"Plan to come back? Our New China treatment is particularly good." Yang Yuefan's words were a little tempting: "We can provide comprehensive protection for you and your family."

"What do I need to pay? What do you want from me?" Alex is past the age of innocence. He doesn't like his country, never, and so does his family, even though they have been enjoying the dividends brought by a pathological constitution for generations.

Conscience exists deep in the human soul, and not every American can accept slavery and biochemical technology that is increasingly cross-line.

But the top leaders of the US imperialists stood the governors, the owners of the manors, the technocrats at the center of life technology, and the end-producers who account for 99% of the wealth of the entire country.

They draw nutrients from the flesh and blood of the slaves day after day and thrive. Each governor has his own armed force and serves him personally. The few free people in the city are more like animals in the zoo built by the governors to relax themselves.

Several central states with D.C Special Zone as the core have been trying to make the US imperial great again by weakening slavery, but their progress is terrible. Centuries have passed, and the Governor is still the Governor.

Even Alex must admit that many governors in his country are more evil than the chaos demons in the game.

The U.S. governors had a total of fifty states and fifty governors, of which thirteen were governors and the final producers.

They were the first generation of governors, immortals, and monsters who survived from the old era to the present through various means, are demons wearing human skins.

Some of them store their brains in a container of characteristics and preserve them intact, using an extremely complex personnel system to check and balance each other to ensure that they are put into a new body when their technology is developed enough in the future. Unfortunately, they succeed.

Some people used technology that was almost impossible to understand in that era, strengthened their bodies and survived a long life.

Thomas Alva, the Governor of the Lone Star, the King of Kings, and the monsters roaming the black soil, who share the title of the Deadly Fear, is one of the most powerful and ruthless rulers of the United States.

Alex was told the name of every governor in the school, and this name was engraved in the hearts of all American free people like a nightmare.

In a whole state, millions of free people were all massacred and eradicated overnight, without any survivors, and were neat and neat. Just to demonstrate his rights, Thomas Alva issued an extinction order, leaving only slaves left on his land.

"You new Chinese people have a saying that you don't receive any reward without merit. I must know whether I can afford this price." Alex continued to move upstream of the water source: "The governors have so many ways to make life worse than death. They live for this."

"For a long time, because of your special political system, our intelligence department has not developed very well, and it is difficult to obtain high-value intelligence, especially information related to the Governor." Yang Yuefan explained patiently: "You seem to be a good breakthrough, and you will not be suspected of having a good background. You have good strength in this world and may not have no chance to contact the Governor in the future."

"Do you want me to be your spy?" Alex asked in confusion: "I am not a spy material. Everyone knows that I don't like the physique of my own country. In order to escape from that country, I sent myself to outer space!"

"But now that the server is connected, you have the opportunity to return to the New World in the future, and Charlieson Manson trusts you very much." Yang Yuefan smiled and continued to increase his bargaining chips: "Look, you are not the only one in my little bird."

"Can my family really be protected?" Alex hesitated for only a few seconds, and had no sense of identity with most of the free people of the United States, especially since he had seen anti-human institutions such as Organ Farms.

"Of course, the US may have made other achievements in doomsday weapons, but it is two levels behind us in conventional technology. Our orbital strike teams are almost the same as going home." Yang Yuefan promised: "I will snap my fingers and a orbital strike team can land in your backyard, bring your family with you, pack up the personal assets of the Yeager family, and even have time to bathe your dog and return to New China."

"What do I need to do?" Alix agreed with Yang Yuefan very little. In fact, the United States has a large number of free people allowed every year, and immigrated to the EU, New China, Mao Federation, and even the Afiliga Alliance through various legal and illegal channels.

"There is nothing to do for the time being. Do the work on your hand. Your drinking water will not last long." Yang Yuefan teased: "By the way, the water system near you has been completely polluted by chaos. Our airship inspected 120 kilometers along the way and was completely destroyed."

"Hell, we're dead." Alex glanced at his two companions, whose mission was to follow the stream all the way up and find a clean source of water.

"I wish you good luck Alex. I hope you get the chance to return to the new continent as soon as possible." Yang Yuefan directly cut off his ties with Alex. He didn't think that the American players could cause them trouble.

On the contrary, those EU people seemed to be very motivated because of the reinforcements that were about to arrive.

Lieutenant Colonel Smith took advantage of the chaos in Gothrim City and moved around, gathering up many broken mercenaries and a built-in Paladin unit.

Dale, the commander of the Paladin, once again led his small team of only seventeen people to break out a bloody path in the Black Forest and escape successfully.

Dale Sheews did not trust the group of extraordinary people of unknown origin in front of him, but the will of the Lord of Glory told him that the person in front of him was a friend and he should cooperate with their actions.

"Our reinforcements were intercepted by the Seris halfway, but our strength was stronger. Soon a large number of warships would carry thousands of soldiers from Anthony Harbor!" Lieutenant Colonel Smith said, pointing to the map. After a lot of hardships, they finally got a relatively accurate map from the New China people: "Before this, we must preserve our existing power and continue to attack their weaknesses."
Chapter completed!