This also determines that these guys will be the key targets to be cracked down on in suppressing the rebellion, because there are too few pure-blooded powerful beings who were originally superior and are now the dominant race, while those who were originally pure-blooded inferior and are now the dominant race have not actually gained much benefit from this rebellion.
After all, the Zhanghuang tribe originally implemented a policy of equality for all groups. The inferior race had long enjoyed the treatment of the dominant race. The only ones who were truly dissatisfied with this policy were a small group of people who were originally of superior race but now wanted to become the dominant race.
They are the only ones who will benefit most from this rebellion. Given the natural imbalance in numbers between the superior and inferior races, if all the mixed-blood powerhouses involved in this rebellion are killed, then all the inferior races of the Yellow Clan may defect, and the foundation of the rebellion will cease to exist.
At that time, as long as Commander Lang raises his arm and calls, those inferior races who are afraid of becoming slaves will respond one after another. The other pure-blooded inferior races will naturally have no objection. The remaining few pure-blooded superior races and their races will have no choice but to be at Commander Lang's mercy.
This move has the implication of "using their own methods against them." You are dissatisfied with the policy of equality for all groups, and I will use the advantages of this policy to defeat you.
The strategy of "cutting off the fuel supply" and "grasping the key points" suggests that if Pudu's method is followed, there would be no need for a major battle, and the Zhang Huang clan's strength would not be significantly reduced. After all, even if there are many mixed-blood powerhouses, their numbers are still limited. What a brilliant plan!
"Back in Haochuan City, did you see a group of powerful figures following Commander Lang? They were all inferior pure-blooded powerful figures. These guys were opportunists until the very end." Tongxuan, fearing that Wang Yao hadn't yet understood Pudu's meaning, immediately pointed at Wang Yao again.
“Hmm, it’s a good plan, but those mixed-blood powerhouses won’t just sit there and wait for you to kill them, will they? And in my opinion, since Tang Jin can obtain that special skill of spitting silk, I’m afraid those mixed-blood powerhouses are not easy to deal with either, right?” Wang Yao asked again.
"So what if they're powerful? We have Commander Lang!" Tongxuan laughed. "As long as Commander Lang and I take action, we can leave the powerful ones to Commander Lang and the ordinary ones to me. In about ten days, I believe the Zhang Huang clan will be able to turn the tide again."
“This humble monk has come up with a new idea. In fact, Commander Lang doesn’t even need to step in,” Pudu said calmly from the side.
"What do you mean?" Tongxuan asked in astonishment.
“We have the Old Man of the Moon here. Just now, the Old Man of the Moon reminded this humble monk that those mixed-blood powerhouses are also the pillars of the Zhanghuang Clan. Every one of them killed is a loss for the Zhanghuang Clan,” Pudu said with a smile.
"You mean... could it be... could it be... that it can actually be turned over without bleeding?" Tongxuan looked at Pudu, then at Wang Yao, even he himself found it unbelievable.
"We still have to kill. Without shedding some blood, how can we scare those scheming guys in the clan? The higher-ranking ones are still useful, but what's the point of keeping those lower-ranking ones who still dare to rebel?" Pudu said calmly.
Wang Yao nodded helplessly. He now felt a deep sense of awe towards Pudu. This monk was too terrifying. His trick of arranging marriages was incredibly effective. With the help of Lang Shuai and Tongxuan, he estimated that Pudu wouldn't even need to lift a finger; he could just swipe the interface panel in the room and it would be done.
It's very simple. Just arrange a slave-race marriage for those mixed-race powerhouses. Then those mixed-race powerhouses will be unable to resist, and their motivation and determination to rebel will be greatly reduced. One or two won't matter, but if too many are involved, it will become a trend that shakes the foundation of the Yellow Clan.
"Does the Old Man of the Moon also think it's suitable?" Pudu smiled and looked at Wang Yao.
“That’s right. As long as I have the names of those powerful figures, I can take action right now,” Wang Yao said.
"That's excellent. Do you think our plan will be accepted by Commander Lang?" Pudu asked with a smile.
"Unless that Commander Lang has lost his mind!" Before Wang Yao could answer, Tong Xuan jumped up first. "Commander Lang lives next door, right? Come on, let's go find him."
Seeing the three enter the room, utter a long string of incomprehensible words, and now rushing out, Hui Shuo smiled and turned the television back on. A melodious chanting then came from the television on the wall.
“The Buddha’s teachings are boundless. The more you hear them, the more you will understand. Keep it up, Master Huishuo!” Pudu said to Huishuo with a smile.
"Amitabha." Hui Shuo clasped his hands together in front of Pudu, his face smiling mysteriously, as if he had indeed received the blessing of Buddhism.
It was already noon the next day when the group came out of Lang Shuai's room. Wang Yao did not go back to his room, but followed Tongxuan and Pudu down one more floor and arrived at the door of VIP Room No. 5.
"We've been busy since we arrived in Muyi City yesterday, and this is actually the first time we've ever been inside a room. Let me tell you, the VIP room in the Yi Clan's No. 1 Building is quite nice," Tongxuan said with a smile as he swiped his card to open the door.
"Lord Yue Lao, now that the matter is settled, why don't you go back to your room to rest? Why have you come here instead?" Pu Du asked with a smile as he looked at Wang Yao.
"There's still something I don't understand. If this problem isn't resolved, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to help you," Wang Yao said, frowning.
"The Old Man of the Moon is a high-ranking official in the Heavenly Court. How could he care about the rise and fall of a mere B race? You should know that the Heavenly Court's consistent policy towards the various races in the Holy Realm is to divide and conquer them. They absolutely do not want to see any powerful races emerge," Pudu said, understanding the situation perfectly.
“But…” Wang Yao was still extremely conflicted. According to their plan, Lang Shuai could restore the Zhanghuang clan without the help of the Yi clan. In that case, the marriage he arranged for Jinxiu and Lang Shuai would be superfluous and might even lead to the Zhanghuang clan being controlled by the Yi clan.
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