've heard of your great name for a long time, and today I get to meet you. The Grand Marshal is indeed a dragon among men." When Lucia saw Zhang Wen, she smiled and praised him.

“Thank you for the compliment, haha!

Go inside and have a rest first, there will be a welcome reception in the evening." Zhang Wen laughed.

"Okay, thank you!" Lucia smiled and walked into the manor.

When he entered the rest area of ​​the Tianmei tribe and saw Meiji, he quickly prepared to salute.

"Okay, there are too many people here, so let's forget it." Meiji stopped him immediately.

"My Lord, there is a lot of quarreling in the elders' council right now." The first thing Lucia said was the dispute within the tribe.

“It’s for the mother planet.

Sigh~~~~ Who could have known that Zhang Wen was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator? This is difficult to deal with." Meiji said with a sigh, lying on the sofa made of alpaca wool.

"My Lord, there are many saints in our clan, and he is just one person. Why should we be afraid of him?" Lucia asked puzzled.

The Tianmei tribe calls those who surpass the ninth level the Saint Level, and they are also powerful warriors with the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

“You don’t understand, you don’t know how terrifying a Nascent Soul cultivator is.

Saying that the Saint level is equivalent to the Nascent Soul cultivator is simply a joke.

Moreover, from what I see in this article, he is not just a simple Nascent Soul cultivator.

It is recorded in the ancient books of our clan that the spiritual power in the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator is equivalent to that of ten Saints.

Moreover, the magic weapons and elixirs he possesses are not comparable to those of the Saint level.

So, if you can avoid fighting, it is better not to fight. " Meiji explained.

"Okay, then what about the peace talks with the Zerg this time?" Lucia asked again.

“Forget it, these damn bugs have suffered a great loss this time, otherwise they wouldn’t have taken the initiative to propose peace talks.

If our race wants to completely destroy them, we must use a large amount of star energy.

Star energy is hard to come by, so let it go this time.

We should make returning to our home planet our first mission," Meiji instructed.

"I understand!" Lucia breathed a sigh of relief.

Neither the Elders Council nor Meiji blamed him for starting a war lightly, and he was deeply moved by this result.

It was indeed his mistake not to take down the Zeg tribe quickly.

He really didn't expect that if the Zeg expeditionary force resisted, even the human race would not be able to defeat it.

This made him feel angry and helpless.

Afterwards, after receiving the instructions, Lucia started consultations with Zhang Wen and Gaia on how to cease fire and divide the territory.

However, the ultimate goal of the Tianmei people is to occupy the solar system.

But the small solar system cannot accommodate their huge fleet that stretches for dozens of light years.

Therefore, it is necessary to seek a large foothold in the Milky Way.

It just so happened that after fighting for several years, the Tianmei fleet had also been operating in the existing area for quite some time.

There is indeed no other force beyond the first-level civilization in the area they occupy, so they can continue to occupy it.

"Let's raise our glasses together and wish a smooth signing tomorrow!" After the deal was roughly agreed, Zhang Wen held a grand celebratory cocktail party the night before the signing.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Royal members of the Tianmei and Zeger tribes arrived.

The entire banquet hall was filled with human figures, and it was impossible to tell that this was a banquet that concerned the fate of three races.

In between drinks, Zhang Wen walked to the large terrace, smoking a cigar and looking up at the starry sky.

Who could have thought that a ruffian from Hong Kong could become the general who led the human race to resist foreign invasion.

The world is really unpredictable.

"Marshal, I toast to you!" Meiji came over slowly, holding a glass of red wine.

"Thank you! I toast to you too!" Zhang Wen raised his glass at the same time.

"When can we sit down and talk about the issues between our two tribes?" Meiji asked after taking a sip.

"Oh? Who are you?" The other party's tone was a little loud, and Zhang Wen was a little at a loss.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the current queen of the Tianmei tribe." Meiji's aura suddenly surged.

"Oh, was I told? When I received the shuttle that day, why was there a powerful aura hidden in it? I didn't expect it was you, haha." Zhang Wen didn't care about her aura at all.

In terms of momentum, she is far inferior to those old immortals in the Xianqin Sect.

He is not afraid of those people, so how could he be afraid of a Saint Queen?

"Sorry, I just want to know more about you. I also have another name, Meiji, hehe~~~" Meiji said with a smile again.

"Oh, that's great. So you are the queen of singing. I heard that you broke my concert record. That's not easy." Zhang Wen also responded with a smile.

"Actually, I am your fan. Many people in our tribe like you very much."

"Well, this is great. There is no need for our two tribes to go to war. We can coexist and share what we have.

We are of the same origin.

Blue Star is our common home planet, isn't this okay?" Zhang Wen said, spreading his hands.

“Then you don’t understand 5.5 about world consciousness?

Don't you know the significance of gaining world consciousness?" Meiji asked in confusion.

“I know, isn’t it eternal life?

I don't really take this seriously.

Why live so long? Aren't you tired?" Zhang Wen said indifferently.

"You don't care, but we do." Meiji said solemnly.