Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

Not long after, the highly respected Grand Tutor finally presented "The World is White" as he wished.

After the dishes were served, the two old fellows, Zhenlong and Taishi, performed a good show of harmony between the monarch and his subjects in front of all the civil and military officials.

All the civil and military officials were so moved that they were stunned. Just as their emotions were almost aroused, the real dragon finally showed its fangs.

The True Dragon shouted loudly, "So, my dear ministers, is what the Grand Master said beneficial to the prosperity of the Great Yan Kingdom?"

The officials below nodded in agreement.

But this group of people did not admire the Grand Tutor from the bottom of their hearts, but because the sticks of the guards behind them were too thick and too black.

If I dare to say no, I'm afraid I won't see the sun tomorrow after I finish my meal.

The reason why he acted out such a drama was that Zhenlong really didn't want to do anything too extreme.

Tonight is the last chance, so let's speak openly.

If you want to quit, please quit as soon as possible. I can let you retire and return home tomorrow.

Besides, there are foreign guests watching here, so even internationally they cannot say that I am cruel.

Huang Cao also knew that he was not really here to eat for free, and the guy sitting up there must have some ulterior motive.

As expected, it turned out that he was eyeing his own international influence. Even if later historians portrayed Zhenlong as a cruel and inhumane tyrant, he could at least find a little bit of reputation in Utopia.

At least there aren't all kinds of unofficial histories flying around.

Never mind, at least the food is delicious.

Zhenlong looked at the two people working hard to eat below the stage, and a sense of helplessness rose in the corner of his eyes.

Okay, I think I'm a little hungry too.

If there is any time of the year when a real dragon cannot eat enough, it is definitely tonight.

Because these officials really have no tact.

Sometimes, at the Hundred Treasures Banquet in the past, Zhenlong would just pick up a piece of meat and before he put it in his mouth, a minister would automatically appear under the table with a memorial, saying he wanted to add another one.

Every time at this time, his expression was helpless.

Can people eat properly?

But this was the law passed down from generation to generation and he had no choice but to hold his breath.

Is there something that cannot be said in court and must be said while I’m eating?

Does talking while eating reflect your integrity?

Zhenlong had never seen these ministers so brave in the court before.

Fortunately, we can have a good meal this year, because after the intimidation of the imperial guards just now, the ministers below are like turtles who only know how to eat.

After the uneventful banquet of a hundred delicacies, Zhenlong, who had been the emperor for decades, finally had a full meal at this banquet.

At the same time, he secretly hoped that his son, who would have succeeded him, would also have enough to eat.

In theory, Huangcao and Shu should be ready to leave after the banquet, and Zhenlong has no intention of forcing them to stay.

But Shu always cared about the people of Dayan.

"Acao, can you give me a few more reminders?" Shu pleaded with his head down while eating.

As the god of Dahuang City, she has always deeply loved the people living on this land.

Although bumper harvests and scarcity often occurred in the Great Northern Wilderness, large-scale starvation and death never occurred because of the millet.

But Acao had just told himself that the Great Yan court did not seem to take the previous letter seriously.

"The lifespan of ordinary people has not changed much, but Yan Country is about to enter an era of disaster."

The annoying Sarkaz pigeon is still chasing me!

"Forget it. You're my beloved, so theoretically I shouldn't be so nosy."

Huang Cao lowered his head, and Shu understood what he meant and stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek.

"With my wife's love, I feel much better when talking to the old man. Let's go back to Brother Yu's restaurant and wait, but I can't guarantee success."

After bidding farewell to her husband, Shu returned to her room in Yu Hotel and made a phone call to her sister Xi who was thousands of miles away.

Xi: Sister? Is there something wrong?

Shu: I heard that you have a lot of cheongsams in your wardrobe, could you lend me one to try on?

Xi: I can lend it to you, but Sister Shu, your figure doesn’t match mine.

Shu: Sometimes you don’t need to say things so clearly, it’s enough to just know it. So can you draw one for me?

Xi: I suddenly remembered that I seem to have a slim-fitting cheongsam in my closet, which is used to highlight the body shape. I'll look for it.

Xi, who was lying on the bed hugging a pillow, moved her legs to the wardrobe and picked out a cheongsam that was obviously much smaller.

This cheongsam is obviously a woman's, but there is a green nameplate on the right chest of the dress with two words embroidered on it: Huangcao.

If you focus your attention on the big bed where Xi just lay, you will find that it is covered with various colorful comics.

Judging from the covers of these comics, the female characters have their own merits, whether they are supporting roles or protagonists, they are all played by Xi herself or Shu, but the male protagonist always has only one face.

Meanwhile, the pillows on the bed in the room were still emitting a faint golden glow, continuing to bring more peaceful sleep to the beautiful girl.

Chapter 370 The Cyber ​​Ghost Says I Don’t Want to Bear This Burden Anymore

After saying goodbye to Shu, Huangcao arrived at the meeting hall of the palace without any obstacles, and successfully met the real dragon who was still eating.

"Little boy, do you remember the letter I sent you before?"

The real dragon was not angry at being called a little kid. After all, the person in front of him was an immortal, and it was not too rude to call him a child.

"Mr. Huang, I've read your letter. After research at the Tianshi Mansion, the probability of a natural disaster in that area is less than 5%. Constructing defensive measures is simply too expensive, and our country currently doesn't have sufficient funds."

This isn't sensitive information, and with Utopia's infiltration capabilities, they could find it if they wanted to.

So what Zhenlong said is true. Due to the accelerated industrialization process in the country, there is really no money to deal with a natural disaster that seems unlikely to happen.

He has sent all the Taoist priests from the Taoist Temple to conduct surveys. Even if the evil spirits and monsters in the wilderness are included, the incidence of natural disasters in the area circled by Mr. Huang is less than 5%.

Moreover, because the disaster-stricken area was so vast, the survey work of the Tianshi Mansion was extremely difficult. It took five years of calculations to reach this conclusion.

Moreover, most of these areas are industrial centers, but if Mr. Huang can remind himself two years in advance that a disaster will occur next year, the real dragon will be willing to move away even if the probability is only 1%.

But there is only one year left, how do we move these equipment?

At the same time, a large number of people had to be reassigned to work, and there were also many bandits on the road.

Yan State’s current feudal bureaucratic system is unable to withstand such high-load operation, and it is possible that something might go wrong.

That's why the real dragon places his hopes on this 5% probability.

"If Mr. Huang could have informed me two years in advance, I would have insisted on going against everyone's objections. But you just said that the time limit is only one year, and it may not happen, right?"

Huang Cao didn't say anything, just sighed heavily.

"It will definitely happen. If you are willing to believe me, I can still make amends as much as possible and perhaps save a few lives."

"The problem isn't scarcity, but inequality. You should understand this principle better than I do. Is it really bound to happen? I don't think what you said is necessarily correct."

Doubt, the Great Flame True Dragon was undoubtedly suspicious of Huang Cao, and it was very reasonable.

After all, the matter is of great importance and we will never start a war just because of someone's one-sided statement.

"I hope you won't regret the decision you made today." Huang Cao shook his head and left without saying anything.

It is difficult to persuade him with kind words. The emperor will not abandon the original arrangement because of the prediction of an outsider.

After all, there is really no evidence to show that it will definitely happen. Perhaps this is Utopia's conspiracy?

[Laupu, will a natural disaster erupt in the heart of the Great Flame?]

On the way back, Huang Cao once again caught the cyber ghost peeping from the sky.

"Haven't you already noticed? The little animals' wonderful toys have accumulated a large amount of Originium. An explosion is inevitable sooner or later. Are you asking me to help move the calamity cloud away?"

[Friendly reminder: the probability of an explosion measured by these small animals is 15%, but the number reported to their leader is 10% lower.]

This is why the Cyber ​​Ghost is so distrustful of the Terran animals. They are still concealing the truth at this time.

"You're overthinking it. I'm just lamenting the limitations of the times. There are many large granaries in the heart of Yan Country, and these grains will soon be lost."

"Also, I'm just verifying my hypothesis. In the coming year, I'll probably have to expand my influence again."

"My suggestion is that you quickly unify all the forces on this land. I will then pass the burden on to you. You should know what kind of enemies the previous civilization encountered, right?"

"Why do you put all your hopes on me?"

[Your power does not belong to this universe, but it has demonstrated an astonishing suppressive power over Originium and all things in the world. Is this reason sufficient?]

Do you really think I'm a fool?

Precious had been suspicious for a long time, and her eyes never left the yellow grass except when she was teasing her cat.

Linguists are also considered a type of science, and the power of yellow grass is truly incredible.

The cyber ghost searched through the databases of previous civilizations but found no similar records. Even the known rules of the universe could not be applied to him.

It's really a ghost!

We can even make a bold assumption that even loggers would find it difficult to have an impact on it.

It’s not that Mr. Huang can kill him instantly, but the main thing is that he can’t die. Besides, who knows what other special abilities this guy has.

For example, the terrifying ability of prediction, although this guy's intelligence level needs to be improved.

But longevity is a good thing, and you can learn it slowly when you encounter crises in the future.

Since he is completely out of the physical laws of this universe, Huang Cao's power can only come from outside.

As a scientist, Priss's wisdom and scientific literacy may not be as good as the doctor's, but his strength can be regarded as T1 level in the previous civilization.

[Perhaps we can release the doctor. She might have the ability to develop your power, but unfortunately, now is not the time.]

"Could it be that you can't pull out the nail?"

"You know this too? I'm seriously wondering if you were born over a hundred years ago. Could you be some old monster who survived from ancient times?"

"Come on, you're more than old enough to be my ancestor in the tree. Don't try to act young. By the way, is the doctor still buried in Rem Billiton?"

[The location is indeed still there, but unfortunately she broke her promise.]

"One of you is doing something tricky, and the other is releasing the cat. You two are also gods."

[Now the cat has been thoroughly educated by you, and you've found a home for her. She won't bother the doctor anymore.]

[Speaking of which, don't you get tired of your daily affection with these animals? I really should show you what they used to look like.]

"Then according to your thinking, playing games with the little animals every day can be considered a heavy taste video. And if I don't enjoy the beauty, then the Originium beautification pack mentioned above would be in vain."

[Tsk, it's nothing but pink skulls]

"Your bust isn't big, but your tone is quite firm."

"If you're jealous, just be jealous. Don't use the name of civilization or nobility. Release the doctor and see if she'll end up in Columbia's Film Community."

The cyber ghost was speechless and left after saying a few shameless words.

Huang Cao returned home and told Shu about his conversation with Zhenlong.

Shu sighed, "That's right. As the ruler of a country, it's impossible for me to completely trust outsiders. After all, the court doesn't even trust us, let alone you, Acao."

Since that guy didn't want to listen, there was nothing Shu could do.

She has done everything she can, and what happens next is up to others.

"Acao, you must have worked hard on this trip. Do you think this cheongsam looks good?"

Putting her hands on the man's face, Shu pressed her soft body against him, which, combined with the cool silk of the cheongsam, was truly alluring.

But just when Mr. Huang was about to use his little head to think, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Shu, why does it feel like the size of this dress is so similar to the body shape you made me become the most in the past?"

"And where did you get this dress?"

Huang Cao looked back again and found that there was no tail hole on the back of the cheongsam.

Chapter 371 The God of Painting Will Not Fall in Love with His Savior Brother-in-law

Xi didn't know why she became interested in love between men and women.