Doctor, I'm really strong!

Chapter 126: Amiya's Dream

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Dreams represent a combination of reality and fantasy; everyone dreams.

Sweet, bitter, passionate, terrifying—the world of dreams always feels novel, adding a unique touch to mundane life.

In the stillness of the night, Amiya drifted off to sleep.

From Rhodes Island to Steelgrad, the little leader has grown a lot, or rather, she was forced to grow faster under Liu Jiuli's arrangement. There was no other way; after all, she was in that position. Liu Jiuli is a very pragmatic person. No matter what you did before, you have to bear the corresponding responsibilities in that position. Since Amiya inherited Theresa's dream, inherited the Kazdel monarchy, and even something more mysterious, she must have the ability to match it.

With great power comes great responsibility; power and responsibility should be commensurate.

Although it's tough, Amiya loves her life now. Feeling the happiness radiating from the streets, Amiya feels that all her efforts have been worthwhile.

However, he has recently encountered some minor troubles. Although Liu Jiuli says that "he can't rest yet," he basically goes to the government department every night to take a look. Except for those on duty, everyone else is told to go home and rest. No malicious overtime is allowed. If you can't even rest, how can you work properly?

Amiya, of course, must also strictly adhere to the eight-hour workday, unless there are special circumstances.

The only person with the privilege of working overtime is Liu Jiuli. When he gets busy, he often forgets the time. He starts working at eight o'clock, looks up and finds it's only six o'clock. How did the time go backward? I never experienced such a dramatic time when I was playing with Dyson balls.

The doctor is a very gentle person.

A warm bed always has a sealing effect, and sweet dreams are unforgettable, but today's dream is a little different.

"This is?"

Amiya found herself suspended in mid-air, with herself sleeping below.

Could this be the legendary astral projection?

No, to be precise, it was a dream similar to an out-of-body experience, but in the dream, I could also see what was happening in the real world. In short, it was quite magical.

Driven by curiosity, Amiya flew out of her room and onto the street.

It was already 2 a.m. Apart from the stalls that were open at night, two-thirds of the city's functions had gone into hibernation, and many residential areas were also dark.

Amiya easily found Liu Jiuli's house. The surrounding area was completely dark, but the lights in this small villa were still on, indicating that the owner had not yet gone to bed.

"What is the doctor doing?"

Driven by curiosity, Amiya flew towards Liu Jiuli's room, but the instant she passed through, countless sounds, like whispers from the subspace, engulfed her.

Everything happened so suddenly that Amiya almost lost herself, but after a brief period of noise, she realized that the voices were harmless and were just telling her something.

"If only the leader were a demon king."

"He will lead us to new prosperity."

"Why isn't the leader Sarkaz?"

"The Demon King, the Demon King we acknowledge."

What's going on? What happened? These voices are... the voices of the Sarkaz.

You can feel their support and praise, as well as their eager expectations.

Amiya regained her composure and looked at Liu Jiuli, who was working. She was shocked to discover that Liu Jiuli was surrounded by dark golden...lines?

Just then, Liu Jiuli suddenly hummed in agreement, then looked up and met Amiya's gaze.

In an instant, the dream collapsed, and Amiya sat up abruptly in bed.

Is this...is this really a dream?

At the same time, Liu Jiuli frowned and looked at the things in front of him. Just now, it seemed like something was watching him, but it disappeared in an instant. Was it just his imagination?

No, no, no, it can't be an illusion, there must be something there.

Based on the experience of countless animations, movies, and horror films, anyone who thinks it's an illusion when encountering something like this in a supernatural world has basically set a flag for themselves, and they're about to suffer. So there must have been something there just now, but it disappeared after you discovered it.

So this is Schrödinger's spy, right? And it even has quantum collapse.

Never mind, I can't figure it out right now, but I'll make a note of it for now, maybe I'll encounter it again in the future.

The next morning, Amiya decided to talk to Kal'tsit about it.

Because it was so strange, she felt she had to talk to Kal'tsit about it. When she arrived at Kal'tsit's office, she found that W had already led Mudrock inside.

Are you here for a medical checkup?

"Old lynx, I have something to ask you."

"Have you forgotten even the most basic manners?"

"It's a very important matter, concerning Sarkaz and His Highness."

Upon hearing this, Amiya, who was standing at the door, instinctively stopped her right hand, which was about to knock.

Upon hearing W's words, Kal'tsit's expression turned serious, and she turned to look at the two of them: "Is this why you (W) brought her (Mudrock) here?"

"That's right, Mudstone, could you please repeat what happened yesterday?"

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Mudrock was dragged here early in the morning because it was said to be a very important matter concerning the entire Sarkaz. Seeing how serious she was, Mudrock took leave and came with her to Kal'tsit (Rhodes Island is currently docked at Steelgrove).

After hearing Mudrock's description, Kal'tsit frowned deeply and entered a state of serious thought.

After a long silence, Kal'tsit said, "This is the bloodline resonance between the Sarkaz."

W: "What kind of resonance?"

Kal'tsit: "Simply put, there is a kind of hidden connection between the Sarkaz. This connection is not as close as that between the Sarkaz, but it does exist. When the empathy of this connection is strong enough, it will have a corresponding effect."

W shook his head and said, "I don't understand, but I want to know, is there any possibility that guy (Liu Jiuli) could become the Demon King?"

Kal'tsit looked at him like he was an idiot: "The Demon King's recognition comes from the Sarkaz bloodline. Does Liu Jiuli have any relation to the Sarkaz whatsoever?"

W: "No, but the problem now is that some Sarkaz have started to think that way, and they've already developed a certain tendency to split. You can't say that it has no impact."

Kal'tsit shook her head and said, "The more specific impact depends on the situation. This is the first time I've heard of something like this, but..."

At this moment, Kal'tsit thought of Amiya, whose situation was also very complicated. The bloodline of the Sarkaz Demon Lord seemed to be more than just bloodline. If this bloodline came from recognition, wouldn't that mean that anyone recognized by the vast majority of Sarkaz could become a Demon Lord?

So does this inheritance come from bloodline, recognition, or something else?

She didn't understand. Even after living for so long, she still didn't understand. All research requires looking beyond the surface to understand the essence. This was something she was doing for the first time.

Just kidding, does this riddle about a fierce lynx actually work out?

Amiya, who was outside the door, heard everything clearly. Combining this with the dream she had just finished, she made a bold guess.

The so-called Demon King may not be related by bloodline, but by something deeper, and this essence is actually very simple.

Section 127: The Fourth Natural Disaster at Work

(Second update, (～￣▽￣)～, I did it! Where are everyone's rewards? (?ω?))

A good life starts with breakfast.

As a native of Northeast China, Liu Jiuli's breakfast must include fried dough sticks and soy milk. When neither is available, he has congee with preserved egg and lean pork and soy milk, or perhaps a glass of milk. Milk tea is also acceptable, as the sugar and oil can make him feel happy.

At this time, one can also look at some documents, mainly proposals from Duma representatives. These people usually travel among the people, collect various opinions and suggestions, and then report them to the higher authorities. In addition, there are online suggestion boxes where people can express their opinions. These opinions are then categorized and sent to various departments for reference. Liu Jiuli also reviews these opinions when he has free time, achieving communication between higher and lower levels without intermediaries.

If possible, the emperor would not want a gentry class to profit from the price difference between himself and the common people. However, one person certainly cannot manage such a large country. Several intermediaries must be in charge, and the middle part is also the place most prone to corruption.

Liu Jiuli was very wary of this. He could tell from the suggestion app in each resident's hand that the app was directly managed by Yueying. Others couldn't even find the network line, let alone destroy it. Even if you had the app on your phone and the information you sent could indeed reach the Heavenly Court, those who wanted to obstruct it couldn't find any communication signal or address.

Therefore, this system was also called "Phantom," to the point that the bureaucrats who were reported believed that the app was actually fake, and that the real whistleblower was the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which appeared out of nowhere.

Indeed, the Ministry of the Interior is very motivated to catch corrupt officials. Catching one will earn you at least a second-class merit, and if you crack a spy case, a first-class merit is within reach. Even if you only get a third-class merit, the bonus is still very attractive.

Coupled with Liu Jiuli's sustainable, exploitative management model of "if one bureaucrat is arrested, the whole family suffers," the Red Guards' administrative structure remains relatively clean, at least for the time being.

Three-legged dogs are hard to find, but there are plenty of people who want to be officials. Don't take yourself too seriously. The earth can still turn without the sun. Are you more important than the sun?

But a clean government doesn't mean there won't be troublemakers among the people.

I, Liu Jiuli, have lived a life of good deeds and virtue, yet I always encounter suggestions that leave me feeling utterly bewildered.

Duma representatives walk among the people, but people have interests and tendencies. Simply put, it's more appealing to the industrial and commercial bourgeoisie than to support the proletariat who don't benefit much.

Thus, the Duma delegates became petty bourgeoisie, because they were not strictly civil servants. Therefore, it was natural for ordinary people to exchange gifts, for someone to buy a painting at a high price, and for them to intermarry.

To put it bluntly, wherever there are people, there is a social hierarchy, intertwined interests, and mutual alliances. No matter how perfect an organization is at the beginning, as time goes by, new vested interests will emerge within the organization. They will then use their power to unite with other classes. Once the network of interests is formed, please refer to the Soviet Union's decline.

Liu Jiuli has always been very vigilant about this matter, especially the corruption of the administrative team by these people.

Because Duma representatives have the right to propose motions and vote on high-level decisions, coupled with their special status, they have been pushed up by business groups. Even though the business groups in Steelgrad and Future Science City are still very weak, with most being small businesses, they will seek more power after making money. After all, making money through market competition is not as quick as making money through privilege and monopoly.

Whether he likes it or not, Liu Jiuli has to face the reality that Duma representatives are being rapidly courted by other high-interest groups. For example, some have already expressed the hope that the government will have more freedom in drug control and reduce doctors' treatment costs.

It sounds like there's nothing wrong with it, right?

But what this Duma representative really wants is for the government to relax regulations on low-addiction drugs, which you can understand as legalizing marijuana leaves.

There are also those who ostensibly say "we need assisted reproductive technology and more advanced reproductive technologies," but actually want to promote "surrogacy."

These people all appeared righteous, carrying flags and shouting slogans, but in reality, their ideologies were all about business. When Liu Jiuli saw these proposals, all he could think about was "how many steps it takes to turn a person into soap," "I heard that the environment in Siberia is good for people," "the copper room in the Sun Prison is vacant again," and "the Gulag Hotel is waiting for a vacancy."

But in the end, he did not deal with these people.

Giving those capitalists some seemingly exploitable "loopholes" is not bad. Problems that are exposed are always smaller than those that are hidden. Let those people jump out and stir up trouble. The masses will be shocked by their performance, fully recognize their true colors, and then spontaneously boycott them, calling on the government to take action and then crush them with one blow.

Just as vaccines strengthen the human immune system, the awakening of the people is the nation's immune system. Keeping these controllable wastes as vaccines will only make them understand what a benevolent father's smile is if they try to get out of control.

We recently started a farm, and they're short-handed there.

However, it's true that these junk items are not very obedient. Could we develop a technology for modifying them into slave machines? At least that would make them easier and faster to manage, and we could use them until they are scrapped without worry.

Flipping through the documents and calming his pounding blood pressure, Liu Jiuli quickly discovered a new key point.

This document comes from the Duma representative of the City of the Future Science City. He hopes to develop the cultural and entertainment industry to enrich the spiritual life of the general public, and he cited the Dragon Gate Idol Concert as an example.

There's nothing wrong with culture and entertainment, as long as it doesn't turn into the decadent Beatles style or entertainment to the death. A positive and uplifting cultural environment can guide people in the right direction.

The key is how to guide and lead, just like the gap between the state-owned and private animation industries.

Historical experience tells us that if you don't occupy the propaganda front, the enemy will.

Culture is the bullet of propaganda; the pen must be held tightly, as its destructive power can be no less than that of an atomic bomb. The key is to be careful of whether there are hidden enemies within the organization; if an enemy were to appear like the one at Honnoji Temple, that would be extremely serious.

This situation hasn't occurred in the Red Guards yet. If it does, Liu Jiuli can simply use the Ministry of Internal Affairs to resolve it.