Chapter 33: The Best Fighter of This Century, Section 5

In the name of humanity.

The words “black hair” not only moved Grand Duke Poseysis but also touched Marshal Wick, who had not participated in the conversation. As soon as the talk between Black Hair and Grand Duke Poseysis ended, the old marshal quickly stepped in. Unlike the noble duke, as Black Hair’s ally, the old marshal appeared even more magnanimous.

“2,500 main battle ships and 13,000 supply ships, led personally by my adjutant Saka. Black Hair, as long as you can achieve victory, you will be their commander. Remember, I want a victory that can be seen—enough plunder.”

“No problem. But I must remind you that I won’t personally command your fleet this time. So I hope your adjutant Saka can meet my requirements. And to be honest, you’ve seen for yourself how formidable the Moors are. You’ll have to suffer double the losses for whatever gains you make. Still, do you want to participate?”

“In the name of humanity, I must!” the old marshal replied solemnly. His aged face appeared incredibly dignified at that moment.

Seeing his expression, Black Hair smiled and waved his hand casually. “Three weeks of preparation. In three weeks, I want to see your fleet outside Death Star.”

“As you wish, Black Hair. I look forward to your results,” the old marshal said before ending the communication.

The Cloud-Piercing Tower on Death Star still stood tall. Turning his gaze away from the clouds drifting by the window, Black Hair let out a long sigh. Behind him, Blood Eyes and Monkey had just entered the room.

“How did it go, boss? Did Poseysis really step in?” Monkey spoke in a bad mood, clearly still angry about his reckless actions earlier that had drawn the nobles’ revenge. This made Black Hair glance at him before slowly answering.

“It’s settled. Monkey, you don’t need to blame yourself. In that situation, even I wouldn’t let those nobles act recklessly. You did well. Our Blood Wolves won’t tolerate being bullied by others. This must be the case when I’m here, and it must be the case even when I’m not!”

“Understood, boss,” Monkey replied seriously. For some reason, at that moment, the scene of his first mission under Black Hair’s leadership flashed through his mind. How similar—same dominance, same fearlessness. Though he had almost wet himself that time, he survived thanks to Black Hair’s help.

Battle after battle, effort after effort—Monkey hardly ever left Black-Haired’s side. Until that day when Black-Haired left unexpectedly. No one knew why he had gone, nor what his goal was. It wasn’t until they received a message from within China that they learned something about Red Beauty and Black-Haired. Since then, Monkey had never seen Black-Haired again. Now, he had finally returned to Head’s side, but his former companion was nowhere to be found. Monkey didn’t know what Black-Haired was thinking, but deep down, he always believed that they would meet again someday. And the key to it all lay with the Moors. Just then, Black-Haired’s voice rang out in the room once more. “We have three weeks to prepare. Make the most of it. Prepare what needs to be prepared, and relax when it’s time. Blood-Pupil, let those scumbags under you go out and have some fun. This time, I don’t know how many of them will return alive.” “What! Head? Is this different from before?” Hearing Black-Haired’s words, Blood-Pupil was shocked. In his memory, Black-Haired had never spoken like this before. That tone clearly showed he himself wasn’t very confident! How could this be?! Having followed Black-Haired for so long, Blood-Pupil had never seen him suffer a loss. Even in the most unfavorable situations, this guy could turn the tide at will. Had he ever shown fear before a battle? Moreover, this time Black-Haired was taking the initiative to attack—even if things turned bad, he should still be able to retreat in time… His mind raced, but no matter what, Blood-Pupil couldn’t figure out why Black-Haired said those words. Of course, he didn’t know that this time was fundamentally different from all previous experiences. Because this time, Black-Haired was acting in the name of humans. In the name of humans, he would never retreat. So this time, Black-Haired had no way out. Either he would achieve a decisive victory, or he and all his followers would be reduced to ashes under the Moors’ artillery fire. This was also why Marshal Wick and Duke Poseidon supported him wholeheartedly without hesitation. Of course, Black-Haired’s sudden decision to launch this campaign wasn’t without reason. After all, he had just acquired an incredibly powerful force.

The Han clan, those enforcers personally brought here by Hei Fa from the distant stars, were now rapidly integrating into Hei Fa’s circle. Revenge on the nobles had brought Hei Fa enormous gains across four star systems. Yet he only kept one star system with relatively abundant minerals, offering the other three to Marshal Wick. Even this single star system made Jie cry bitterly.

Think about it—five thousand years of conflict among the Han clan had cost countless lives and bloodshed, and they had never left their own planet. Though they had some understanding of the universe around them, finding a habitable planet would be an insurmountable task for them.

After five thousand years of warfare and generations of aggressive expansion, the Han clan’s planet was in ruins. All resources had been exhausted. Apart from the oceans, the entire planet was covered in discarded steel. The air was filled with the smell of rust and oil, the sky was gray, and countless dust particles enveloped the planet, exposing every Han clansman to the threat of illness from birth.

In such an environment, as their leader, Jie longed desperately to lead his people to a new world. In his room, he always kept a book depicting the past of the Han clan. The photos in it were so clear—the sky was blue, the clouds white, and the air moist. The green grass and towering mountains in those images filled Jie with longing. He had sworn to lead his people back to this dreamlike place once again.

Now, he had truly found it.

Death Star!

He never imagined that the short, black-haired creature would actually lead them out of the endless stars, crossing vast distances through mysterious means to reveal a planet like a dream before him. From the moment he saw Death Star, he fell in love with it. Its rugged appearance couldn’t hide the tenderness in his heart. He breathed in its air greedily time and again, longing to jump into its crystal-clear lakes. The greenery on Death Star intoxicated him, even driving him to obsession.

Yet Death Star wasn’t his. Hei Fa had given him far more than he had imagined. For it wasn’t a planet at all, but an endless expanse of stars. Beneath that starry sky, countless planets shone with beautiful light. Their environments might not compare to Death Star, but their mineral resources far exceeded Jie’s expectations.

Jie is not an ungrateful person. Although their Han clan took on almost all the tasks in this confrontation with the nobles, Jie still understood that it was all given to them by that man called Blackhair. Without him, the Han clan would still be trapped on that desolate planet, with tens of thousands of warships yet doomed to die in silence.

So, the first thing Jie did after gaining control of this star region was to return to Death Star and present Blackhair with a sacred relic from his clan—a two-headed statue carved from the Han clan’s sacred wood. In Han clan history, this statue held supreme power; whoever possessed it could make even the clan leader obey.

Jie was clever, and his efforts were not in vain. When he returned to his new territory, he had a blueprint in his arms—a blueprint for Lightning Assault Ships. He gathered his subordinates and swiftly outlined the direction for the clan’s development. At the fastest pace in his life, he stabilized the entire clan. Soon after, supply ships from Death Star arrived to support him. Five hundred Lightning production lines were set up on the planet closest to the capital star. Jie assembled a massive fleet of three thousand ships there, encircling the planet tightly.

Watching all these plans implemented so quickly, Jie finally let out a sigh of relief, a satisfied expression appearing on his face. His master was truly extraordinary—a vast star region given to him just like that. Even Jie, who was used to frugal living, was stunned. To this day, he still didn’t know exactly how much wealth he possessed. He only knew it must be enormous—enough to make every member of the Han clan laugh in their dreams. And this was just the beginning.

For he had received new orders. Jie knew well that Blackhair had given him only three weeks. After that, the Han clan would once again board their warships to fight for the glory of the Blood Wolves.

Unlike when he first arrived, this time Jie hesitated not at all. In fact, he was full of anticipation for this campaign. He wanted to know how much change it would bring to the Han clan. And if his clan performed well, surely they would receive even more rewards from their master.

The sky outside the window was purple. Jie took a greedy breath, his two furry faces showing an intoxicated expression…