The calm and quiet days are a precious godsend for the traverser Luo Zhengdao, and finally waited for the old enemy goblins to be busy licking their wounds, and the gang of idlers in the Senate quarreled all day long on Capitol Hill and had no time to bother him.

"Pitching? What do you mean? ”

Luo Zhengdao's puzzled expression was a trivial matter that Brando Scarlet Yan was accustomed to, and in his opinion, it was quite normal for His Royal Highness Regent, who was said to have lost his memory, to do anything out of the ordinary. Although Captain Scarlet Yan's background was not good, and it was a by-product of a certain wealthy child of the Guangming Dynasty who was seeking pleasure among the people, the swinger brother with a clear conscience was finally willing to admit this illegitimate son, and sent him to a boarding aristocratic school in the name of his godfather since he was a child, and mixed with a large group of future aristocratic bureaucrats. Therefore, when it comes to understanding the rules of the operation of politics in the new world, Captain Scarlet Yan, who was born in a professional class, is much more familiar with it than Luo Zhengdao, a traverser.

"Your Highness, they want to be canonized by you and become true nobles."

In a hierarchical society, it is everyone's instinct to strive to climb up, and it is difficult for a little person like Luo Zhengdao to be willing to be plain, what kind of motivation it is to chase power at any cost, and in the old world, he gave up the plan to strive for the top after a simple attempt.

I remember that there was a saying called Don't let your child lose at the starting line, which was regarded as a guideline by many parents of Dicks, however, finally someone who understood couldn't help but stand up and say a word. A starting line! As a parent, you are the starting line of the child, and he has already lost as soon as he comes out of the mother's womb. The opponent starts from ten meters away from the finish line, as long as it is not polio and born with cerebral palsy, it is natural to cross the line easily, your child has to start sprinting from a thousand meters away from the starting line, there are more competitors around him than cow hair, how much power do hard-working children from grassroots families have to be against the sky, kill excellent opponents from the same class, and then crush all the way to various second-generation upper positions? The conclusions drawn from this logical reasoning are extremely unoptimistic.

At this time, Luo Zhengdao's expression looked a little depressed and said:

"They want to be nobles, so why are they coming to me?"

Upon hearing this, Brando Scarlet smiled slightly, and he leaned over and said:

"Your Highness, you are the regent of the Bright Dynasty, and until your successor to the throne, you were the master of the supreme power in the Empire. Last month, the improvised House of Arms of the Noble Lords also began to function, and you theoretically have the power to canonize anyone as a nobleman, although the title granted is too high and may trigger suspicion and criticism from the Senate. ”

Luo Zhengdao, who was not without astonishment, quickly reined in this dick silk expression, and then smacked his lips, as if he was savoring the fresh experience brought to him by the title of regent. It seems that being forced to hold a ceremony in advance to become regent not only brought him a lot of trouble, but also had a little benefit. From a legal point of view, Luo Zhengdao is already the supreme ruler of the Human Empire, even if he has little real power in his hands and his territory is limited to the barren and hot Wake Reef, but the value of this name is far from being as useless as he imagined earlier.

After pondering for a while, Luo Zhengdao's feelings completely calmed down, and he straightened up and instructed the attendant officer:

"Arrange for those people to come to the conference room, and I'll be there in a moment."

"Yes, Your Highness."

When Luo Zhengdao appeared at the door of the conference room, a group of pirates who were bored immediately stood up to greet them, these guys in strange costumes don't look at them as pirates who don't learn and don't know how to do it, they still understand the rules that big people should abide by, and the usual rudeness is just deliberate contempt, and now I have to ask His Royal Highness the Regent, and then pretend that the uncle belongs to him to send his face to the door to find a draw.

Sitting in the main seat of the conference room, glancing at these guys, Luo Zhengdao said in a calm tone:

"What contribution have you made to the Empire that you think you deserve to be canonized?"

"Well, we've all played Greenskin, haven't we?"

Most of these people are the leaders of small pirate groups, and their real status is as low as the big cats and small cats, and they don't dare to come to ask for merit, Luo Zhengdao heard this, nodded, and said:

"Well, you have participated in the war against the Second Goblin Empire, and this can be regarded as a contribution, so are you ready to take on the obligations of the nobles?"

"Obligation? What obligations? ”

Regardless of asking, you can know that you haven't even done the work of finding out the wind in advance, and the pirates who rashly came to ask for canonization are basically poor people from the bottom of society, a group of standard lumpenproletarians, otherwise they would not be guilty of eating the bowl of pirates. Strictly speaking, the pursuit of romance and freedom, which is an ethereal spiritual value, is not a depth of thought that ordinary people can understand, and it is too much to talk about money, which is the real universal value. The pirates are generally illiterate, and the level of individual literate masters is not much different from Luo Zhengdao, who has been semi-literate for a long time, and being uneducated does not mean that they have a problem with their IQ. At this moment, Luo Zhengdao, who was facing a smile on his face, blurted out a rhetorical question, which immediately made them feel that they were in some kind of dangerous situation.

Luo Zhengdao, who had a smiling tiger posture, said with a fluttering eyebrow:

"Hehehehe, of course, it is the obligation to obey the laws of the empire and serve."

"This ...... We don't understand that, so His Royal Highness the Lord Regent says what do you want us to do! ”

Grinding his teeth with a group of rough old men is not Luo Zhengdao's hobby, anyway, these guys can't understand too deep language hints, he pondered for a while and decided to cut to the chase, and said:

"Reviving the empire is not something that can be done in a few days, if you want to become a nobleman, you must prove your value to the empire with practical actions. It's very difficult to counterattack the main continent, so you can't and can't take back those colonial islands from the goblin navy, right? ”

Hearing this, a non-mainstream pirate leader with braids on his head smiled, and he said self-righteously:

"Those uninhabited islands are included, too?"

"Of course it can't be, what should I do with the uninhabited island? Pigs? ”

When it comes to the very professional joke of pig raising, the pirate leaders present will immediately burst into laughter, only those crappy pirates who can't grab anything at sea will helplessly run to a desert island to raise pigs and farm and cut wood and burn charcoal, this is one of the common jokes in the pirate industry, but soon they put away their smiles, it is not easy to seize the enclave of the island inhabited by people!

Any industry is distributed in a pyramid shape, the law of 28 is universal, the top two adults occupy eighty percent of the profits, and the remaining eight adults struggle to compete for the remaining two percent of the profits, the fact is that the bottom of the street goods accounts for the majority of an industry.

You might as well use the jargon of code words to explain, the big god eats meat, the middle god gnaws bones, the small god drinks soup, and the street writer drinks the wind.

The same is true for the pirates of the New World, most of the pirate gangs are not very good at mixing up compared to the lucky ones who grab a whole shipload of gold coins overnight, and the occasional small fortune is not enough for them to splurge on it. Since the main business of plundering at sea was in trouble, the poor pirates, in order to subsidize the precarious plunder income and improve their own food conditions, creatively created a light side business that did not affect their main business, that is, pig breeding. Pig breeding with pirates who have never been associated with hardships and hard work is certainly not a painstaking captivity, and they don't have the patience to manage the natural free-range breeding that doesn't require too much effort to manage, which is more suitable for the needs of pirates.

The specific steps of raising pigs are as follows: find an uninhabited enclave with plenty of water and lush vegetation, first clean up the predators on the island, so as not to feed the beasts with their own free time, and then release the newly weaned piglets on the island for their own food.

After a year or so, the free-range piglets had grown to about fifty pounds, and by that time, the pirates had returned to the island where the piglets had been kept and captured them for rations, or sold them in other ports for cash, so that pig farming became a constant source of joke for pirates, and only the worst of the low-level pirate groups would do it.

"Many colonies originally belonged to the sharp-eared territories of Yaling and Elves, Your Highness Regent, will we get into trouble by doing this?"

In a group of people, there will always be a few people with good brains, Luo Zhengdao also nodded in agreement when he heard this, and replied:

"You don't have to worry about it, remember, how many colonies and populations you can get is directly related to the titles you can get."

Speaking of this, Luo Zhengdao deliberately stopped to brew the atmosphere, and then continued:

"If you are willing to swear allegiance to the Empire, I can grant you a privateer license and make the matter of knighthood linked to merit public, now make your choice!"

It's obvious, if you're not interested in a noble title, what are these guys coming all the way to see what Luo Zhengdao is doing? Does he look like the kind of cute master who was born with a pair of dark circles and a round body?

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's straightforward statement, the pirate leaders chirped a few crooked words, and immediately pounced on him like a pack of wild dogs, expressing their nostalgia for the Bright Dynasty and their firm determination to go to the soup for His Royal Highness the Regent. After such a rather unprofessional performance, the next thing was much simpler, the pirate leaders pressed their hands on the holy emblems of each self-confessed god and swore an oath, and one by one they received the privateering permit documents from Luo Zhengdao as if they were elementary school students receiving awards.

As the saying goes, there is no double blessing, but there is no single line of evil. Trouble is also a lot of trouble, there are few examples of running a single gang, Luo Zhengdao sent a group of speculators away on the front foot, and the next day he met another moth.

"Dwarven messengers? What are those people looking for me for? ”

The dwarven race is one of the greatest tragedies of the New World, and they have never had a glorious era to remember, and even the meager pride that Lao Tzu's ancestors once had could not be found. Looking through the history books, the dwarves are either slaves of this powerful race, or they are enslaved by another powerful race, in short, the history of the dwarves is all tears!

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's undisguised contempt, Vina Dubov snorted and said:

"Will, you have to be careful about who you are, the dwarven messenger insists on seeing His Royal Highness the Lord Regent before he will deliver the letter."

Luo Zhengdao thought about it again and again, but he really couldn't guess what this group of dwarves had to do with him, so he had to nod and say:

"Alright! After the search, he brought the messenger to me. ”