Chapter 32: The King's Death
"Finally it worked!"
The grizzled Hudson couldn't help but sigh.
After countless failures, he finally completed the transformation of the Xiongxiong brand feed pills and made a pill suitable for beasts and beasts.
Looking at the final result, Hudson, who was finished with emotion, was speechless. I thought that the profound and mysterious growth promotion pills were actually presented in the simplest way.
Any complex process is redundant. The pill itself has very little effect on promoting the growth of the demonic beast, and what can really promote the growth of the demonic beast is the energy extracted from the magic core and magic crystal by the mysterious compass.
The existence of the pill is to carry this energy, so that the energy can be released slowly after entering the body of the demonic beast, so as to save the indigestion all at once.
The results were so scarce that Hudson couldn't draw conclusions for the time being.
However, the pills after the reduced dose, used to feed pigs and sheep, have exerted remarkable effects, growing at a visible rate every day, and it is estimated that they can be slaughtered in three or four months.
If you don't consider the cost, it is definitely the most suitable feed to use this thing for breeding.
Pure natural, no additives, but also promote the evolution of pigs and sheep. If you're lucky, you might be able to achieve blood atavism.
The large tusks grown from experimental pigs are the best evidence. The meat quality is better than that of domestic pigs, and the physical fitness is no worse than that of wild boars, especially the ability to turn circles.
Stepping out of the laboratory, Hudson, who was refreshed, immediately instructed the guards: "Pass the order, and start selecting the monster cubs on the 3rd of next month."
Children of families between the ages of 13 and 30, and generals above the rank of centurion in the army are eligible to participate.
There are two rules: to be able to recognize the Monster cubs; Have enough contribution to the province.
For those who have insufficient contributions, they are allowed to owe in advance and deduct from the subsequent credits, and the specific standard rules will be announced later. ”
Recently, the female beasts have not been idle, the cubs who give birth, the eggs that lay eggs, and the number of monster cubs in the territory has increased dramatically.
In addition to the cubs who fulfilled their previous promises, the number of remaining Demon Beast cubs in the territory also exceeded thirty.
According to past experience, the smaller the Warcraft is cultivated, the easier it is to rely on its owner, and the closer it will cooperate in battle.
Just like Hudson's relationship with Bear Stearns, it is closer than with Maxim. The former followed him not long after he was born, and the limited Xiongsheng was basically by his side.
In addition to the normal contractual relationship, Hudson also worked part-time as a wet nurse and took care of the cubs.
Maxim is different, although the inheritance is lacking, but after all, he is an adult dragon in his three hundred years, and the contact with Hudson is only a blink of an eye in his dragon life.
For the Beast Legion, Hudson's choice was very simple. The Air Force uses the griffin and the dragon's descendant - the griffin dragon, and the army cavalry uses the lizard and the dragon's descendant - the earth walking dragon.
There is no other reason, the main reason is that these two types of monster cubs have the largest number of cubs, and they have the conditions to form a legion.
In fact, Hudson preferred to use the offspring of bipedal wyverns and dragons for the air force, and the offspring of the large spiny ironclad dragon for the army cavalry.
The newborn cubs behave differently, and according to the judgment of the Mage Guild, these little ones have the potential to cultivate into high-level magical beasts.
It's a pity that the number of female beasts of these two types of demonic beasts is too small, and there is still a pair of bipedal wyverns, and there is only one iron armor dragon directly. Not to mention the scarcity of female beasts, the yield cannot be counted on.
Before the cubs came out, the big forces that provided these magical beasts sent someone to discuss compensation with Hudson.
The number of female beasts is too small, and it is impossible to reach the base of the commission. According to the previous agreement, either one cub was left behind, or financial compensation was made.
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A cub who has the hope of growing into a high-level Warcraft (level seven, eight, or nine) also has a certain strategic significance for the big forces, and no one will let it out easily, so they can only give money.
There have been more than one similar incident, whenever the mother beast level reaches the intermediate level (four, five, six), the cubs born have been taken away by everyone.
As for the high-level female beasts, Hudson had never seen them at all. It is estimated that everyone also knows in their hearts, knowing that these monsters with high IQs are not easy to fool, and it is no fun to want others to be breeding beasts.
And the higher the level of the monster, the stronger its own bloodline, and it is not so easy to be assimilated by the dragon gene. Hybrids born from hybridization are often polarized.
Because of the bloodline conflict, the cubs either mutate and succeed in talent to go further; Either the mutation fails and is directly reduced to waste.
Mutation is ultimately a low-probability event, and the probability of the latter is significantly greater. Perhaps out of the instinct of reproducing offspring and inheriting the race, high-level demonic beasts all reject interracial love.
Except, of course, the slag dragon. Dragons in estrus have always only cared about their own comfort, and the problem of offspring is not considered at all.
Hudson could see that it didn't hurt that everyone left behind the cubs of low-level monsters, they were all equipped for his subordinates, and they were not his own mounts, so he couldn't set such a high standard, as long as there were enough of them.
These monster cubs have dragon blood, and if they are cultivated well, they also have hope to advance all the way.
According to the Arcanists, if the wurmmon wants to break the racial talent limit and advance to a higher level, it needs to purify the dragon's bloodline.
Of course, this is limited to theoretical research.
In real life, wurmmons living in the wild do have lucky ones who break the limits of racial talent; But artificially bred wurmmons don't lower their rank, which is considered good.
Perhaps the successful development of a blood-purifying potion can change this situation. But that's all for the future, and Hudson hasn't heard of anyone making it yet.
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In the royal capital, Crown Prince Caesar, who had been running in for a period of time, gradually became familiar with the government affairs of the DPRK and China, and finally had a bit of the temperament of a monarch.
With the king's long-term absence, the undercurrent also swept in. Not only the domestic aristocracy is restless, but even the big foreign forces are ready to move.
In a short period of time, the major forces in the Northern Continent temporarily joined together because of the plan of the Warcraft Legion, and they were not afraid of some storms from the outside world.
But this kind of alliance is time-sensitive. The dragon's estrus period cannot last, and once the mating is complete, the common interest ceases to exist.
Originally, it was said that everyone would work together to develop a drug to promote growth, but now it has become a joke.
Under the trend of selfishness, the major forces involved in research and development have their own small calculations, and even the daily exchange of results has great reservations.
As a result, the progress of joint research and development is comparable to that of a snail, but everyone's separate research and development work is progressing well. They have all improved on the original formula, and the specific effect will only be known until it is used.
"It's all a bunch of bastards!"
Crown Prince Caesar scolded fiercely.
The international strife is just that, everyone is still in the tentative stage, and the storm will not affect the Alpha Kingdom for a while.
It's not the same in China. The messages coming from all over the world all illustrate the restlessness of the nobles everywhere.
Ever since the "repayment tax" was established, the burden on the petty aristocracy has been increasing. Layer by layer, many small nobles who are already in a difficult situation are about to be unable to live.
This is the first year, and the amount of repayment tax set is not large, at most it can only be regarded as an appetizer to be put to trial.
It will be the next year, when that number expands further, that the real beginning of the crisis.
It seems that the taxes are swelling all the way, but in fact, it is a means for the big nobles to constantly test the bottom line of the small nobles, wanting to play with boiling frogs in warm water.
Knowing is knowing, but the kingdom has no way to stop it. Once the repayment tax is stopped, the kingdom's finances will simply not be able to afford the huge debts.
Now this kind of reducing a part of the debt principal every year and constantly reducing the interest expense is the real way to solve the problem.
The only problem is that the process is a bit too painful. During the debt repayment cycle, none of the minor nobles in the country had a good life.
"What do you think of the tax crisis in the southeastern provinces, and the small nobles on the verge of bankruptcy besieged the governor's palace and demanded tax relief from the kingdom?"
Crown Prince Caesar asked, holding back his anger.
It was obviously an action against the Dalton family, but when it came here, it became a collective tax resistance of small nobles, and there must be something wrong behind it.
"Your Highness, it is not appropriate for the Kingdom to intervene directly in this matter. Send a letter directly to Governor Pierce and ask him to figure it out on his own.
As long as we don't take a stand, we can stay out of it regardless of what happens next, and finally emerge as arbiters. If it's mixed in, it's hard to say.
Don't look at the big trouble in the southeastern province now, in fact, the crisis of the kingdom has never been in the southeastern province. No matter how badly the Dalton family tosses, there is also Earl Hudson who has a headache.
Until the two powers battle each other to determine the winner, there is little threat to us. Perhaps the current chaos is Earl Hudson's counterattack.
A large group of small nobles ran to the Governor's Mansion to cry and sell miserably, but it was not so easy to solve, and it was not good that Governor Pierce would have to hemorrhage this time. ”
The Prime Minister of Newfoundland, the Archduke of Newfoundland, said with certainty.
Regardless of whether the petty aristocrats were resisting taxes or protesting, this hot potato was in the hands of the Dalton family. If the problem is not handled well, it is the incompetence of Governor Pierce.
In the past, it didn't matter, you just needed to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, and the big deal was to be scolded a few times.
But the current situation is different, competitors are still watching, and these extraordinary means cannot be used at all.
If a few nobles die at this moment, Earl Pierce is in danger of being impeached and removed from power.
Once this key position is lost, the Dalton family's political advantage in the next competition will not be so obvious.
"Prime Minister, if we let it go, will it encourage ......?"
Before he had finished speaking, the palace bell rang. An ominous premonition arose in Crown Prince Caesar's heart.
"Your Highness, it's not a good thing, Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"
From the sound of sobbing, everyone guessed the result - Caesar III was going to be cold, or it was already cold.
Counting the days, although it was a few days earlier than Archbishop Talun had estimated, things were never controllable between life and death.
Without saying hello to everyone, Crown Prince Caesar had already run out of the main hall and went straight to the harem, presumably wanting to send his father on his last journey.
The ministers also followed. The troubles now are only a precursor to the storm, and the death of Caesar III is the time when the storm really comes.
Running all the way to the king's residence, listening to the cries of the palace people, the tears of the people also fell in a hurry.
There is no doubt that it must have been Caesar III who died. Otherwise, there would not be such a big scene.
Crown Prince Caesar, who was running in front, pushed open the door and looked at the corpse on the hospital bed, and burst out into a heart-rending cry, and everyone couldn't persuade him.
He was really sad this time. The closest person left like this, and in the days to come, no one could shelter him from the wind and rain.
Recalling the happy times when the two were together as a child, Crown Prince Caesar cried more and more sadly.
"All right, little Caesar. Now is not the time to be sad, since Your Majesty has passed away, you must take over his burden and shoulder the mission of the royal family! ”
Archbishop Taryn said with a sad expression.
The most prominent monarch of the Alpha Kingdom just left, and before he died, he didn't even have time to leave his last words, and died in a coma.
"Your Highness, prepare for mourning! Since Your Majesty has gone, we have to let him go. ”
As he spoke, the tears of the Archduke of Newfoundland also rolled down, without the slightest calmness on weekdays.
The ministers behind him also opened their mouths in twos and threes, constantly persuading Crown Prince Caesar, who was crying into mud.
Maybe it was enough to cry, or maybe it was everyone's persuasion that played a role, and Crown Prince Caesar, who was crying into tears, nodded slowly. It's just the words that come out of your mouth, but you can't say anything.