Gu Xiechen sat leisurely on a hastily crafted, carved armchair, sipping fragrant tea. (Novel à.1κ.０text version first release)

Twelve naked Spirit race warriors were suspended upside down from the large trees ahead. Several scarred mercenaries were brandishing sharp daggers, hovering them over the warriors' bodies as if calculating the easiest spot to strike. Twelve foul-smelling socks, taken from the mercenaries of the Hell's Angels mercenary group with the worst foot odor, were stuffed into the mouths of these Spirit race warriors, causing the unfortunate men to roll their eyes in disgust.

Three Roman warriors, similarly stripped naked, stood pitifully before Gu Xiechen, clutching their lower regions. Tears welled in their eyes; in that moment, they seemed to see horns sprouting from Gu Xiechen's head, bat wings emerging from his back, and a long tail twitching behind his rear.

"I love peace, so..." Gu Xiechen dropped the teacup in his hand. He pointed at the three Roman warriors before him and roared, "Don't strike their faces!"

Including Mo He, ten carefully selected, burly mercenaries grinned menacingly, raising their heavy wooden clubs. With a great roar, they lunged forward, swinging the clubs.

One Roman warrior recoiled, jumping backward as if he were a virgin about to be violated, screaming hoarsely, "Villains! I will not betray our great Roman Kingdom!"

Mo He brought a club down squarely onto the man's backside. The heavy impact sent the Roman, who stood nearly two meters seventy tall, flying back more than ten meters. A welt the thickness of a rolling pin quickly bloomed on the Roman's previously fair and delicate buttocks. With a screech of 'Awooo,' the thrown Roman tumbled on the ground, weeping uncontrollably, wailing, "Your Earth Federation has the Human Rights Act! You cannot abuse prisoners!"

"Mo He, careful! Don't hit his face!" Gu Xiechen took a roasted pork leg handed to him by Xin Jia and took a bite, chewing slowly on the fragrant meat while lazily reminding Mo He.

Mo He, who was about to rain down blows upon the Roman's face and head, paused, grumbling deeply, "Uh, the Boss said no hitting the face! Damn it, the Human Rights Act? I'm a mercenary; I don't follow Federation laws!" He stomped his heavy foot down hard on the Roman's groin. Even though the man tightly clutched his lower body with both hands, Mo He, as a Innate Fighter, possessed immense strength. The Roman's fingers dug deep into his own groin, instantly distorting its shape.

It didn't matter if they were Earthlings or Romans; as long as they were men, their crotches were equally vulnerable.

The Roman's face instantly turned purple, his golden pupils shrinking to pinpricks. He opened his mouth, sucking in shallow breaths for a full three minutes before screaming at the top of his lungs, "Oh, Supreme and Mighty 'Moldor Neutron Star God'... Awooo... Tell me what you want, and I will do it!"

The other two Romans held out a full ten seconds longer. After those ten seconds, the remaining two screamed in unison, "Whatever you want, we'll cooperate!" In just a few minutes, these two Romans had become mottled, black and white like giant pandas.

Boreas shook his head, pressing his palms together and murmuring, "Namo Amitabha, Romans are truly unreliable."

Linghu shook his head, spitting a thick glob of phlegm onto the ground, "Sigh, Romans are as spineless as ever. Boring."

Medusa, who had been quietly mixing a small pile of powder, stood up silently and violently ground the powder into the dirt with her foot. A few nearby fallen leaves immediately blackened and withered.

Gu Xiechen sighed, pulling over a dozen printed sheets of paper from the sleeve of his Taoist robe and handing them to Andov beside him. "Andov, dress these three distinguished guests. Hmm, and tidy up their hairstyles. Monitor them to ensure they transmit this intelligence back according to our specifications, maximizing the chance that the Roman fleet will land at our designated location."

Andov took the papers, glanced at them, sucked in a sharp breath, and gave Gu Xiechen a huge thumbs-up.

Outside the valley where the command post was located, a considerable pile of Zakla energy crystals lay heaped on the ground. Siren sat weakly atop the pile, silver light constantly surging out from around him. Numerous naked women strode out of the silver light. These women were all extremely robust, with tightly knotted muscles, completely bald heads, and pectoral muscles developed to rival a man's. If viewed from a distance, they would be indistinguishable from men.

Nearly a hundred mercenaries from the Hell's Angels group were busy tensely nearby. Stacks of wooden crates lay beside them, filled with newly manufactured uniforms for the Hell's Angels and Holy Unicorn mercenary groups. Every woman emerging from the silver light would receive a uniform, dress completely, and apply special camouflage paint to her face, further obscuring any feminine traits.

Behind the mercenaries distributing uniforms were massive racks of firearms, clearly freshly manufactured and stacked high. A contingent of soldiers was busy at the racks, distributing weapons and ammunition to these women, arming them into a presentable fighting force.

Behind the firearm racks, the truly bizarre scene unfolded.

Hot chunks of beast meat were being carried up by bulky mercenaries. Sharp broadswords chopped the meat into pieces and stuffed them into field packs, with a stick of explosives attached to a remote control placed inside each pack. Siren's Boundary Puppets arrived before these mercenaries, and each puppet was fitted with a backpack. Others rushed over to hang water bags, tool pouches, and ammunition belts onto these puppets. These small accessories were stuffed full of blood bags.

"Gu Xiechen... you are too treacherous," Siren glared angrily at Gu Xiechen, who strolled over calmly holding a teacup, accusing him hotly, "Deceiving the Romans like this is dishonest!"

Gu Xiechen ignored Siren’s words and calmly stated, "Alright, alright. With your current ability, how many Boundary Puppets can you summon and control at once? Forty thousand, at least forty thousand!"

Siren declared proudly, "Fifty thousand. If I don't summon the Silver-Winged Angels or high-power individual Boundary Puppets, my current mental strength limit allows control over fifty thousand."

"Impressive!" Gu Xiechen gave him a hearty thumbs-up.

The momentarily smug Siren instantly slumped, looking dejected. He pointed at the fierce women continuously emerging from the silver light and said with a bitter smile, "But these kinds of Boundary Puppets are an insult to me! No large breasts, no big butts, skin as dark as pure African brothers—can that even be called a woman? This is a total insult to my aesthetic standards."

Aredia, standing nearby, let out a soft snort, and Siren immediately fell silent.

Gu Xiechen hopped onto the crystal pile and clapped Siren hard on the shoulder, laughing, "This is war now, Siren! We only care about the results, not how beautiful the process is."

The sound of heavy footsteps rapidly approached. Xin Jia burst from the valley carrying a specially made metal container and quickly vanished into the dense woods. Siren and Aredia’s gazes had not left Xin Jia’s powerful frame and knotted muscles since he appeared. Only after Xin Jia’s silhouette was obscured by tree trunks did Siren sigh, "Is Xin Jia truly the first Boundary Puppet you summoned?"

Gu Xiechen gave Siren an affirmative reply.

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