These rumors have always been told by people who have been there. Even the people who least like to see there will say something sour when it is mentioned... No, that's all.

"..." Yin Wen suddenly turned his head and stared at Ma Ningze.

In this moment, Ma Ningze immediately felt the pressure from the other party.

Ordinary people living here still don’t know about the changes in the African Community, let alone the African Community cities that have changed under the leadership of Aktaian. So compared to Aktaian’s wooing, they must be more interested in the representatives of Maningze.

I yearn for the invitation from heaven even more.

This kid... doesn’t know anything, right?] Yin Wen thought.

Or... is he deceiving me? A newborn calf?]

Facing the pressure from Yin Wen, Ma Ningze looked like a breeze was blowing on his face.

"Alas..." Yin Wen suddenly lamented.

"Uh... Lord Actaeon... why are you sighing?" The old man saw Yin Wen sighing and couldn't help but asked with some doubts.

"It's a pity...it's a pity..." Yin Wen said pretendingly.

"You have traveled tens of thousands of miles from the African Community to the African Community. It is a long journey."

"But the heavenly beings live far away in the L3 star region of the universe, and Xinyue City is even more than a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from here... dozens of times farther away."

"Mr. Mal, I'm very curious, how do you gods plan to take them away? What is your purpose?" Yin Wen looked at Ma Ningze and asked in a pretentious manner.

"Then what is Actaeon's purpose?" Ma Ningze asked nonchalantly.

When Yin Wen heard this, he glanced at Ma Ningze again.

"Actuaeon's purpose is very simple." Yin Wen shrugged and said with a smile.

"Old sir, the Earth Alliance has caused so much harm to you, do you hate them?"

When the old man heard this, he fell silent.

"What's the use of hating..." He suddenly said with a wry smile.

"The result is that we will continue to be restricted and squeezed by them. Then they will kill us like weeding..."

"Old man, come to us Actaeon!" Yin Wen said while the iron was hot.

"Mr. Yin Wen, the ruins of this refugee camp have not been completely cleared. Isn't it too early to talk about this now?" Ma Ningze reminded indifferently.

"..." Yin Wen glanced at Ma Ningze again. This time, Ma Ningze could sense the murderous intention of the other party without using his mind-reading skills.

"You... are right." Yin Wen was silent for a long time, then squeezed out a smile again.

"It's not too late to talk again after everyone is rescued!"

After Yin Wen walked out of the room, Ma Ningze stepped forward and held the old man's overwhelmed hand.

He looked at the other person's hands, which were covered with wrinkles and varicose veins, as well as fingers filled with dust, and the nail gaps that might be infected with onychomycosis.

Ma Ningze didn't dislike it at all. He carefully observed the opponent's hands.

"Uh... this... little brother?" The old man was a little shy for the first time.

"Old man, what's your name?" Ma Ningze put down the other person's hand and asked kindly.

"The old man's name is Katas, Katas L. Winster."

"Old Mr. Winster." Ma Ningze said solemnly.

"On behalf of the gods, I can promise you that if you want to come to Xinyue City, our door will be open to you at any time."

"This..." The old man was shocked.

"Is this true?"

"Of course." Ma Ningze smiled and nodded.

"If you are unable to leave your homeland, we are willing to help you rebuild your home here, but if you wish to leave, we also welcome you."

"Of course, you don't have to rush to answer my request now, but..."

Ma Ningze saw a dirty bracelet on the other person's wrist.

"As long as you, your family, friends, and your companions are willing to join the heavenly beings, you can say so to your bracelet at any time."

"Bracelet?" The old man was stunned, and then looked at the smart bracelet in his hand in disbelief.

"You mean...this thing...can contact heavenly beings?"

"It will give you an email address, and you can contact the person in the email directly."

Ma Ningze said.

In fact, this mailbox is Xiaoli's mailbox, which is open to the outside world. Xiaoli controls almost all mailboxes and communications.

Only the legal department's email address and the travel project email address are managed by Natal, George and Yinsen.

"Thank you for your kindness." The old man said solemnly.

"No need to thank me, old man." Ma Ningze waved his hand.

"Besides this, I have one more thing to ask you."

"Oh?" The old man nodded, "Please tell me."

"Excuse me...your hometown...that is, Romania..." Maningze said this and narrowed his eyes.

"I wonder... is there a forest near the Mediterranean Sea... where no one is allowed to enter?"

"A forest that no one is allowed to enter?" The old man was stunned.

……

"Boss, we have encountered some trouble." Yin Wen turned on the communicator and said to a secret channel.

"Oh? Tell me!" Duke's voice came from the channel.

"Heaven." Yin Wen said seriously.

"... They said they would consider the possibility of a temporary truce with us... But, today..." Yin Wen hesitated.

"I already know the cause and effect." Duke replied.

"You're too impatient, Yin Wen."

"This is just a refugee camp, so why not give it to heaven and humans?"

"But sir, our supplies..." Yin Wen was a little dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, I know this is not your problem." Duke said.

"The Celestial Beings have their own information channels. Those who cooperate with us, their former clans split into several groups, and one of these groups may have contacted the Celestial Beings and provided them with intelligence help."<

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"If we can get some help from the clan's intelligence network, then they can certainly do it too."

"In this way, it is possible to analyze Actaeon's intelligence and analyze our ultimate goal."

"...Oh, I'm sorry, sir, it's my fault." Yin Wen sighed.

"I underestimated the gods."

"You just underestimated that boy." Duke retorted.

"Be careful not to think too much about us in front of him."

Yin Wen was stunned.

"He? Just a kid of about eighteen years old?"

"Yes." Duke said.
Chapter completed!