Mawson's scientific research center was a sprawling manor surrounded by soldiers' handles, and no other princes and nobles were allowed to enter except those with permits.

And at this time on a training ground.

Tong!

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

The dust obscured the view of the surrounding spectators, and when the dust settled, in the middle of the training ground, a tall and handsome young man was pressing a rhinoceros to the ground with one hand.

The manic rhinoceros seemed to have turned into a docile lamb, its entire head sunk into the earth, its limbs seemed to be trying to exert force, but the sharp pain above its head could only make it cry miserably.

Mawson approached the rhinoceros, and as he spoke, his soul made direct contact with the rhinoceros.

"Be obedient."

Mawson patted the rhinoceros on the head, and the strong animal shook its head and staggered to its feet.

"The gods are above!"

The surrounding soldiers were wearing heavy armor and holding tower shields, but even so, everyone was trembling, eager to turn around and escape.

"How did His Royal Highness do it?"

There was a lot of talking.

"This is the power that only gods can have, right?"

Mawson rolled over and rode onto the rhinoceros's back, "Open the door, send the craftsman over, measure it, and equip it with a set of heavy armor." ”

This rhinoceros was also a gift from other kings, but it was asked for by Mawson.

In the past 10 years, Mawson's soul has not left this body, and under the nourishment of soul power, the physical quality of this body has long surpassed that of normal humans.

Now, it's a complete monster.

Mawson had carefully examined it, and there was no other anomalous energy, just pure physical power, as if he had become a whole new species.

And this species is supposed to be so strong.

"Is the so-called god a person with a relatively high soul realm?"

Mawson was a little puzzled because he had never noticed the problem before.

The Engineer suddenly comes to mind, the only guy Mawson knows of who has managed to break free from the control of the Chrono Express Company and can fight back.

And the engineer's real name is Prometheus, and he is the original god.

Does this mean that his soul is also very special.

Perhaps this is the key to his ability to spot problems and get out of control.

"It would be nice to have a chance to go back to that world and see it."

Shaking his head, there were maids around him to help Mawson clean the dirt off his body, and then changed him into a clean robe.

Naturally, he didn't like the complicated clothes of the royal family, so how comfortable he was, but his actions became unreasonable in the eyes of other nobles.

Coupled with some rumors about Mawson in the royal city, many people regard Mawson as a freak and an idiot.

"Prepare, I'm going to the palace to meet my father."

Mawson commanded.

The people around were slightly stunned, since the completion of this place, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was extremely strange in their eyes, had never left here.

Can now?

Although they had doubts in their hearts, everyone still faithfully carried out the order, and it was not long before a group of people carried Mowson into the palace.

At this time, in the palace, a fierce quarrel was going on.

The old king sat in his chair, he was originally an old man, but now he was very old, and he was a little incapable of managing the country.

Choosing an heir to the empire was a matter of urgency, and originally Seramane was the best candidate, and Nizam was very good.

But the accident more than 10 years ago not only buried the best prince of the kingdom, but also another prince seemed to have become a different person.

Indulging in some obscene tricks all day long, indifferent to national affairs.

Although they later had some children with other women, the two sons were young after all, and according to the etiquette, the throne should also be inherited by the elderly.

"Your Majesty, the empire has not set up a clear heir, and now many nobles across the country have raised doubts."

A tall, bearded man said loudly.

He was Mahmud, the general of the royal guards, and his sister was the mother of the two youngest sons of the Persian king.

As a newly rising nobleman, whether out of selfishness or position, he obviously preferred his sister's son to inherit the throne.

It wouldn't be long before he would become the dictator of the entire Persian Empire.

"There is no need to discuss this matter anymore, I naturally have my own arrangements."

The old king closed the topic indifferently.

But at this moment, some nobles stood up one after another.

Some of them are secretly close to Mahmud, and some are loyal to the old king, but the absence of an heir to an empire is a very dangerous thing in itself.

So no matter which prince is appointed as the successor, they don't care much, they care about the fact that the empire must have an heir.

While the whole hall was in a lot of noise, there was a news from outside that Prince Mawson had come to meet him.

"Mawson?"

Some people looked confused, and their memories were still stuck in the Nizam period.

"What is he doing here?"

"Aren't you hiding in the manor and playing in the mud with a bunch of jugglers?"

In Persia during this period, although the king was the center of power, there were countless nobles under his command, and these nobles held military power and often lacked respect for the king.

Not to mention a rumored crazy and stupid prince.

The old king also frowned.

He knew that his son was not an idiot, but in the same way, this son had always shown that he had no idea about the throne or power, and after a long time, he let it go.

But today......

After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and let Mawson lead him into the main hall.

Mawson walked straight up to the king, and after saluting, he said directly: "Father, if I want to inherit the throne, what should I do?" ”

As soon as Mo Sen's words fell, the entire hall could be heard, and then burst into sky-high laughter.

"Haha, His Royal Highness the Prince is really direct."

"I don't have a military background, I don't have excellent administrative skills...... "An old aristocrat shook his head.

The old king was also slightly stunned.

He sighed, did his son only want to be king now?

It's too late.

But at this moment, Mawson pulled out a map, "In 10 days, capture 4 cities." ”

"Is that enough?"

Looking at the places marked on the map, this time everyone was silent, and they all looked at Mawson with the eyes of a madman.

"So he's such an idiot."

Although Persia was powerful at this time, it was far from being able to sweep all countries and dominate the world.

On the map, there are deep contradictions between the countries marked by Mawson and Persia, and they have been fighting for more than ten years.

But at the moment, Mawson said that he would capture 4 countries in 10 days.

It's like a fool's dream.

"Agreed?"

Mawson spoke again, but this time no one squeaked, for all the nobles felt that talking to a madman was a loss of identity.