Old Ancestor: Thrown Out By The Nanny From The Start

"Listen, all of you! From now on, you can only eat one meal a day! One meal is only one piece of bread and half a bottle of water! As for how you eat, that's your business, you can save it for the evening, the morning, and the lunch. Eat, eat at night! As you please! But within twenty-four hours, you only have one meal!"

Malus said as he walked.

Sure enough, the news of the food emergency on the Eternal Life is true!

Seeing Malus coming, the hearts of those who still had hope suddenly sank to the bottom!

Someone looked at Malus pleadingly: "Mr. Malus, there is only one slice of bread and half a bottle of water? This...isn't it enough! I have to eat four meals a day!"

Malus looked at the fat body of the other party and shouted: "If you can't, you can eat your own meat! This is Mr. Omaran's order, and I have no right to change it!"

Everyone begged one after another, and some people are still angry and accusing!

"What are you doing? Just give us something to eat?"

"I fucking... paid a billion-dollar ticket, you will give me this treatment?"

"You didn't guarantee that when we came up! You said that the Eternal Life has sufficient food and sufficient oxygen, even if it takes a hundred years to consume it! Liars! You are all liars!"

"How did I hear it was two hundred years?"

"I heard fifty years!"

"Wang Defa! Do you still have some humanity? Can this kind of false advertising be released?"

"Damn! If you dare to let us go down, we will fight with you! I can't accept a slice of bread a day!"

"I can't accept it either! I'm worth tens of billions, so you will give me a piece of bread? I want to sue you! I want to sue you!"

"I'm really angry when I look at you! Let's all go together and fight with them! They can't be our opponents just like them!"

The warriors behind Malus directly took out their weapons and aimed them at the crowd.

When everyone saw the dark muzzle, they immediately persuaded!

There are only 50,000 soldiers on the Eternal Life!

But enough!

With weapons, it is not a problem to hit a hundred with one!

50,000 suppresses 5 million, that's right!

Malus was also in a heavy mood. Hearing everyone's accusations and abuse, he bowed apologetically to everyone!

"I'm sorry! Everyone, I can't control this matter! This is Mr. Omaran's decision, and I can only obey!"

A rich man said: "Mr. Malus, you have military power! How can you not decide? You can! We can go back to Earth! We will all support you and help you! We don't have to listen to Omaron at all! "

Someone echoed: "Yeah! The earth didn't explode! Even if it was submerged by sea water, it would be better than on Mars!"

Everyone sees it now!

What Omarang told them before was all bullshit!

What a Mars development plan!

How can a piece of land be opened up on Mars within a month, afforestation, suitable for human habitation!

What kind of food can't be eaten for many years, and oxygen can't be used up for many years, it's all fake!

All lie to them!

They now have no hope of Omaran.

Hearing this, Malus just shook his head.

"No way! I can't oppose him now, the military power is in his hands!"

A rich man said: "What military power! Where is there any military power now!"

He looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Everyone is an adult and a sensible person! You should be very clear in your heart that if you continue to follow Omarang, you will only die on Mars! You can completely ignore the military power, let's Just oppose him!"

"That's right! Even money can't be used now! Let's take back control and return to Earth!"

"Yes, back to Earth! Mr. Malus, please fight with us?"

"Mr. Malus, your family should also be on the ark? Do you want to see them die on Mars?"

"And you, this warrior brother, and you, your family members are on the ark, right? Would you rather watch your family die? Controlled by Omaran?"

Malus said angrily: "What do you know? It's because our family is in Omarang's hands that we have to do this!"

All the soldiers showed helplessness, and their faces were full of hardships!

"I'm sorry everyone, we are forced to! My mother is on the eighth ark. If I don't listen to Omaron, he will kill my mother!"

"My whole family is in the eighth ark, and we have no choice!"

"Now Omarang has not allowed anyone to approach him! And he is holding the remote control all the time! I'm sorry everyone, we really have no way!"

After hearing this, everyone fell into silence!

Omaran is really too despicable!

This matter, if it were their words, it would be fine!

Malus said: "But everyone, don't be afraid for the time being! Originally, Omarang's order was to let me kill half of the people, that is, 2.5 million! I made the decision privately and canceled this order! However, As a price, I need to reduce your water sources and food. What Omarang wants is to control costs and save food, and I do this, and the result is the same as what he wants! So, I can only aggrieve you!"

Compared to losing one's life, having one meal a day suddenly became easier for everyone to accept!

Malus added: "Starting today, not only food, but also air will be reduced! Three hundred oxygen ports will be closed, leaving only five! Therefore, for the next period of time, you may find it difficult to breathe! But don't worry, I won't let you die! From the original 305 oxygen ports, the number of oxygen ports has been reduced by 300 at once, which is another big saving! I think Omarang should be satisfied! "

Although it is easier for people to accept~www.wuxiahere.com~, this is still a kind of torture for everyone!

Seeing that Malus was better to talk, the crowd began to plead!

People, it's all like this, you have to measure up!

"Mr. Malus, is it still a bit... or two meals a day? One bottle of water, thirty oxygen ports. Is it okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Malus, one meal a day, it is estimated that we will starve to death in half a month without your hands! Oxygen is even more important, now it is three hundred and five, and only one tenth is left, isn't it? ?"

"Water is still more important, can you give me a little more water, two bottles?"

"Mr. Malus, I have severe asthma. If there is not enough air, I may die! Thirty oxygen ports are necessary!"

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Listening to everyone's demands, Malus' face began to fill with anger!