I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Do you like joking? Go ahead and castrate him and throw him into a red light district to be a young lady. I heard that Fliss's technology is very reliable, so turning you into a beautiful girl will fulfill your dream, right? Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a man love you every night? "

Xibeke knelt down with a pop, his head hitting the ground with a loud clang.

"Boss Cheng, you have a lot of money, please spare me once, you can kill me!"

The fall of the pure love warrior.

Huh, there will probably be a series of books in the future, Cheng Rang thought.

"Hey, don't worry, I was just joking. Look, do they think so?" Cheng Rang waved his hand and looked around.

Sibok quickly raised his head and looked at the other senior officials sitting around the long table.

No one looked directly at him.

Cheng Rang asked again: "Do you think I'm joking?"

Still no one answered.

In Xibek's desperate eyes, Cheng Rang decided, "Okay, that's it! Someone come~"

A small armed group filed outside the door. Now the highest command of the entire Fulis has changed hands after a vote of all senior officials, with eleven votes in favor and one abstention.

"Let's take our Lord Sebek out and enjoy himself."

"yes."

Under the silver-white cold mask, the mechanical obedience makes people feel physically and mentally comfortable.

"No, don't!! Just kill me, you lunatic!"

Sibok was dragged out of the hall by the armed group, and his heart-rending screams gradually faded away.

Cheng Rang sat firmly in his seat and smiled disdainfully.

"Yes, I'm a madman...so are there any questions?"

The entire hall was silent, and everyone was avoiding their gaze.

"Very good, then..."

Bang, Cheng Rang clapped his hands, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they were being amnesty——

"Meeting dismissed."

Chapter 49: Let’s visit Hakoden!

The holographic projections around the long table disappeared one by one, and then the defense system was reset, and bright lights once again illuminated the magnificent hall.

Cheng Rang stepped off the table and the boss's chair with wheels slid to the wine rack. He randomly selected a bottle among the many unseen drinks on the shelf and tasted it.

"Not bad, this guy knows how to enjoy himself." He came to this conclusion.

When Cheng Rang was almost ready to go back, there was a knock on the hall door again.

"Enter."

The door opened in response, and a group of medical team members dressed in white filed in pushing a cage. The cage contained the lizard man named Aling from before.

"Mr. Cheng, according to the principle of order succession, Xiboke's order has been completed. The operation of death row prisoner No. 16 has been completed. She will leave it to you to decide the follow-up matters."

With a thick restraining collar around his neck, Aling looked confused and glanced around at the somewhat familiar surroundings.

"Hey...what's going on? Am I dead?"

Cheng Rang waved for the others to step back and walked to the cage where Aling was imprisoned.

"Yes, you did have a bullet through the back of your head. You're dead, but not completely dead."

".....Who are you?"

Cheng Rang touched his cheek and said suddenly: "Oh, I was the masked follower holding a knife with Xiao Mo and his team before. Now I just took off the mask. How about it? Don't you recognize me handsome?"

Ah Ling was too lazy to pay attention to the second half of Cheng Rang's words, which could be called narcissistic. She had different aesthetic values ​​from humans. It was only after hearing the name "Xiao Mo" that her expression fluctuated a little.

"Xiao Mo, did she escape?"

"Yes, she made it home."

"That's good..." Aling relaxed and leaned against the corner of the cage in a comfortable position, "Now that they have resurrected me, I'm afraid it's because I still have value to Flis... Really, even if you die, you won’t be able to live in peace.”

Cheng Rang smiled slightly and said: "It seems that you don't know what happened yet, but it doesn't matter. After all, no one expected that things happened so fast."

"What....?"

"I thought that the senior management of Fulis were all men with backbone. They would rather die than surrender because they had the support of the Old God behind them. But I didn't expect that it only took less than thirty minutes for Fulis. The boss behind the scenes changed his name.”

Cheng Rang gave a thumbs up to himself, "Yes, it's me!"

"..."

Ah Ling was silent at first, then slowly opened his eyes, his mouth and head tilted at the same time: "——Huh?!"

With a clang, one side of the heavy cage was cut off and fell to the ground. The next second, the shackles that bound the neck and hands were also released at the same time, and they fell to the ground with weak electric sparks.

"Don't you understand? I rebelled and succeeded in seizing power. Now the whole of Forlis is under my control."

"No, wait... aren't you just a follower! Am I still dreaming? I must be dead..."

Cheng Rang was helpless

He shook his head, waved his hand and snapped his fingers a few times.

The door opened, and a manager in a silver mask walked in and bowed to Cheng Rang respectfully.

"Mr. Cheng, do you have any orders?"

"Well, do a pole dance for me. The more you twist, the better."

"As commanded."

The silver-faced manager took the order without hesitation, and then his precise movements began to move gracefully around the "air steel pipe" like a machine.

Ah Ling's jaw dropped to the ground on the spot, he rubbed his eyes, and kept mumbling: "It's over, I must be crazy... Being shot in the brain will definitely make things abnormal."

The manager's "graceful" pole dance is still going on, and Cheng Rang won't listen until he says to stop. An obedient subordinate like this is a worry-free thing.

"Of course you are right, and it is also a reality now. As for the specific process, you don't need to ask..."

Cheng Rang did not stop Aling from putting his hand in his mouth and biting her, and continued to announce to her who took a breath of air: "You are free. In addition, I have abolished Fulis's Slave Trade Act, and now everyone is free." The slave traders in Forlis are either running away or turning into stars in the universe together with the blown-up spaceship."

“The Slave Act was repealed?!”

"Yes, although I can only govern the area of ​​Flis now, as a large flea market in the multiverse, the slave trade that has lost a lot of demand will probably suffer huge losses... Maybe my words will Maybe half the universe will be offended." Although he said this, Cheng Rang didn't show any concern at all and just shrugged with a relaxed expression.

"No! You...you have made a very great decision. You must have saved far more families and people than you have offended. They will definitely come to support your wise decision!"

There were originally many galaxies and planets that opposed slavery, but because Friss refused to communicate with them because of the legalization of the slave trade, I am afraid that the number of customers will not decrease but increase, and the reputation and money will be harvested.

But on the other hand, there will certainly be no shortage of troublemakers.

Thinking that maybe he couldn't just leave, Cheng Rang felt a little confused.

Who else can look after the situation for me now... and who has to work voluntarily?

The selection of candidates is a problem. Firstly, the strength must be acceptable to oneself. Secondly, one must be absolutely trustworthy. Thirdly, there must be enough time to govern this place.

After holding his chin and thinking hard for a long time, Cheng Rang finally thought of a perfect candidate when he glanced back and forth at the system interface.

--Herself.

Yes, "her" herself.

"Aling, just wait for me and I'll be back as soon as I go!"

"Huh? Oh..."

Cheng Rang walked quickly past the manager who was still twisting his body against the air steel pipe and said to him: "Stop jumping and come with me."

"yes."

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Hakoba Nishi Ward**

**Outer Gate - Community: "Lebra" Station.

"I am bored!"

In the guild hall decorated in a Western medieval style, a petite figure with brown hair and blue eyes was putting his feet on the table in front of him in an unladylike manner, raising his head and shouting.

"Has it been a hundred years? Or is it two hundred years... Speaking of which, the time for holding the Birth of Hope Festival is still too short!"

Gracefield ruffled his hair, swinging back and forth on the chair like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

The reason why it's so boring is because a month ago, the large-scale gathering "Hope Birth Festival" held here came to a successful conclusion.

Hakoba Higashi Ward**

**The NoName members from the outer sect came all the way here to participate, and everyone had a great time.

In the final gift competition, the prize was "Retrieval of Lost Memory", and in the end, Gracefield successfully lost the competition due to Gracefield's amazing acting skills.

The team NoName, which was predetermined from the beginning of the draw, won.

It's just that the development of things seems to be a bit counterproductive... Everyone remembered a lot of forgotten things again, but Cheng Rang seems to be the one who can remember...

"It's none of my business...I've tried my best." Gracefield scratched his cheek with wandering eyes, wondering if that guy would just kill him if he came back.

No, no, no, maybe he wouldn't do it to kill himself. Maybe he would drag his delicate and weak self to be a coolie for the rest of his life? Brewing the blue of resonance for him day and night...

"Sir Phil, there is someone visiting outside."

The sudden knock on the door, accompanied by the calls of community members, made Gracefield jump up from his chair and sit up straight.

"Ah, here we come, who is it?"

"He said he was also a member of Lebra but did not wear the community crest."

"Oh, then let him in~~get out!" What Gracefield originally wanted to say was rejected by his brain in an instant, and the words turned around a few times before blurting out.

"It's late, I'm coming in~"

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”

When Cheng Rang's smiling face peeked in from the crack of the door, the girl behind the table not far away had a wonderful expression as if she had seen a ghost. She screamed and hugged the back of the chair and jumped up. The boss's chair rotated like an exhibition hand. Just hang it and rotate it.

"The Blue of Resonance is gone. Don't even think about snatching one of my mother's pieces again."

Order something! Get out of here! "

Chapter 50 "Reunion" with NoName

"Devoted Blade of Hope! (Gift: Devoted Blade of Hope!)"

Following the release of Graysfield's Noble Phantasm (Fog), a long black knife flew forward and penetrated hard, making him want to snatch the blade away with his bare hands, and hit him right in the head.

Pfft——!

【HP-**

**! (Critical hit)]

One billion dollars, worthy of me!

Bangdang...!

Cheng Rang, who had a knife stuck in his forehead, fell backwards and fell straight to the ground. Within half a second, he raised his hand again, grasped the blade of the knife and pulled it out from his head.

"Good guy, you are so rude, you are not afraid of killing me with a knife."

"Fart, I already knew you couldn't die. The novice's long knife is still hanging on your waist. You can cut it as you want!" Grace Feier raised his hand and the black long knife flew away from Cheng Rang's control and flew towards her. Go and be held firmly in the palm of your hand.

"This knife avenges you for stealing my wine... By the way, how did you get here?"

I have to say that it feels quite wonderful to reminisce with myself. Phil sat down again, propped up his chin and looked at Cheng Rang in front of him.

"Why are you looking so carefully? Are you missing my handsome face?"

Phil immediately turned pale and made a retching gesture: "Ugh, isn't it? Why are you so narcissistic after I haven't seen you for several years?"

"It's just a joke to liven up the atmosphere. How about it? Isn't it fun to stay here?"