This is a model that Tianhao has never seen before. The power part used with the propeller also has four flexibly steering nozzles. He quickly found the camera and the conduction device, and carefully checked it and found that it was powered by a high-energy battery, but he didn't know the specific operating time.

After checking, it was confirmed that the entire system had no attack ability. Tianhao turned the camera to himself and said at a normal speaking speed and syllable: "You can't hold on for too long. I want to talk to you."

The camera flashed with a weird red light, and the circular lens turned slightly, indicating that the mysterious controller was looking at Tianhao through the camera.

Suddenly, a hoarse and silent mechanical sound came from behind.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Tian Hao suddenly turned around and saw the mob corpse placed on the side of the ground with his mouth open. The deceased's eyes were closed, but his lips were opened, lying there motionless.

The attendants immediately opened their eyes wide and took off the guns hanging on their shoulders. All the guns pointed at the mob's corpses, and a sound of pulling the bolts rang out.

Tian Hao quickly raised his hand to stop everyone from moving. Seeing this, the attendant strode over with a gun. His face was filled with horror. He kept aiming at the corpse and was ready to shoot at any time. He shouted: "Your Majesty, he is talking...but...but he is dead."

He could not understand everything, could not understand strange events beyond normal cognition.

"I know. Don't shoot first." Tianhao pressed his raised right hand down. He thought for a while, turned his gaze to the camera on the drone, and asked seriously: "Are you sure you really want to talk to me in this way?"

The dead mob opened his lips again, his tone of sluggishness: "There are too many people... Let your people... go out... stay away."

Tianhao looked at the red light spots flashing on the side of the camera: "Yes, but I have to take some precautions."

"What are you referring to?" asked the mob corpse.

Tianhao’s question is very direct: “Cutting hands and feet will not affect your speech, right?”

"Of course not." The corpse opened its lips, and its voice was still hoarse, but compared to the previous sarcasm: "You don't think the dead will explode, there are firearms and other firing devices hidden in his body, right?"

Tianhao sneered and replied: "I haven't seen you very brave either. According to relevant records of the tribe barbarians, you have been around for many years, but you have never appeared. Every time you receive food, you send your subordinates. Humph... You are the real timid."

This angered the mysterious controller. He manipulated the mob's corpse and made a louder sound. Perhaps he wanted to roar because the volume of the corpse was limited: "Don't despise me...No...let your people leave, leave immediately!"

Tianhao curled his lips and showed a contemptuous smile at the camera.

He then stood up, raised his hand and pointed at the mob's body, and ordered the captain of the guard: "Cut down his hands and feet, and then you all go out and take charge of the alert outside. Order the people in front to build fortifications on the spot and strengthen defense."

Although these orders sound strange, no one questioned it. In the face of the emperor's majesty, all this is meaningless.

Soon, Tianhao was the only one left in the tent.

The camera can rotate 180 degrees. The mysterious controller watched Tianhao walk to the mob's body with his hands and feet cut off, carefully checking the body tied by the servant with iron wire, and couldn't help but say sarcastically again: "I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death. He is already dead and will not pose a threat to you."

"It's hard to say such a thing." Tianhao couldn't find any problem after checking, so he turned around and picked up a stool from behind the stone platform, opened it and sat down. He felt a little funny, and didn't know whether to use the corpse or the camera as the subject of the conversation. After thinking for a few seconds, Tianhao turned his gaze to the dead mob: "After all, he is a biological weapon used in war, so there's nothing wrong to be careful."

The mysterious controller was obviously more interested in the conversation than Tianhao, and the corpse couldn't wait to ask: "Who are you?"

Tianhao did not answer, he stared at the deceased in front of him: "Let's set a rule first! We can all ask questions, but we must take turns. I can answer this question, and it will be your turn next time."

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me." The mysterious controller should have wanted to sneer, but the dead mob could not control his facial muscles and could only make a cold mechanical sound: "I have a fully functional base, and I have a continuous stream of soldiers under my command. What about you? What do you have?"

Tianhao knew that this was not actually a pronunciation through the structure of the muscles of the corpse itself, but a purely electronic and mechanical combination. He said coldly: "You look at yourself too highly. I am the emperor, and I have tens of millions of people under my command. Do you think I can't do anything about you if I hide like a mouse? A fully functional base... Humph, if the situation is really as good as you said, why do major tribes need to provide so much food every year? As for soldiers... do you call soldiers who don't even have basic logic thinking? What weapons do you have equipped them with?"

"Let me guess how many people you have? The front-line troops have now killed more than 700. According to previous tribal records, and the manpower required for each grain transport, I estimate that you can control at most two or three thousand people. And for some reason, you cannot send all the troops at one time, and you can only dispatch 50% or more at a time."

The deceased had no pronunciation, and it could be seen that the mysterious controller was a little nervous.

Tianhao continued: "If I really want to deal with you, there are too many ways. With just one order, you can recruit millions of people and turn all of this area over. By "flipping" I mean digging three feet of the ground. No matter how deep you hide, no matter how strong the base's defense is, it is useless."

"You can never do this!" Suddenly, the dead mob opened his lips, but the content of anger could not be perfectly expressed through mechanical electronic sounds: "The base protective layer is enough to withstand the damage of the ground-boring bombs. You can't get in with the hoes and picks of the barbarians alone."

Tianhao's face was filled with an honest smile: "Knowledge is a good thing, I can teach them advanced technology. Steam engines have begun to be practical. If you have drones, you should know that heavy locomotives and armored ships have been put into use. I have a few special alloy steel formulas. Although the combination of steam engines and drill bits is a bit rough, it is no problem to use. Take a step back, even if there is no technology as the basis, relying on human resources to dig... Haha, Qin Shihuang recruited hundreds of thousands of people to build the Mount Li and the Great Wall, and such a large project has been completed. What is the underground excavation of a few dozen miles in a radius? As long as I am willing, one day I will be able to pull you out of the rat's nest."

"No! You are not allowed to do this...you can't..." The dead mob's voice was single, without a muscle-twisted face, and without waved hands: "This is my base, mine!"

Tianhao smiled and denied it: "As long as you dig it out, everything inside is mine."

"I will blow up the base." The dead mob sent a panic: "Don't force me, or I'll start the final self-destruction process now."

"If you want to blow it up, just blow it up!" Tianhao's smile still said: "Anyway, that place does not belong to me, and there is no loss to me."

The mysterious controller's speech speed was obviously much faster than before: "Do you want to start a war? Although I have fewer soldiers, I can increase the output... Yes, I will increase their production volume now."

"You don't have so many biological cultivation cabins in your hands." Tianhao keenly analyzed some valuable information from the other party's words: "Your base weapon production workshop has been scrapped long ago. Even if these biologically modified weapons are powerful, can they be stronger than bullets? If you don't believe it, you can build more and release them together. I guarantee they can't hold on for a long time."

Tianhao continued: "There is still food, and I will not give you another piece of food in the future. Biological weapons also need to eat. Without food, they can only last for a week at most. If you are not afraid of death, just come. I have a way to deal with them."

The mob's body fell into a half-minute silence.

Tianhao looked cold and solemn. He knew that the drone camera was observing him.

"We... let's talk." After a long time, the dead mob opened his lips. In fact, its facial muscles had long been stiff, and now it relies on special devices set inside the mouth to expand its pronunciation: "Just as you said before, every question and answer."

Tianhao turned around and stared at the camera with his cold eyes: "You are no longer qualified to have a fair conversation with me now."

The mysterious controller was stunned. He manipulated the body and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You must answer all the questions I asked, and the answer must be true." Tianhao said lightly: "As for whether I answer your question... it depends on my mood."

"No, this is unfair." The mysterious controller roared, but the deceased could only make hoarse voices.

"I have given you fairness, but you don't." Tianhao smiled sarcastically, "You should feel grateful that I still have the interest to talk to you now. Of course, you can refuse, this is your power. But I remind you: This is the last chance I have given you. Next, I will order the recruitment of one million slaves to dig out you and your base."

"You are intimidating me!" The stiff corpse voice could not hear the controller's true emotions, but he could feel through the content of his words that he was on the verge of collapse: "You liar!"

Tianhao's smile turned cold in an instant: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about between us. Let's talk based on our ability! I promise that when you dig out of the mouse hole, you will first pry your mouth open and then throw you to the white-skinned slaves. They do not distinguish between men and women in that kind of matter, and even pigs and sheep will not let go."
Chapter completed!