Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 228 Envy
The slightly turbulent words could only echo in the communication channel between the two of them, not even a centimeter could be transmitted in the vacuum.

Levina tilted her head, and carefully touched the edge of the Nano floor with her fingers; there was not even a sting, the wound was too thin to be seen with the naked eye, and blood could not gushes out.

What an extremely gentle blade, the elf shook his head in disappointment, clenched his fists temporarily, and looked at Zuo Wu again:

"So, boss, what should you consider as a successful coronation? Is it enough to have the approval of others?"

Zuo Wu squeezed his chin: "Maybe... what are you going to do?"

The elf stood up, pressed the hem of the skirt with one arm, and bowed perfectly with a refined manner, lowered his eyebrows, and changed his address softly to Zuo Wu:
"Your Majesty~ Your Majesty!"

Then she straightened up and said, "How is it? Is this all right? Do you have any special feelings?"

Zuo Wu subconsciously closed his eyes and felt it. After a while, he felt something was wrong, and then opened his eyes again:

"I don't think 'coronation' should be so simple, it can be counted if you call it twice; didn't Yi Yisi and the others split the moon and made a spectacle?"

"Wow, I wanted to complain about calling you 'Your Majesty' for nothing," the elf tilted his head, "What should we do then? We also ask Miss Gray Wind to build a moon wonder here?" thought.

Zuo Wu covered his forehead: "Levina, don't you know what an 'emperor' is? What does your translation software say?"

Levina tilted her face in confusion.

To this day, she has indeed not learned the language of the Union standard; basic necessities of life, even communication with her partners, still rely on software translation.

Sometimes, the difference between civilizations is too great, and it is difficult to find a corresponding replacement for a proprietary word on the other side.

For example, the sea monster could not understand "husband and wife", and the elves had never heard of "emperor".

Levina's translation software has always interpreted the word "emperor" as "a powerful city lord".

Chudan elves are born proud and have always been unwilling to submit to collective management. Most of them will only establish a small group like a "city-state" with people who stand out in a certain field as the core.

Most of the people gathered in the city-state are those who are interested in the fields that the city lord is good at, but they have never been loyal to the city lord, but always think about improving their skills, surpassing the city lord, and pulling him down .

The city owner is also happy to accept challenges from all sides.

The struggle with the elves gradually did not stop at Wendou. After the appearance of the Dilian's detector, the wave of fighting for self-improvement also intensified.

The city lord often leads people to fight in the morning, and in the afternoon, with his head full of blood, in the gentle and elegant auditorium, he will explain his views and opinions to the calm and bruised subordinates.

The reverse also happens from time to time.

Therefore, the inviolable supremacy of the "Emperor" in the regime is almost unimaginable to Levina. She has been wondering why Xi was martyred and Zuo Wu would be so repulsive about being the "Emperor".

Isn't the throne the bigger city lord? Sit on it first and have fun, and don't want to be in the future. Find a powerful successor, or just run away?
Anyway, the position of the city lord changes frequently, and even the city-states that are gradually established due to subjects and interests will often collapse and disperse immediately after the core theory has passed.

After the interest in and the joy you can feel in a thing disappear, isn't it natural to give up it?

Of course, Zuo Wu wanted to be a "big city lord" like the emperor, and Levina was also convinced.

She grew up in an environment where martial arts were gradually rising, and Zuo Wu was one of the most capable fighters she met after coming to the Imperial Alliance. Isn't it more than enough to be an emperor like a big city lord?

Its cognition is obviously different from the mainstream of Emperor Union, and this little misunderstanding was not clarified until today.

The elf feels that the world view has been refreshed, and the one arm swings back and forth around his body, comparing which is more majestic, the "city lord" or the "emperor".

Zuo Wu's science popularization is temporarily over, and he also gave Levina a lot of novels about power struggles to read, purely as recommendations for his own interests.

But after the recommendation, Zuo Wu began to scratch his head in his heart: "Wait, Levina, you said your hometown is a city-state system, so is there a city-state full of maids?"

"Huh? Of course, oh, I know what you want to ask, boss,"

Levina came to her senses:
"Who stipulated that a 'city-state' must have a fixed residence? It is not uncommon for city-states to be scattered and integrated into other city-states... In this way, the translation of 'city-state' is actually not accurate."

She rubbed her fingers against her lips, and the wound made by the nano-thick ground finally widened, revealing a hint of rust, which made Levina very happy, so she also came up with a suitable adjective:

"Yes, compared to city-states, the term 'mutually helping interest study groups' is more appropriate!"

"Of course, one person can join more than one study group. For example, I am interested in becoming a maid, so I joined the maid city state; some people are interested in mastering power, so I will join the small group with the theme of 'city lord';"

"There is no need to worry that these city lords will unite to usurp power. After all, everyone gathers because of mutual interest; it is a good thing that the city lords can learn from each other to improve their skills, but if they have no real skills, who will care about them? ?”

Zuo Wu listened, but still raised his head, Levina's hometown was hidden in the corner of the starry sky; perhaps it was because the maid beside him brought some beautifying filters when telling the scenery of her home, which made Zuo Wu a little envious.

However, Levina didn't feel that there was any whitewashing in her words, she just raised her finger, and the wound had already been enlarged by a million times from the nanometer level under her own rubbing, and finally enough red blood cells gushed out.

The elf looked at her own scarlet, and the tingling of joy would last for a long time, making her more confident in what she was convinced before.

I am not a monster like the angels, because the body can heal at will, and the result of the wanton pursuit of stimulation is that the threshold of feeling pleasure is increasing, until I can only get the boundless emptiness like a walking dead.

The cruelty to oneself to others and even to one's own civilization is just a powerless resistance to emptiness, how sad.

But Levina knew she wasn't.

She also pursues fun herself, and the starting point is to please herself while also making others happy.The role of the so-called best maid is here, as is the occasional encouragement of Ji Zhi and Ai Shanshan to take their own step.

The same is true of my hometown, where everyone forms a city-state-like interest group because of their own interests and fun, and keeps moving forward because of their arrogant nature.

Even after the arrival of the Emperor Alliance, he realized that he was not the most advanced ethnic group in the universe, and his hometown was still struggling with joy in the struggle.

It's definitely not like the angels. Although they have developed everything, their nerves have been destroyed by themselves, and they can't feel any happiness without being cruel, like poisonous insects that have been corroded.

at this time.

The wound on Levina's fingertips finally stopped bleeding, and the stinging pain remained; she put down her hand, turned her head and saw Zuo Wu was still looking at the sky, and smiled lightly:

"Wow, are you so interested in my hometown? I'll take you to see it if I have a chance in the future... The premise is that those angels don't really gnaw the Dilian into a piece of white ground like locusts."

Her homeland, an indigenous planet in the Imperial Alliance, was under the same stern threat after she was convinced that most of the angels would not hold back their lost compatriots.

"Okay, it's settled, especially the 'maid city' you mentioned, you must introduce them to me," Zuo Wu nodded, and walked slowly towards the ferry starship:

"Although I still don't have a clue how to crown him, I think Thundercliff sure does."

Levina patted her skirt, just about to pull Ji Zhi out, but when she heard that, she turned her head, still using the thinking mode of recommending the leader of the study group:

"Sang Deya? Isn't he just a boss, the liaison between you and the Imperial Alliance Legion? Can he also influence the succession of the emperor and other city lords? Can he alone represent most of the residents of the Imperial Alliance?"

"I don't think so. As for the profession of the emperor, I probably don't need the support of the vast majority of people when I change terms."

"All they need is someone to sit in the seat of 'emperor'."

……

Before the ferry starship sailed away, Gray Wind had already delivered a map sufficient to solve the overactivation of Della's genes; in exchange, it claimed to have taken away a part of Gray Wind that remained in Blunt's skull.

Moisturizing things silently.

In fact, Gray Wind itself has the ability to take away the samples directly, but it took so much effort to deliver the map and build the theater, and only Liaoyuan really yearned for every ounce of strength to explain it.

What is Liaoyuan afraid of?Chudan Angel?Or do they have other deeper thoughts?
Zuo Wu didn't have the time to think about it now. After receiving the atlas, he first sent a copy to Professor Marika. But before he left, he saw Gray Wind waving his arms, so he turned his head and said:

"I would think of the option of coronation, which is also your purpose?"

Gray Wind was stunned:
"Whether you get crowned or not is none of my business? Um, or do you think that you can't join Liaoyuan if you become the emperor? I didn't expect you to be really greedy...or so greedy?"

Zuo Wu was puzzled: "What does this have to do with greed?"

"You are still hesitant, I can only think that you are worried about Liaoyuan's treatment;" Gray Wind spread his hands:
"Don't worry, my creation from ancient times feels nourished, and it won't be too much effort for Liaoyuan to raise another one of you."

Gray Wind's way of thinking is always somewhat different from ordinary people.

Zuo Wu could only speak more clearly: "Will Liaoyuan really not interfere with my possible coronation?"

"Well, who knows? Anyway, I didn't receive a similar task,"

Gray Wind stretched his waist: "I'm only responsible for collecting the part of myself that is wandering outside, and solving some difficulties you encounter within the scope of authority. Other than that, it's none of my business...or this part of my business .”

Nothing to do with this part of Gray Wind?

Zuo Wu raised his eyebrows, remembering that the creation in front of him, which is essentially a nanocomputer cluster, once said that she can be divided into many shares, but as long as the distance between shares exceeds a certain limit, the memory cannot be synchronized.

And the smaller each share is, the less intelligence that Gray Wind can use.

The gray wind in front of him doesn't look as smart as expected, is it because she doesn't have the entire fleet?Most of them are still in Liaoyuan, and they don't know what they are doing.

But Hui Feng in front of him suddenly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and changed the subject rather bluntly:

"Well, well, this floor will stay for a while, and I will continue to watch movies here ... I mean continue to work here,"

"After the elves contact your second line of defense, I will send you the video; of course, if you want the best audio-visual experience, it's more comfortable to come here;"

Zuo Wu nodded, the best time for his "coronation" is about a day after the angels are still flying in the hyperspace channel and have not touched the second release line of the Imperial Union.

At this point in time, the [-] legions of the Imperial Alliance still retain most of their strength, and there is a possibility of a fight after regaining the protection of Weaving Clothes.

And the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would be; the legions were defeated one by one by the angels, and the effective power that the Imperial Union could use became less and less, until in the end, even if it was lucky, it would no longer have the strength to turn the tables.

I only hope that Sang Deya and General Yi Yisi, who has already planned his own ascension to the throne, do have a speed pass method.

After casually throwing down a movie recommendation from Ai Shanshan to Gray Wind, Zuo Wu almost trotted onto the ferry starship, and started to meet up with the Fugitive at full speed.

It was Ai Shanshan who led the way with the ancient painting Qingkong. The sea monster didn't say anything, but just sent him an email with no text but a title:

"Should I say congratulations to you, in every way? "

Zuo Wu clicked on the email, and the cursor that had been used for thousands of years was blinking, but it didn't hold Zuo Wu's attention.

When he was thinking about the words for the email, he opened his address book, his eyes stayed on Sand Cliff's head portrait, and gradually forgot about replying to the letter.

But Zuo Wu chose to be the first to talk to Xi Martyr.

The communication waited for a few seconds before it was connected, Xi martyrdom was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled wryly: "Don't try to push me to that broken throne, I killed my comrades in arms, I'm not worthy."

Zuo Wu also laughed: "I want to kill my comrades-in-arms. Many accomplished emperors have done it."

"Yes, they are doing it to make a difference, not like me to reconcile with my wife who is a sworn enemy,"

Xi martyred spread his hands: "In short, I can't do it."

Zuo Wu nodded, stopped talking and questioning, and hung up the communication.

Then he called the hairless tauren, but this time the other party picked it up immediately, waiting for a long time like ants on a hot pot.

Sang Deya seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw: "Commander! You...do you know?"

"Understood, and I want to ascend the throne immediately, the sooner the better, do you have any ideas?"

Zuo Wu replied.

And the five-haired tauren suddenly fell into a trance, as if he had just fallen into hell and was hit by great happiness, and he couldn't stand still: "Damn, of course! Commander-in-chief, I mean Your Majesty!"

"This is the purpose of my coming here, and I have been arranging related procedures!"

"I've... been preparing for it for a long time! The sooner the better, right? Within three days at most, you can become the king whom the entire Imperial Alliance will pledge their allegiance to!"

three days?

Zuo Wu frowned: "It's still not fast enough."

(End of this chapter)