Seriously, Albert doesn't like large celebrations very much, he thinks it's too noisy, he prefers to be quiet, although he can't be called annoying, but he doesn't have a lot of colds, he prefers to read books, learn about the thoughts of his predecessors, chat with others, play table tennis and the like, and the last thing is to explore the new use of the extraordinary power that the [Energy Circulation System] can control. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So far, he has found the following uses: roasting meat, roasting marshmallows, drinking tea in various positions, playing poker on the ceiling, parkour, jumping off a building without injury, shooting hoops with his eyes closed, imitating a super electromagnetic cannon, skating on water, gliding in the air, walking a tightrope with super balance, testing how many finger snaps he can play in a minute, whether he can cut through a wooden board when a playing card is thrown out, playing table tennis and badminton while taking time out to read a book, and finally running on the wall.

So what is he doing now? He was shopping, and walked to the National Executive Yuan in the center of the city, under the mainstream style of advocating simplicity and squareness, most of the buildings are gray stone, as the place where the king lived and administered, the Executive Yuan was more distinctive, and the whole was pure white.

The huge, seven-meter-high gate flanks the doorposts, depicting reliefs of ancient heroes, stretching to both sides, are a neat row of frosted glass windows, five windows on the left and right, measure the specific length, each glass window is one meter wide, two meters apart, and it is a two-storey building, there is nothing to describe the characteristics.

There is nothing to tell about the king's palace called the Executive Yuan, except for the reliefs on the gate posts, the stone lions on both sides of the gate, the street trees arranged at a certain distance to decorate some greenery, the larger stone gate and the wide hall.

It should be the simplest king's palace in the whole of Cedras, not even as spacious as some of the slightly more spacious local noble families in Småland, at least those halls are more luxuriously decorated, and there will be some ancient cultural vases, bronze antiques, older portraits, and I don't know how many family portraits have been embellished in the image, and here, everything is for the purpose of function.

Covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters, it represents the power of the supreme ruler of the whole of Avaranga, and the elected king will do all his work here, but unlike the feudal emperor, the work of the king of Avaranga will be much easier.

If a country is compared to a machine, then Avaranga is already a "semi-automatic machine", the intricate laws of the country are in charge of every corner, the polygraph spell is anti-corruption, and the criminal investigation is double insurance, [Underground World] The different space network dutifully digests the dark side as a garbage can, the public security department, the fire department, the people's livelihood department, each part goes up layer by layer, and when it comes to the king, what he has to do is to guide and master the overall situation in macro control, but it will still not be easy to go anywhere, after all, the burden of a country is on one person, and no one will feel good.

The king is still the supreme leader of a country, but he is no longer irreplaceable, and the mystery of the modern electoral system lies in the fact that it has successfully reduced the king from supremacy to a profession, a proper profession.

To tell you the truth, modern kings still have salaries, and the following are their on-the-job salaries: food and housing, all carriage and horse expenses, full insurance, no weekend holidays, double the workload of the Spring Festival and large-scale celebrations, all not more than a total of one gold coin per month living expenses are reimbursed by the state, in addition, the monthly salary is fifteen gold coins, seven days off at the end of the year, and then continue to work.

The king's position is worth three years of ordinary people's salary, and it is not used much, and he can save 180 gold coins in a year, not to mention that the term of office is a total of 20 years, that is, 3,600 gold coins, money that ordinary people can't earn in a few lifetimes, and the insurance and pension state are also fully equipped, spend dozens of gold coins to buy a house, and he can't use up the rest of the money if he doesn't work for the rest of his life.

Generally speaking, people who have been kings and retired honorably can comfortably be the winners of their own lives, and live a stable life with that large amount of money, but those who have little to do with Albert and cannot go to the election, right next to him, his wife is expressing her opinion, not against the campaign, mainly against an anecdote in the newspaper.

"I still think it's a little incredible. Cecilia, who was next to him, was reading a newspaper as she walked, and pointed to a column above it and said to him, "It's hard to believe that oil can be dug up in the ground." "What's so unbelievable? Everything can be explained by chemical principles, and existence is reasonable. ”

Now the world's fossil energy is still in the exploration stage, in recent years the country has announced that there are places to dig up oil, several oil wells have emerged at once, so far, people do not know what this thing can be used for.

"Well, it's rare to dig up oil in the ground, two things have nothing to do with each other, and they just come together, and then, what's the use of it?"

Hearing the last few words of her words, Albert pondered deeply, and then realized: this thing seems to be useless now.

People don't fear the dark, and even the light bulbs made by Oschats are considered chicken, so what is the use of oil where there are no engines? Things like plastic and clothes, or machine lubricants, asphalt? People don't know what it's about, they don't know how to refine it, it's too far away.

Oil, the product that has underpinned the existence of modern society, has only served in Avarangar today to make people gain knowledge.

He continued to look around, and the steel statues were all over the street, they had been there for hundreds of years, and most of the people who should be considered heroes were here for posterity to admire.

Each statue together with a half-meter-high pedestal, a total height of three meters, in front of the statue is a few introduction to the background of the character, the date of birth, the time of death, the life deeds of the signs, the life of the characters they represent, have been refined and integrated in the life deeds of more than ten or twenty words.

Then they finally walked down the street, which is the most important place in the country, where the Executive Yuan is located, and where the figurines are concentrated.

At the last moment, Albert looked back and saw an elven old man, who must have been a thousand years old, and the old man stopped in front of a statue with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, as if he was still talking to the statue, and then sat down on the base of the statue.

The elf must have lived through the founding period and earlier, and what he was talking about, it is impossible to know, perhaps, that the person the statue commemorates was his brother, friend, teammate.

For the immortals, the events of hundreds of years ago are still vivid, and compared to the human wizards who have changed generations, the memories of the aliens are clearer.

Who the hell that elf is, no one knows...