After listening to the other party's words, Zhang Ge thought about it for a mont and found that if the female slaves were arranged according to the scale of the previous banquet, even if the frequency was not high, the number of people in the Clan would indeed be indispensable.
Rather, it seems that there are too few of them now - there should be at least two or three thousand female slaves taken out of the eting before, how co there are only so few in the entire Clan.
Zhang Ge did not intend to keep the question, but looking at the fact that it would still take a few minutes to gather everyone, he directly asked the other party.
The answer he got was:
"Ah, that's because there is not only our Clan, there are other Clans that are placed in other places."
Is that so? But if that's the case, it matches what the previous senior attendant said. He said at the ti that he would take care of the female slave and the corresponding Clan for himself, so it should indeed have multiple different Clans.
Zhang Ge expressed emotional stability about this.
Anyway, the role of the maids is a "secret" force set up against the nobles, which will not have a direct impact on his combat on the front lines. It doesn't really matter if there are more people.
"You will be responsible for the other Clans. By the way, what's your na?"
"Understood, Master. My last na... The last nas of the Clans are the sa, so please allow to only introduce my na to you: Penelope."
Zhang Ge nodded, indicating that he heard, and not long after, the information that the maids on each floor had been gathered sounded one after another in Penelope's Vox-caster, and the entire team began to transfer.
Several thousand people is not a small number. Fortunately, the Deadwood Sector can call out a lot of transport ships, otherwise it would take hundreds of Valkyries to transport them all away.
When he brought people down, Zhang Ge found that the situation below was obviously much better. In addition to a lot of stored food that was originally supplied to the guards being distributed for ergency use, the environnt had also been preliminarily cleaned up.
It seems that the official was not too stupid, and made a correct decision after witnessing the scene of those nobles being killed... However, he did it a little too much.
When Zhang Ge left the elevator, a Servo-Skull guarding the elevator door followed. At first, he didn't care much, but after taking two steps, that thing suddenly started to make a loud noise:
"The noble leader of the 1st Yarkalan chanized Infantry Regint, Savior of Deadwood Sector, rciful Ascetic... has arrived! Rejoice!..."
This sound was extrely penetrating, echoing and spreading in the closed hall, and it goes without saying what consequences this would lead to.
Countless ragged people gathered around Zhang Ge, shouting his na while showing expressions of excitent or tears. Compared with the awe of seeing superiors before, now they expressed their emotions in the most direct way like believers who had seen a saint.
In the circulating sound of the Servo-Skull, the tide of people gathered in the hall, but they all automatically left a space for Zhang Ge to walk through, and Zhang Ge had to greet them while speeding up his pace.
Whether it was because of long-term acceptance of religious beliefs, or because of various narratives of heroes, Zhang Ge found that ordinary people always tend to express their feelings to a certain person in a relatively radical way.
Although he had expected to be grateful, it had reached such a degree that it was no longer the degree of gratitude. Perhaps the word fanaticism was not an exaggeration to describe it.
Until Zhang Ge finally walked out of the main entrance and started moving towards the city gate, the flocking people reluctantly dispersed slowly under the order maintenance of the guards and maids.
It wasn't so obvious when they were far apart at the triumphal ceremony. Now that he was in it, he realized what it felt like when that fanatical emotion was focused on himself.
Wiping a handful of sweat, Zhang Ge quickly walked to the city gate, and after letting the female slave return to the team, he said to Dominica:
"Clean up these things."
The so-called these things were of course the pieces of corpses left over after those nobles were smashed. The official didn't dare to clean up these pieces of corpses, and they were lying scattered on the ground, emitting a strong bloody sll and a stench mixed with various odors.
The latter nodded after hearing the words, and quickly stepped forward, taking out a hanging part from her waist and clipping it into the slot under the Boltgun.
In the next mont, blazing white flas spewed out, sweeping across the street and turning the various Noble Remains into coke. And coke was just the starting point. In the further burning, in the end, not even the carbon state could be maintained, and only a pile of dust remained from the original various remnants of corpses.
Efficient cleaning often only requires the simplest thod. Compared with using traditional mops and brooms, Dominica solved the problem in a few seconds with a Sororitas-Pattern Flar. Congratulations.
It seems that not only Zhang Ge realized this. Seeing this extre violence, the maids behind him showed inexplicable expressions.
Of course, he himself has not realized this for the ti being, just continues to move forward, and finally brings everyone to the landing place of the ten or so transport ships that were shaken.
The maids entered the transport ships in an orderly manner, and until then, the other transport ships flying from different directions ca late. Judging from the marks on the ships, they should be from the sa place as those nobles who were killed before.
The people who walked out of the transport ships after they landed also confird Zhang Ge's idea.
In addition to so nobles, there were a large number of servitors. Those servitors carried boxed large quantities of supplies from the transport ships and walked towards the city gate with relatively heavy steps under a Heavy-Load.
Obviously, even if Zhang Ge didn't remind them, this family quickly realized what had happened here after the first batch of people sent were killed, and made the corresponding decision.
In so cases, if the power is sufficient, talking physics is more efficient than talking about reasons. Nowadays, the nobles, who might have discussed what to eat for afternoon tea for dozens of Terran Minutes, showed extrely high efficiency.
They not only transported supplies inward, but also began to evacuate the people inside, concentrating them on transport ships, preparing to arrange part of the people who exceeded the original carrying capacity of the building to other residences.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ge, who was barely satisfied, stopped the nobles who intended to co forward to flatter him with actions, and brought the group that ca with him... and also added Penelope, who ca up, and soon returned to the cabin of the Valkyrie.
These two short but impactful events have co to a temporary end. As the Valkyrie's engine began to sing softly, after the feeling of weightlessness spread to his body, Zhang Ge was taken back to the garrison.
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