Of course, simple killing doesn't solve the problem. The death of a few nobles in itself won't improve the situation of others. A pile of corpses can't bring in resources.
Fortunately, Zhang Ge is not just a reckless man who can only make nobles bleed five steps. After receiving the deterrence of this blood-splattered five steps, coupled with the actions that the Clan will launch later, presumably the survivors who keep a life will make the right choice... It's also possible that some people will stubbornly resist, but then it's hard to say whether the Titans will "accidentally" misfire.
After solving one of the problems with simple and crude methods, Zhang Ge also shifted his attention to another problem.
"By the way, has anyone in your Clan gone missing before? Has this situation occurred since coming to the Upper Hive?"
"Yes, that is indeed the case. And the nobles have sent people several times before, but no results have been found. Even now that we have moved here, people are still missing, but the frequency has become relatively lower."
"What are the characteristics of the missing people?"
Hearing this, the smile on the woman's face seemed to carry some self-deprecation:
"Apart from the different ages and appearances, people in the Clan have no other characteristics. Unfortunately, neither of these two points has become a pattern of disappearance."
Seeing this, Zhang Ge, unable to learn more relevant information from her, could only give up asking and searched the various floors where the Clan lived with Amilia and others.
After wasting dozens of Terran Minutes, apart from Zhang Ge witnessing the... harmonious scenes of the female slaves in different rooms more than once because he was leading the way, they did not find any valuable clues.
No clues, no discernible purpose, and no pattern... How to start investigating this?
Wait, that's not right.
Why play with that attacker within the framework?
After figuring this out, Zhang Ge beckoned to the woman. After she approached... wait, this is a little too close again.
Zhang Ge pushed this person with no sense of boundaries away slightly with a dark face before speaking:
"You move everyone to the streets outside, and I will send people to transport you all to..."
Since they are a special force, they should not be stationed together with his troops, so he temporarily interrupted the sentence and instead asked Amilia:
"Amilia, is there any space left in the Sisters of Battle's garrison?"
"Yes, and we can provide them with some guidance."
"Um, there's no need to... progress so quickly."
It seems a little extreme.
"Just on military training."
"That's not a problem."
After speaking, Zhang Ge gave the woman a look that said, "Did you hear that?" The latter naturally nodded knowingly.
Very good, then this problem has also been preliminarily solved - if moving to the Sisters of Battle's garrison can't solve the problem, then this problem won't just be Zhang Ge's problem, and then naturally there will be large-caliber deities to explain with physics.
But the woman had just taken two steps when she suddenly stopped, turned back, and said apologetically:
"Master, can you give us some more time so that we can change into more decent clothes?"
"Ah, no problem."
Watching the other party turn around again and disappear into the room, Zhang Ge stroked his chin, feeling that this person had surpassed ordinary people in terms of communication skills.
She was able to quickly convert in the behavioral inertia that may be counted in decades, and perceive Zhang Ge's communication preferences, choosing an attitude that was respectful but not to the extent that he considered excessive.
Although this is in fact another meaning of extreme taming - representing her quickly abandoning all past habits and choosing to conform to Zhang Ge's preferences, from the external performance, it really didn't make even someone like Zhang Ge feel disgusted.
Of course, this wasn't a bad thing for him. Anyway, he didn't need to worry about so-called conspiracies and the like. Under normal circumstances, communicating with a smart person is naturally more comfortable than communicating with an idiot.
While in such thoughts, the woman quickly re-entered Zhang Ge's view after changing her clothes.
For a moment, he didn't realize anything was wrong, but soon he reacted, isn't this the biggest problem?
The woman's clothing was a simple black and white color scheme, and the style was generally a simple maid outfit.
Wait, that seems pretty reasonable too.
Privileged classes may be some of the few things that humans have been able to continue from ancient times to the present. This provides the basic conditions for the relevant knowledge to be preserved relatively completely, and on this basis, if we look at it according to the logic of the more ancient, the better, isn't it precisely using the maid outfit design that existed in ancient Terra that can maximize the identity of the master?
In a trance, Zhang Ge somewhat sympathized with the feelings of the Necrons waking up and seeing Abaddon flying around in the Blackstone Fortress.
However, if you look closely, this maid outfit is still somewhat different from a proper ancient maid outfit, for example...
Although it seems to be a loose style at first glance, if you look closely, you can see that the places that should be concave and convex are being well outlined, but it doesn't seem abrupt, turning that curve into a part of the composition of the demeanor.
However, what is that?
Zhang Ge noticed that there seemed to be something like a thread on a certain part of the other party's clothing?
But just as he wanted to take a closer look, that thin thread was covered by a just-happening action by the other party, who had been standing honestly all along.
"What is that?"
"It's... a thread, Master. In order to facilitate movement, I temporarily modified part of the clothing while you were searching the building, making it more form-fitting, so that it would not be so bulky if I need to wear tactical equipment later."
Under Zhang Ge's gaze, her eyes moved slightly, but there was no intention of lying.
However, is this truth really all the truth?
Zhang Ge slightly marked a question mark in his heart. However, in this harmless aspect, he did not intend to force the other party to restrict him, and after nodding slightly, he accepted this statement.
After Zhang Ge nodded, she stepped forward, returned the Boltgun to Zhang Ge with both hands, and then drew her Laspistol and Chainsword from behind.
Behind her, from the rooms with open doors, one armed woman after another walked out. They held Lasguns, some wore Flak Armor, and some had no protective gear, but without exception, they all had such a maid outfit as the base, just like the cross to the Sisters of Battle.
As more and more people gathered, Zhang Ge realized that something was wrong.
"Wait, how many people do you have? I mean, over the age of sixteen."
"Um, over the age of sixteen, there are two thousand one hundred and nine people, Master."
"People aside, where did you get so many weapons and equipment??"
"The guards who were taken away didn't have time to take the supplies from their armory, and I also took some from the new guards downstairs in your name."
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