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(Prepare to raise two pigs and kill them to eat. One is called "bank president" and the other is called "Minister of Health". Kill! Kill during the Chinese New Year!)

The hall was silent, people breathed heavy breaths between their mouths and noses, and the "Dede" sound of their teeth hitting each other without control was crisp and clear.

Ino Airi held the gun in his hand tightly, staring fiercely at Lin Xiang on the Golden Throne. He grinded the innermost molars of his mouth like a nerve, as if this kind of self-abuse action that was simply to flatten the teeth could eliminate the irrepressible fear in his heart. There was no blood on his pale face, and the center of his pupils that had been tightened into a needle, but strangely released an increasingly calming gaze.

He didn't know if Lin Xiang, who was high on the throne, would suddenly take action. But he knew that if he showed a little extra action at this moment, a more miserable and terrifying way of death than the old man would immediately come to him like thunder.

All officials of the empire large and small did not like the emperor——The man with a melancholy expression had no qualifications to become an emperor at all. He was timid, indecisive, cowardly... His favorite thing was to stay alone in the bedroom and study some old yellow books found from the ruins with relish. If he had not been afraid of the woman Alfra and the revenge from the Skeleton Knights, the emperor would have been torn to pieces by the rebels.

He died after all. Although it was somewhat different from what was expected, the corpse of the man lying on the bed in the bedroom of the palace was undoubtedly the former idiot emperor.

Everyone thought this was a rare opportunity for a rainbow. What was particularly surprising was that the brain character attacking the palace was just an ordinary person without superpowers. Suppressing the greed and hope in people's subconscious minds, being stimulated, and transformed into endless rich imagination. They began to weave an invisible invisible network, changing their identities and deliberately deceiving outsiders who were completely unfamiliar with imperial affairs. The emperor was just a false name, a puppet who could indulge himself. Just an ordinary person... This was simply a gift that fell from the sky, a rich surprise given by God.

However, everyone was wrong. It was not a weak little rabbit that could be pinched at will, but a hideous hungry tiger that hides its teeth and claws, perfectly covering up all the aura of death on its body.

Ino Airi's hands were trembling, and he could no longer suppress the fear that was constantly occupying every corner of his body. He held the gun in his hand, but had no strength to pull the trigger. In fact, he was almost exhausted even the strength to maintain his standing posture. Under his feet, the old man's head, who was close to him, was still grinning and retaining his last state before his death. It seemed to be reminding himself that this was the final outcome.

Lin Xiang sat on the throne with a cold expression, looking down at the panicked crowd.

The most direct manifestation of power is not only the thousands of humble people crawling at their feet. The blood and cruelty that opposes benevolence can also serve as obvious deterrence.

Colonel Tresen was still standing there, lowering his head, silently speaking.

Among all the people in the hall, only he knew the power of Lin Xiang, a strange ruler. The degree that was faster than lightning in the armored command car was far beyond the limit that the rou could observe. In addition to the parasite... he was unimaginable, in this world, which could be compared with it.

But he has no breath!

A strong man who cannot be conquered by any external force, a force that he cannot confront... The colonel did not choose to surrender directly, nor did he stand on the side of the imperial officials. Before he entered the hall, he had decided to not help each other and strictly adhere to neutrality.

Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes half-closed and looked down at Ino Airy standing under the throne in peace. His eyes were plain and indifferent, as if he was not a living person at all, but a stagnant and cold corpse.

"The territory of the empire is very large, and I need officials. If you choose to be loyal to you at the first time, it will be another ending."

Ino Airy struggled and opened her mouth slightly, without saying anything, showing a bitter smile of regret.

The entire plan does have a strong speculative qualities. If Lin Xiang releases a breath of supernatural powers, the officials will not hesitate to choose to surrender or have a more gentle negotiation method. The problem is... he can't feel anything from him. There is no parasitic guard under Longteng's leadership in the audition hall, and he only relies on the garrison troops under Colonel Tresen to maintain order. This gives the officials enough room for imagination and delusion. Almost everyone gave up the plan's allegiance plan and instead took a stronger momentum, direct, and no room for negotiation.

This is not Ino Airy's fault, nor is it the old man's fault.

A parasite can kill hundreds of ordinary people.

If neither side of the fight has mutated power, individuals will never be able to fight against large groups.

He confused everyone and asked everyone to raise their feet and move into the grave of death that would never leave.

"You are really too greedy..."

Lin Xiang shook his head mockingly and said calmly: "I have imagined every situation I might encounter after entering the imperial capital. But I didn't expect that a group of ordinary officials would threaten them as puppets."

Inoairie smiled sadly: "I am the same. This world is full of too many changes. We overestimate ourselves, but underestimate you."

Lin Xiang nodded in a clear way: "All mistakes must be paid by people."

The pale face murmured, and his slightly lowered eyes were filled with unconcealed fear and despair. The old man who just died in front of him was already very telling the problem--this beautiful young man was far more ruthless than he looked. And... he did nothing at all.

The arm holding the gun drooped softly, Eno Airy's dry lips and asked in a hoarse tone that was almost lost in fear: "What are you...what are you going to do? If, if I confessed to what I had before and swear to be loyal to you forever, will it...will..."

He unknowingly used honorific words.

"There is no regrets in this world to sell. I have given you a chance."

Lin Xiang looked at him calmly, with a cold expression, and a low voice revealed an unquestionable majesty: "Damn it...must die———"

"I just knew it was... it was impossible, it could not change..."

Ino Airy stared at him in a daze, grabbed his head with his left hand and pulled it hard with his nerves. He laughed wildly: "I'm so stupid. Why do you have to anger a lion? What's wrong with living a peaceful life honestly? No matter how much you have or how much money you have, how much can I eat? How much can I play? Hahahaha———"

A strange and harsh laughter burst into the hall, making a strange and empty echo. The expression on Ino Airy's face suddenly became very far away, as if consciousness was peeling from the inside of his body, leaving only an empty and useless body. He slowly raised the pistol that was hanging from his fingertips, aimed at the temple on his head, and took a last look at all the scenes that could be swept with his eyes, and pulled the trigger hard.

"thump----"

While Ino Airy fell, other viewers standing at the bottom of the throne steps fell down, their hands were lying on the ground, and their bodies were erect and violently; they had completely lost the courage to argue or beg.

Lin Xiang turned his scrutiny eyes to Colonel Tresen on the right side of the throne. He was also the only person in the hall who could barely maintain a standing posture at this moment.

"You still have a chance to choose----"

Staring at the colonel's white face, Lin Xiang raised his pretty eyebrows slightly and smiled calmly and gently: "You have not participated in the conspiracy of these people, nor have you ordered soldiers to shoot at me. I have always paid attention to fairness in my work... Of course, if you refuse to obey orders and choose someone from the Imperial Garrison to take over your current position, it should not be difficult."

Colonel Tresen's lowered head suddenly raised, his black pupils tightened for a moment, and he gathered his eyes with difficulty, and he shrank and did not dare to contact Lin Xiang's cold and proud eyes. He dodged, with incredible shock, and the cold sweat that oozed out from both sides of his forehead, nodded desperately, and responded indescribably: "Ge... Your Majesty... Please, please give me order."

Lin Xiang was obviously dissatisfied with this answer that had lost the most basic characteristics of a soldier. But he could also feel the fierce collision and struggle of the colonel's inner world at this moment. He did not continue to entangle on this issue, his slender eyebrows frowned slightly irritatedly, and looked at the former imperial officials who were creeping down beneath his feet. A hint of hideousness appeared on the corner of Lin Xiang's closed lips.

"Kill them all————”

"The search was carried out across the city, spreading improper remarks and inciting slaves, refusing to accept control orders, deliberately creating a mess, killing! Hiding or helping the other party escape, and being punished for the same crime. Neighbors, family members, relatives and friends are all in charge. Regardless of high and low, men, women, young and old, are treated equally."

"Assigning the garrison troops to guard the city gates and rob those who store supplies in public warehouses, they will be sentenced to death on the spot————"

Before Colonel Tresen could respond to a series of orders, Lin Xiang's eyes had already revealed a more evil and cruel harsh light.

"On both sides of the street leading to the north gate of the palace, a wooden pole is set up every ten meters. Hang the bodies of all those who dare to disobey and let those who dare to resist or have ulterior motives take a good look. This is the outcome they may face at any time————”

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The sparse rainfall for four consecutive days has cleaned up all the remaining heat on the surface of the earth. It is late autumn, and people can no longer feel the warmth. From time to time, rain falls from the sky, cold and turbid, bringing radiation fear, and it also indicates that the cold winter is coming.

Colonel Tresen understood Lin Xiangbu's orders. Under the surveillance of the assault team, the rebellious imperial soldiers searched in the Black Prison City. According to the relevant information of the Royal Palace Archives, all the imperial administrative officials on the list were detained. Without any interrogation and verification, the crown was bribed, embezzled, fed his personal bags, conspired to rebel, and other crimes. The crimes were all executed on the spot, including his family, relatives, friends and neighbors. Thousands of terrifying bodies, hung high on the top of the "1"-shaped wooden pole, swaying and colliding in the air like a puppet that whistled by the cold wind.

Standing in the warm hall and looking out the window of dead bodies hanging from both sides of the street, Lin Xiang felt no guilt, no regret or anger, only a numbness as if he was watching ordinary things in another world.

He has learned how to control his emotions.

No one who should be killed can be missing.

There may be many people who have been murdered by mistake.

Killing and being killed are the moral concepts of the wasteland world.

The impact of the upper class of the empire on ordinary people must be completely eliminated.

It is necessary to let the slaves and civilians know that the empire is no longer the disorderly society that once was.

Imperial officials must die. Their heads can appease the people and form an effective and reliable deterrent. Framing is not aimless. Slaves and officials are simply two groups with completely different levels of treatment. They envy those who can eat, and are jealous of those who wear rich clothes and those who wear gorgeous clothes. Using a seemingly noble crime to kill hundreds of imperial officials, slaves will naturally have an instinctive recognition of the new rulers. At this time, the enslaved identity and the army are supervised, and they will soon become a new regime supporter.

To them, Lin Xiang is a liberator like a god.

Lin Xiang was finally able to realize the true helplessness of those emperors in ancient society who were called "tyrants".

They may not want to kill people, but they have to pick up the butcher knife. The soft comfort can indeed make people feel grateful, but it cannot have a strong deterrent effect. Only when the actual heads and corpses are placed in front of them can they have enough threatening effects.

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The vanguards of the two major legions arrived in the imperial capital three days ago. These elite members of the all-evolving legion immediately made the imperial garrison soldiers feel unprecedentedly strong pressure. They carried out the orders without any compromise, acted quickly and neatly, and directly killed every suspect target. At the same time, nearly half of the personnel were distributed to the temporary guards of the palace, searched for finance, and sealed the warehouse. Two days ago, when Yang Hua led the main force of the "Holy Blood Angel" legion to the imperial capital and other surrounding cities to fully control the situation, the list of various materials placed in front of Lin Xiang had already set up a thick paper mountain on the table.

Food:

7.84 million tons of wheat, rice, sweet potatoes, and potatoes totaled 4.12 million tons, 830,000 tons of frozen fresh pigs, and 2.10 million tons of preliminarily purified japonica.

In addition, there are huge quantities of canned foods, refined oils, lipids, and alcoholic beverages.

These things are enough to maintain the consumption of nearly 30 million people in a year. As the largest material storage area in the entire empire, the imperial capital and four other surrounding cities have been hollowed out underground, and large warehouses are built hundreds of meters away from the ground. Even if the empire encounters natural disasters or wars, crops are completely out of stock, from officials to slaves, there is no need to worry about the series of problems caused by hunger.

Weapons and machinery:

The counting personnel found more than 73,000 general-purpose light and heavy machine guns, 560,000 assault rifles, as well as incalculable number of pistols, bullets, and grenades in the Imperial Armory... With the scale of a reorganized division of 20,000 people in the old era, it was enough to arm dozens of field infantry divisions. Due to the limitations of military supply and transportation, a total of more than 6,000 heavy trucks were separated into other cities. Even so, in the military reserve warehouse northwest of the imperial capital, there were still 736 brand new "m939" five-ton standard trucks parked.

As for the main battle tanks that Lin Xiang is most concerned about, there are 356 "Abrams" A2 improved models that are more advanced than the initial models. The 6-aircraft fighter is mainly "Ah64 Apache" and "S7O" Black Hawk Assault Transportation Helicopters. Together with various different models, other types of combat effectiveness, the number of registered numbers on paper is 74. But for some unknown reasons, all aircraft were dismantled and sealed in the form of parts.

In addition to combat vehicles, Aphra also provided the empire with more than 4,000 heavy tractors, excavators, cranes, engineering and complete sets of drilling equipment. Due to the lack of professional and technical personnel, only a small part of these heavy equipment was put into use, and nearly 88% of the whole machine and parts were not even transported out of the container. As for the fuel that dared to drive them, the paper recorded 1.37 million tons of diesel and 2.06 million tons of gasoline. Considering the necessary consumption during transportation and distribution to various canned storages, the actual quantity may be slightly less than the recorded data.

Resource production and manufacturing:

According to the figures of the Imperial Industrial Headquarters, two years ago, two "Ten"-shaped railway lines that run through the entire Empire in four directions with the imperial capital as the core had been completed. Various production assembly lines assisted by the Knights of the Skeleton were completed in the southern part of the Empire. Theoretically, the annual steel production in the Southern Industrial Zone should be 4.9 million tons, but the actual output is only 8,106 tons. Combined with many factors such as ore source, power, equipment loss, etc., the real reason for the extremely low output is likely to be the lack of skilled technicians to cause serious inefficiency.

There are as many as a thousand items listed on the material list. In order to hoard such a huge number of resources, Alfra did try his best to do it in the name of the Skeleton Knights. However, in addition to these, Lin Xiang still values ​​slaves who live in the empire and have as many as tens of millions of slaves.
Chapter completed!