Pioneering

Chapter 150 Blackmail Timing
Zhong Ming suddenly reached out and interrupted Shana's report.

"Your Majesty, woo," Lei Wen cried miserably from in front of Zhong Ming, "I may not be able to continue serving you."

Astonishingly, it was Lei Wen, who was far away in the Principality of Magzek, who "called" Zhong Ming.

This is actually Zhong Mingxin's divine art, sound transmission, which relies on the power of "energy transformation (disabled)".

Zhong Ming discovered that high-frequency waves would be emitted when the attribute energy was transformed into aura, which would be used as communication waves, using the Kingdom of God as a relay station, and the connection between believers and gods as a means of anchoring communication terminals, creating a long-distance communication method.

At present, Shenju. Sound transmission is still in internal testing, and only a few people can use it.

"Huh? Why don't you just go and give a gift? Why do you look like you're telling your last words?" Zhong Ming raised his brows slightly and asked a little strangely.

"Your Majesty, you don't know, the thing is like this, at the banquet today..."

Lei Wen's sound surrounds Zhong Ming in a three-dimensional surround, which is much stronger than Blue Star's high-end headphones, Viper sound effects, and the like.

"So, woo," Raven choked up, and continued, "I may not be able to come back, I cannot bring this terrible sleeping curse back to you, my respected master."

Raven: I shouldn't have snatched the limelight in the first place!I didn’t get the money, oh, just now the Principality of Magzek sent [-] gold coins as a comfort fee, and I got the money, but I’m almost dying to spend it!

Sleeping for 100 years is naturally not a big deal for a superhuman with high strength and long lifespan, but for Lei Wen, an old fellow who is a junior apprentice knight, his bones are about to rot.

"Oh, so what? What do you want to express?" Zhong Ming walked back to the table and turned off the unique video effect from the perspective of the gods. The appearance of Lei Wen crying while counting money made him a little bit unbearable.

"Master, your humble servant is imploring you here, please, for the sake of my loyalty and dedication, can you give my eldest son Lester a small title, so as to prevent their orphans and widows from being bullied. "

"A baron will do."

"When I think about their wives' lack of clothing and food, I feel... woo-woo"

Zhong Ming was delighted. He never expected that Lei Wen's idiom level would improve so quickly after he imparted some knowledge to them.

"Heh," Zhong Ming tapped on the table with five fingers of his left hand in turn, crossed his legs and sneered, "Okay, do you want to give your youngest son another title?"

"Oh, my master, your generosity is like a great creator, and your mind is as vast as the sky. I don't know how to express my gratitude to you..."

"Would you like to give your illegitimate sons Sil, Kuley, ... all a title!"

Lei Wen also realized that there was something wrong with Zhong Ming's tone, and said submissively: "Then there's no need, no need."

Zhong Ming said jokingly:
"Heh, why are you being polite to me, why don't you just leave my position to your son.

Naked?Is that the bed of gold coins you're counting now?

Can't eat enough?It means that you rely on knowing the government order in advance, buying and selling, and the piles of grain at home? "

"Plop—"

The sound of kneeling on the ground and Lei Wen's begging for mercy came from Zhong Ming's ears.

"Oh, my beloved master, please forgive me..."

"Stop, stop," Zhong Ming interrupted his begging for mercy, and said, "If I didn't see that you are quick-witted, you have contributed a lot in the process of forming the 'Golden Guards', and your work is considered neat, do you think you Can you survive until now?"

"I'm keeping you just to see if you are still useful. If you are useful, you still dare to bargain with me?"

"Now, immediately, immediately, go out and find out the ins and outs of this matter for me, the more detailed the better, I will be of great use!"

"You'd better do this thing beautifully for me, otherwise, I'll make your selling misery become real misery!"

After speaking, Zhong Ming hung up the communication without waiting for him to reply.

Seeing Zhong Ming's pensive look, Shana and Kesarina exchanged glances, then tiptoed out of the room and quietly closed the door.

"This plot looks familiar, doesn't it?"

"Curse, blessing, sleeping princess, spindle?"

"Um--"

"I originally planned to go to Andreia in a few days to finish the task of offering a bounty to the giant, and to settle the marriage with Mo Lisa first. This timing is a bit unfortunate."

"But that's okay, the hell node I want, isn't this an opportunity?"

"I saved the people of their country, and I want them a little territory, isn't it too much?"

"Where the node is, um, Fansha County, if they have a county...wouldn't it be too little?"

"Hey, it just so happens that Yige doesn't have any suitable outlets to the sea, so I want them to have the entire Vault Province, shouldn't it be too much?"

Thinking of this, Zhong Ming took out the "magic lamp" he made and wiped it lightly.

"Boom—"

A puff of smoke dissipated, and the figure of the great devil Salt appeared in front of Zhong Ming.

"You idiot, go home and find your mother to breastfeed!"

Salter couldn't hold back his swearing words, and the whip in his hand was still being held up, obviously he was still training a soldier in the barracks just now.

"Yo, Salter, you're very angry." Zhong Ming teased with his mouth slightly raised.

Only then did Salt recover from the transformation of the space, knowing that there was a terrifying him in front of him, he decisively threw away the pointer, slipped to kneel on the ground, put his hands up, and said flatteringly:

"Oh, my great master, great true God, please forgive your faithful servant, you know, I am just teaching stupid soldiers who are not enlightened."

"Hehe, what's the matter, it feels good to be an instructor pointing fingers, isn't it?"

"Hey, look at what you said, I strictly followed your standards for training, rewards and punishments, and I took photos to record them.

And I'm not a bad face, how can you be a bad face? "

Zhong Ming walked up to him, picked up the pointer, and poured his killing and sharp divine power into it.

"Snapped--"

"Aww—" Sart screamed in pain. This guy, who was so red but not bloody when he hit someone, was so sour when he was beaten with the blessing of divine power.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you dare to tell me a witty thing, right? Why, show off that you are good at learning the "Yaxia Dictionary", right?"

"Snapped--"

"Aw, aww—"

Salt fell to the ground with his head in his arms, not daring to run, begging for mercy: "Master, I was wrong, my fault, it's all my fault."

"Where did you go wrong?"

"What's wrong," Sartre hesitated, "shouldn't you have said a wisecrack?"

"Snapped--"

After a hard beating, Zhong Ming got to the point after motivating the courageous Sartre.

There is no way, this sinister, cunning, shameless, vicious and brutal hell creature, if you want to control it, you have to be more sinister, cunning, vicious, vicious and brutal than him...

It's definitely not that Zhong Ming got annoyed with the examination and approval of official documents and took the opportunity to vent.

Looking at Sart who was curled up in the corner and drooling from the beating, Zhong Ming picked up a glass of water and said unhurriedly while drinking:

"It's like this, I came to you today, first to talk to you about the organization of the Martial Arts Knights, and then you want to..."

"Secondly, let me ask you, can you lift this curse? It's just..."

(End of this chapter)