Chapter 19: Three hundred and thirty-three per capita
"I've seen Your Majesty.? Come and read - Internet cafΓ© ,.!"
After hearing the voice in the sky, Wang Lu bowed lightly, and then Yuan Shen Chuanyin instructed his teammates: "Don't speak, it's enough for me to talk to him." The Golden King's situation is exceptional, and your casual interjection will only worsen the situation. β
Aya subconsciously asked, "Huh?" β
Because the efficiency of Yuanshen transmission is extremely high, Wang Lu patiently explained: "Think about it, people are clearly in a bad situation, and now is the time for a fragile glass heart, what if you guys with five big nerves and three thick nerves annoys him?" β
"Wait, the five big and three rough refer to me?" Aya was furious.
"Hey, the focus of your attention is obviously wrong, take care of the Golden King, it's also your peer."
"yes, what's wrong with him?"
"Ha Luha, you still don't believe it when you say that you are five big and three coarse, you use your brain to think, what kind of person is the Golden King? He was generous to his loyal and good courtiers, but he punished anyone who dared to disobey him, rich or poor, in the most brutal and unkind way. So why would such a king tolerate the existence of the Holy Light Cult? Has 10,000 years changed his temperament? β
ββ¦β¦ That is, there is nothing he can do? β
"Obviously, if he really had control over the treasure house, would he allow so many people to come to Taobao? How much can he flaunt his wealth, show his generosity, and let a group of treasure seekers from all over the continent who have no loyalty or even respect for him take his treasures, is he sick? It is clear that there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and there is nothing that can be done about everything that happens on the mainland. β
"This ...... It's unbelievable. Aya shook her head, although she did not agree with the Golden King's ruling philosophy in her heart, she also respected his martial arts, and she couldn't imagine that after ten thousand years, the former overlord was so desolate.
"What's unbelievable, how much better are you doing now? Isn't he also a heroic spirit? And it's also a penniless silk hero, and people still have a treasure trove, alas, in short, this is probably an occupational disease in your industry, right? β
"You're an occupational disease"
"In short, the Golden King is at a low point in his life, and if there is no savior from the stars to help him, he probably won't be able to slow down. But he is the overlord of the world after all, and the dignity and reserve of being a king make it impossible for him to endure offense and insults, nor accept sympathy from those who are in lower positions. Therefore, we must be careful when we have a conversation, on the one hand, we must be polite, and on the other hand, we must not be too courteous so that he feels that we are sympathizing with him. The king does not need sympathy, only admiration and loyalty. It's hard to grasp the proportions of this, and only a professional adventurer with a delicate heart like me can deal with it, so just shut up, you big guys. β
"You ......"
"Alright, I'm going to talk to the Golden King, you just need to take care of maintaining your duties as a beautiful womanβwithout saying a word, with an infinitely beautiful bewildered expression."
In the transmission of the Yuan Shen, Wang Lu finished explaining, and then the next moment, a sudden voice sounded.
"Let's talk about it here, bastard, aren't you quite prepared?"
"Holy, Golden King?"
At this moment, even Wang Lu was taken aback, this Yuan Shen Transmission is a very private method, which can be disturbed and interrupted, but if you want to cut into it, it takes a great ability. At least on Spirit Sword Mountain, only the elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall can do it, yes, the Golden King is a legendary powerhouse, and it is not difficult to eavesdrop on the conversations of a few juniors.
In short, if you hear it, you can hear it, and you must always look forward as a person.
"Well, your majesty."
"Hmph, you just said it was a lot of fun, bastard."
"Ha Luha, since you have heard it yourself, do you have any guidance?"
"Bastard, are you really tired of being alive?"
"Otherwise, if I apologize, will you accept it? Alas, I don't want to do this either, but since it's clear, let's be straightforward, Your Majesty the King of Gold, I need your help, and I'm also willing to offer our strength for you to use, fair trade, there are gains and losses, although our strength is meager, but you should be able to use it now. β
Wang Lu tried to change his tone to convince the other party, but the Golden King laughed wildly.
"Ha Lu Ha A bastard like you who hasn't even crossed the threshold of the high ranks, my kingdom is as large as there are. β
Wang Lu sighed in reality, and said to Aya and the others: "See, this is what I said about the glass heart, obviously they are all down like this, and they still want to save face." β
Aya exclaimed, "Hey, you're talking in reality."
ββ¦β¦ I'm sorry I didn't pay attention to it and forgot, but it doesn't matter, isn't the Golden King among the primordial gods, I can't hear it. β
"You're lying to yourself."
"Bastard, if you want to get out, there's only one way."
In reality, the Golden King interrupted Wang Lu's self-deception just right.
Wang Lu said: "Your Majesty, I know that you must have a way, how can a mere administrator disobey the supreme golden king, as long as you open your mouth, there are entrances and exits everywhere here."
"Hmph, ignorant bastard. The rules I have laid down are absolute. β
Wang Lu smiled: "Even the rule-makers can't violate it?" Don't tease me, is there a ruler in the world who respects the law? β
"Yes, if I want to, it won't be difficult for you to leave, but why should I help you? For a few bastards to break the rules I set myself? Listen, if you want to leave, follow my rules and collect enough nine hundred and ninety-nine roses. As you might guess, the rose must be imbued with the souls of mid-level professionals and above, so go and kill 999 mid-level professionals for me. β
"This place is deserted, where do you tell us to find nine hundred and ninety-nine mid-level professionals? Could it be that ...
Wang Lu said, looked at Aya, Liulixian and the others beside him, and asked, "Do you want me to give birth to nine hundred and ninety-nine children with them, and then come to you with a blood sacrifice after cultivating them into middle-level professionals?" β
Aya: "Wang Lu, what nonsense are you talking about?" β
Liulixian: "Have a baby? Give birth to children, brother, do you really want to give birth to a lot of children? I really like children to be born and let me play, okay? β
Wang Lu pinched his fingers and calculated: "If you calculate it like this, Aya, Liulixian, Bai Shixuan, there are a total of three people available for the Ding Furnace, regardless of factors such as miscarriage and premature death, an average of three hundred and thirty-three children will be born per person, and it will take more than two hundred years to calculate according to the pregnancy of ten months." Tsk, it's better than staying here forever. So, Golden King, do you mean to wait more than two hundred years? β
The Golden King was silent for a long, long time, and finally spoke, "You are such a whimsical bastard. In my realm, there is a need for a burlesque artist like you. β
After a pause, the Golden King said, "When did I say that I wanted you to collect nine hundred and ninety-nine roses here?" β
Wang Lu was stunned: "But what if you don't collect enough...... Eh, you mean, medical parole? β
The Golden King said, "Keep some of your souls here, and I can leave the rest open." β
As he spoke, a purple portal opened in the darkness.
"Through this gate, a portion of your soul will be harvested as evidence that you are still here. When you are done collecting, enter my treasury through any of the entrances and be teleported there. This gate can last for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, I don't need to say more. β
Wang Lu nodded: "Thank you for your kindness." β
"Hmph, my gift is not for nothing, I have one condition: how to collect nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, you whimsical bastard, you don't need me to remind you anymore, right?"
"Of course, please rest assured."
"Aha, see the light of day."
With Wang Lu's joyful cheers, the group left from the purple portal and appeared outside Taobao City, the warm sunlight shining on their faces, looking extremely warm.
Leaving the dead darkness, several people felt a little lighter on their bodies.
Wang Luyin smiled predictably: "The weight of the soul"
Aya glared at him angrily, but when she turned her head and saw that Liulixian and the others were carefree, she had to admit that her worries were purely unnecessary.
In fact, the Golden King's portal is indeed extremely mysterious, obviously a part of the soul is divided, but it acts like nothing different. Legend has it that the Golden King is the closest mortal to the gods, and his control over his soul is far superior to that of anyone else. Such a method is also miraculous after 10,000 years......
But she still had a question: "We won't be found out if we're leaving, right?" I mean, can the Golden King's abilities be hidden from the Administrator? I always felt that the Golden King's control over the treasury was already very low, and although he acted calmly, he ......"
Wang Lu said lightly: "He is the king of gold." β
Aya became curious: "Do you have a lot of respect for the Golden King?" β
"I have respect for any strong person, and the Golden King is undoubtedly the supreme powerhouse, and if possible, I would love to see what he was like when he was alive."
ββ¦β¦ Speaking of which, what are you going to do with the nine hundred and ninety-nine roses? β
"Do you still need to ask? The Holy Light Sect and the Golden King have a mortal feud, and since they want to kill the mid-level professionals, of course, they have recognized the Holy Light Sect's divine stick to kill. It's just a thousand mid-level professionals, it's not much, but it's not so easy to get together. Put it in Kyushu, the middle-level professional should correspond to the foundation level, right? A thousand foundation-building monks, even the Holy Light Sect is not easy to get together...... But I have an idea, I don't know if you approve of it, Aya? β
"Huh?"
"Earlier, the Administrator mentioned the Battle of Purification. According to him, it was a war of the Holy Light Cult against your country and the Bredon Dragons, and ...... Judging by the tone, it should have happened in the past not too long. It shouldn't be that easy to purify your bloodline, right? Aya, I haven't asked before, what was the strength of your country in its heyday? β
"Although it can't be compared to the kingdom of the Golden King, in terms of military strength, it is the most powerful in the world." Aya couldn't hide her arrogance when she spoke, "There are more than a hundred high-level professionals alone, and there are thousands of middle-level professionals. The Bredon Dragon Clan is an ancient bloodline that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, with lush branches and strong people. β
"Oh? I can't see that Aya is quite capable of giving birth. β
"What?"
"It's nothing, I just want to say that if the Holy Light Sect wants to eliminate such a bloodline, in addition to looking forward to the peaceful evolution of your dragon bloodline, the only way to do so is to come up with absolutely crushing level military power. At the same time, after the extermination, it is necessary to station a strong army to suppress the rebellion, and that strong army is the best target...... Aya, whether you want to restore the kingdom, or I want to find deeper treasures in the King's Treasury. This is a must-go. β
"Aya, go to your country."
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