Chapter 595 Action Begins

After a long time, the lizardman O'Sullivan sighed deeply.

Although he had "betrayed" and "fallen", it was impossible for him to inform on the Antec civilization.

There was no difference between informing and committing suicide. After all, he was also a former "wall-facer". Turning himself in to the mantises and telling them that he was once a spy?

Impossible!

With his status and position, he already knew vaguely about the war between the LLP Silicon Alliance and Homo erectus. And the indigenous lizard civilization had an unclear relationship with the "Enlightener". If it were not for the construction of this metal spaceship, the lizards would definitely be directly wiped out!

"So, even after so many years, from a psychological level, the Antec civilization still does not believe in us lizards. If we follow the Enlightener, life will definitely be much better, after all, we have historical reasons." O'Sullivan knew this very well.

"Secondly, most of the population does not live well. They are just better slaves."

As a great scientist, he does enjoy top treatment, including his family, who can all live comfortably. This is also the usual means of winning over by the Anteke civilization.

But what about other ordinary lizards?

The average life span is only 60 years!

He looked out the dark window, which was their best living area - the ring-shaped ecological spaceship.

This ecological spaceship can accommodate a very limited population. Now it is almost crowded with 40 million lizards, which has reached its limit.

Others can only live in the zero-gravity zone or the working area of ​​the metal planet.

The lizards have lived on Nix for a long time, and their body structure has long adapted to the higher gravity environment there. If they live in a low-gravity zone for a long time, the calcium in the bones will disappear quickly, the muscles will atrophy, the internal organs will become very fragile, and the hormone secretion will be disordered, affecting their life span.

Even under low-gravity conditions, the probability of pregnancy is greatly reduced.

And the Anteke civilization has implemented a large number of racial classification systems. The worst level is completely a slave level, with no education, no medical care, and they don’t care how many people die every year.

Looking at the numb, hopeless lower-level lizards like slaves, O'Sullivan often feels indignant, or any lizard with a conscience would feel indignant.

But he was powerless to resist and could only choose to protect himself. At least this kind of suffering did not affect him, which was the best outcome...

"Do a big job?!" Just as he was thinking, a crazy idea suddenly came into his mind.

"But what if I fail? I'm not afraid of death, what should my wife and children do?" O'Sullivan tapped his fingers on the table, conflicted, entangled, fanatical, and excited.

"If a civilization continues like this, there will be no way out. We will eventually be assimilated and become real slaves... My children can grow up under my protection. But what about the children's children? Over time, there will always be no way out."

"So, is this a chance to turn over?"

"A real chance!"

O'Sullivan muttered to himself, his eyes began to become firm, and he gradually made up his mind.

Thinking of this, his heart surged. He didn't expect that after many years, he would stand in the perspective of the "wall-facer" to think about the problem again.

"Struggle for the whole civilization!"

Yes, he is not the kind of person who can blindly numb himself and muddle through.

The Antech civilization has captured more than 300 million lizards from Nix Star. Those who survived until now, plus those who reproduced, only 80 million so far... The population has been in a state of negative growth for a long time.

"If we don't make changes, we... have no future!"

"Then, let's do it!"

"We need redemption! We need a redemption to wash away our sins!"

"Do it!"

First of all, he has to consider the problem of his peers' informants. It should be more than just him who intercepted this information, and perhaps there are also former wallfacers. If someone informs, the whole thing will be ruined.

But soon, he figured it out.

"It's impossible. Even other wallfacers are unlikely to inform."

For various reasons, he himself is unwilling to inform, and other wallfacers are unlikely to do so either.

The Antech civilization has always been willing to kill a thousand people by mistake rather than let one go. Once someone informs, the entire civilization will usher in a massacre!

"The wall-facers are all absolute elites. They can be silent, but there are not many madmen who push civilization into the abyss. In other words... let's assume that no one will tell on us!"

"But I still can't complete this plan alone. I need companions."

"Let me be the matchmaker." O'Sullivan stood up from his chair. At this moment, his heart was full of light.

Intelligent life is always selfish. If they fight for a hopeless goal for a long time, especially when the situation gets worse and worse, their will will gradually fade.

However, these depressed lizards, these former ambitious people, will suddenly become active again once they see real hope.

They will recall their former ambitions and try to fight for the entire civilization.

There may be many such "wall-facers". If these former fighters see real hope, they still have the possibility of awakening...

The Wallfacers used code words to communicate with each other. After so many years of contact, O'Sullivan already knew the specific identities of some "former Wallfacers", as well as some underground resistance organizations, and even protected them secretly.

In a toilet on the metal planet...

He knocked on a door gently and regularly. People who didn't know thought he was asking if there was anyone inside. In fact, this was a relatively unpopular code.

The other side of the door also responded gently a few times.

O'Sullivan immediately knew what was going on and turned around to rescue him.

The first lizard contacted was a middle-level engineer who was responsible for the block construction of the metal planet. Especially in recent times, because of the possibility of war, a large number of lizard scientists and engineers have been forcibly captured to work overtime to build the weapon system on the metal planet.

If you want to poison the planet, this kind of insider who is familiar with the entire planet is indispensable.

...

"Do you think this war can be won?"

"It's hard to say, but I think it can. But the other side is also an interstellar civilization. I hope they can retreat when they see the difficulty." O'Sullivan was chatting casually with a senior lizard leader.

Almost all lizards were talking about this kind of war, so there was nothing to be shy about.

"If a decisive battle really breaks out, our soldiers may have to go on the field." said this leader.

"Really? If it really comes in handy, it's a good thing. The status of our people can be improved a little bit..."

During the chat, O'Sullivan had already conveyed what he wanted to express through codewords.

In an instant, the lizard changed his face, and his whole body shook. He was stuck for a second or two, and then recovered instantly.

"Sorry, I remembered an important matter that needs to be dealt with urgently." He said hurriedly, his whole body was really shaking slightly, and it was difficult to accept this information for the time being.

"Okay, talk back!" O'Sullivan said with a smile.

The second lizard was a senior government leader who had lower-level planetary entry and exit authority, and could find a way to cover up their actions.

Then, he tried to contact the third person... the group of soldiers!