My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 173 The Knights of the Ming Holy Grail!
The liquid in the cup was constantly rolling as if it were alive, emitting a dazzling and attractive red color, as if it was tempting creatures to drink it.

There is naturally a reason why Zhu Houcong is currently unwilling to use this thing in large quantities for the Ming army.

Firstly, it consumes too many resources and the maintenance cost is too high. Secondly, the cultivation time is too long.

The energy required for the evolution of this thing does not come out of thin air. Although it can preserve the host's sanity to the greatest extent in the process of leading to the extraordinary, the energy they require is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for ordinary people. Ordinary Ming soldiers Families simply cannot afford it.

Moreover, it is a long process for this holy blood to transform the biological body, stimulate biological potential, and promote biological evolution.

Zhu Houcong made a slight estimate. If he wanted to train an ordinary person to the level of an ordinary Forbidden Army, it would be absolutely impossible without seven or eight years.

And in this process, they also need to constantly fight to gradually improve themselves. The opponent cannot be too strong or too weak. They even need to continue to learn various cultural knowledge and skills, do good people and good deeds, improve their moral character, and satisfy their own spiritual needs. , in order to achieve the harmonious unity of spirit and body, maintain a good mental state, and need to appropriately supplement the genes of other organisms according to its own needs to make up for its own possible defects.

Zhu Houcong didn't have that time, nor did he have that energy.

In comparison, the Forbidden Army Demon Blood Warriors are more cost-effective. In addition to the need to regularly replenish spiritual energy, both in terms of cost and combat power, they completely beat these so-called Holy Grail Knights.

However, the advantages of the Holy Grail are still very obvious. They are out-and-out native creatures and will not be restricted or restricted by aura. Moreover, they have evolved step by step and are obviously more stable.

They can be stationed in various places for a long time and undertake the task of defending the territory.

So, are there a group of people in the Ming Dynasty who have endless food at home and endless money to spend, and are so idle every day that they just collect money without working?

Zhu Houcong suddenly thought of something——

You said that when the country is in crisis, should the clan nobles from all over the country and the court's rice bugs take the initiative to dedicate themselves to the country, show their subjective initiative, sacrifice your too monotonous future of eating, drinking, having fun and living in luxury, and become Holy Grail Knights to devote themselves to the rich world? How about a life of colorful reading, practicing martial arts, and fighting against alien evil spirits?
As for the cost?It's just a sacrifice of your life, which is insignificant to the imperial court.

Why, do you still dare to have any opinions?

If you have the ability, don’t receive a salary from the government!Eat rice from the imperial treasury!
Eat my food and drink my food!How dare you disobey me!
It's against you, you bunch of bitches!

The thought of being able to save countless noble clan members from the boring life of rice bugs and become solid, reliable, capable and capable pillars of the Ming Dynasty.

A sense of satisfaction after helping others arose spontaneously from the bottom of Zhu Houcong's heart.

No need to thank me, as your dear father, this is what I should do.

After collecting the keys to the spacecraft and taking over important nodes such as the database and storage warehouse.

Zhu Houcong asked the last question to the terrifying-looking ancient man in front of him, with dozens of tentacles growing out of him.

"Have you ever eaten a human?"

You know, the purpose of these ancient beings cultivating life on earth was to cultivate a "herd" that could provide meat.

Zhu Houcong didn't think that these ancients were happy to see those horrible things eating, and he didn't want to taste them.

The tentacles waving constantly behind the ancient man in front of him froze when they heard Zhu Houcong's question.

Its colors, symbolizing mood swings, changed again and again.

Zhu Houcong already knew the answer——

"I'm still useful - don't -"

When it discovered that a hand had touched its back at some point, where the bone wings that had degenerated for a long time were hidden, it screamed in panic.

It wanted to run away, but its body was out of control, and it stood stiffly in place. Before its begging for mercy and the conditions it tried to give were spoken, its voice became low.

Zhu Houcong looked at the body of the ancient man in front of him that was gradually turning into ashes in a state of sluggishness, and examined the memory that he roughly wrested from its completely shattered soul using the soul search technique.

It seems it didn't lie to me——

Zhu Houcong thought.

In order to survive, these ancients took refuge in a terrifying existence code-named "The Sleeper".And Zhu Houcong learned that the Sleeper and the "Poseidon" who were also sleeping in the waters around the Ming Dynasty were undying enemies.

Although the soul search technique can ensure that the information obtained is true, it does not guarantee that the information obtained is complete.

If you are unlucky and lose some important parts, such as the control method of this spaceship, for Zhu Houcong, it would be more uncomfortable to see whether the ship can drive or not than to kill himself.

Zhu Houcong asked the craftsmen from the Ministry of Engineering and Qin Tianjian to repair the ship according to the drawings and use the self-healing function of the ship.

It can also become one of the foundations of the Ming Dynasty.

On the surface, our Ming Dynasty is a corrupt and backward feudal dynasty.

In fact - the barbarians ate my Ming Star Destroyer!
This spacecraft can also be controlled by ordinary people, and the energy required can be driven by the blood of various creatures.

This makes Zhu Houcong particularly satisfied.

However, before Zhu Houcong took his love boat back to the capital for repairs.

I still have some things to deal with.

He dodged and came to a warehouse on a spaceship that had just been blown apart.

Zhu Changning has been waiting here for a long time, but this time, looking at the crowd in front of her, a bit of sadness flashed across her face, and she did not make jokes with Zhu Houcong as usual.

Before Zhu Changning broke through the wall and rescued the hostages, two people wearing royal guards and police officers' uniforms protected dozens of people of different identities behind them.

Watching the earth-shattering noises outside with vigilance.

Something happened.

Could it be that someone from the imperial court came to rescue him?

As the tremors became more intense, until the wall in front of them collapsed, revealing a huge hole, looking at the girl wearing the red robe of the imperial army standing at the hole, people couldn't help but think.

After learning that she had really been rescued, people were looking for where the girl's family was and where the others were being held. The girl in front of them shook her head, with an inexplicable look on her face, indicating that she didn't know.

She was not willing to shatter the last illusions of the poor people in front of her. Most of them were kidnapped from home and put on the spaceship at midnight. Obviously, the ancients had some standards for evaluating meat and materials. Most of them were Families are detained in batches.

"There are officers and soldiers and Taoist priests from Qintian Prison outside. Tell them your identity and household registration, and they will escort you home."

Hearing the words coming from the mouth of the young man who suddenly appeared in front of them, and looking at the swaying torches of the Ming army outside the window, everyone cheered suddenly, and many people burst into tears.

Someone reached out, hoping to ask a question.

However, Zhu Houcong shook his head and refused, and directly revealed the bloody fact.

"You are the last survivors, go home and live a good life——"

I hope this won't happen again.

Looking at the woman in front of her who was crying and almost fainting while holding her youngest son, Zhu Changning beside Zhu Houcong looked sad and thought.

After Zhu Houcong finished speaking, he asked the imperial guards to deal with the grieving survivors, dispose of the bodies of the victims, and let them return to their hometowns.

Zhu Houcong left here quickly.

In the face of possible death just now, Jin Yiwei was particularly calm compared to everyone else.

Now you can test the function of the miraculous Holy Grail passed down by the ancients.

(End of this chapter)