A few people listened to Lin Zhan finish speaking, and they all gasped.
Jiang Zheng carefully calculated and said to Lin Zhan:
"Old Lin, to improve China's overall strength and support the more than 300 recently awakened King-level old ancestors, and to form these armies, do you have enough resources?"
Lin Zhan said with a wry smile:
"William did indeed do something good. He not only gave us the resource vaults that the Protoss had separated, but also a bunch of living Protoss powerhouses."
"Our ancestors directly teleported the secret realm where the Protoss were sleeping into the Shan Hai Jing. You know, the Shan Hai Jing is guarded by nearly 10 great emperors of China."
"As a result, when these ancestors opened the secret realm, they were immediately overjoyed. Five Protoss Great Emperors, more than 30 Protoss Emperor-level figures, over 100 foundational Protoss Emperors, 1500 Protoss Emperors, and 8000 Protoss Kings."
When Lin Zhan finished speaking, everyone present was stunned: "And then?"
"What else was there to do? The ancestors happily started a 'slaughter' performance. Not a single bit was wasted. The ancestors kept the divine crystals for cultivation, and the divine blood was used by the ancestors for alchemy. By the way, many of our diamond-level peak experts broke through to Lord-level by taking elixirs refined from divine blood."
Lin Zhan said with a look of having gained a great bargain.
"Even the bones of these Protoss were not wasted. They were smelted into alloys to forge weapons for Lord-level experts. The old men in your families should have received some."
Everyone looked at Lin Zhan in a daze.
It took several minutes before Ying Xuan and a few other hotheads spoke with emotion: "Protoss, good people. They are all good people who sacrifice themselves for others."
"No wonder we haven't seen the Protoss showing off. It turns out they planned to betray us Chinese. But they didn't expect their descendants to be sold off like this."
Lin Zhan looked at the excited crowd and quickly poured cold water on them:
"Brothers, don't get too happy too soon. The ancestors estimated that this is only about one-fifth of the Protoss' experts. The main force is definitely still hidden in the Protoss."
He Da Zhuang's eyes widened: "Holy crap, how many experts are these bastards hiding? Are they planning to not come out until the seas dry up and rocks crumble?"
Lin Zhan gave He Da Zhuang a sideways glance:
"Alright, stop talking about the Protoss. Do you know how many experts our ancestors have hidden? These nearly ten thousand Protoss powerhouses who suppressed one side couldn't even make a sound after entering the Shan Hai Jing. Do you think China has few strong individuals?"
The Xuan Qing and Xuan Hui brothers broke through the void and walked out, saying to everyone:
"What Zhan'er said is correct. Our ancestors are too good at hiding. Only those Great Emperor ancestors probably know how many people China has hidden. Even then, they still say they don't know the news of China's human ancestors."
Lin Zhan looked at Xuan Qing and Xuan Hui and quickly said, "Two ancestors, did you see the visitors? Which side are they from?"
Xuan Qing smiled and nodded: "Three Lizardmen Emperors and two Protoss Emperors have arrived. The Lizardmen troops behind them are expected to reach the tribe tomorrow."
Lin Zhan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Heh heh, brothers, wait to hear the commotion tomorrow. Don't be idle. At the latest by the day after tomorrow, we'll have guests at our doorstep."
Then Lin Zhan said to the young Taoist priest:
"Brother-in-law, have your hidden contacts keep an eye on the black market. This batch of resources is definitely what the Protoss want, but it might not be going directly through the Lizardmen. It should arrive in China first. It's possible there are still Protoss or descendants of Protoss living on the mother planet right now."
Zhang Cong and a few others were stunned: "Nani, Old Black Lin, you guys are making money from this too? The spoils of war that we brothers snatched, you're selling them on the black market. Are you planning to pocket this money yourself?"
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Cong, whose eyes were wide, and said, "Why are your eyes bulging like a bull's testicles, Old Zhang? Are you planning to fight me?"
Immediately, Lin Zhan summoned the Five Little Ones.
Xiao Hei patted Zhang Cong on the shoulder: "What's wrong, Old Zhang? Are you planning to spar?"
Zhang Cong looked at these ruffian beasts and quickly sat down obediently. He knew that this black turtle didn't give any face and was a ruthless fighter.
Lin Zhan looked at Zhang Cong and curled his lips: "That's right. We're all civilized people. It's not good to always be in a big fight."
Then Lin Zhan explained to everyone:
"There is only one spatial rift between the Lizardmen plane and the mother planet, and that is in China. The Lizardmen placing this batch of resources here definitely means they want to transport it to the mother planet. Otherwise, they wouldn't be stupid. Why would they transport such a large quantity of resources right under China's nose?"
"As it turned out, before the transaction date, the Sixth Army Group was already transferred away by us, so the goods were temporarily placed here, which also benefited us. And today, the actual buyer has come looking for it."
Looking at Zhang Cong, who was about to speak again, Lin Zhan continued:
"No one knows that this batch of resources has come into my hands, because the Lizardmen's great tribe has been wiped out by someone. The true buyer will definitely suspect that the Sixth Army Group did it, and they might even suspect foul play. So, isn't it the most normal thing for these goods to appear on the black market?"
Zhang Cong listened to Lin Zhan finish and said unhappily:
"Who knows if you, Old Black Lin, have embezzled any of it? We all know what kind of person you, Old Black Lin, are. Moreover, according to the rules, the participating troops have the right to share 30% of the spoils of war. Don't you have to give us that 30%?"
Lin Zhan's eyes turned, and he chuckled: Good for you, Old Zhang. So that's what you were waiting for.
"That's right, it's the rule. The participating troops can share 30% of the spoils of war, but you're not the only one participating. Old Jiang's Vanguard Battalion, our Wind God Winged Dragon Cavalry, Leng Shan's Hunter Special Operations Detachment, Old Xiao, Old Bai's assassination units. This 30% also needs to be divided equally among everyone."
Zhang Cong saw that Lin Zhan seemed to know what he was thinking, but he still gritted his teeth and said:
"Even if it's divided equally, I should still get a share, right? I'm not asking for much. Just give me some of those elixirs refined from divine blood. I don't want much, just eight to ten thousand would be fine."
Jiang Zheng, Leng Shan, Xiao Hanyi, and Bai Zhanlong, who were standing beside them, heard Zhang Cong finish and all agreed:
"Yeah, I think Old Zhang is right. Our demands are not high, just the same as Old Zhang."
Lin Zhan looked at these bandits with a mix of crying and laughing:
"What's wrong? Have you gotten used to robbing? Now you're robbing me? Everyone has a share of the Barrier-Breaking Pills refined from divine blood. The older generation in your families has been waiting at the Royal Court for them to be released. You're all trying to hit the local tyrants, and you're coming after me. Are you looking for the wrong person?"
Everyone heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Cong gave Lin Zhan a sideways glance and whispered: "Damn, so you weren't going to keep your word? Then why are you putting on airs? I wouldn't have wasted my breath talking to you if I had known. It was a waste of feelings."