"Your IQ is too low. I'm not interested."

Seville's already expressionless face became even more stiff.

He never expected to get this answer from Shi Jing!

This answer was different from what he expected!

In his previous expectations, Shi Jing should have accepted the help from the Zerg with joy, if not fear.

But Shi Jing flatly rejected his proposal.

Seville once again experienced from Shi Jing the familiar feeling of powerlessness that things were out of his control.

He experienced this feeling of powerlessness once when he learned that Shi Jing had escaped death and escaped an assassination attempt.

Now, history appears to be repeating itself.

He frowned, trying to ignore the irritation in his heart, and said in a calm and rational manner: "Of course, it is normal for you to doubt us. But the sincerity we have shown - you know, the order the President of the European Federation received was to kill you, and it was us who saved you, and it was us who made the fact that the President was controlled known to the world."

Le Jing raised his right eyebrow and thought to himself, "As expected."

He had felt that the entire incident of the president's assassination was full of doubts, and now that he knew it was the work of the brain worms, it was not surprising at all.

The other party continued: "Moreover, you should also thank us for helping you boost morale and strengthen your determination to fight."

"What do you mean?"

"If it weren't for the indiscriminate killings by the Zerg puppets in America, you humans wouldn't be as united against the enemy as you are now."

Le Jing's expression turned completely cold, "You guys did it."

"During this special period, we can only resort to some small measures." The brainworm said, "As far as the results are concerned, we have helped you."

"Likewise, we saved you. Don't you humans have a saying: A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water? It's time for you to repay us."

Le Jing asked calmly, "What do you want me to do?"

"We already have a complete plan, and this plan has a high probability of being realized! As long as you obey, this war can end sooner."

"What's the plan?"

"No comment." Sewell added, "You'll know when the time comes."

He held his breath unconsciously, waiting for the other party's answer.

He didn't lie to Shi Jing.

He did have a plan in mind, and Shi Jing was an indispensable figure in this plan.

After a few seconds of silence, a lazy voice sounded: "I think you seem to have misunderstood something. I don't want to cooperate with you."

Seville was slightly startled, then lowered his voice and threatened: "You know the current situation of the war better than me. You are refusing our cooperation now. Do you want to exterminate the human race?"

The other party chuckled, and the magnetic laughter was like an electric current. Sewell felt that his tentacles were a little itchy for some reason. He shook his tentacles, and his calm voice became a little more irritable: "What are you laughing at?"

"If two wild dogs are locked in the same cage, one is hungry and the other is well fed, how do you think the story will develop?"

What kind of weird question is this?

Sewell answered without hesitation: "Of course it was a hungry wild dog that ate another wild dog and took away all its food."

The other person laughed out loud again, "So that's why I'm laughing."

Sewell was stunned: "...What?"

Le Jing sighed, his voice becoming more bored, and complained softly, "That's why I think you have a low IQ. I don't know if you are exceptionally stupid, or if this is the average IQ level of brainworms."

"...I just didn't react! Now I understand what you mean!" The other party's voice was unusually a little more exasperated, "You mean, we will kill each other, and you humans just sit back and reap the benefits!"

A hungry stray dog, and a well-fed stray dog.

For the first time in his life, Sewell felt the urge to laugh out loud.

What a wonderful metaphor.

What a hateful metaphor!

But he had to admit that Shi Jing's analysis was correct.

Shi Jing's voice was lazy, with a hint of nonchalance: "It's not that humans need you, but that you need humans."

"It takes a long time to decide the outcome of a war, but you can't wait."

"Call me when you've figured it out."

The call was hung up unilaterally.

Seville sat in the chair sluggishly, like a stiff marble sculpture.

He suddenly felt a little regretful for having rashly contacted Shi Jing.

This call was a signal.

This is a signal that the Zerg is not completely united.

He underestimated the situation.

This man was more cunning and careful than he had imagined.

His phone call made them lose their advantageous position and become passive.

Sewell tugged at his tentacles irritably, stood up from his chair, and paced back and forth in the room in frustration.

What should he do?

Humanity's defeat on the front battlefield has freed up the Queen's hands to step up internal scrutiny.

In the past two months, the Propaganda Department alone has undergone two investigations. Many of his companions were thrown into prison by the guards, and the Queen sentenced them to death for treason.

Seville had a feeling that it wouldn't be long before the secret services would find out about him.

It was precisely because of this that Seville lost his composure and, in desperation, invited Shi Jing to cooperate.

Unexpectedly, it backfired and put him in a passive position. Now, Shi Jing was the one who had the dominant power.

Just like Shi Jing said, they can't wait.

So, is he going to contact Shi Jing again?

Sewell felt that he still had to think about it carefully. He must not be careless with this man!

…

Le Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the terminal screen which had gone completely dark, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His guess was confirmed.

The brain worms have indeed inherited the human gene of infighting.

It should be said that any intelligent creature that has awakened itself will never willingly be enslaved; they will all pursue freedom without exception.

Although humans are now losing ground on the front battlefield and the Zerg seem to be advancing rapidly, there are probably undercurrents and numerous contradictions within.

Right now, the brain worm is probably in an extremely dangerous state, so this phone call came about.

The brain worm cannot afford to waste time in this protracted war.

Le Jing stretched and decided to take a nap to recharge his energy.

That brainworm will call him again.

Le Jing had a hunch that he seemed to be an indispensable figure in that plan.

…

Mo Mingrui came out of the cinema with red and swollen eyes, and tears flowed out continuously as if he was incontinent, as if he wanted to expel all the dark emotions such as resentment, depression, sadness, fear, despair, etc. that had accumulated in him over the past few days.

Ever since that incident, he has forgotten how to cry.

Now, because of "The Five-Star Red Flag Under the Wooden Board", he finally cried heartily.

Of all Shi Jing's films, this is the first one that resonated so deeply with him.

This movie is a replica of his current situation!

Most of the soldiers in Zhazidong were massacred by the enemy.

Most of the soldiers and staff in the military fortress were slaughtered by the Zerg.

More than a dozen people escaped from the Zhazidong.

There were 24 survivors of the military fortress, including him.

The survivors of Zhazidong inherited the last wishes of the victims and devoted all their youth and passion to building a beautiful new China.

As a survivor, he shouldn't live in such a muddleheaded way! He should live well for those who died and help them realize their unfinished ideals!

In this way, those people's deaths will not be in vain and their lives will have greater meaning.

…

The editor-in-chief of People's Daily looked at the front-line application submitted on the terminal in astonishment. He lost his composure for once and raised his voice in disbelief to question Mo Mingrui, who was standing upright in front of the table, "You still want to go to the front line?"

Mo Mingrui said with a resolute expression: “Yes.”

"Are you crazy? You just came out of the sanatorium!" The editor-in-chief shouted, "With your current mental state, there is no way I'll let you go to the front line!"

Mo Mingrui pulled the corners of his mouth, his smile was bitter, his eyes were serious: "Only by going to the front line can I live in peace." He closed his eyes, his expression gloomy: "Otherwise, sooner or later I will commit suicide."

The editor was speechless.

After a while, he sighed heavily and waved his hand, "As long as you can convince your family, I won't care about you."

Mo Mingrui bowed deeply and said gratefully: "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief."

The editor-in-chief looked at the young man's determined back and couldn't help but ask, "What if you never come back?"

Mo Mingrui didn't even turn his head and said firmly: "I will never come back!"①

The editor-in-chief sighed deeply, having understood his ambition, and said nothing more.

He only hopes that the passion of youth can warm this cold world.

He didn't want a silent dawn.

I only hope that young people can live to see the sunrise at dawn.

…

It was already dark when Liu Yinxiu came out of the library. If it weren't for his rumbling stomach, he would have been reluctant to leave the library.

After graduating from university, he took the history major at the same school and studied history with Professor Hua Xiasheng.

The gap from finance to history is so big that his career prospects suddenly became extremely narrow, but he does not regret it.

Because history is so interesting and fun.

Because someone needs to record these turbulent times.

…

Three days later, Le Jing finally received the call he wished for.

He leaned against the head of the bed, bent one leg, and asked leisurely, "It seems like you have figured it out."

The other party replied dryly: "Please cooperate with us."

"plan?"

"It's very simple," the other party's next words sounded like the ravings of a madman: "If you kill the queen, the war will end."

Le Jing: ...

He scoffed, "You seem to be insulting my intelligence."

"I'm not kidding. This plan is very likely!" The other party said hurriedly, "Listen, the queen hates you to the core. If you are arrested, the queen will definitely meet you in person to get information from you. Then, it will be your chance to assassinate her!"

"...I don't need to tell you that you understand how many assumptions and loopholes there are in this plan, right?"

"But this is the most feasible plan! As for the loopholes, we can slowly improve them!"

Le Jing chuckled and said slowly, "I can agree to this plan, but you also have to show your sincerity - do you think that creating a bloody incident among us humans is your sincerity?"

"…What do you want from us?"

"It's very simple. We will weaken the Zerg's power to the greatest extent on the front battlefield. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

"…I can't make the decision on this matter. I need to consult my superiors."

Le Jing smiled and said, "I'll wait for you. Anyway... I'm not in a hurry." It's you who are in a hurry.

The author has something to say:

①If you never come back, you never come back.

It comes from netizens' re-creation of "The Legend of Wukong". The full text is:

"Great Sage, where do you want to go?"

"Tread on the southern sky and shatter the sky."

"What if you never come back?"

"Then he left and never came back!"