Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

A military parade was held in Villian to demonstrate their "strong" military power.

And prepare to launch the final offensive against the city-state of Augustan.

The current war situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for them. Varian's military resources are in a state of depletion. There is a lack of raw materials, and the production lines alone are not enough to produce anything.

Roman's aid to them was no longer as much as before, partly because it was too expensive and the Roman Empire was also hurting the pain. In addition, in their opinion, Varian's strength was too weak and they still couldn't win even with all their help.

Another reason is that the military of the Roman Empire is not a good place either. A bag of screws can cost five gold coins, and all the money goes into Commissioner Smith's pocket.

In preparation for this parade, Varian prepared a full range of camera positions, striving to capture perfect images so that everyone who saw the recording would be fascinated by the Varian army.

However, live broadcast was not used. If you want to broadcast live now, you must hire a team from the Drogo Group.

The Drogo Group is currently on Vian's blacklist.

Recording is much better, you can buy equipment from other brands.

It's a bit self-deceptive, but the position of Zhuoge Group in the camera equipment industry is similar to that of Huang in the graphics card industry. They seem to be other brands, but in fact, the core is the same.

It's just a little better than buying products from the Zhuoge Group directly, but not much.

As for Drogo, although he was not invited, he was actually there.

Not only Drogo came, but the live broadcast team also arrived.

The perspective is a bit vulgar.

Not far from the Parade Square, in an inconspicuous corner, the legendary Wanderer Thief was hiding, avoiding the protection set up by Villian, and was wearing a sports camera, aiming at Morris at a shooting point.

Due to the performance of the sports camera, it does not have the function of long-distance shooting, so the picture is blurry, but it is barely acceptable.

The captured images will be directly transmitted back to the broadcasting team in an inconspicuous house a few kilometers away.

The broadcasting team will then transmit the content to the Magic Vision Radio Station, and finally the Radio Station will realize the Magic Vision live broadcast across the entire mainland and on the Internet.

As it happens, because of Vian’s own blocking policy, the live broadcast on Magic TV and the website cannot be received here.

So, without Varian's knowledge, the parade was broadcast live from a tricky perspective.

As for why live broadcast.

This is because Drogo is very sure that Morris will detonate all of them when the constructs pass by during today's parade.

This is Morris' only chance to get in touch with this batch of constructs, and it's the last chance. After the parade, the constructs will be deployed to the battlefield.

He also wrote down all his plans in his diary.

That’s why serious people shouldn’t keep diaries.

Drogo hired a total of three legendary rogue thieves from the Adventurer's Guild, and the price was very cheap for Drogo today.

Compared with the future revenue that this live broadcast can bring, it is not worth mentioning.

The money you can earn from working on the front line is still very little.

The three thieves took turns monitoring Morris and finding out when he would act.

Make sure the construct is captured with all the fireworks released.

They even secretly monitored Morris. From the information they monitored, it was not difficult to hear that Morris' mental state was on the verge of collapse and he often talked to himself.

Drogo thought that after rescuing him, he should see a psychiatrist.

In order to ensure that Morris could be found, Drogo arranged an all-star lineup.

In a small house, there are three ancient dragons: Drogo, Flynn and Doudou.

There were also several elders of the Mage Guild headed by the Elf Saint El. Of course, the elder of Loman was isolated.

The Elderly Association is using cold violence!
However, the main contributor to this operation was Elder Owlbear, who was responsible for sending Morris out, while the others were responsible for making plans and assisting, and were prepared to deal with emergencies.

To be honest, the current combat power in this cabin is enough to wipe Varian off the map, but Drogo does not intend to do so.

First of all, there are too many civilians. Villian's action against civilians does not mean that he has to lower his moral standards to the same level when dealing with them.

Secondly, the efforts and struggles of little people are more contagious.

As I said, you can't always hope for a savior to come down from the sky and do everything for you, you have to rely on yourself in the end.

Oh, I forgot, there are more people present, there is also Asmodeus who came to join in the fun.

"No, what are you here for?" Drogo didn't understand why this old devil had to follow him.

What he knows is even more violent than what Drogo knows. At least Drogo can write some spell programs now.

But Asmodeus, the spells he knew, all used in the style of "Heaven created all things for man, but man has nothing given up to Heaven".

It can only be used to kill, kill, kill, kill, kill...

"Visiting and learning," Asmodeus replied. "My intuition tells me that what you are going to do must be something that humans particularly like. We can't always rely on you for devil propaganda. We have to work hard ourselves."

"You...are quite studious."

Drogo didn't expect that the old devil had such a good reason.

"Look, the military parade is about to begin."

Asmodeus was more concerned about this operation than Drogo.

Drogo looked at the blurry surveillance footage. This thief was quite good at finding the camera. He didn't keep staring at Morris, but cut to a long shot of the entire parade.

What requires even more talent is that he can make so many tall and mighty equipment look rustic and small. In his lens, a structure several meters high does not even appear as tall as a person.

How did you do it.

It takes just as much skill to photograph a big thing as it does to photograph a small thing as to photograph it as to photograph it as to photograph it.

Based on this skill, he can be considered a senior cameraman in the Strategic Research Institute.

"Prepare for streaming and start live broadcast." Drogo arranged.

Soon, live broadcasts began on Magic TV and the website, and the YouTube live broadcast was directly pushed to the homepage.

However, there are not many live broadcast channels originally, so it doesn’t matter whether it is pushed to the homepage or not. These functions are prepared for the popularization of live broadcast in the future.

As soon as the live broadcast started, it attracted many people with good intentions.

The title of this live broadcast room seems to be very hateful.

"Villian Victory Parade"

Drogo is good at being sarcastic. Villian didn't give this parade a specific name, he added the word "Victory".

The effect of attracting hatred is immediate.

Coupled with Vian's current reputation as a hated person, most viewers clicked into the live broadcast room and started cursing directly in the discussion area.

"Is there something wrong with the brain of the Virion country? They don't know how bad the war is, but they are still holding a victory parade."

"Who arranged the live broadcast? We suggest a thorough investigation."

"No one would want to watch these beasts parade, right?"

"I'm from the Animal Protection Association. Your remarks just now were suspected of insulting animals."

"If you don't attack Villian, I'm going to attack you."

The Internet has always been a place where all kinds of creatures exist.

If there are people who hate Villian, there must be people who support Villian.

Whatever the reason, it exists.

"So anxious, so anxious, a bunch of maggots hiding in the network, seeing that we, Varian, are about to win, they are so anxious, but what can you do?"

"Who's talking to you and us? If Villian is a beast, then you're not even a beast."

“I can’t say what kind of people support bombing the safe zone.”

"What's wrong? It was the terrorist organizations in Augustan who first used the safe zone for military purposes, so it is a military zone. What's wrong with attacking a military zone in a war? On the contrary, it is the terrorist organizations that disregard the safety of their own people and use the safe zone as a military zone that have problems."

"So there are people who believe in fake whitewashing videos."

"How much did this person receive?"

“I clicked report.”

"You've already beaten someone in their home, and you still have the nerve to wash your face here."

"This is legitimate defense. Besides, it was the terrorist organization that started the war. If you start a war, you have to pay a price. If you don't have money to pay, then you can just pay the land."

"Self-defense? You're still defending yourself when it turns into a massacre!"

"According to the treaty signed in 796, Augustan was the first to violate the treaty..."

"Civilization will prevail! Justice will prevail!"

Soon, the discussion area developed into a fierce war of words between supporters of the two sides.

Since YouTube does not have strict restrictions on banned words, there is no need to use various homophones and abbreviations to avoid website review.

Therefore, the wording of the insults emphasizes directness.

In the chaos, someone finally noticed that the live broadcast had a strange perspective. "Don't you think the picture is too blurry? And from this perspective, it looks like a candid shot?"

"Now that you mention it, it does seem like it's not a serious live broadcast."

"Could it be that the Drogo Group went to secretly photograph the current military strength of Varian?"

"Then I can only say good life."

In the live broadcast, the military parade has already begun.

Team after team of Varian regiments passed through the square in an orderly manner.

"Why do I feel like they're pretty powerful? Is there still hope for Augustan?"

"To be honest, there is not much hope. The city-state of Augustan lacks strategic depth, nor does it have enough regular troops and supplies. It relies entirely on aid. We can only see how long it can drag on. Failure is almost inevitable. The best outcome is to cause enough damage to Varian."

Some people analyzed it very rationally.

In fact, such an outcome was predictable to many people who were familiar with war, and Augustan saw no chance of winning at all.

Originally, they were the weaker party in terms of area, number of people and hard power, and there was also a lot of chaos within themselves.

Even if some mercenary groups went to help, they were not large regular troops after all. They could only counterattack in a small area and it was almost impossible to turn the tide of the battle.

"what is that?"

After the soldier queue passes, the equipment queue appears.

Various magical creations that are almost never seen by civilians appeared in the square in large numbers.

Golems, alchemical chariots, knights riding monsters, and large equipment with strange shapes that cannot be identified at a glance.

There are also new self-propelled structures.

The construct from the Craig family appeared. Its tall body did not seem slow, and its thick metal shell shone brightly under the sunlight.

The protruding muzzle is engraved with magical runes, and one can sense the dangerous atmosphere just by looking at it.

An enchanted sword blade used for close combat that seems to be able to cut through all obstacles.

However, the construct's biggest weakness, the main control magic amulet, could not be found anywhere.

Augustan supporters who were watching the live broadcast fell silent. They couldn't imagine what the resistance forces there could use to fight against such weapons.

As for Varian's supporters, they are extremely excited now.

"Scream! Scream again!"

"If it weren't for protecting civilians, Varian would have pushed Augustan to the ground long ago!"

At this moment, an accident happened.

"Did someone run over there?"

The "jealousy" that Zhuo Ge had for making this live broadcast "dumplings" finally appeared.

The camera locks on the man rushing out, Morris.

He climbed out of the shooting area and rushed towards the construction team.

The guards didn't react. They didn't figure out why the tiefling who was responsible for filming the video rushed out.

The structures used for the military parade only have their movement functions enabled; their weapons are not actually charged and have no attack capabilities.

This is the best opportunity.

Morris is very fast, after all, he used to be a member of the school's magic dodgeball team.

It only takes a dozen seconds to reach the target location.

The moment he took out the rune stone, he felt unexpectedly relaxed.

He thought he would be very nervous at this moment and his hands would shake so much that he wouldn't be able to hold the rune stone.

But no.

Morris was calmer than ever.

Those nightmares had turned into hallucinations that would haunt him even during the day, and the screams of innocent people dying had long been an auditory hallucination that he could not shake off during this period of time.

And at this moment, all those voices disappeared.

His world was finally quiet.

His younger brother now has the means to support himself and even lives better than him, and no longer needs his care.

Morris held the rune stone high in his hand.

He saw Brigadier General Douglas on the podium, his face almost distorted with tension, pointing at him and giving orders to the people around him.

The guards on the scene also aimed at him and began to cast spells.

Morris smiled as he made his final farewell.

"Liberate Augustan!"

With all his strength, he shouted: "Liberate Augustin!"

Activate the Rune Stone at the same time.

All the surrounding structures were instantly covered with purple cracks, and dazzling light seeped out from the middle.

The strength of the construct's shell soon reached its limit and exploded one by one like clusters of fireworks, with a strange but gorgeous beauty.

Morris closed his eyes, waiting for the explosion to engulf him.

Unlike what he imagined, he did not feel any pain, but just lost consciousness in an instant.

……

When Morris woke up again, he saw a pure white space in front of him.

where is this?
Is this the legendary destination of the soul after death?
"O confused dead, your soul will be judged to decide whether you can be reincarnated and reborn, or accept endless torment!"

A majestic voice came from afar.

Is this the place where souls are judged?
"Confused soul, tell me the evil things you have done. Your confession will determine your fate."

In this case, Morris began to recall all the bad things he had done, from cheating, fighting, waste and other small things.

Until he said, "When I was a kid, I thought girls' skirts were really pretty, so, so..."

Morris's tone was a little awkward.

"I stole a little skirt from a girl next door, and I wore it to dance. Maybe, maybe there's something wrong with me. I still think that wearing women's clothes is good-looking, so sometimes, sometimes I wear them secretly..."

At this point, he felt that the atmosphere was a little off.

I could vaguely hear that majestic voice from before, and it seemed as if I couldn't hold back my laughter any longer, and I made that uncomfortable, slightly leaking sound.

What was even stranger was that he could feel his own body. This didn't feel like the afterlife, but rather like...

I'm under an illusion!

It’s still not a very advanced illusion!
"Am I not dead?" he finally asked.

The majestic voice just now burst into laughter, and the laughter sounded more and more familiar.

"Mr. Drogo?" Morris realized who was laughing.

"I'm not, it's not me!"

"That's you! This one sounds more like Drogo!"

"Okay, stop bullying other people's children," came another female voice, also familiar, it was Ms. Fulin, "Don't say that I taught you this crappy illusion again."

"It's an illusion! I knew it!" Morris shouted excitedly. He didn't die.

However, the excitement of surviving was immediately crushed by the cruel reality.

The illusion is lifted.

Morris found that there were not only Drogo and Flynn in front of him, but also a large group of people.

The elders of the Mages Guild were there, as was the entire broadcasting team, and even a wretched fat uncle in an old-fashioned tuxedo.

What is he doing? Why is he taking notes?

Asmodeus was writing furiously in a small notebook.

"Some human males like to wear women's clothing..."

Morris looked back and saw that it was full of people, some of them even familiar faces. Among the broadcasting team there was a cameraman whom he knew when he was filming Magic Shadow, and he was now holding a camera and pointing it at him!
Wait, what's happening now is...

Morris's thoughts gradually became clear.

Have you confessed to a bunch of people, including your boss, teacher, industry seniors, and colleagues, that you like wearing women's clothes?
Morris suddenly felt a little dizzy.

It would be better if he had just been blown to death! (End of this chapter)