It is an isolated island in the ocean, a place of imprisonment in history, and now recognized as a pearl of the sea.

The City of Light was his earliest name, but with the settlement of more and more nationalities and people, and the establishment of artificial islands on the edges, he is now called the Mingxi Islands.

This is not a transliteration, it is the words and names of the Eastern Kingdom, and the world has been deeply influenced by the Eastern culture.

Although there are probably 17 languages in circulation, the first official language is always Dongguo.

"It's a really beautiful city......

Lu Ping'an set foot on a peripheral artificial island, where his ship will be replenished and repaired, and where most of the crew will spend this period.

The main island of the Mingxi Islands has long been overcrowded, and during the ceremony, entry also needs to be reviewed and checked, and Lu Ping'an is ready to go in two days.

“...... Isn't this really some vacation beach? ”

The large hotel is not far behind, with a sandy beach in front of you, bikini beauties frolicking in the sea, and young waiters serving the crowd.

Children chasing on the beach, young people playing volleyball, and elderly people napping under parasols all have their own ways to play, but the same thing is their smiles.

Not far away, there are vendors who are barbecuing, and on the host next door, noisy lights and sounds, it seems that some kind of music festival is being held.

This scene made Lu Ping'an feel like he had returned to his hometown resort.

"This was originally a resort for many wealthy merchants and lords......"

On the beach on the side, Lu Lu, who was also dressed in a cool manner, said angrily while applying sunscreen to himself.

She appeared here, and there were a lot of problems..... As a generalissimo, as a candidate for the status of supreme military commander, being able to receive foreign guests at this critical point in time undoubtedly says everything.

"Tsk, I can play."

Lu Ping'an took the watermelon juice from the waiter, took a sip of it, and then lay back into the chaise longue under the parasol.

He felt like the deathmatch he had been in a dream...... This front-line stumbling back vacation, too real, makes him feel really subtle.

More subtlely, most of the consumers here are local residents such as long-handed people and fish-people, and of course, judging from their dress, they are basically not ordinary people.

“..... Sorry, private area. ”

From time to time, someone really tried to talk, but they were stopped by the waiter.

Humans like Lu have become a very small minority here...... The Dongguo people who can vacation here so leisurely have naturally become the objects of friendship between local wealthy businessmen, officials, and military leaders.

"How's the island?"

"You think I'll know?"

It is not a good habit to answer questions with rhetorical questions, but Lu Ping'an also determined from this tone that Lu Lu's situation is indeed not good, and she should have been squeezed out of the inner circle.

He smiled and didn't say anything...... If Lulu didn't chase control of the military's top brass, she would be fine, but apparently, she didn't want to sit idle.

"Then, those people from the Lin Nu Church seem to have gone to the main island......

"I know this, I should say, everyone will not forget, they are a little ......."

When answering this, Lu Lu's face was full of helplessness.

She was in an embarrassing position of semi-exclusion, but she was actively told the "excesses" of the Dongguo people, which is naturally justified.

"Arrogant?"

"Yes, although the etiquette is very thorough, but the conditions are ...... Teacher, do you have a way to convince you? ”

Obviously, what she said should be "dual nationality" and "100 years of tax exemption".

"Five quasi-gods, seventeen eighth-order joint requests, are you sure that I have a way to stop a seventh-order?"

Lu Ping'an smiled, happily seeing that Lu Lu really showed a depressed expression...... Lu someone didn't have anything to say, he himself was also a member of the joint name, and the name included in the list was still in the eighth order.

"Teacher!!" Lu Lu was a little anxious, and there was some pleading in her voice.

"Daddy can't do it."

"Daddy!!"

“..... Shrewd. ”

Another round of tug-of-war started again, no matter what Lu Lu asked, Lu Ping'an would not agree to help intercede.

At this time, personal likes and dislikes don't really matter...... When the group is fighting for the interests of everyone, if you don't advance and retreat together, you are probably cutting yourself off from your interest group.

It's a bit like an industry strike organized by a trade union in some countries, even if you don't have a problem with the existing position or treatment, you can't jump out and stop the strike.... Unless you're planning to change industries, or you're ready to enjoy the total exclusion and malice.

And Lulu couldn't just give up..... She posted it and shook it hard, trying to shake Lu Ping'an's will.

Others may not know, but Lu Lu knows that his "mentor" is probably one of the very few bigwig-level beings who really have "sympathy" for the world.

"By the way, how is the matter of the Patronus Spirit?" In the end, Lu Ping'an found an opportunity and bluntly changed the topic.

“...... It's impossible to negotiate, there are too many gods now, and it's impossible to make a quasi-god ..... Uncle Guan only has a seventh-order now, and this matter can't even be put on the table. ”

"Yes."

Lu Ping'an hopes that there will be more "rules" in Guan Xinxian's priesthood.

And now the most suitable to become an "anchor" is the identity of the patron saint of the new country or the long-hand clan.

Since Guan Xinxian is bound to this world in the short and medium term, Lu Ping'an naturally wants to fight for the best treatment.

But now, under the competing interests of all parties, many gods have become interested in the new country, and under their joint competition, people like Kwan Xinxian can't even get on the table.

"Probably, only to become a god first..... At least show miracles to have a chance to compete. ”

The patron saint of the new country is what Lu Ping'an wants to fight for the most, and if it is the patron saint of a certain clan, it is quite difficult for Guan Xinxian, who was born in the east to fight for it.

"God of Fishmen, probably try ....."

His "theologians" gave a very surprising option, but it was proven that the success rate was quite high.

The local fish-man group is actually basically a defector from the Octopus..... Their greatest fear is their own family, and they will become slaves of Octopus again.

And the factors in their bloodline also need to constantly resist the call of the "master..... If there is a god who can help them in this regard, resist the temptation of the eight claws, they will naturally be able to gain their faith.

"And if it's a disgusting eight claws, Senior Brother Guan shouldn't refuse....."

Of course, if there is a choice, the patron saint of the long-hand clan and the god of the state religion of the new country are obviously much better than the god of betrayal of the fishmen.

Lu Ping'an did not go to the island, but in fact, in his own way, he was communicating, understanding, and interfering in this country...... He tries to stay away from the whirlpool, at least not too close to the table before placing his bets.

But he tried to stay out of trouble, and trouble found him first.