The Great Seminary

Chapter 84: Emperor and Ancestor
The night is dark and windy.

Zhang Gui finally ate up all the corpses on the giant reef.

After several months of investigation.

He was already familiar with the three large slave transit points west of the Giant Snake Head Island, including Roujin City, which were spawned by the long-term slave-hunting business in South Red Island.

As for similar small and medium-sized gathering points, there are none.

After all, the distance between Giant Snake Head Island and Xihezhou is much farther than that between Giant Snake Head Island and Xihezhou.

The tangible and intangible costs of maintaining offshore gathering points are much higher.

Only a business that is large enough can succeed.

Of course, the corresponding sunk costs are also more difficult to give up.

'Digest' the dead bones of the slaves from Xihezhou.

Zhang Gui then randomly selected the luckiest tenth of the slaves who had arrived at Roujin City that day but had not yet been counted.

Using the power of the "capital" element rules to connect with the divine power, it was teleported to the Guiyang Palace Square in Shangshishijing.

Similar operations are already familiar.

Song Huawen, the white paper fan from the makeshift group "True Dragon Empire", personally led people to take away hundreds of confused slaves from Nanchizhou to do the so-called "basic civic education".

Zhang Guize ran into the bedroom without delay.

Jumped into the pool filled with a large amount of herbs.

The kerosene in the ditches around the pool was ignited.

The kerosene made from whale blubber was filled with ore.

Under the burning flames, it soon turned red.

At this moment, Zhang Gui was opening his mouth to inhale the flames;
While opening the pores of the skin all over the body, it absorbs the fine stream of water in the pool that has been soaked in herbs and turned into emerald green.

Seeing that the ore was burned, he grinned and grabbed the red ore with his bare hands and rubbed it hard on his body.

After a while, the fontanelle on his head opened, and black slurry gushed out, turning into a fungal mat.

The densely packed and piled corpses on the carpet, which seemed real and unreal, rolled slowly.

In this way, the last bit of soul essence of hundreds and thousands of dead people was slowly squeezed out.

The volatile light flickers.

About two hours later, Song Huawen, who had recovered his appearance to that of a middle-aged man, strolled into the bedroom.

Seeing the hellish scene inside, he didn't care at all.

He just avoided the overly hot flames and reported loudly from a distance:

“Your Majesty, the 737 new citizens we accepted tonight have been temporarily settled.

Although there are still few who can read, they are all very docile.

Say what you say.

During the final question-and-answer session, not a single hand was raised.”

"It turns out that new citizens who were born as slaves are the easiest to educate and assimilate.

Even though the people of Nanchizhou speak a similar language to us, they look slightly different.

He looks a bit like an Indian, but that's okay, at least the skin color is similar.

It’s just that the weather is hot there, so he got a little tanned, but fortunately, his base is not as dark as that of black people.

Of course, I'm not being discriminatory, but it's just that everyone has different aesthetic preferences."

Hearing Zhang Gui say some strange things again, Old Song said strangely:
"Your Majesty, where in the four continents of the Earth are there Indians?
Where are the black people?

I’ll have to come and have a look at it later.”

Zhang Gui laughed heartily and said:
“You probably won’t find that.

There is no possibility of finding it.

Let’s get down to business.

After finding the three slave trading hubs of Xihezhou on the island, the problem of short-term population growth in our Zhenlong Kingdom has been completely solved.

If I don't care about anything else and just focus on making money, I can make at least 2,500 good young men every day on average.

If you are not a strong laborer, you can't survive there.

However, a fixed number of citizens in a country is very important, but what is more critical is the quality of the citizens.

Now I feel like I'm being a bit too aggressive, I should slow down. What do you think, Lord Song?"

“The King loves to win by playing it safe, so whatever he thinks is naturally right.

What's more, now in our Zhenlong Kingdom, the proportion of Song and Ming people, no, it should be Dongshengzhou people, is less than one-third.

There is something wrong with that.”

Zhang Gui grinned and waved his hands, saying:
"When Emperor Xuanyuan, the first ancestor of our Dongsheng Continent, was not yet born.

There is no such concept as 'Dongsheng people' in the world.

It is he who conquers all his enemies,

After turning the nobles, commoners, and slaves of other national tribes into their own people, they were collectively called "Dongsheng people."

Now I named the country I created "True Dragon".

I regard those who agree with my philosophy as 'true dragon people'.

What's wrong with that?

So I don’t have any of your concerns.”

Song Huawen has recently felt that he has gotten to know Zhang Gui very well.

But after hearing these words, I suddenly felt that my understanding was still superficial.

After a moment of silence, he said:
"Your Majesty, this is the first time I've met someone who compares himself to Emperor Xuanyuan and still feels normal.

What's even more strange is that ever since I set foot on the land of True Dragon, I have always felt that you are a humble, peaceful person who knows how to restrain yourself.

Hearing your extremely arrogant self-description just now should have broken this impression.

But I don't know why, but I feel from the bottom of my heart that you are not arrogant.

In this case, let me continue to follow you.

Let’s see if I can eventually become the second Dachang!”

Dachang now refers to the flags used by the emperors of the major countries in Dongsheng Continent to offer sacrifices to heaven.

The sun and moon painted on the flag are black and white, symbolizing the rotation of yin and yang.

In ancient times, it referred to Taichang, an important official under Emperor Xuanyuan.

This is also the so-called "the holy emperor governs with ease, and the prime minister regulates yin and yang", the "prime minister" in this allusion.

Old Song's praise and self-praise made Zhang Gui burst into laughter.

At this time, Sang Gui, the first general of the Zhenlong Kingdom’s army, also walked into the bedroom.

Without even looking at Song Huawen, he asked Zhang Gui respectfully:
"My king, the Little New Year is coming soon. Should we prepare to recruit new soldiers?"

Zhang Gui nodded and said:

“Of course.

And the number of new recruits must be one-tenth of the conscription-age population in our Zhenlong country on the day of conscription.

If there are not enough officers, they will be selected from the outstanding soldiers recruited in the previous round.

Well, don't limit yourself to just those one hundred stone corpses.

Even though there is a huge gap in quality between ordinary people and single stone corpse warriors, we still have to create a few examples of those who come from behind and surpass them.

Now I can get thousands of corpses every day in the three slave cities west of our Giant Serpent Head Island.

After packing it with the original power, Shen Cong developed and digested a small part of it, and saved the rest for refining ten- and hundred-stone corpse soldiers in the future.

Now in our Zhenlong Kingdom, only you and Duke Song are Hundred-Stone Corpse Soldiers.

The next step is to select professional soldiers through conscription as the population base increases.

In the future, warriors who will participate in the national war will start as single stone corpse soldiers.

Ten-stone and one-hundred-stone corpse soldiers will also become the norm."

Such a plan undoubtedly expanded the military power of the True Dragon Kingdom.

Sang Gui was naturally very happy.

When establishing a country on an offshore island, the country will only be truly stable if it has strong military power.

Therefore, Song Huawen also strongly agreed with Zhang Gui's strategy of strengthening the army.

The two men bowed together and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

(End of this chapter)