Luo Xia didn't know what had happened to the Wastestone Collection during this time, but he had a strange feeling in his heart. It's as strange as some of my own children who have suddenly grown up. Huang Jingyun, in his impression, is still the little girl who is very sad but extremely tenacious to lose her brother.

It's been three or four years, but it turns out that the little girl has grown up...

When he came back to his senses, he shuddered: why do you have a terrible feeling that you are old!?

After Huo Wu repaired it, the two of them got together again and began to mumble and discuss some bad ideas. I don't know why, every time I try to trick people with Huo Wu, Luo Xia has an inexplicable sense of happiness.

The way the two get along with each other is so pleasant to him. If he comes up with an idea, Huo Wu can tinker with him from some strange angles. Coupled with more and more experience and insight, Huo Wu's ability is also increasing.

The blackening at the beginning seemed to open up another kind of brain hole and talent for him, and his simple brain went to another dark extreme.

When two people are together, intrigue gushes out, and it's a magical experience that is as addictive as addictive.

"In other words, the 50,000 people in front of you may not be the limit?" Huo Wu rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache.

Although Luo Xia's parliamentary system does not conform to the 'values' of the current mainstream society, it is very good in his opinion, at least he puts himself in his shoes, which can give the displaced people a great sense of belonging, and has gathered quite a lot of people's hearts from the starting point.

But miraculously it doesn't give them real power.

Coupled with the protagonists of various strange stories, Luo Xia, who has been programmed into countless versions of the identity of the alliance leader, as long as there are no big problems later, the core of the foundation of a city's power is already there.

Huo Wu said faintly: "Let's not talk about the problem of food. Have you ever thought about how the Count of Montenegro felt? ”

Montenegro, a small country with a population of less than one million, has experienced war and is still in the midst of war, and its population will inevitably continue to decline sharply, and a force of 50,000 people, or even more people, will have a population in its hinterland, how can it be at ease.

Luo Xia smiled: "He seems to be very busy, busy conquering other territories. ”

"But sooner or later, he'll be empty."

"Then, I'm talking when I'm free, or rather, I'll find a way to make him not empty."

Huo Wu's fists tightened, and there seemed to be some kind of flame burning in his eyes: "To... Did you do anything to him? ”

Luo Xia tilted his head and glanced at him: "What do you think?" ”

He knew that in Huo Wu's heart, in addition to the Shadow Song Brotherhood, the black scale army and the Southern Xinjiang General Mansion behind the scenes were the existences he hated the most. In the eyes of the avengers who are treated as pawns and outcasts, there is nothing more hateful than someone who takes the lives of their relatives and friends as an inconsequential tool.

After all, Huo Wu suppressed the hatred in his heart and sighed: "No... We don't have that strength. And... It's not time yet..."

"Hmm. So, let's think about how to solve the problem of food. ”

Huo Wu suddenly laughed: "Maybe we should ask the Count of Montenegro to do us a favor?" ”

Luo Xia thoughtfully asked Zhu Weisi to help? It sounds like a very idea, the Black Scale Army is still working with the Eight Kingdoms and the Guanlan Kingdom to annex the remaining three countries in the original Four-Nation Alliance.

However, the Black Scale Army, which relies entirely on the mode of fighting and supporting the war, has reached a situation of material tension. Otherwise, he would not have taken out a piece of land, and even took the initiative to help Luo Xia clean up the black set and train the 'horse thief'.

For the sake of ambition, Zhu Weisi can even betray his relatives, and he is not a benevolent person.

But it is precisely this situation that Zhu Weisi is most afraid of, perhaps... The homeless people who eat and drink for nothing.

"Will it work?"

"It's good to try it, exaggerate the facts, and say that there are 100,000 displaced people who want to take refuge in Montenegro. It depends on his measure. If you are really willing to accept it, let the displaced people pass, and we won't be able to support them anyway. If he doesn't accept it, he will make up for it a little bit, and then we will find a way to solve the rest. ”

"Alright, go your separate ways. You take someone to organize a caravan to go back to Huangshiji to buy grain, and by the way, notify some caravans to help bring the goods, and use the grain as a toll. As for the number of displaced people reported to Montenegro, increase it to 200,000. ”

Huo Wu nodded Luo Xia and smiled badly: "You are very bad." ”

"Each other, each other."

"So... It's still not enough..."

"Aren't we, robbers?"

One counts bad, two counts poison.

Luo Xia and Huo Wu had a discussion, and they felt that all the negative emotions on their bodies were expressed, and suddenly the whole person was full of energy.

He found Huang Tao, who was busy again, but felt that his life was full of fighting spirit.

"Taotao, from now on, you are the acting city lord of Windy City."

The first sentence scared Huang Tao. The chatterbox attribute was suppressed, and he couldn't speak.

"Now, don't say I didn't give you a chance. This is the urban layout map I planned, the infinite gossip map, no, it's the urban construction map. In addition to the vicinity of the main road 50 meters, it can be planned as a residential area. Don't forget to dig more wells, and if possible, preferably underground cisterns, which, of course, are planned for a long time to come. ”

"In addition, in the plaza area, plan a building that can accommodate 1,000 people to hold meetings, and call it the Windy City Council."

Luo Xia threw a drawing to Huang Tao, who was very excited, this feeling of being able to plan a city according to his own preferences is actually great. As for how it is built, does it matter?

After Huang Tao was born, he never stammered except for calling his father, but now he actually stammered: "Bao, promise to complete the task." ”

"Just do your best, and besides, help me get the trusted caravan to bring a letter to Count of Montenegro, Ju Weisi. In addition, bring back the fat sisters, oh, you don't know, that is, we are trained in the country of Montenegro. ”

Is Zhu Weisi a fool?

Apparently not.

Luo Xia and Huo Wu's conspiracy is actually a conspiracy. Zhu Weisi, who can't afford to raise homeless people, or Zhu Weisi, who can't use soldiers if he raises homeless people, will inevitably know the fact that he was pitted. But for the sake of the stability of the rear, he could only pay a little price for Luo Xia to help him stop the homeless.

Therefore, it is difficult to guarantee that the old brothers of the original green forest will not be retaliated against in another way. For example, to be transferred to the front line as cannon fodder... Then with a sigh of regret, Luo Xia and the others couldn't even retaliate.

The point is, doesn't Luo Xia know how to train soldiers?

Really, won't?

No, he's just lazy. I can't lead by example, and I don't have that time.

Now that there are forbidden tree creatures to do it for him, will he still be tired?

So, why let the Black Scales experience the pleasure of abusive people? Phew, it is to cultivate the sense of accomplishment of one's own people.

"Alas... It's all ideal's fault..."

Luo Xia looked up at the Wind Guardian Tower in the distance, a little puzzled, since when did his position come to this point?

Ambition. No.

Luo Xia knew that he might have the idea of enjoying the convenience of power, but he couldn't accept the reality that he had hollowed out his mind for power and turned into a power monster. In fact, he didn't know that it was this nature that made the 'pollution' of the emperor's blood not so serious.

Revenge. Neither is it.

Luo Xia once hated being constantly oppressed and treated as a pawn and tool, and also hated the people around him who were constantly hurt and killed. But this kind of hatred can be completely held back until the day when he is strong enough and solved in one fell swoop.

The times, there is a little.

The entanglement of Bai Yunzhi, Emperor Blood, the companions of the academy, and the Green Forest Alliance has made more and more people around him, which may be one of the opportunities for him to develop his power, but it is not enough.

Well, it's air.

The air of this world makes him unable to breathe... Full of oppression, power, cruelty, and tragedy, although it seems that it is none of his business, he still has a feeling of suffocation that he can't breathe.

Since I am incompatible with the world, why can't the world accommodate me?

"It's a good feeling... People, alive... It's going to bloom, even if it's just for a moment..."

"That's the reason why you're plotting with someone to trick my nephew?"

"Ahem, ahem!" Luo Xia was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he almost didn't come up in one breath.

Lin Na appeared on the roof like a ghost, her eyes fixed on Luo Xia, as if the next moment, she would turn it into minced meat. Luo Xia almost forgot that there is still a blood relationship between Lin Na and Zhu Weisi.

"Listen to me." Luo Xia wanted to struggle.

Lin Na looked at Luo Xia coldly, without a single glance, as if waiting for his explanation.

Luo Xia, but he couldn't say anything. In the face of threats to one's relatives, no matter how powerful his mouth is, what's the use, and this kind of sowing discord is used on his own mountain, is it interesting?

"Don't you explain?"

"No, this kind of thing... If you know, you should understand, if you don't understand, everything I say is in vain. ”

"It's... Uncomfortable reasons. Linna sighed and fell silent again.

It felt a little uncomfortable and a little embarrassing. Just when Luo Xia wanted to break the silence, Lin Na said faintly: "Do you know, Xingnan City, why is it called Xingnan City?" ”

Luo Xia breathed a sigh of relief, he could still communicate, his little fate was saved, when he and Huo Wu were preparing to pit Zhu Weisi, they had been thinking about how to deal with Lin Na, but they didn't expect the other party to have the vice of eavesdropping.

However, it was pointless to say this now, and he answered: "Isn't that the meaning of prospering southern Xinjiang?" ”

The history of Xingnam City, he also understood, a city that was emerging because it was conquered. Other than that, there are no other superfluous descriptions, and of course it may be that Luo Xia didn't study them carefully.

"Because in that land, there was originally a country called Xingnanguo." Lin Na's tone was still steady, as if she was recounting an extremely ordinary matter, of course, she might not have any other tone: "Thirty years ago, Zhu Zhenfan ascended to the throne and the signs of the Southern Expedition arose. ”

"The king of Xingnan was unwilling to be conquered by foreign northerners, but he did not have enough strength to protect himself, so he decided to use some means to deal with Zhu Zhenfan... He, using his own daughter, as bait ... Two vicious and shameless men, except my stupid sister..."

Luo Xia was thoughtful, he was not stupid, and when he heard this, he naturally guessed that the so-called king of Xingnan was probably Lin Na's father.