Chapter 1: Becoming a Host for the Tyrant's Route
[Welcome to Valoran!] My dear traveler. γ
[Fluctuating consciousness detected.] 3, 2, 1, ready...... Soul fusion begins. γ
[Process: 1%, 2%...... 100οΌ οΌγ
γDingββ! soul fusion is successful!The host is officially bound!γ
"Hello, this is the Apocalypse Monarch system, and I am your exclusive system guide, codenamed '7'. β
7 wears a black cloak, and behind him is a data panel floating in the air, with information about the host.
He wears a smile mask that looks gentle at first glance, outlined with delicate patterns, but it is so white that it looks extremely strange when he smiles when he enters the shadows.
7's calm voice came from under the smile mask, and no emotion could be heard: "Please look at it." β
The following is displayed on the data panel:
Name: Horn Moore
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 160cm
Weight: 43kg
Identity: Princess of the Sikaya Empire, the eldest daughter of the princess who died Moore VIII
Partner: None
Skill: None
Territory: None
Assets: 50 gold
Special Items: None
"Please do your best to become the worthy monarch of your dreams!"
"Now, then, please choose your ideal monarch typeβ"
[1. Renjun (Gain natural skill: Benevolence governs the country.] οΌγ
[2. Faint Jun (Obtain natural skill: Drunk Gold Fan.γ οΌγ
[3. Tyrant (Gain natural skill: Jin Ge Iron Horse.] οΌγ
[4. Yongjun (Gain natural skills: mediocre.] οΌγ
[5. Mingjun (Obtain a natural skill: hard work. οΌγ
Horn opened her eyes, and there was a pure black space around her, only black, and nothing but the black-robed man standing in front of her in front of her. Raising his head, the black robe was submerged in black space, and he was looking up at a miserable white smiling mask.
I'm alive......
Yes...... Hahaha......!
Horn could barely contain the joy in her heart, and she felt the frequency of her heart beating β a real confirmation that she was alive.
She died in a previous life in ...... Incurable cancer.
After a firefight, she fell straight down. Subordinates rushed her to a private hospital, thinking she had been shot. But the result of the doctor's diagnosis and treatment was liver cancer.
"Unfortunately, you have liver cancer, and the survival rate for advanced primary liver cancer, gallbladder cancer, and cholangiocarcinoma is only about 3 to 6 months. β
"It is recommended that you undergo surgery first, followed by radiotherapy and chemotherapy to prolong your survival. β
"We'll do our best to ......"
......
Horn has a thousand different faces to deal with people of all classes and backgrounds.
She can be iron-blooded, tender, impartial, or insidious and cunning...... But she is actually proud in her bones.
She allowed herself to die in the stray bullets in the melee, allowed herself to be poured cement into the river by the enemy, and even accepted being caught by the police for euthanasia!
...... But she absolutely couldn't stand waiting to die in a hospital bed!
- Horn refuses chemotherapy.
In the case of a large number of cells in the whole body necrosis, cancer, and the body is getting thinner and thinner. With thunderous means, Horn wiped out almost all of her opponents in just two months, eliminating one timed bomb after another for her underground kingdom
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Hepatobiliary cancer develops very quickly, and for patients who are not sensitive to chemoradiotherapy, the survival period will be shorter β not to mention that Horn has not yet received chemoradiotherapy.
So, before she had lived three months, Horn died after she hastily explained what had happened to her nephew......
Everything in the past life was like a flash of light, quickly dissipating in front of your eyes.
Today's body is young, healthy...... There is no sickness and no disability.
She finally didn't have to limit herself to those two short months.
She finally doesn't have to compete with God anymore!
She still has a lot of time β if not a lifetime...... On this continent, continue to accomplish the great work that she did not complete in her previous life!
Horn did nothing, quietly listening to the sound of his heartbeat for a long time.
As a big guy, emotional freedom must be the most basic requirement.
Therefore, after savoring the joy of being reborn, Horn finally just raised the corners of his mouth, and then quickly cleared his mind and began to try to digest the current situation......
Soon, Horn asked based on this pitiful piece of information: "What's the benefit of choosing it for item 4?"
4. Yongjun, natural skills: mediocre.
Unremarkable...... Can that still be called talent?
Horn wondered inwardly.
System guide 7 stood quietly on the side and explained: "The overall difficulty is low, neither will it last for a hundred years nor will it be stinking for thousands of years, a mediocre emperor." The good thing is that the Apocalypse Monarch system will try to help you die. β
Trying to help is not a guarantee......
If you think about it, you know that the faint king should live happily, but he will definitely die early. Renjun Mingjun will not be so easy to be.
Horn was surprised by the wordplay, and as soon as she stared into the smiling drawn eyes, she asked, "What kind of world is this?"
The times create heroes, and troubled times produce heroes.
If you don't know the situation, you can choose it directly, and there is a great possibility that you will die on the spot.
7 Motionless, the pale mask, not even the eye-eye-eyed mouth-holes, shielded the face under the mask.
He didn't react in particular to the girl's deep eyes, but replied, "It's a normal Western world, there is no magic, and there are no dragons. Your Sikaya Empire is a medium-sized country on the Valoran continent, and the western part of the Sikaya Empire is currently being invaded by other countries. β
"Your father, Moore VIII, was systematically analyzed as a mediocre king. β
"You have 2 older brothers, 2 younger sisters, and 1 younger brother, all of whom are half-siblings. Your mother, Princess Vera Williams, passed away 4 years ago. β
Horn lowered his eyes and looked at his outfit:
Dressed a bit like the "ki" that was popular in the 14th-15th centuries
"Tle" skirts, with some folds at the waistline, and no embellishments such as gold, silk, tassels, or buttons. Inside was a linen blouse and stockings that extended to the knees...... It's actually not close to the noble princess.
Thin, she tried to clench her fists...... I can't use my strength.
But it doesn't matter...... As long as this body is healthy! Horn couldn't be more satisfied!
A princess whose mother has been dead for 4 years and has no brothers and sisters is still alive is already good!
"7, please tell me the types of kings of the Sikaya Empire. β
7 As if pondering, he quickly said: "The founding emperor of the Moorish dynasty was systematically rated as a 'Ming Jun'...... The sixth emperor was the 'faint monarch', and the seventh was the 'Yongjun'. β
In troubled times, it is not possible to fight all the time, and the country and the people cannot afford it. Forced to rebel directly.
Keep shrinking, and sooner or later others will swallow you up.
Therefore, the best case scenario for a country to stand firm is a rotation between a militant and belligerent monarch and a mild-hearted monarch.
Problems such as the population and economic downturn caused by the war launched by the previous monarch. Later, a mild-mannered monarch was needed to recuperate and restore the vitality of the country and its people.
Six, seven, eight...... After recuperating for three dynasties, the country has not yet died, and the economic and agricultural army should also be raised......
Her ideal ...... It's not about being an ordinary monarch.
Mingjun is definitely not what Horn wants!
Horn quickly calculated, the crazy factors in his heart were colliding and jumping......
After a long time, she suddenly showed a smile that was not very gentleβa hint of terror spread on her lips: "7, I choose 3." β
3. Tyrant, natural skill: Jin Ge Iron Horse.
"Heh......" is kind of interesting.
An indecipherable smile came from under the white smile mask.
7A low voice came from below: "Now, then, please do everything in your power to dispose of all your opponents, remove all obstacles on your path to your coronation, and start the era of a generation of tyrants!"
γDingββ! Chosen Successful!The Tyrant Route is opened. Gain a passive skill: Jin Ge Iron Horse. Please check the changes in the host panel in time. γ
[Map system open!Mall system open!Quest system open!]
γDingββ! please accept the main quest: Reach the Imperial Capital alive - Wangcheng!]
"Accepted. β
As soon as the voice fell, the host data panel appeared:
Name: Horn Moore
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 160cm
Weight: 43kg
Identity: Princess of the Royal Family of the Sikaya Empire, eldest daughter of the deceased Princess of Moore VIII, host of the Tyrant Route of the Apocalypse Monarchy System
Partner: None
Skill: Talent "Jin Ge Iron Horse"
Territory: None
Assets: 50 Coins, 100 Apocalypse Coins
Special Item: Binding Item "Tyrant's Heart"
Tyrant Value: 10
There are a few more items of data on the panel, which are the result of selecting the monarch type.
"Apocalypse Coins are the currency used to spend in the Marketplace system, which can be obtained by completing quests. β
"The bound item 'Tyrant's Heart' cannot be traded, and the level of the heart can be increased by increasing the Tyrant's value. When the Tyrant value is negative, the heart is automatically destroyed...... Death of the host. β
"Please try to increase the Tyrant's value by doing things that match the 'Tyrant' setting!"
"Do you want to open the map?"
"Nope. Open the Marketplace first. β
γDingββ! Junior Mall Opens!γ
Silver Longsword: 300
Herbs for hemostasis: 40
MI medicine: 50
Gorgeous long dress: 80
Barbed Dagger: 60
......
Horn browsed them one by one, they were all elementary things, and the highest price did not exceed 1,000 Apocalypse Coins.
She thought about it and didn't buy any of them.
If she is injured at the moment, then she will have to buy herbs, and if she is in a melee, then she will need to buy weapons.
Buying randomly has spent all the money, and the things are not used yet, at this initial stage...... It's going to be incredibly tough.
We'll have to figure out what's going on outside.
"Alright, let's get out first. β
Before the words fell, the space fluctuated and twisted extremely quickly, and the bodies of the two were rapidly submerged in darkness.
When he opened his eyes again, Horn was in a bumpy old carriage.
The coachman coughed desperately in front, and every now and then threw two whips at the horse. In the chaos of various voices, Horn could barely make out a few horses in front of and behind, presumably guards or something.
It was already dark, and Horn guessed that the small convoy would soon stop at the small village ahead.
She lifted the curtain slightly and looked out through the window.
They were walking on a country road, it should have just rained, the smell of mud was blowing in their faces, the road was muddy, there was no farmland around, only a few houses scattered a few hundred meters ahead, which were counted as villages for the time being.
When she reached the village, the coachman set up a footstool for her and helped her out of the carriage, and the maid immediately followed Horn.
They entered the most solid-looking of the houses, which turned out to be a tavern. Horn rested in the inner room, and the maids in the outer room.
The boss was a middle-aged man with a beard, and he spoke to the maid in a thick accent: "Oh, my dear lord, there is really no hot water! You see, it has just rained, and the firewood is wet, where can I go to make a fire and boil water for you?"
"Then get some food!"
The boss came out with some dry bread and said, "1 silver coin!"
The maid Nolan glared at him, took out a silver coin, took the plate, turned around and entered the room, and said softly to Horn: "Your Highness, the firewood is wet and there is no hot water for bathing, you can eat first." β
Horn glanced at the plate of dried bread, and did not dislike it, took a piece and stuffed it into the maid's mouth, and said, "You have taken care of me along the way." β
The maid Nolan was immediately flattered.
She hurriedly expressed her gratitude, her mouth was stuffed with a mouthful, and she slurred: "Woo...... Your Highness...... That's what I should!"
Horn waited patiently for a moment...... Nolan was still alive after eating.
Well...... Not poisonous.
Seeing that she didn't react to anything special, Horn sent the man away, picked up the dry bread, and began to nibble on it silently.
7 quietly appeared in the house and calmly reminded her: "There is food in the mall system." β
Horn didn't react much to the sudden appearance of 7, she munched on the shriveled and hard bread with a blank face, and said, "Thanks for the reminder." β
She only had a total of 100 Apocalypse Coins, and she had to spend 10 Coin on a meal, and during this time, she had to have at least one thing to defend herself in.
Herbs are not used for the time being......
"7, I'm going to buy a barbed dagger. β
7 Without any questioning, the instructions are conveyed to the system, and the specific jingle of the system sounds:
γDingββ! transaction successful!Apocalypse Coin -60, balance: 40. Obtain the item "Barbed Dagger". γ
A delicate dagger immediately appeared in 7's hand, and 7 handed the dagger to Horn, who took it, glanced at the handle of the dagger with interest, and then drew the dagger.
The barbed dagger, sure enough, has a barb, although it is small, but it also has a blood groove, and Horn can already imagine that kind of picture:
A handful is plunged into the flesh, and the blood is released along the blood trough, and as soon as the hand is drawn, the barb carries the flesh with it.
But with the current strength of this body, Horn didn't dare to pack a ticket, and she could draw the dagger.
The dagger has also been specially treated, and it is not reflective in the dark, and Horn touched it along the side blade with his fingers, even if it was placed in the previous life, it was a good dagger.
Horn was curious, she hid the dagger close to her body, placed a piece of bread in front of Seven's smiling mask, and said, "Seven...... Are you an artificial intelligence, or," she paused, "-human?"
Indifferent to the bread in front of him, 7 repeated the initial words, "I am your exclusive system guide, codenamed '7'. β
"O'...... I know. β
Between the words, Horn shot as fast as a dragon, and wanted to grab 7's hand, but he didn't expect 7's speed to be faster, and he dodged to the side lightly.
Is she getting weaker, or is this body too weak?" Horn thought with some disappointment.
"The mediocre route system will help me to die, then I chose the tyrant, 7 what help will you give me?"
Horn asked, as if the presumptuous person just now was not her, and took a bite of dry bread that 7 was not interested in.
7 And when nothing happened, there was still a question to be answered: "A tyrant is his peculiar arbitrariness, fierce and cruel." The Tyrant RouteAll I can give you is 'freedom'. β
"From the first main quest, the system will not give you any more active tasks, nor will it set mandatory routes and behaviors. You need to decide how things will develop, and drive the system to issue relevant tasks and rewards to you according to the event rating. All directions and paths are up to you. β
"For example, one day you are confused and overwhelmed, and the system will not give you a task to prompt you to do next. A tyrant who has no mind of his own - it is better to call it a mediocre king. β