Chapter 152: The Great Purge of Betelgeuse (Subscription Requested)
The light cluster has expanded a lot more than before.
Like the stars.
Qin Zheng's will wandered in it, shuttling through this sea of stars.
Every human who recites his name and learns of the existence of his divine emperor becomes a part of the Light.
With the help of the light group, Qin Zheng was able to possess them.
Listen to their secrets.
Read their emotions and memories.
To Qin Zheng, those people had no secrets.
It's like an unobstructed book, able to spy on everything about them at will.
It was this ability that made Qin Zheng play with the two camps between applause.
It is also with this ability that Qin Zheng can control the entire empire with ease.
Because the two camps have no secrets to him.
No matter what they wanted to do, Qin Zheng could know it as soon as possible.
And choose the ending that is most beneficial to you, and secretly promote the development of things.
After sitting on the throne, the light group cooperates with the throne, and it becomes even more BUGGY.
He was able to listen to the voices of tens of billions of people at the same time.
Know what they think, what they want, and what changes in their hearts.
At the necessary moment, Qin Zheng can even slightly dial their minds and make them have the emotions they want, so as to change the other party's decision-making and guide everything to develop in the direction they want
The point of light enlarged in Qin Zheng's eyes.
They are connected to each other.
Each point of light will extend into a thin whisker of light towards a nearby point of light, connecting to each other.
They form an intricate network.
Layered on top of each other, it's like a big net that is everywhere.
In human society.
No individual is completely independent.
The light group can clearly show all of a person's relationships and social interactions.
In Qin Zheng's eyes, the Galactic Empire had no secrets to speak of.
Even if those people buried it deep in their hearts, he could easily snoop on it.
Qin Zheng is like a mastermind behind the scenes, controlling the entire Galactic Empire.
Firmly sinks his tentacles into the hearts of every human being, and controls them.
His gaze was fixed on every human who prayed to him and chanted his name.
Like a virtuoso musician, he directs all mankind to play the chapter he wants.
The First Expeditionary Force is now on the side of the Iron Will.
The Second Expeditionary Force was still advancing its campaign to destroy the Sith Empire.
It was also time for the Third Expeditionary Force to set off.
The Third Legion, composed of those wanderers in the wilderness, has been formed under the leadership of Zhang Han.
The current number of warriors has met the needs of the expedition.
It's time to activate another lighthouse.
Of course, before that, Qin Zheng also needs to do a good job in various fields.
After all, the Galactic Empire pursues all-round improvement.
War, economy, law and order and other fields should be improved simultaneously.
It is useless to conquer alone.
Steady and steady is the right way.
Qin Zheng immediately looked at Dante.
As the head of the Demon Hunting Court, Dante has already set out from the Regulus 14 system.
Travel to Betelgeuse to maintain local law and order and establish a branch of the Demon Hunting Court.
Even if the subspace rift is closed, the real world and subspace are closely integrated.
Such a world will inevitably provide a missionary soil for those evil gods or certain subspace existences.
The Demon Hunter Court and the Psionic Affairs Bureau will definitely be settled.
Oversee local psionics and the supernatural.
Prevent them from flooding again, causing a serious transcendent crisis.
The work of the Psionic Affairs Bureau has been carried out relatively smoothly.
It's more difficult on the Demon Hunter's side.
The members of this group are all soulless.
The number of soulless is much smaller than that of psionics.
After completing the demon hunting training, there are even fewer elites who can be admitted.
As a result, the number of people in the Demon Hunting Court is not large.
A lot of the work is understaffed.
On this trip, Dante not only has to solve the problem of the proliferation of various local organizations, but also to establish a local demon hunting academy.
Used to absorb soulless people in Betelgeuse.
Nurture them to become usable talents.
Having a Soulless Physique is just a basic requirement for becoming a Demon Hunter.
If you are not strong enough, joining the Demon Hunting Court is pure death.
Dante didn't know anything about Qin Zhengzheng peeping at him.
He was standing in front of the holographic console on the bridge, reading through the information.
After looking at the rolling data for a while, he felt a little tired.
He set his sights on the baffle that blocked the observation window of the bridge.
No one dares to look directly at the subspace.
Every time a subspace voyage, the ship lowers the baffle.
Avoid idiots looking directly into subspace and causing madness and mutation.
No one can describe subspace exactly.
Everyone's seeing things is different.
Some say that you will see countless snake-like tentacles entwined together.
Others say that they will see the remains of those glorious civilizations and wandering ghosts and screaming creepy creatures.
Some people say that they can see the temple of the gods and the never-ending conquest.
Dante also fantasizes about what he would see if he opened the baffle!!
Demon?
God?
Or is it endless darkness?
Or are they dreams that are crazy and chaotic and can't be interpreted with common sense?
Soulless are not affected by psionic powers.
They can easily see through all the illusions and see the true essence.
Dante was full of curiosity, and there was always a voice in his head that encouraged him to do something like that.
It was a feeling that went deep into the marrow, as if it was only by having the courage to accept one's own nature and look deeper, one could understand the ultimate mystery of creation.
You can introduce infinite power into yourself and obtain the immortal eternity.
Subspace seduces every living being.
Dante's sanity restrained his curiosity.
He knew very well that it was an evil path with a curse.
A person who looks directly at the subspace will not end well.
Even if he is a soulless being, it will not help, and he will suffer a great test.
A basin of water can break a fire.
But it can't extinguish the scorching lava.
Soulless people have a certain amount of restraint in the face of subspace creatures, but this restraint is not omnipotent.
If the other party is strong enough, he will also be devoured.
Footsteps were heard.
Dante subconsciously turned his head to look.
A thin man with a strip of cloth tied around his forehead, accompanied by two retinues, was walking towards him.
As he approached Dante, the man's body trembled slightly.
Even if he is wearing demon hunting armor, Dante will make others subconsciously fear and fear.
The man was none other than Sloe, the navigator of the Demon Bound on the ship Dante was on.
The strip of cloth on his forehead was meant to cover his third eye.
The third eye is the eye of the sky, the eye of subspace.
If an ordinary person makes eye contact with this eye, he is likely to put himself in danger.
The third eye is the key to the navigator's ability to gaze into subspace.
They can read the flow of subspace, the ebb and flow of the soul sea, the fluctuations of the etheric current, and so on.
The navigator is an important determinant of the faster-than-light transition.
It can greatly reduce the workload of the operation matrix, find the safest shipping lane, and ensure that the subspace fleet can reach its destination safely.
Slow was originally in the service of the Sith Empire.
The Sith Lord was defeated, and the Sith fleet fled in disarray.
He was also abandoned and became a captive of the Galactic Empire.
Trade your skills for yourself a chance to live.
The empire is training its own navigators.
Multiple navigation academies have been established throughout the Regulus system to provide environmental and technical support to those who are gifted.
But so far, there are still surrendered Sith Empire navigators serving the Galactic Empire.
Native navigators, at least another five years.
in order to establish a relatively healthy navigator training system that is sufficient to meet the needs of the empire.
Sloe's face is tattooed with the Empire's flame insignia.
The robe also features prayers written in his honor by the Anglican priest.
The belief in the Holy Emperor is penetrating into every aspect.
Slow used this as a way to show his loyalty.
As a former captive of the Sith Empire, those people in the Galactic Empire are always subconsciously wary of him.
Sloe's day-to-day job is to guide the Demonbinder.
Prevent ships from being swept into the depths of the Sea of Souls by the Aetheric Current.
"Your Excellency." Slow said respectfully.
Dante looked at him. "You look a little tired."
"The Eye of Subspace is too much of a burden for us."
"So we always look thin and sick," Slow explained. β
"Thank you for your hard work."
"This is my business, everything is my emperor." Slow said reverently.
"For my emperor." Dante made an imperial fist salute, "Mr. Slow is here, is there something to report?" β
"It's to report on the voyage."
"Have you arrived?"
"It is estimated that in ten minutes, we will be able to leave subspace and reach the outer reaches of Betelgeuse."
"Ten minutes." Dante frowned slightly, "The speed is not bad." β
"There are ocean currents that are holding us back, otherwise we could have been faster."
"That's fast enough, we're crossing the stars. Who would have thought that an hour or two would allow us to cross such a long distance to reach another world. Dante said, "Go down first, Sloe, it's been a hard time for you." β
Slow nodded.
He shuddered and turned, and left, supported by two of his attendants.
Being close to a soulless person was undoubtedly a tribulation for someone like him with psionic gifts.
Especially a powerful soulless person like Dante.
Ordinary people will have weak legs, vomiting and diarrhea, dizziness and headache when they get close.
If you don't have the protection of the Demon Hunter Armor, you might even have a mental breakdown.
Witnessing Slow's departure, Dante set his gaze on the holographic projection in front of him.
The projection above shows the Betelgeuse system and information about it.
Betelgeuse was conquered by the First Expeditionary Force.
It was the first lost area to be recovered.
Before leaving, the Holy Emperor had already completed the groundwork on the ground.
After the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce and many human civilizations joined the Galactic Empire, the commerce of the Galactic Empire began to take off, allowing it to usher in great development.
The merchants were like flies that smelled carrion, swarming in.
An unexplored galaxy is a proper gold mine.
To put it mildly, you can make a lot of money just by reselling local flora and fauna.
Because the environment and the evolution of life on each planet are completely different, the animals on each planet are different.
Building zoos on different planets and exhibiting animals from other planets is really a surefire business.
Who doesn't love something rare.
After all, not everyone has the courage to go on interstellar voyages and adventures.
Most human activities are narrow.
I will only spend my precious time within the scope of my own familiar field.
In addition to animal scalping, Betelgeuse has some pretty nice stuff.
The planet CS03 has been soaked by the Aetheric currents gushing out of the subspace rift for a long time.
The dual effects of the laws of reality and the illusory power of subspace have caused the local minerals to change.
A mineral called T41 Mystic Crystal has appeared.
The purity of this mineral reaches 99.999 percent, which purifies the light that passes through the crystal.
It can be used as a raw material for laser converters to increase the power of energy weapons.
It can also be used on starships to increase the power of naval guns and laser arrays.
More importantly, the crystal can also be used as a psionic material.
It is foreseeable that in the future, the T41 Secret Crystal will become the wealth code of the Betelgeuse system.
The guy who owns the mining rights and the mine will become a rich man.
Rare minerals, as well as animals with a little magic, have made Betelgeuse a place that countless people dream of finding gold.
The Demon Bound spaceship made a hole in the outer region of the galaxy, and entered the real universe under the shroud of subspace magic light.
The ship's detection array automatically detects nearby conditions.
After being transformed and filtered, it is presented on the projection.
A large number of ships appear in the projection interface.
Looking out of the observation window with the raised armor baffle, you can also see many ships dragging tail flames.
The large ones are several kilometers long and carry a large amount of goods.
The small ones are a few hundred meters long and carry travelers eager for adventure and fortune.
The rising Galactic Empire is like a big gold mine, and everyone wants to win their own future and reputation in this magnificent era.
They aspire to be legends of their time.
Those people knew very well that they could not become beings of this level like the Divine Emperor.
Become the light of humanity that pierces the eternal night.
But those people have their own lives and futures.
They will work hard to create their own legend in their own world and field.
Longing to leave their name on those planets.
Dante's ship soon sailed into the dockyard harbor.
Planet CS03 is the main planet of Betelgeuse and is currently a habitable place for humans.
There are only a handful of adventurers on other planets.
They search for ancient relics left behind by the Alliance of Minerals and Humans.
As long as you can find a vein rich in minerals or find a few relics, you may be able to reborn and become a rich man.
Every once in a while, there is news that adventurers find ancient ruins and treasures and then get rich overnight.
Thrilling thrills, out-of-the-box harvests, and possible get-riches spurred the Empire's treasure hunters.
Of course, Dante didn't come for them.
For many, Dante's position is already the end of their life's struggle.
He is the head of the Demon Hunting Court, and the rest of the Empire will call him the Lord of the Demon Hunters.
When he feels the need, he can directly bypass the Imperial Council, mobilize the Imperial fleet, and carry out an extermination strike on a planet or galaxy.
The status and power are no less than those of the highest members of the Imperial Diet.
Dante's only interest is to form a demon hunting academy and suppress the strange creatures or subspace demons everywhere.
With the hissing of the high-pressure device, the hatch slowly opened.
When Dante and his servant came out, a long gangway had been erected.
At the bottom of the gangway, Miria, the supreme ruler of Betelgeuse and the first planetary governor of the Galactic Empire, is waiting for Dante with the support of several ministers.
After several years of pampering, Miria now has a hint of the majesty of a superior.
It's no longer the female mercenary who licked the blood from the knife edge at the beginning.
"Mistress Dante." Miria saluted Dante and clenched her right hand into a fist and placed it on her heart, "Welcome to Betelgeuse." β
"Governor Miria." Dante also made a fist salute, "Excuse me." β
Miria is the governor of the planet appointed by the Holy Emperor.
It has jurisdiction over the entire Betelgeuse system.
If Dante wants to build a demon hunting academy here, he has to communicate with the other party and seek support.
"It's all for the Holy Emperor, what's not to bother." Miria smiled, "If Mr. Dante needs something, just ask, as long as she can help, Miria will do her best." β
"Let's go to the surface first." Dante said: "I have heard that the cult activities of Betelgeuse have always been very rampant, and there may be a crackdown in the near future, and I hope to get some intelligence support." β
"That's not a problem, and we're here to help. The problem is that those organizations have the support of the subspace behind them, and some of them are even simply connected through the subspace, and it is very difficult to solve them. The Planetary Guard has carried out several sweep strikes, but each time they have failed because someone leaked information. β
There was also a hint of helplessness in Miria's tone.
It's really hard to govern a planet.
Cults, gangsters, etc. infiltrated and entered various fields with the development of the planet.
Even the Guards have their undercover agents and spies.
Every anti-gang and evil activity was known in advance by them and hidden.
When the storm passes, it starts again.
The main thing is a guerrilla.
"It's really noteworthy." Dante, who had personally experienced the sweep of the Regulus Fourteen system, understood this.
In the capital area of the Galactic Empire, it takes so much energy and time to pull out those tumors one by one.
In Betelgeuse, Miria's pressure and resistance are bound to be greater.
The status of the Planet Governor is very high, but she also has to take into account the influence of trade and the will of the people.
Once the local illegal activities are linked to the businessmen who come and go.
If you want to adduce evidence and judge, it is a very complicated matter.
Opening doors and windows can bring in fresh air, but it can also attract mosquitoes, rats, ants and dust.
The two talked, and Miria took Dante on a shuttle to the surface.
All planets in Betelgeuse do not have an airport.
With their current finances, they cannot afford the construction and maintenance of the airport.
Both rely on shuttles and transport planes to complete the transportation of people and goods on the surface and in space.
The shuttle crosses the farmland and lakes on the planet's surface to the capital city.
The development of CS03 is quite good.
In many places, modern towns have been established.
All kinds of scientific and technological creations have entered people's lives.
Let those people experience the transformation of the times that is almost separated.
In the past, they were playing magic.
And now, they're flying in hovercars.
For many people, the world is changing so fast that their previous lives feel unreal.
Let them think that there were many dynasties, and the era of magic was not a mistake in their memory to lead to such a thing.
With Dante's arrival, the capital city of Planet CS03 also stirred up small ripples.
The construction of the capital city is proceeding very well.
Over the years, the capital city has become a magnificent megacity.
The brilliant lights make it a city that never sleeps.
Spurred on by prosperity, wealth and outsiders, the capital city is constantly experiencing violence on a daily basis.
Gangs thrive here, growing like parasites with the times.
When night falls, light pollution fills the streets.
Those who serve the Galactic Empire, as well as employees of Interstellar Corporation, or treasure hunters will flock to bars and clubs in search of their own nightlife.
Afterlife nightclubs.
This is a large-scale nightclub that operates Mewtwo, virtual reality, and sex puppets.
It was invested and built by a family from the Black Rock Star District.
Today, it's the most luxurious nightclub on the planet.
It is really a veritable gold cave.
Walking in, you can hear the deafening music and all kinds of sexy and hot beauties swimming in the crowd, and the hot performances on stage can make countless men blush.
Here, as long as you can give a price.
Guests can find anything they want here.
Jiang Tian hung up the communication terminal, exhaled deeply, and his face was a little solemn.
As the leader of one of the city's largest and most terrifying gangs, the Death Cool, few things could make him look so solemn.
"Boss, what's wrong?" The black fat man next to him, Goldfang, asked.
Jiang Tian shook his head.
"It's not a big deal, it's just a nail planted in the planetary government to give me news, during this time, there are big people from the Galactic Empire coming, and the planetary governor has personally gone to pick it up, let's restrain a little."
Hearing this, the woman with blond hair, sitting on the sofa, wearing revealing clothes, exuded a look of disdain.
"Big shots? Whether it's a big appetite or a big head, those officials are all the same, give money, give women, and everything will be done. β
"Hahaha, you might as well get that guy to pay attention. If you dare to provoke us, be careful to send him back to the West. A man with a scar on his face laughed.
Jiang Tian glanced at these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
Just in the face of the planetary government controlled by the planet governor, they will be directly killed.
What's more, in the face of the Galactic Empire, it is said that it is still a person from the Xuanyuan Fourteen Galaxy-the capital.
Although I don't know the details of the other party for the time being, it's okay to be careful.
"Mr. Jiang doesn't need to worry too much, this is a place to talk about the law. No matter how big a person comes here, he has to talk about the law and evidence, without the law, without evidence, can he help us? β
A man with a bare head and a mouse-eyed who looked at it, and who was called a mouse, also spoke.
"Yes, he wants to talk about evidence, without evidence, what can he do?" Scar laughed.
"Be honest during this time." Jiang Tian looked at the golden teeth, "Those disobedient girls, all of them will be dealt with to avoid any problems." Do things cleanly, and throw corpses farther away. Also, pay attention to their parents, if they keep making noise, they should also be dealt with. β
"No, those women spent a lot of effort to trick them into signing the agreement, and now they are all disposed of!!" Golden Tooth said with some pity, "They are all the best in sixteen or seventeen, train them well for a few days, and stuff them into the arms of those high-ranking officials, so that they can't find their souls." β
"Be careful, as long as you deal with this time, a lot of beautiful women can bribe those guys." Jiang Tian said: "The most important thing now is stability. β
"Okay." Golden Fang shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.
"Those guys don't eat and drink in their kennels, and then go play with women, what are they doing here!!" Scar said, "If we get upset, maybe he won't be able to go back!" β
Jiang Tian didn't care about the complaints of his subordinates.
Instead, he thought about what kind of person he could let the Governor of the planet personally greet him, and he didn't dare to reveal a little rumor.
Jiang Tian prayed to the Holy Emperor for his good luck in his heart.
He had to hold on.
Controlling the Betelgeuse Galaxy is the most important thing for the Jiang family in the next ten years.
As long as they can control a galaxy, the Jiang family's wealth will grow exponentially.
At that time, they will be able to take advantage of the rise of the Galactic Empire and become the leading family in the galaxy.
Qin Zheng paid attention to Dante, and also paid attention to the dirty things that happened on the planet CS03.
Murder, land grabbing, selling non-compliant psychotropic drugs, human trafficking, and collusion with cults.
As long as there are imaginable evil deeds, those breeding gangs can do it.
Through the eyes of those wicked people, Qin Zheng could see the truth of everything.
It is even possible to see how a girl was abused to death by those brutal people.
See how a man was cornered and finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building.
You can also see how a good local can be deceived into having nothing left by sophisticated scams.
But he never did anything for those people.
Because there is no point in doing that.
Qin Zheng is like everyone else.
His time was only twenty-four hours.
This doomed him to be unable to manage everything.
It doesn't matter how much those people flaunt their beliefs or their loyalty.
Qin Zheng won't pay attention to it.
At most, when they die, they take their souls back into the realm.
He will never be able to clear the dark side of human society.
The kind of atrocities that make people feel that heaven is unfair are bound to happen.
As long as there are greed, selfishness, and other instincts in human nature, those atrocities will definitely occur.
Can he save a man who is deeply unjust?
But how many people can he save who are deeply unjust?
Even if he focused all his energy on that, he would not be able to judge all the wicked people who broke the law.
Human society is a man-eater, a law of the jungle.
That will never change.
Is he going to make a list of papers that write who deserves to die?
That makes no sense.
Because it will only waste Qin Zheng's time, slowing down the rise of the Galactic Empire and the liberation of those oppressed human colonies.
Even if Qin Zheng killed a batch, another batch.
There will still be people who are greedy, some people who are selfish, and some people who fall into injustice.
This is the helplessness of this world.
Qin Zheng could only establish a relatively perfect system.
Use the system to restrain the evil in people's hearts.
Let people like Dante and Lees rise and bring justice to the world.
Qin Zheng's gaze didn't just fall on the Betelgeuse Galaxy.
He was also keeping an eye on the situation in the Regulus system at the same time.
Thinking about how to push the 3rd Expeditionary Force forward.
An expeditionary force would require a lot of manpower and material support, and it would also be necessary to have enough troops left behind in Regulus XIV in order to deter those who had ideas.
As the capital of the Galactic Empire, the Regulus 14 Galaxy is the most rapidly developing.
A variety of cutting-edge technologies that once belonged to the Human Alliance are emerging.
The companies that were supported by the Galactic Empire are growing rapidly with the help of high-tech and the XJ soil that has been incorporated into the Empire.
After a while, they will become behemoths across the stars.
The newly constructed ship emerges from the dock, ignites its thrusters, and heads into the endless void to join its companions in the galaxy.
Miners operate machinery to extract raw ore, gas, and water from asteroid belts, and use spaceships to send them to various worlds or smelt space stations.
The space factories built in asteroid belts and planetary orbits are huge.
It's like a city suspended in space.
When viewed from the outside, they don't make a sound, only the occasional flash of fire, and it's very quiet.
But if you cross the protective force field and enter the factory area, you can hear a rumbling sound.
Huge machines work around the clock.
A large amount of raw ore is crushed to smelt the metal needed by humans.
Shuttles travel in long queues to and from different space stations, transporting large quantities of industrial semi-finished products or parts to designated areas.
The moon of war, which was successfully repaired, revolves around the capital planet.
Huge enough to be seen on the surface of the earth with its dense array of towers and massive turrets towering like mountains.
The Moon of War is the pinnacle technology of the Human Alliance.
It is an excellent deep-space aircraft carrier.
Humanity relied on the logistics provided by the War Moon to complete the conquest of one galaxy after another.
This massive war aircraft carrier will once again be driven by humanity to help humanity regain control of the vast void.
On the dock platform, workers in overalls are following instructions to complete the task according to the set goal.
They are assisted by spider-like welding robots or tentacle-shaped working robots, making their work more efficient.
The Galactic Empire has clear regulations.
It is not allowed to continue the development of highly intelligent AI.
But there are no regulations prohibiting the union of humans and machines.
A neural connection device is used to connect a human and a computing power matrix.
Let him replace the core mastermind of intelligent AI.
It can also realize the requirements of intelligence in an alternative way.
When I was a team of ten.
Buttermoss has used a mechanical-assisted brain to multi-thread tasks such as drones and virus invasions at the same time.
This proves that a smart human being is able to multi-thread different things after training and special modifications.
Coupled with a powerful computing power matrix.
They will be able to implement all the functions of AI.
That's Bartmoss's Thinker Project.
Let the human and computing power matrix truly integrate.
Let humans become high-computing AI.
Kimir from the Hareto system. Freman was walking down the wide airport promenade with the support of his entourage.
The promenade is flanked by towering statues of heroes.
The sound of construction continued to come from afar, which was very noisy and harsh.
A large number of industrial drones drag long mechanical tentacles through the sky.
The red eyes scanned the machinery along the way, and from time to time they would stop and use the long mechanical tentacles to carry out maintenance work.
Laborers wielding engineering mechs passed past them.
Some of them are tired, have just finished their shifts, and are in dire need of rest.
Some are full of energy, obviously well-rested and relaxed, and are ready to work with full enthusiasm.
"Congratulations to Miss Bikona for becoming a representative of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce." Jimir said to a woman next to him.
The other party is none other than the representative of the Minore family of the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce, Bikona.
The first representative of the Chamber of Commerce of the Empire.
That is, she was qualified to sit at the round table of the Imperial Diet.
This made many families and individuals who were optimistic about the prospects of the Galactic Empire feel jealous.
Everyone could tell that the Imperial Diet would be the most powerful body.
As for the Holy Emperor who is above the Imperial Parliament.
A lot of people haven't seen it with their own eyes.
There was more curiosity than awe.
The other party left behind the rule of the nascent empire and has been fighting outside, trying to expand the rule of the Galactic Empire.
Those new human civilizations who joined the empire did not have a deep understanding of the Holy Emperor as much as they did about the Imperial Council.
"It's also up to you for your help and support."
Bikona smiled like a spring breeze.
As a seasoned politician and businessman, Bikona has always created an approachable and unreliable faΓ§ade.
"Miss Bikona is very capable, and being this representative is also expected by all, and what we have done is insignificant. I also hope that Miss Bikona will pay more attention to the trade matters mentioned earlier. β
"It is natural that trade is the best time to promote the development of the empire. The beauty spice from the Halleto system is very valuable, and its appearance is bound to become a necessity for the major commercial fleets. β
"Hopefully everything will be as Councillor Bikona said." Kimir said: "The Harreto system is remote and backward, and only the beauty spice can be sold. When I go back, I will prepare to set up a spice company as soon as possible, and I hope to get more of it."
Bikona glanced at the other party and just smiled.
The establishment of the spice company was clearly a preparation to circumvent the imperial legal code.
This kind of thing is done by every powerful family that has joined the Galactic Empire.
Package the planet assets into company assets first, and when it is time to inherit them, sell them.
The Imperial Code only governed inheritance, but did not prohibit people from trading.
The cost of inheriting wealth will be raised.
But on the whole, it is still possible to maintain the foundation of generational accumulation.
Bicona didn't say anything about it either.
That's what everybody does.
Human greed cannot be restrained by the law.
As long as the greedy nature remains, they will find loopholes.
The two talked about the Chamber of Commerce for a while, and then walked over to the Freman family's starship.
It was a huge transport ship, two kilometers long and about two hundred meters high.
Huge antennas and turrets towered over the ship's body, like towers.
When Bikona and her party approached the ship, it was as if they were walking next to a magnificent metal mountain, which made people feel very small.
"Just send it here." Kimir said.
Bicona nodded.
"Have a nice trip, my friend. I'm looking forward to our next meeting in the Blackstone Sector. β
"I'll find a chance to visit."
A few more small talks.
Kimir embarked on the ship with the support of his entourage.
Sirens and bells sounded. The hatch also closed.
The huge interstellar sailed out of the mooring port with the help of a tractor.
Then light up the thruster engine and head out of the galaxy.
Bicona watched as the massive transporter activated its thrusters, then turned away.
As he walked towards the airport tarmac, he stretched out his hand to look at the flame emblem on the back of his hand.
Each member of the Imperial Council will have a Flame Emblem.
This is the approval of the Holy Emperor.
The last person who was not certified will end up for all to see.
Bicona didn't think she would get the mark.
But in retrospect, loyalty and absolute obedience were not the keys to getting the seal.
"What a cruel guy."
Bicona thought of another possibility.
That's the value.
When the Holy Emperor thinks you have enough value, he gives recognition.
Of course, this is just her guess.
No one knows what the other person thinks!!
Bicona had never even seen the Holy Emperor, so how could she guess the other party's true intentions.
The mysterious founder of the empire is shrouded in a fog.
Even those who had the most power in the Imperial Parliament and joined the earliest did not dare to say that they knew each other.
"What's next?" Nangong Quan, who was following behind him, asked.
The Nangong family is a loyal supporter of the Andrau family.
At the beginning, the imperial faction and the opposition of the Blackstone Chamber of Commerce broke up, and the Nangong family stood firmly next to the Andrau family.
After joining the Galactic Empire, the Nangong family also assigned Nangong Quan as a representative to come to the Xuanyuan Fourteen Galaxy with Bikona, seeking opportunities for the family's development.
"The current job is to integrate the trade between the various galaxies, and I need to come up with something. Not to mention anything else, at the present stage, we must maintain at least 50 percent economic growth this year. "If I can't do it, I might not be able to sit in this position." β
"Fifty percent, that's an exaggerated number. According to a normal economy, it is already very unnatural to achieve a growth rate of more than 10 percent in a year. Now the minimum standard of the empire is fifty percent. Nangong Quan's tone was filled with emotion.
"This economic indicator is not too exaggerated, the Galactic Empire is now in ruins, various galaxies are being recovered, and some fragments of civilization that have preserved subspace navigation technology have been added. The Galactic Empire has a huge, much-needed market, and the fifty percent goal is not hard to achieve, and my concern is that someone has deliberately erected barriers to protect their industry from being dumped and destroyed by other galaxies. β
The Galactic Empire is at this stage of expedition and reconstruction.
A galaxy that has just been conquered and reclaimed needs a lot of infrastructure to ensure the living standards of the natives.
At the same time, it also needs to support them to be able to complete the interstellar voyage.
The Imperial Bank will provide low-interest loans for such projects to ensure local construction.
Let the locals borrow future money to develop their own planet and then pay off the debt.
In this way, it can greatly promote the development of some infrastructure companies and boost the GDP of the empire.
At the same time, it will also promote the development of trade and transportation.
Fifty percent economic growth is not difficult.
But economic growth is by no means the sole responsibility of the chamber representative, and she also has to build a relatively healthy trading system.
"Then I hope you can successfully achieve the mission goal." Nangong Quan smiled, "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, the Jiang family asked someone to ask, did the empire have any arrangements for the Betelgeuse galaxy recently?" β
"The Jiang family? What are they doing? There was a not-so-good feeling in Bikona's heart.
Recently, she has been busy with the affairs of the Imperial Chamber of Commerce, but she has not paid much attention to the affairs of the Black Stone.
The Blackstone Chamber of Commerce had many families who chose to support the empire.
But they weren't loyal to the Holy Emperor, but because they thought they would get more out of it.
The Jiang family is one of them.
They are pure speculators.
Whoever can give the highest price, they will follow.
"They have their eye on Betelgeuse, and now they are trying their best to control the local economy, ready to swallow the big cake of Betelgeuse in one fell swoop."
"Are they looking for death?" "I remember saying that we couldn't play the old ways anymore. β
The temptation of a galaxy is too great, Councillor. Nangong Quan shrugged and said: "The Galactic Empire is now constantly attacking the planet, the Sith Empire has been defeated one after another, and the iron-blooded alien race has been destroyed and slaughtered one after another. The prospect of the Galactic Empire is exciting, whoever can seize the opportunity will get the biggest share of the cake in the future. β
"We don't know anything about the Holy Emperor." Bikona said: "Subconsciously tells me that he has been watching the whole empire, watching each and every one of us. β
"Nothing like that can be done, Miss Councillor." Nangong Quan laughed, "No one can really control an empire. β
I'm sorry
(End of chapter)