At the same time.
The other Eclipse Moon tribes in the Fallen Land were all facing a crisis simultaneously!
Countless plants mutated.
The surface of the ground writhed and opened its mouth, looking like a mouth had grown inside an intestine--- Wuuu!!!
For a time, wolf howls erupted across the entire planet.
They were the Borisin's warning and battle signals.
Various warships and exoskeleton armor were deployed.
"Damn it, this is an Activated Planet!"
"Someone activated the Fallen Land!"
"It's an Aeon of Abundance! Only an Aeon of Abundance can activate a planet!"
"Why? We also followed Lord Shuhu in conquering countless worlds, why are you swallowing us?!"
The wolf leaders of the various tribes questioned desperately.
The only reply they received was the Living Planet's tentacles and gaping mouths.
"Why aren't those lowly slaves being attacked?!"
Some wolf people discovered that the Foxian slaves were not attacked by the tentacles.
Moreover, the tentacles deliberately bypassed the Foxian people.
"Damn it, is this current Aeon of Abundance a Foxian?!"
All the wolf leaders had a bold conjecture.
Otherwise, how could they be treated differently?
Clearly, some Foxian had become an Aeon of Abundance and was seeking revenge.
Just like that Foxian General on the Xianzhou--- "A group of damned slaves, despite their lowly bloodline, they always manage to find extraordinary opportunities."
The Borisin were secretly cursing the Emanator who activated the planet.
Some wolf people grabbed Foxians to use as human shields, but the tentacles still bypassed the Foxians and attacked them from behind.
Other Borisin who tried to pilot warships off the planet were chased by tentacles and dragged down from ten thousand meters in the sky.
Who knows how much time passed.
The world became quiet.
The surface of the earth no longer writhed.
The mutated vegetation also returned to its original appearance.
"It looks like the cleanup is finished."
Oliver stood up and dusted the fine particles from the corner of his clothes.
I have to say, this anti-virus software is quite effective.
It accurately exterminated the Borisin.
"So this is how it was solved? So powerful---"
Salan muttered to herself, her eyes shining.
She had never imagined that her chance for revenge would come so suddenly.
No wolf people could be seen in the tribe before them anymore.
It was utterly silent--- Now, when she looked at Oliver, her gaze held not only more trust but also a hint of reverence.
Because he had helped her get revenge.
She had said she wanted to kill all the Borisin, and he had killed all the Borisin for her---
At this moment, a pile of Foxian heads emerged from the entrance of the underground cave.
They looked around and observed, like a group of thieves stealing something.
Ning Li hurriedly ran over to greet her clansmen.
She also took the opportunity to explain what had just happened to them.
As soon as they heard that the Borisin were all dead, all the Foxians immediately rushed forward and knelt before Oliver.
"Too much slavishness. I killed your masters, so you treat me as your master? Tsk---"
Oliver's mind was actually entirely focused on Fei Xiao.
He didn't really have any plans for this group of Foxians.
Surely the condition for completing the script isn't making Fei Xiao the leader of these Foxians, is it---
Don't say that, but actually, it's possible.
Thinking of this, Oliver decided to let nature take its course for now, at least keeping these slaves around as backup.
"From now on, you are my subjects, and she will be your leader."
Oliver pushed Salan forward in front of the crowd, completely disregarding whether she agreed or not.
When the many Foxians saw this, having a Foxian as their leader meant they clearly wouldn't be ravaged by the Borisin anymore.
How could they possibly be picky?
They immediately knelt and shouted: "We thank the Benefactor, greetings to the Leader!"
Salan had never seen such a display and stood dumbfounded in place, like a puppet.
Ning Li, however, was composed. She gently pulled Salan's hand and then whispered into her ear.
After that, Salan cleared her throat and said loudly, "You are no longer slaves, but the people of Oliver, your Benefactor. Remember today's kindness and strive to repay it!"
A large group of Foxian knelt in response, and then, under her arrangement, they went to take over the Borisin tribe and begin their new lives.
Oliver secretly glanced at the little dark Foxian girl, Ning Li, feeling that this child also had the potential to be a leader.
Perhaps he could cultivate her into a useful tool.
"Salan, is this glorious age to your liking? Are you satisfied?"
Oliver walked up to Salan and asked with a smile.
Salan nodded, then shook her head: "What about the other Borisin? There are still many tribes—"
Oliver said calmly, "Of course. Just like here, not a single one remains."
Salan then asked, "I want to go see for myself, may I?"
"You little girl, you don't believe me?"
Oliver chuckled, raised his hand, and flicked Salan on the forehead.
Salan covered her forehead, showing a hint of grievance, "I just want to see it with my own eyes—it's not that I don't believe you."
"Then say 'Oliver, the Aeon of Abundance, is a good person' three times. I'll take you to see it."
Oliver curled his lips slightly, intending to tease the young girl.
When Salan heard this request, she immediately froze awkwardly.
She wondered why this powerful man was so childish.
Due to the kindness she had just received and the imposing power of the other party.
Salan still complied obediently: "Oliver, the Aeon of Abundance, is a good person." * 3
"Heh, remember what you said."
Oliver smiled faintly and took Salan and Ning Li on a tour around the planet.
At every location, he gathered a group of Foxian.
Of course, some Foxian were more independent, believing Oliver was the second coming of the Wolf Lord.
Consequently, they were publicly executed by Oliver.
Those who showed no gratitude were only a scourge if left alive.
Salan didn't have any objection to this, as she also felt that some Foxian truly lacked common sense and were too deeply influenced by the Wolf Lord.
Unconsciously, Salan no longer questioned anything Oliver said.
Especially after she personally witnessed the demise of the Borisin on this planet.
Simply because of a promise made that day, Oliver eliminated all the Borisin for her.
Wasn't this worthy of trust?
If she could be deceived even after this, Salan wouldn't know what she should believe anymore.
Night fell. By the bonfire.
The blazing firelight illuminated the two figures.
"Um—does your hand still hurt—"
Salan awkwardly pointed to Oliver's palm and said, "It was wrong of me to bite you and misunderstand you back then."
Thinking about it now, she really shouldn't have bitten Oliver at the time.
Every time she recalled it, she felt guilty, always believing she needed to apologize.
Hearing this, Oliver felt a flicker of joy.
Bringing it up and apologizing voluntarily meant that she had already given him her trust.
It was a good start.
"A very sincere apology, but you won't even call me 'Ge'."
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