Chapter Eighty-Three: Your Majesty, There Is Still Hope!
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In the bedroom, the door is locked.
Levi buried his head in the blanket and closed his eyes, not wanting to hear anything, not wanting to see anything.
I just want to be quiet and taste the taste of despair alone.
Three days passed.
Signal reply ...... Didn't come.
Steward Bowen guessed correctly, the Death Fleet is very likely to have defected.
Even if Levi does not accept or believe that the fleet has defected, a simple fact can be determined: the Death Fleet, no longer near the asteroid belt, abandoned him, the emperor, and drove to an unknown place.
The wish to recall the Death Fleet was at least half shattered, if not all of it.
What awaits Levi is the fate of continuing to civilize the planet in this place, and be lonely and lonely.
And I don't know when it's a head!
Apathy.
Pessimistic and hopeless.
That's how Levi is feeling at the moment.
He was abandoned by his trusted generals, abandoned by his empire, and the emperor who had once looked down on the domineering and invincible emperor was now just a lonely and miserable abandoned wretch.
His pride, perverseness, and domineering seem to have lost his support in an instant, and even a slightly powerful native of this planet can easily puncture his weak nature, and even take him seriously.
Now he is the only one who can protect him.
Under such conditions, how should he survive and develop to avoid being overturned.
These are these questions, Levi has never thought about before, and he doesn't even think about them at all, he thinks it's impossible.
But now.
Suddenly realizing that he had to face these problems, Levi, who had never been mentally prepared in this regard, suddenly collapsed in his mentality, and the huge gap was unbearable.
I lay down for six or seven hours.
My brain is very tired, and I want to forget my worries and get a good night's sleep, but I can't sleep at all.
Dinner was not eaten, there was not the slightest appetite.
Knock knock~
Knock knock!
The butler Bowen knocked on the door vigorously, "Your Majesty, open the door, the minister has something to say." ”
"Your Majesty, please open the door, we are not yet at the point of despair, why bother?"
"Your Majesty, the minister is the most erudite scholar among the Rennites, and the minister has a way to assist Your Majesty to get out of the predicament, Your Majesty, please open the door and listen to what the minister has to say."
Click~
Despite Bowen's pleading, Levi opened the door and let him into the bedroom.
Then he locked the door again, wanting to hear what else Bowen could do in such a predicament?
"Your Majesty, although the situation is not optimistic, there is no need to be so desperate,"
The butler Bowen organized the language and said slowly:
"First of all, even if you don't receive a reply signal, it doesn't necessarily mean that the probability that the Death Fleet has left this star system and the fleet has not left is still about 1 in 10,000."
"Unless a year has passed, and there has been no reply, then it will be almost certain that the fleet has left this star system."
"Secondly, even if a bad situation happens, even if the Death Fleet betrays Your Majesty, it does not mean that all the officers and soldiers on the warship have betrayed Your Majesty, nor does it mean that the eight fleets of the Dark Empire have all betrayed Your Majesty."
"As long as Your Majesty has not taken care of the affairs of the empire for a long time and has not returned to the empire for a long time, there will always be people who will find the problem and then organize a search and rescue...... Your Majesty, you don't have to lose your entire empire! ”
Hearing this, Levi nodded.
Bowen is right, although after he ascended the throne, he didn't take care of the internal affairs of the empire very much, and most of his energy was focused on foreign wars, but in the dark empire, there are definitely a group of loyal ministers and good generals who support and are loyal to him...... After all, if it weren't for these people, he wouldn't have been able to ascend the throne in the first place.
"Finally! Prepare for the worst,"
Bowen said: "Suppose the Death Fleet, the Imperial side has forgotten Your Majesty, set up a new emperor, and both rebelled...... fell into the worst situation, but the minister and His Majesty did not lose all hope, and from then on they could only fall and despair. ”
"Because Your Majesty, there are also ministers, and the most learned people of the Rennit clan!"
In fact, among the Rennits, Bowen was not the most knowledgeable, he was just the best of them.
But in order to give His Majesty a little confidence, in order to reinvigorate His Majesty, a little exaggeration is necessary.
"What you mean is that the two of us on this planet, starting from scratch, using the knowledge stored in your brain, with the help of the abilities of the local natives, to develop technology, build a fleet, and re-set foot in the starry sky of the universe."
Levi understood what the butler Bowen meant, but immediately shook his head vigorously: "No, the natives here can't do it, even if you have the technical information you provide, with the ability of those natives, give them 10,000 years, they can't catch up with the Dark Empire." ”
It's not that Levi is discriminating against the natives of this planet, but through a circle of observation, he found that there are too many ignorant fools, all kinds of pseudoscience are prevalent, and there are all kinds of strange beliefs, the proportion of smart people is less than 1 in 10,000, and the probability of developing to a higher civilization is almost zero.
"Your Majesty, the minister just now referred to the worst-case scenario, but it may not be the case."
Butler Bowen said: "Moreover, Your Majesty may have seen the local natives a little clearly, and the minister has learned about the overall development history of the natives of this planet, and found that in just one hundred and fifty years, they have achieved three technological explosions, carried out four industrial revolutions, and initially marched towards the universe, approaching the threshold of the second-level civilization." ”
"This kind of development speed, even in the early days of the Dark Empire, was not so fast, so the development potential of the local natives should not be underestimated."
"Your Majesty, the technical information stored in the minister's brain is enough to lead this indigenous civilization to develop to the level of a fourth-level civilization within 300 years."
"Your Majesty, you are an 'immortal body' and will live for three hundred years. As long as your Majesty is willing to take heart and be a little patient, it will only take a few hundred years to have a new 'Death Fleet' and build a new empire." ”
Bowen carefully analyzed for Levi.
Levi also understood what he meant, and knew that there might be three different paths in front of him:
One, optimistic scenario, the fleet of death did not go and will soon return...... But the probability is 1 in 10,000.
Two, bad situation, the death fleet has defected, there is no mutiny on the Empire's side, maybe in a few years to decades, the Empire will send someone to find it.
Three, in the worst-case scenario, the Death Fleet and the Empire both defected, and it would probably take about three hundred years to stay away from this Blue Mercury.
These three paths, the first and second, are probabilistic problems, and they are completely out of Levi's control.
Only the third way, whether to go or not, the decision is in the hands of Levi
The housekeeper Bowen said: "Your Majesty, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, no matter what, we have to prepare for the worst, and we are not short of time, what we lack is just Your Majesty's determination." ”
"Okay!"
Levi slammed the bed board with his fist, gritted his teeth and said, "No one can count on it, you can only rely on yourself!" Wait, one day, I will bring an absolutely loyal fleet and impose the most severe sanctions on those vile rebels! ”