Chapter 333

This sentence did not leave any room for the people standing in the hall, and immediately aroused an extremely strong rebound. Several negotiators, who were food merchant Ino Airy, immediately changed their faces. They looked at each other, and their cold and sharp eyes were projected straight on Lin Xiang.

"It is not an easy task to maintain a huge armed force of 100,000 people."

Lin Xiang pointed to the book on the shelf next to him, and his lines were thin and whispered a pleasant voice: "According to the information I have read, the Black Prison Empire did not print currency alone, but used the banknotes of the Skeleton Knights as the main means of circulation. Of course, these Skeleton Dollars did not flow into the people, but were used as a strategic reserve product with the same value as precious metals such as gold and silver. Relevant data from the Royal Palace treasury shows that it started eleven years ago.

, the various hard-pass materials and major circulating currencies in reserve have never been recorded. The number of coins in stocks in the skeleton dollar alone is as high as 279.8 billion. In other words, any hard-pass money used in the empire will be collected by the tax collector and handed over to the treasury at the first time. Since all circulating currencies have been owned by the emperor himself, then... what is the daily operation of the entire empire required to maintain it?"

Before the people standing in the hall answered, Lin Xiang pointed to the dense astronomy with his fingertips, which had a large area of ​​fertile arable farming. In terms of food and drinking water, it can fully meet the daily consumption of the domestic population. Dear Mr. Ino Airy, your words "If you don't have three days, all slaves in the empire will starve to death." Should I regard it as a kind of intimidation? Or is it a silly statement without any basis? Or... you are just a personal head, a fool who tells lies with your eyes open?"

The cold tone of voice was like a knife and clenched the eardrums of all the listeners. Ino Airi was stunned by Lin Xiang's last few fierce and angry words. The muscles on his fat face were trembling slightly, and the corners of his eyes were twitching unconsciously, dragging his cheeks and twisting into a strange shape. He wanted to speak, but no syllables appeared.

"Okay, it's a little bit far. Let's turn it over and return to the original topic."

Lin Xiang did not give anyone a chance to refute the question, and his expression returned to his usual indifference from the calm before the storm: "As we all know, the cost of maintaining an army of 10,000 people is much more than feeding the same number of slaves. It is impossible to support soldiers in daily basic training alone, let alone any mobile warfare. In the military supplies allocation table of the empire, I found special categories such as canned meat, cigarettes, candies, and even high-purity alcoholic beverages. Among them, a considerable number of empires have no conditions to produce themselves. There is no trade record, and there is no data to buy or exchange from surrounding areas. Even the ore produced in the southern mines has completely entered the factory and melted into steel ingots. These things seem to suddenly appear from the ground, haha... don't you find it strange about this?"

The hall was silent, and people's faces were unconsciously filled with fear and confusion. The unconcealed shock was released from pairs of eyes full of misery. When they looked at Lin Xiang from all angles, they no longer had contempt and contempt like the beginning, and were rapidly changing into the anger, shame and hatred after the conspiracy was seen through, and the cruel and unconcealed harsh light of nakedness.

The old man looked gloomy and took a step forward half a step. He slowly raised his head and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you know much more than we imagined."

Lin Xiang smiled faintly and said softly: "You said that being able to have a parasite as a subordinate is excellent."

"So, do you know the actual source of those supplies?"

The old man narrowed his eyes sharper and stared at Lin Xiang's beautiful face that had become creamy.

"The empire is a nearly closed society."

Lin Xiang did not answer his question positively: "The absolute obedience of millions of slaves is entirely based on strengthening the army. They strive to expand abroad and have the power to plunder and distribute spoils first. In contrast, the imperial administrative officials have been completely marginalized. You do not even have the power to maintain basic public order, but only exist as a lower class that is slightly superior to ordinary civilians. As for merchants... Humph! Is it necessary to exist in a low-productive social environment that is completely self-sufficient?"

Speaking of this, Lin Xiang turned his eyes to the old man standing next to him and sneered: "The highest prime minister of the empire? I have checked the official files of the palace and there is indeed such a position that sounds very majestic. As for the monthly salary given according to the administrative rank, it is only fifteen kilograms of rye that have been unsheathed. If you didn't have colluded with others to traffic slaves and resell ore in private, you can't even support your own wife... Am I right? Dear Prime Minister?"

The old man's body was shaking violently, calming down, and a cold smile began to appear on his face: "You shouldn't say what you said just now... That dead idiot is not worthy of being an emperor at all. He is stubborn, short-sighted and arrogant, and he doesn't even know how to govern a country. Soldiers, slaves, soldiers, only these two things exist in his mind. If it weren't for that vicious woman... He would have been thrown out of the palace as a pile of rotten meat to feed those slaves. You are a smart person, and I believe you know how to maintain the imperial fortune.

The transferred materials actually come from the supply of the Skeleton Knights. This situation cannot last forever. Once it is cut off, the entire empire will collapse... Yes, Ino Airy is not a food supplier, he is just an intermediate manager of a grain warehouse. But he has a very clear understanding of the future of the empire. Slaves only know how to eat, and the impact of natural disasters on farming harvest is far more serious than the data on paper. I don’t know what the relationship between the woman named Aphra and the emperor. I admit that without her assistance, the Black Prison Empire would have ceased to exist long ago."

"So, you all unite and take advantage of the imperial capital to perform this ridiculous scam together?"

Lin Xiang was not moved by the other party's words at all, and smiled coldly and ruthlessly.

The old man met his gaze without fear and shook his head mercilessly: "You had the chance to get the golden crown. The empire needs an emperor and a person who sits on the throne to give orders. Although it is just a puppet without any power, you can still get what countless ordinary people dream of."

Lin Xiang quietly looked at the corners of his tightly pursed lips, and a trace of quite interest appeared on his face. After pausing for a moment, he asked calmly: "For example?"

"We will give you the material treatment that the emperor deserves."

The old man looked at him with a slight mocking smile and said, "You can enjoy the most abundant food at will. Eggs, milk, fresh lamb chops... These foods are regarded as treasures by wilderness refugees and slaves. You can taste the most fragrant coffee and the oldest wine in the world. Once in the books of the old era, expensive silk and smooth and gentle clothes can be worn on your body. In addition, you can also have a beautiful virgin who is fought over by countless men. You must know that for slaves and refugees, these things are just a dream that is out of reach. Many people have been pursuing them all their lives, but they have nothing to gain. And you... just need to follow our advice and you can get it easily. As an emperor, this is what you deserve."

Looking at the crowd looking up at the marble steps, after nearly five minutes of silence, Lin Xiang's face that had been smiling gradually became tense.

"Do you... think I'm an idiot who can beat you casually?"

He raised his thin eyebrows and his fingers bounced back and forth on the cold golden throne: "In the wilderness, let's put aside the appearance for now, a virgin's first night can be exchanged for about thirty bullets. If it is in an area where mercenaries are frequently active, the exchange price will be lower. A bottle of a century-old wine excavated from the ruins will increase by about fifty times on the basis of this exchange. These expensive resources are enough to hire a first-class parasite as a sticker.

Bodyguard... is just a puppet, and it is necessary to provide for such a high price? Haha! You are not the kind of guardians who crazyly support the imperial system. Instead of giving it to others, this kind of extravagant enjoyment is better to satisfy your own **. Puppet? If you say this, even you yourself don’t believe it. The real price of giving up a crown for nothing is not what you just said, but to deal with the troubles from the Skeleton Knights.”

"Someone must be responsible for the death of the emperor, and Aphra's problem will be resolved by the way. Since the war is borne by me, it is natural to inherit the throne. However, this emperor is not as glorious as it seems. He is a pawn that will die at any time. As for you... you just need to push me out at a critical moment and bear all the guilt, and you can easily enjoy things that do not belong to you at all as a subordinate who obeys the new ruler. This is the whole plan you have negotiated. Or, it should be said to be a conspiracy."

Under Lin Xiang's eyes, the old man was silent for a long time. The ridicule on his face gradually faded away, he raised his head, as if he had known him for the first time. He carefully looked at the beautiful and strange face and said seriously: "Although I don't want to admit it, I still want to repeat what I once said. You are indeed very smart."

"This is not the answer I want to hear." Lin Xiang looked down on him.

"Then what do you want to hear? Do you want us to shout "Dear Emperor"?"

Standing under the steps, Eno Airy looked fierce and smiled and strode forward: "We can judge all our plans in just a few words. Few people can do this. If you are a high-level evolutionist and a parasitic, our attitude must be much humble than we are now. Unfortunately... you are just an ordinary person without supernatural powers. There are many people in this world who want to be an emperor and dreamer. If you don't want to accept it, we will change to another obedient fool."

Lin Xiang looked at him calmly: "Don't forget, the parasites waiting on the tower outside are all mine."

"As long as you kill you, they will soon choose another new employer."

Ino Airy smiled "hehe", gently sucking his forehead with his left finger, and his right hand took out a Browning pistol from his waist, aimed the black muzzle at Lin Xiang's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I am a third-level evolutionist. If the opponent is a parasitic, I can only surrender. As for a lowly ordinary human like you, hehehehe..."

As he said that, he opened his lips exaggeratedly and made a "bang" sound of bullet shooting.

"It's no point in killing you."

The old man standing next to him added: "We will hire those parasites for ten times the price. Skeleton yuan, gold, any kind of material that can replace currency... We will give whatever they want. We have all the wealth in the treasury, and the dead will never take them away from this world. The emperor cannot do it, nor can you."

Lin Xiang listened carefully to his words. After a moment of silence, he turned his gaze to Tresen, who was standing at the end of the crowd.

"Col. I want to hear your opinion."

Tresen lowered his head and did not answer.

"Look up and look into my eyes"

Lin Xiang strengthened his tone of speech.

The colonel still did not respond. Although he could not see the emotional changes on his face, his slightly trembling shoulders and violently undulating chest could still tell that his inner world was being entangled in two completely different states of thinking.

"If you don't want to say it, then order your soldiers to close the door."

Lin Xiang's voice became heavier and colder, full of the supreme majesty of awe. It was like the "rumble" thunder coming from the end of the mountain range, which exploded in Colonel Tresen's ears. It was so shocked that he did not dare to resist or disobey at all. He could only stare at the blood-filled eyes, stare at the military boots standing on the ground. Slowly, tremblingly raised his right hand and waved it heavily.

Behind him, two thick palace gates made of all steel were pushed by fully armed imperial soldiers and gradually closed in the semicircular axle trajectory.

"What do you want to do?"

The old man standing next to the throne suddenly turned around and looked at Tresen in surprise and roaring repeatedly.

He did not notice that Lin Xiang's shoulder, whose face was calm, suddenly sank slightly. Without any sign of any sign of action, his arm, which was placed on the golden handrail, moved left slightly. Five slender fingers suddenly opened, like torn apart fan pages, poked out with a "wow" and grabbed the old man's right shoulder with his back toward him. His sharp and hard fingertips, as sharp as steel needles, penetrated deep into his muscles, and immediately squeezed out five shocking red blood marks on the surface of the white cotton robe.

The scream was almost as sarcastic as a human voice.

The old man was about to bulge out his red eyes, colliding with Lin Xiang's cold eyes as ice. He did not rub out the sparks often described in the old era, only fear like a ghost, and heavy majesty like a king.

The unbearable severe pain, the old man could feel that his bones were cracking and shattering under the powerful pinching force of his fingers, making a clear explosion. The hand... the hand that entered his shoulders, as if it was closely connected to his body, had reached into the center of the bone, maliciously pinching the fine bone marrow.

"No"

The old man's pupils shrank sharply, and he suddenly stretched out his hands like a mad tiger, tightly clasping Lin Xiang's left arm that tightly clamped Lin Xiang's shoulders. The fierce rush made the entire right shoulder joint completely dislocate, making a "crackling" crackling sound. The pain caused the brain nerves to shrink rapidly at a more crazy rhythm. Driven by the sudden indifference of his body, he opened his lips fiercely, revealing his shriveled yellow teeth, and with a desperate attempt, he aimed at Lin Xiang's arm.

"Click"

The teeth, which were condensed with strong and stinky saliva, stopped almost two centimeters away from his arm. The cold and fierce expression on the old man's face instantly frozen. He slowly turned his eyes with difficulty, trying to focus his pupils to the last image of the angle on the side of his body solidifying on the retina. Lin Xiang stretched over from the side and his five fingers penetrated deep into his right hand on the back of his neck.

The entire spine was pulled out of the flesh and broke into a 90-degree-side straight "v" shape.

"Your plan is very thoughtful. However, if you forget something that is crucial, you can kill all rebellions without superpowers."
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