Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 325: Good Scouting
Pharaoh frowned. "Is the black oil really that useful? I can't figure out what it is used for."

"We can't figure it out either." Atayi: "But the queen's husband seems to be very sure, and he speaks with confidence. I can see that he knows the use of the black oil very well, but he won't say it directly."

Pharaoh frowned. "Not willing to speak directly? No, it's not that he's unwilling to speak, it's just that the benefits haven't come yet, so he's unwilling to speak. If he's given enough benefits, he'll tell the secret. He's showing this to you because he wants to make a deal with us on the black oil issue."

Atayi: "I think so too."

Akadullah: "He said that if we help the queen to restore her country, he will tell us the use of black oil and help us become rich... at least that's what he said on the surface."

Pharaoh raised his head slightly and looked at the oasis outside the window. At the end of his vision, the world outside the oasis was all yellow sand.

It’s been almost a thousand years!

The Desert Kingdom has been very poor for nearly a thousand years since its founding, all thanks to the yellow sand all over the sky.

If you don't think about changing, you will continue to be poor.

If there is a slight chance, even if the success rate is very low, it is worth a try.

The Pharaoh's voice sank. "We need to make two preparations. One is to invade the Magic Kingdom and seize their fertile land. The second is to help the Queen restore her kingdom, and then get their help to figure out how to use the black oil and become rich."

One of the ministers could not help but say, "Well, these two preparations conflict with each other. When we reach a fork in the road, we must choose one. If we make the wrong choice, we will lose everything."

Pharaoh: "Whether or not we will make the wrong choice depends on how much useful information our spies can send back! My Desert Kingdom was founded by assassins from the Brave Squad. We have the best assassins and spies in Middle-earth. From now on, send out all the top spies in the country. I want to know all the news about the civil war in the Magic Kingdom. I can't miss a single one."

Everyone: "Yes, sir!"

After the meeting, all the outstanding spies of the Desert Kingdom began to dress up and prepare to set off.

These spies are all well-known figures, and their code names are: James Bond, Allen Krauss, Brian, McCall, Ethan Hunt, Jason Bourne, Black Widow...
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Sunshine City.

Soleimani's castle has now been cleaned up and redecorated, turning it into a temporary royal palace.

Elizabeth's future war to restore her country will be based here.

Zhang Jingyi took a walk around the "bedroom" that had just been cleaned and felt it was pretty good. It was like the "European castle king-size bed room" in a tourist attraction. The entire living environment had an exotic beauty.

He couldn't help but like it a little: "Yo, let's stay here in the next few nights."

Elizabeth shook her head and smiled, "Showering, going to the toilet, and blow-drying hair are all not as convenient as my husband's. I don't want to live here."

Zhang Jingyi: “Ah!”

Elizabeth: “The security aspect is also not enough.”

Zhang Jingyi then remembered that the security was indeed much better over there. In this world, there might be assassins sneaking in, assassinations, raids, palace coups and other bad things happening, but his world was much safer to spend the night.

Zhang Jingyi thought: Okay, then let’s give up the idea of ​​staying in a hotel.

The two were chatting here when a werewolf guard ran in and said quickly: "Report to your Majesty the Queen and your Majesty the King, Ace brought a large group of people and occupied the Church of Light. They are repainting the walls of the church..."

"What?" Elizabeth was surprised. "Paint the walls? Why do we need to paint the walls?"

Werewolf: "He's going to paint the white walls black."

Elizabeth: “…” Zhang Jingyi: “Pfft! Hahahaha! Let’s go and see what’s going on.”

The couple left the temporary palace and walked towards the Cathedral of Light.

At this time, order in Guangming City has been restored, and the civilians in the city have resumed their normal lives. The streets are bustling with traffic, and even more lively than before.

It turned out that it was a large group of Asians who were shopping and watching the Western sights in Sunshine City.

Sixteen years ago, the Church of Light rose to power, and all sub-human races were labeled as "inferior races". They were driven out of the bustling cities and forced to live underground in the mountains and forests.

Middle-aged werewolves like Sevi have seen the prosperity of big cities, but the younger generation of subhumans are basically born in remote corners and have never had the experience of "visiting big cities."

Now that we can finally go shopping openly, who wouldn’t want to have some fun?
Werewolves, orcs, boarmen, gnolls, goblins, catmen, and ratmen can be seen everywhere on the streets... Like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, they look at everything in the bustling big city with caution.

“What a lot of beautiful houses.”

"These houses have two or three floors... Wow, there's a really tall tower over there."

"There's an arena over here."

"That's the opera house over there!"

There are many shops on the streets, and both sides of the commercial street are full of dazzling stores, which makes the orcs who grew up in the western forest dazzled.

In the small village where they lived in the past, there might be only one clothing store in the entire village. Some villages didn’t even have a clothing store. Only when the goblin merchants came would they bring some cloth. They would buy the cloth and then make their own clothes.

Now I actually saw several ready-made clothing stores, open side by side on the street.

They also sell different kinds of clothing, including men's clothing, women's clothing, and even children's clothing.

There are also many food vendors on the street, such as fruit stalls, butcher shops, spice shops...

From time to time, the Asian people exclaimed: "Wow, a big city is a big city."

“It seems so convenient to live here.”

"In our village, we can only buy and sell things at the market every Sunday. We can't buy anything at other times."

“You can buy and sell here every day.”

“The things here must be very expensive…”

A group of ragged rat people looked up at the eggs displayed in a small shop and drooled: "I want to eat eggs so much."

The owner of the small shop was not very welcoming when he saw the rat people. He waved his hand at them and said, "Hey, don't come and steal!"

The rats were a little embarrassed. Having the label of thief stuck on their heads was really uncomfortable, but they were powerless to refute it.

The owner of the small shop felt a little embarrassed when he saw the rat man was sad. After all, in the last war, he was captured by the Holy See of Light and used as a shield, and it was the Restoration Army that saved him. He couldn't be ungrateful.

The boss quickly corrected himself and said, "I'm sorry, I went too far. You fought for Her Majesty the Queen, so you should get some rewards, right? You can use them to buy eggs."

(End of this chapter)