As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 242 Is it alright to stay in Jinglan?

In life, most people cannot choose their own destiny.

When unexpected misfortunes or good fortune occur, we attribute them all to luck.

A capable person can turn misfortune around.

For example, ordinary gamblers can only gamble on luck.

If Mingchen wanted to, he could win no matter what.

This was the subtext of Mingchen's actions when he brought Hong Ling Shuang back to the casino, but he didn't say it out loud in a childish way.

But Hong Ling Shuang could tell from her hearty laughter: "Hahaha~"

"What if I'm lucky? What if I'm unlucky?"

"Does knowing that bad things will happen ahead prevent people from moving forward?"

"I don't know what the future holds, whether it's good or bad luck, but I do know that meeting you, Mingchen, must have been an interesting thing."

Her bright eyes reflected Mingchen's image.

She reached out and rubbed something under her face, gently massaging it.

After a while, a beautiful face came into view.

The girl was strikingly beautiful, confident and radiant, and exquisitely intelligent. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, her bright eyes shone like stars, reflecting the image of the person before her. Her long hair was slightly wavy, and her figure was graceful.

She is a mermaid blessed by the sea, a monarch from the archipelago.

Both are leaders, but unlike Xiao Xinyue, they are not born noble and elegant.

She is like a female hunter galloping across the grasslands, possessing a wild, romantic, and unrestrained spirit.

There are countless secret techniques in the world.

But apart from the methods taught by the old tree professor, Mingchen had never seen any other cultivator use the disguise technique along the way.

This was the first time he had ever seen a stranger undergo face-changing surgery.

"Hello Mingchen, I am Hong Ling Shuang!"

"Don't call me Alliance Leader, call me Ling Shuang!"

Upon formally meeting, the Alliance Leader formally introduced himself.

There are currently no direct conflicts between the two countries, at least not on the surface; they remain allies.

Naturally, revealing their identities will not affect their relationship.

As the sun sets, the river ripples in the distance, and a slightly salty sea breeze caresses your face.

Mingchen looked at Hong Ling Shuang's face and couldn't help but smile.

It looks so good!

Lord Xu really wasn't lying.

"Ling Shuang?"

The older sister's name is Ling Yu, and the alliance leader's name is Ling Shuang; they do seem to have a sisterly relationship.

"My name is Ming Chen. I greet the Alliance Leader."

Since it was a formal meeting, Mingchen also bowed to the other party.

"Mingchen, when did you recognize me? How did you recognize me?"

Hong Ling Shuang blinked and asked Ming Chen with some curiosity.

She had some good fortune in her childhood, which gave her supernatural powers, and she was able to change her appearance without anyone ever seeing through it.

However, Mingchen easily saw through both of their identities.

She knew Mingchen had this ability, but she was also curious about how he did it.

[The King Ascends the Throne]

[A whale shark leaps from the sea, a human king ascends the throne, and the world is unified.]

Mingchen smiled, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate Hong Ling Shuang's body and see something else.

From the very beginning, when the songstress sang that dreamlike song on stage, Mingchen saw information in her that only he could see.

This is why, even though she had changed her identity and appearance, he could still recognize her at a glance.

only……

Unfortunately, it seems there's a contradiction in the wishes.

When the old emperor died, a calamity dragon disrupted the fate of heaven and earth, scattering the rewards of the Human King's Seal. One of these seals landed on Xiao Xinyue, and she suddenly possessed the information that she had aspirations to become the Human King. Mingchen now suspected that perhaps one of the Human King's Seals had landed on the person before him.

The clues appearing on her were very similar to those on Xiao Xinyue. The outcome was the same: unifying the world and ascending the throne.

There is only one world, and only one person is destined to succeed, so only one person's wish is destined to be fulfilled.

So who should be tasked with implementing this?

This is such a difficult decision!

Mingchen raised an eyebrow and asked her in return, "How did the Alliance Leader recognize me?"

"I asked first!"

Hong Ling Shuang rolled her eyes at him, but still pointed to the little bird on his shoulder and replied, "Just a guess!"

"Feel!"

The immortal Kui, who had not appeared for half a year, suddenly showed up to perform.

One reason is that Hong Ling Shuang was somewhat bored.

The new Qian Yuan is developing steadily, the Blood-Clad Army is beset by internal and external troubles, and the Northern Lie's national strength is locked up... Everyone has their own things to do and can't cause any trouble. Now is a quiet time.

Therefore, she could not instigate chaos in the world.

She quite enjoys performing, and she never thinks singing in front of people is a lowly thing.

She loved being the center of attention, the object of everyone's admiration and praise. She also wanted to dominate the continent and let everyone hear her voice.

Secondly, it was to see if they could use Kui Xian's reputation to lure out some interesting people.

Mingchen said he would come this year, and now that half the year has passed, it's about time he came. If he waits until the end of winter to come, it won't be very meaningful.

Now it seems she really guessed right.

what?
Me?

Even the little bird didn't expect that she would be the reason why Ling didn't recognize her.

Somewhat shocked, it pointed to itself with its wing, looking rather adorable.

"Oh?"

Mingchen smiled.

It seems the alliance leader has really put a lot of effort into him.

During this time, through the old shopkeeper, he also came to understand the significance of the islanders giving conch shells as gifts.

However, he was also self-aware. He didn't believe that this dangerous mermaid would develop any feelings of affection for an opponent she hadn't even met.

"Chen was just guessing."

"Humph!"

Hong Ling Shuang snorted upon hearing this: "You... you really like to cheat."

Go to the casino to cheat.

Now they're even cunning when answering questions.

Her guess about Mingchen's identity was based on evidence. But Mingchen simply copied her answer without any basis; wasn't that just wild guessing? She didn't believe he could guess correctly twice in a row.

Mingchen smiled but didn't explain anything.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Neither of them spoke again.

The sun gradually set behind the mountains, and the sky grew increasingly dark.

People's faces are becoming increasingly difficult to see clearly.

The Jinglan Alliance has no curfew, and compared to other cities, it is much brighter and more lively at this time.

Hong Ling Shuang lacked the haughtiness of a leader, casually leaning against the wooden railing like a lazy hoodlum. Suddenly, she turned to Ming Chen and asked, "Ming Chen, what do you think of my Bai Ling City? What do you think of me?"

"The Alliance Leader is a genius, intelligent and quick-witted, with talent and ability that are rare in this world, and his vision and timing are the best I have ever seen."

"White Spirit City has been resurrected and is now bustling with activity, and the Alliance Leader deserves much credit for this."

Mingchen naturally chose to say the best things and did not hesitate to praise Hong Ling Shuang.

"Hey."

Hong Ling Shuang chuckled softly upon hearing this, her eyes shining even brighter in the gradually darkening sky. She gently tossed her hair, seemingly enjoying Ming Chen's praise.

"Since that's the case, and since I'm so outstanding, how about Mingchen stays in Jinglan? Staying in Jinglan will help me unify the world." He got straight to the point.

The bold and flamboyant woman spoke to Mingchen as if it were a fantasy.

Rumors say that this leader of the alliance is eccentric, capricious, unpredictable, and impossible to fathom; now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Upon hearing this, Mingchen shook his head: "Alliance Leader, you jest. I am still the Marquis of Jing'an of Qian Yuan!"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Come here, and let alone the title of Marquis of Jing'an, what's wrong with me making you a Duke?"

"Since I am as good as you say, why not go with the flow and help me?"

This person is really quite like Mingchen; her words are full of traps, and you can easily fall into her trap with just a few words.

The Jinglan Alliance is clearly in the worst situation right now. It has the fewest troops, the smallest territory, and the most awkward geographical location, sandwiched between Beilie and Daqi. It will be unlucky no matter who starts a war.

However, she described these conditions as an inevitable trend.

Call her sophistry or call her overconfident.

His mouth alone is no less impressive than anyone else's.

Mingchen didn't laugh at her for boasting, but simply said, "Alliance Leader, not everything has to go with the flow. Even ants sometimes try to shake the heavens!"

The two really look alike.

They're the type who say one thing to one person and another to another. They'll do anything to achieve their goals.

"An ant trying to shake the heavens?"

Hong Ling Shuang curled her lip, disagreeing with Ming Chen's words: "Knowing it's impossible and still doing it is the most foolish thing."

In her twenty years of life, the statement she least agrees with is this one. Throughout her journey, she has acted opportunistically and weighed gains and losses, and all of these have been the most correct decisions she has made.

They disregard face, promises, and morality; they pursue any profit and only do what is most advantageous.

The two seemed to be just chatting, without any specific purpose.

Much of it is still about testing each other, wanting to understand each other better.

Mingchen was about to say something, but then paused.

Seemingly sensing something, he actually agreed with her: "Indeed..."

But his gaze shifted to another direction.

Subsequently,

"Wow!"

The birds’ clear chirping rang out, and a sudden gust of wind arose.

A figure fell down in front of the two of them.

It was a man, quite robust, bald, with unfriendly eyes.

"It is indeed foolish to do something that you know is impossible."

"What are you doing, bro, lurking around like that? Peeping at a pretty girl?"

Mingchen lowered his head and asked the man who had been brought there by the little bird's magic with a smile.

"Alliance leader!"

"Alliance Leader! It really is the Alliance Leader!"

The night was dark, and people's faces were gradually becoming indistinct.

As they drew nearer, the man finally saw Hong Ling Shuang's face clearly beside Ming Chen.

He didn't care about Mingchen's question, and didn't even glance at him. He just looked at Hong Ling Shuang with eager eyes, his eyes red and full of excitement.

Of course, this excitement was not due to admiration or liking, but rather to resentment, as if he had finally found an opportunity to kill his enemy.

"Go to hell!"

The dagger gleamed with a chilling light under the starlight of the night, and a flame tattoo was prominently displayed on its arm.

His smile was sinister as he suddenly charged towards Hong Ling Shuang.

But the words haven't finished yet.

"thump!"

A mysterious force surged and pulled at his legs, causing him to fall directly to the ground.

Playing with such a toy in front of Mingchen and Fuyao shows a lack of respect for them.

"Forehead……"

He couldn't even catch the dagger in his hand; it was flung away.

Clearly, this person is the same group that assassinated the executives of the Jinglan Alliance on the Sky Platform a few days ago.

The Zhuyou Gang is a gang whose mission is to kill the alliance leader and force the Jinglan Alliance to withdraw from the mainland.

Where cultures blend, rebellion is bound to arise.

It's only natural that the indigenous people would want to expel outsiders.

Hong Ling Shuang picked up the dagger he had dropped, squatted down in front of him, and quietly watched him.

Despite being the target of the assassination attempt, she remained remarkably calm, seemingly unconcerned. She simply looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why?"

"The people of Bailing City were already starving, but now that the Jinglan Alliance has arrived, they are living much better lives. They have money and food to eat."

"Now you want to rebel against me?"

"What's the point?"

"Humph!"

"Further words are useless; death is all that remains!"

This man looks like a northerner, stubborn and tough.

He turned his head to the side and did not answer Hong Ling Shuang's question.

"Hey!"

"Just death? Hahahaha, well said!"

Hong Ling Shuang still wore a smile, but her voice was icy cold: "Then you should die!"

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as the dagger plunged into the man's forehead without hesitation.

The man, his face contorted with resentment, shuddered violently, then fell silent and died without uttering another word.

The splattered blood landed on Hong Ling Shuang's trouser leg.

She kicked her legs and stood up.

It seemed like he had done something utterly ordinary.

She turned to look at Mingchen, and said with some doubt, "How strange, Mingchen! There are always some fools who knowingly do the impossible."

"Do I feed them so they'll have the strength to kill me?"

"I'm already here! I've already changed this place! Will they be better off killing me?"

Mingchen shrugged and simply said, "That's normal."

An outsider is an outsider.

Ethnic integration is a long process.

There is far too much chaos and contradiction within it.

Even after hundreds of years, it may not change.

"Mingchen, if you were in this situation, how would you handle it?"

Hong Ling Shuang is a very intelligent woman.

In terms of methods, realm of understanding, and temperament... none of them are lacking!

Logically speaking, he wouldn't have left himself with such a mess as the Zhu You Gang.

This kind of gang is different from the Blood-Clad Army uprising. The Blood-Clad Army uprising was because the people were living in misery and had reached a dead end, with no way out, so they had no choice but to rebel.

However, in Bailing City, most people are actually doing quite well, at least better than before. Many Qian Yuan citizens support the Jinglan Alliance, this outsider.

Gangs are nothing more than a group of extremists who come together to carry out terrorist attacks.

The simplest solution is violent suppression.

With the power of the Jinglan Alliance, this is actually not difficult to accomplish.

However, the reality is that the Zhu You Gang is right here, and they wield considerable power, causing quite a bit of unrest.

The night was quiet and still. The beauty stared intently at Mingchen, seemingly waiting for the answer to her question, hoping that this mysterious man could guess what was on her mind.

(End of this chapter)