Looking at these strangely shaped people in front of him, Zhou Qi felt a strong surge of disgust.
Over the past few hundred years, these guys have used large populations as livestock through promoting wars or direct plunder, turning them into their experimental subjects.
Often, after obtaining evolutionary characteristics from these experimental subjects, they would be cruelly killed, and their traits stripped out and incorporated into their own bodies.
Their actions completely violated the natural order of life and the bottom line of morality; on the path of pursuing power, they had lost themselves and become slaves to desire.
However, Zhou Qi also knew that although these people's actions were extremely heinous, they had been immersed in the field of biological research for many years and possessed rich experience.
The knowledge and technology they possessed, if he could use them, might become a powerful aid, pushing his forces further in this mysterious and dangerous world.
Immediately, he turned to look at Wu Ka, his eyes carrying an unquestionable command, and said in a low, majestic tone, "Arrange Mind Control Demon Bug for these seven people. Their scientific research capabilities might still be useful. Control them first and use them for me."
Upon hearing this, Wu Ka's massive body immediately moved slightly. Its huge head nodded respectfully, its eyes full of loyalty to Zhou Qi.
It knew the importance of this matter deeply and, without any hesitation, quickly selected several Ninth-Order Zhu Yan Demon Insects that were nimble and agile.
These Ninth-Order Zhu Yan Demon Insects immediately took action after receiving the command.
Their wings shimmered with a metallic luster under the dim light, a luster like flowing mercury. Each flap brought a slight fluctuation in the airflow, emitting a "buzzing" sound, as if sounding the horn of attack.
They cautiously approached the White-robed People, looking like hunters approaching their prey, both cautious and vigilant.
Their eyes were fixed on the White-robed People, not missing any subtle movement, and every antenna trembled slightly, sensing the changes in the surrounding air.
When they approached a suitable distance, the Mind Control Demon Bug carried by the Zhu Yan Demon Insects instantly released powerful Mental Energy.
This Mental Energy was like a surging tide, with the force of overturning mountains and seas, impacting the White-robed People's consciousness defenses wave after wave.
The White-robed People initially tried to resist, their bodies instinctively struggling and twisting, as if trying to break free from this terrifying controlling power.
Their faces showed expressions of pain, muscles contorted, and features squeezed together due to the agony.
They uttered inarticulate curses, their voices filled with fear and anger, like the helpless struggles of injured beasts before death.
After parasitizing the seven people, Zhou Qi directly ordered them to take a troop composed of Lizardmen to the Freemasons' Antarctica Geocentric Base to take over there.
Before departing, Zhou Qi stood on the towering command platform, his gaze sweeping over the team about to set out like a torch.
His eyes were firm and majestic, a gaze that seemed to penetrate everything, taking in the state of every team member.
His steady and powerful voice echoed across the square: "Your mission to Antarctica is of great importance. The goal this time is to occupy the Freemasons' Antarctica Geocentric Base, and obtain that frozen three-headed giant monster and the crystals. If you encounter resistance, kill without mercy!"
His voice seemed to contain an invisible power, penetrating the biting cold wind and drilling directly into everyone's hearts, instantly instilling a sense of mission in the crowd.
The seven elders of the Freemasons, parasitized by the Mind Control Demon Bug, had vacant eyes yet showed absolute loyalty to Zhou Qi, and responded in unison: "Yes, Master!" Their voices had no emotional fluctuation but were filled with unquestionable resolve.
Behind them, the Lizardmen troop was full of energy, their scales shimmering with a cold light under the dim illumination, a light like winter stars, radiating icy killing intent.
They tightly gripped their weapons, the blades reflecting a faint cold light in the night, emanating a chilling aura, as if ready to tear apart any enemy who dared to stand in their way at any moment.
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May 29, 2017
In the blink of an eye, it was the next day. Inside the Geocentric Base, a flash of white light illuminated the entire teleportation area, and a team of dozens of people arrived on the surface.
The Beautiful Country, having now dealt with the Freemasons, was considered a nation under Zhou Qi's command.
The intense battle that erupted yesterday caused tremors throughout California, the ground seemed to shake, and houses swayed along with it.
However, the authorities quickly dispelled the rumors, claiming it was a small earthquake, cleverly covering up the traces of the battle.
This time, the team was still led by Golo, along with a Lizardmen combat team and the seven elders of the Freemasons.
They boarded a super-large transport plane provided by the military. This transport plane was huge, with sleek lines, shimmering with a metallic luster in the sunlight, like a steel beast.
It flew directly towards Antarctica, only needing to refuel at a military base in the Beautiful Country midway.
The transport plane flew at high altitude, the fuselage slightly bumpy.
Golo stood inside the cabin, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings. His eyes were like those of a hawk, not missing any detail.
From time to time, he observed the situation below through the window. The clouds outside the window were as white as marshmallows, changing shape under the sunlight, but Golo had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery; he deeply knew the importance and danger of this mission.
The seven elders of the Freemasons stood quietly beside him, like puppets, their eyes vacant, without any independent will, just waiting for orders.
The Lizardmen warriors sat neatly in their seats, their equipment shimmering with a metallic luster under the cabin lights. This equipment was meticulously crafted, each piece sturdy and durable, providing strong protection for them in combat.
After several hours of flying, the transport plane finally arrived at the military base midway.
The base was brightly lit, countless searchlights illuminating the entire base as if it were daytime.
Soldiers bustled about, dressed in neat military uniforms, their steps hurried, each performing their duties.
The transport plane slowly landed on the runway, emitting a huge roar, the sparks generated by the friction between the fuselage and the runway particularly conspicuous in the darkness.
A refueling truck quickly drove towards the transport plane, and personnel skillfully began refueling the aircraft. The refueling hose was connected to the plane, and fuel began to be rapidly injected, making a "hissing" sound.
Golo took advantage of the refueling interval to step out of the cabin and breathe the fresh air.
He felt the cold air outside, which carried a hint of coolness, refreshing his spirit.
