Pioneering

"Sock him," Zhong Ming not only didn't feel the slightest joy at Thok's abdicating gesture, but was extremely heavy, "Does he want to... get wet?"

The rulers will not think of abandoning their power until the most critical moment, and even more rulers would rather die than let go of power in the slightest.

Sock's generosity and overtures are a bit bizarre.Knowing that he was a visitor from another world, he didn't yell for beating and killing, but instead patted the throne, signaling Zhong Ming to sit down if he wanted to, and just give the couple a chance to enjoy themselves.

This abnormal behavior, combined with the widely circulated gossip in the astral world that the god king has the authority closest to "fate" and "prophecy", can't help but let Zhong Ming's imagination run wild—won't the ship sink?

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

The more ecologically and socially high the position is, the stronger the information gap is.

The god king at the helm knew in advance that the situation was not good, so he tried his best to jump off the ship to escape, and in desperation even lowered his attitude towards himself, a stranger...

The Ice and Snow Goddess also said that the situation in the abyss battlefield is not good recently, and some foreign gods who are good at hiding and adapting to the environment have mixed in...

The distortions that occurred when his spiritual practice of exploration went awry were also quite strange.

In other words, if you directly lead the way to the Outer God Taijun... Zhong Ming thought of himself becoming a ball or an indescribable posture in the future, so he shook his head hard, no, no, people can't...

Maybe, Sock was just trying to be on the safe side, leaving a way out for himself.

It doesn't matter, anyway, I can travel through the world. I must be at the Runsheng level. Even if the ship sinks, when the time comes to install Kesha Lena and the others in the Kingdom of God, and then pull some devout believers as a power source, no one will be able to do it themselves. runs fast.

Now, since the risk has increased sharply, it is necessary to adjust the investment strategy in due course.

Back then, the grand goal of unifying the world, sitting on tens of billions of believers, and going to heaven to bring down the god king had to be changed.

Stop after taking over the Northern Continent, use welfare to protect the reproductive environment, promote and encourage believers to give birth, increase the piety of believers, and then gather [-] to [-] million devout believers to stuff them in the Kingdom of God. His powers were exhausted and he stared blankly.

Just perfecting the welfare system can also prolong the economic cycle at the same time, reduce polarization and reduce extreme resistance, and by the way, it can challenge Sauk's "gamble".

After all, it is a gamble that leads directly to the peak of power and power, and the completion conditions are not hopeless. It is really tempting and worth a try.

If the situation is not so bad, if you win the bet, you will make a lot of money!
Zhong Ming was so impressed by Sauk that he also realized a fatal problem, that is, whether he really has the ability to continuously create and satisfy the needs of believers.

Resources are limited, and the growth rate of believers' desires is uncertain. Once the resources they need exceed the power of faith they can provide to Zhong Ming, it will be a loss-making business for Zhong Ming.

It is difficult to maintain a loss-making business. No matter how powerful the tower is, it cannot withstand years of erosion, and no matter how strong the capital is, it cannot withstand years of losses.

Zhong Ming didn't come to be a good person, but to harvest faith, and his essence was no different from those gods.

Sock was right, very right.Only fear and poverty bring about the longest faith. People who are in the trough of desire can give back more pure faith as long as they give a little something.

Zong-religion itself was not born for saving the world and helping the poor, but for profit.

The "faith transaction" he Zhongming pursues, that is, you give me faith, and I will give you a better life, and use more generous feedback to kill other gods, and then come to harvest the market.

This method, which looks like a monopoly enterprise, has a huge logical hole.

That is, whether output and income are equal or not.

If it is not equal, even if the beliefs of other gods are really successfully killed, in order not to collapse the beliefs, they can only continue to increase the treatment and desires of believers until they are not satisfied, and the gold coins will be exploded.

But he still agreed to the bet.

2000 years.

1000 years before ascension to the star realm, and 1000 years after ascension.

As long as the desire threshold of these believers is controlled for 2000 years, the god king Sock will abdicate to the virtuous, and even lose his thunder authority and the throne of the god king to himself.

Who can stand this test?

You have to try anyway, right?If you lose, the big deal is to send two more moistening gods to the world of the Great Yan Dynasty, which is a big deal.

Moreover, Zhong Ming recalled some things just now, which may help him to try his best to delay the "rebellion at the bottom".

Further structure the big family and make the Asshai Kingdom more atomized...

Occasionally train the Asshai Extraordinary Legion, hold a military parade to shock the surrounding human kingdoms... show off your muscles.

It seems that the dark creatures cannot really be exterminated, otherwise without the wolf, the sheep will inevitably think too much.

Develop entertainment, film and television, music, art... Have some teat fun.

Both soft and hard, both civil and military, those feudal human kingdoms have a history of existence that can last thousands of years or tens of thousands of years. There may not be a single serf who dares to rise up in hundreds of years. .

Although, the logic of the industrial age is slightly different...

It should be... Don't let me down, restrain your desires for me a little bit!

Take it slow!
……

"Flounder, you are in the ocean,
I beg you to listen to me carefully..."

After all, Manish came to that sea area again with his wife Prabal, to find the magical flounder and fulfill his wish.

Maybe it's because he can't stand his wife's constant torture, maybe he also wants to experience what it's like to be a throne.

When they came here, the sea water in this sea area was gray and black, with rough waves, and the sea water churning up from the bottom of the sea gave off a faint stench, as if soaked in greedy filth.

"Mr. Manish," said a strangely colored flounder, "Is she your wife? "

"What 'Mr. Manish', you impolite flounder, you still say you are some kind of prince, you should call my husband Lord Viscount!" Prabal said aggressively.

"Don't say that, Prabal, Mr. Flounder is the benefactor of our family." Manish stopped.

'Hehe, poor trick. Flounder sneered at this white-faced red-faced trick in his heart.

"Let's talk about it, your wish is still to be a king, right?" Flounder's fish mouth flashed a mocking expression.

"That's right, I want to be a queen, and I want to rule this land!" Prabal blushed, as if thinking of something that excited her, "I want those guys who look down on me to crawl on the ground Lick my boots!"

"If it must be the king of Asshai? This land has the attention of the true god, and I will not be able to make you the king of this land for a while.

But there are many kingdoms in this world, why limit them to this one? said the flounder slowly.

"This..." The couple looked at each other and exchanged glances.

"Then let me be the king of any kingdom," Manish said.

The Flounder said, "Who is the king? Manish, or your wife?"

"It's me, of course it's me!" Prabal pulled Manish past him, and pulled at the flounder on the boat.

The flounder did not speak, but swam back slightly, staring at Manish in silence.

Manish dodged the movement of Prabal, who seemed to be crazy, and frowned slightly: "Flounder, let her be the king."

"Go back," Flounder's sluggish eyes flashed with interest, and invisible fluctuations enveloped the two, saying, "The wish has been fulfilled."

So they went home.

On the second day, a mighty support team came to their mansion in New Chang'an City.

Oh my goodness, some distant relative of the king died in Prabha and she was ushered in to be queen.

The family was taken to a luxurious royal palace. A row of mighty guards stood at the gate of the palace with gorgeous decorations. There were many soldiers nearby, and there was a band in front of the gate, beating gongs and drums.

He entered the palace, and saw that everything was made of gold and precious stones; the agarwood tables and chairs were covered with velvet, and hung with large gold tassels.

A series of doors opened suddenly, and the entire palace was full of magnificence.

Prabal sat on a golden throne inlaid with countless precious stones, wore a large golden crown, and held a scepter made of pure gold and precious stones.

On both sides of the throne, six maids lined up, one a head shorter than the other.

Prabal held a banquet triumphantly, specially invited the noble ladies who had looked down on her in the past, and humiliated them severely.

A noble lady committed suicide under her humiliation.

This is a big deal, the surrounding kingdoms sent troops to attack them.

Amid Manish's complaints, the coalition troops hit near the capital.

Prabal was sleepless day and night. On the first day, she jumped up and laughed and said, "Manish, I figured out a way to end the war."

"What way?" He asked hastily in the prince's costume.

Prabal laughed and said, "The reason why they dare to attack me is because my status is not high enough and my power is not strong enough!
As long as I become emperor, no one will dare to oppose me again!

Go find Flounder and tell him I'm going to be emperor. "

"What!" Manish said, "You want to be the emperor! There are only a few empires on the mainland, and he is just a prince. How can he let you become the emperor?"

"Manish," Prabal said, "don't talk nonsense, do you really think he is some kind of a shit prince, what kind of prince has such magical powers?
That is clearly a devil or god playing in the world!To fulfill our wish!
Go find Flounder and tell him I want to be emperor. "

"Hey, Prabha," Manish replied, "I'll go and have a good talk with the coalition forces, pay some money and land, and if you give in, it's over.

Since you know that it is a dangerous god and demon, why do you insist on asking me to make a deal with him? "

"What are you talking about!" cried Prabal, "I am the Queen! You are only my husband!

are you going?Let me go right away!

If he can make me king, he can make me emperor.

I must be the emperor, let me go right away!
Otherwise, I'll have the guards chop off your head! "

Looking at Prabal with scarlet eyes, Manish was terrified, he knew she could really do such a thing.

He had to go.

On the way, he felt very scared in his heart, thinking as he walked: "This will not end well. If you become a king, you will become an emperor again! Dealing with unknown existences again and again..."

He came to that sea area again while thinking like this.

I saw the sea water was pitch black, turbid and unclear, not only turbulent and churning, with foam splashing, but also gusts of gloomy wind, which made people tremble with fear.

However, thinking of the sharp knives of the guards, he still dared to say:
"Flounder, you are in the ocean,
I beg you to listen to me carefully..."

"What does she want?" Flounder asked.

"Well," said Manish, "she's going to be emperor."

"Do you really want her to be emperor?

You watched her keep one lover after another, and let you add to the fun.

But you can only stare at the beautiful maids, and she even used swords to force you to come to me and make a wish.

Why?Obviously all of this should be yours! "Flounder's words seemed to have a charming magic power, which touched his heartstrings.

Yes, why, I was the one who saved the flounder, why should she take all the benefits!

Damn!

"I want to be the emperor, it's me, I want to be the emperor!" Manish closed his eyes, then opened them again!

"Okay," Flounder said with a weird smile, "Go back, your wish has come true."

So, Manish walked back, and before returning to the royal capital halfway, he was welcomed to the Hero Empire, and was regarded as the illegitimate son of the legendary emperor to inherit the throne.

The palace as a whole is made of ground and polished precious stones, and plaster reliefs and pure gold decorations can be seen everywhere.

In front of the gate of the palace, soldiers are marching in formation, the sound of horns, gongs and drums is deafening.

The doors made of pure gold were opened for him one after another. He walked in and saw that in the palace, barons and earls were walking around, all of them looked like slaves.

Everyone knelt before him and obeyed his will.

'Is this what power feels like? ' Manish was intoxicated, this feeling...

The kingdoms that besieged Prabal also retreated tactfully.She was taken to the Hero Empire and became a queen.

"Why didn't I become the emperor? It's mine. This position should be mine!" Prabal said madly.

"Enough, Prabal, give me a good push, push hard, if you still want to be a queen and enjoy it! Otherwise, I don't mind changing to an obedient one!" Manish scolded angrily.

"I brought everything. I caught it and released it. It has nothing to do with you! You're just a slutty bitch!"

"If you make trouble again, I'll have the guards cut off your head!"

Seeing Manish's sharp eyes, Prabal was afraid, it shouldn't be like this, how did Manish become like this.

"Damn! Damn!! Damn!!!" While enjoying the kneeling of the subjects and the honor of the queen, Prabar was stimulated by Manish's perverted play, and became more and more distorted.

"Isn't it just letting go of that stinky fish? Well, I'll catch it too. When I catch it, I will make a wish to become a god, a great god, and then kill you, kill you, kill you!" Prabha said. Sweating and pushing.

Prabal sneaked into the sea, where the wind was howling, the clouds were rolling, and it was dark. The sea water was surging like a boiling pot, and it kept beating her shoes.

Praba, who was afraid that others would know the secret, made his way to the previous sea with difficulty, set up a fishing net, and imitated Manish's voice and shouted:
"Flounder, you are in the ocean,
I beg you to listen to me carefully..."

"She wants...well, why is it you?" Flounder pretended to be surprised.

"Hahaha," Prabal laughed wildly, "Stupid fish, come up to me!"

After speaking, he pulled the fishing net trap and caught the flounder.

"Hurry up, let me become a god, I want to be the king of the gods, the master of the sky and thunder, isn't that bitch Manish kneeling at his feet for the throne? Then I will become him!" Pu Laba's mentality has been completely distorted by endless greed.

"Oh, but I'm just a little flounder..."

"Don't pretend, I know you are not a flounder, you must be some great existence, hurry up, agree to my terms, or I will eat your flesh and blood alive, and use your power to realize my wish! Quick!"

"Hahaha!" The flounder monster laughed, "What a greedy heart, I accept it!"

Fog rises from the sea, and the storm cannot blow it away!It seemed like some terrifying existence was about to wake up.

"Ahhh!"

When the wind and rain subsided, the flounder turned into a flounder again. A pair of fish eyes stared at the fisherman Manish and his wife. They neither wore crowns nor royal robes, and there was no sign of becoming a god.

It's like... no, it's just a dream!
Moreover, Prabal had a large hole in his chest and his heart was missing.

'Tsk tsk tsk, what a good trick, you almost gained two extreme greedy hearts, the price you paid was just a good dream, high, really high! ' came Vlad's voice.

'You are not bad, son of the newborn, oh no, should I call you the king of the abyss from now on?You'll be out soon, soon! 'The flounder swam away decisively, and disappeared into the sea without looking back. (end of this chapter)