Madam, I like you.

　—"

　Zero carefully put the written letter into his arms. The carriage stopped and he got off to see a desolate scene. The city was abandoned and filled with half-naked refugees. They were pale and thin, with cloudy and dim eyes, like the walking dead.

　"It's the revolutionary army... The revolutionary army is here to distribute food!"

　"Oh, please! Give me water and bread! I've been hungry for two days!"

　"Give me some food! We've been living on tree roots and wild vegetables these days! Give me food! I can do anything! I can join the revolutionary army!"

　Many refugees came running after seeing the carriage sign, pushing and shoving the guards to grab the things in the carriage.

　Surface goods.

　"Don't worry! Everyone will get a share! Come here and line up! Otherwise, no food will be distributed!" Zero shouted and knocked down several refugees who wanted to get into the carriage with a stick. The guards with guns fired into the sky. Their tacit understanding showed that this was not the first time they had experienced such an incident.

　clap clap clap!

　The sound of gunfire made the refugees calm down.

　Order cannot be disrupted. Zero had learned his lesson last time. Unable to bear seeing the refugees starve, he distributed food haphazardly, which only caused chaos, even leading to murder and injuries to the guards.

　There were a total of five carriages of food, which was just a drop in the bucket compared to the number of refugees and could not satisfy the large number of refugees who had already fled the city.

　famine···

　Why does famine still occur in this day and age? The empire's productivity is clearly self-sufficient.

　Zero thought about this question, combining it with the information he obtained from the Revolutionary Army yesterday.

　Drought, harsh government, heavy taxes, and dangerous attacks had long since squeezed the peasants dry. The city's governor, greedy and lecherous, exploited the people's wealth, leaving those who did farm struggling to even feed themselves after paying heavy taxes. Consequently, no one farmed, and merchants and farmers fled in droves, leading to years of corruption. Even when complaints were made to the imperial capital, they were often dismissed due to rampant corruption and official patronage.

　But escaping wasn't easy. The world was full of dangerous creatures. The pipeline was now abandoned and unmanned, making it easy for ordinary people to be attacked by these dangerous creatures.

　"Productivity has been destroyed, labor cannot produce value, resulting in the current disastrous consequences... Now I understand the thoughts of that eccentric Marx." Zero looked at the devastated city with complicated thoughts.

　Every night he was forced to study with the zero personality inside the mask. As he came into contact with more things, his resistance became less and less, and he learned to think using the knowledge given by the zero personality.

　After putting on the mask, his mind became much sharper and he knew how to think about the meaning of everything.

　The more this happened, the more he felt the danger of the empire's situation. The knowledge imparted by Zero was like a mirror that reflected all the dark sides of the empire.

　Famine, dangerous species, power corruption, every time Zero saw the tragedy caused by these, he would unconsciously blame himself, regretting his powerlessness and past naiveté.

　He was the emperor, but now he could only watch and witness the disastrous consequences of his rule.

　Zero is thinking, how can he save the current empire?

　He couldn't think of a way, at least not one that could preserve the empire. The empire that had lasted for a thousand years was reaching its limit and was therefore in chaos. If he wanted to save the people of the empire, he had to make a change, overthrow all power, and give the entire country a new life.

　Revolutionary Army?

　No! That's not right! Zero had come into contact with the top brass of the Revolutionary Army. Although they had such ideas, they didn't have the ability or awareness to do so. After all, there were many high-ranking members of the Revolutionary Army who cared deeply about the country and the people, but they were also confined to the empire.

　If the revolutionary army overthrows the empire, it will at best be a change of power, and it will not be long before the same mistakes are repeated.

　The revolutionary army can only be regarded as a stepping stone.

　After distributing the food, Zero took the flying dangerous beast tamed by the revolutionary army back to the revolutionary army base. Next, Zero had to persuade the governor of Longcheng to surrender.

　A week ago, Zero learned about the "Night Raid Declaration" incident in the imperial capital. The imperial capital was in a state of panic because of this incident. A large number of troops returned to the imperial capital, leaving many cities across the empire unguarded and under surveillance.

　As a result, a large number of cities took the opportunity to respond to the call of the revolutionary army, and the revolutionary army captured several important cities without paying a drop of blood.

　What made Zero feel complicated was that many city governors were officials from the imperial capital who were demoted by him. When Zero came into contact with these officials, he realized how stupid he was to have listened to the ministers' words.

　The empire is showing signs of being divided into three parts.

　The Empire still holds a dominant position, controlling more than half of the Empire's territory centered on the Imperial Capital. Next is the growing Revolutionary Army. Lastly, there is the religious organization "An Ning Dao" whose followers are spread throughout the Empire and have established a separatist presence. According to intelligence information from the Revolutionary Army, after learning of what happened in the Empire, An Ning Dao intends to rise up in an armed uprising and establish a religious state.

　Chapter 240 Begging for Food

　The An Ning Dao, the largest religious organization in the empire, has developed a huge group of believers under the slogan of "doing good and accumulating virtue to achieve inner peace". The more difficult people's lives are and the more material they lack, the more necessary spiritual sustenance becomes.

　Today, the empire is corrupt, officials are constantly fighting among themselves, power is unbalanced, border wars are frequent, national strength is weakened, dangerous species are rampant, famine breaks out, and plague spreads. Such chaos is fertile ground for religion, and because of the support of the empire, the development of An Ning Dao is advancing by leaps and bounds, and its power is only higher than that of the revolutionary army.

　The reason why An Ning Dao was able to achieve such great achievements in a short period of time was largely because its leader possessed powers even more magical than those of the Imperial Tool User, including an extraordinary memory, the ability to heal injuries, predict the future, etc. Moreover, the leader himself had extraordinary charm, and his every move had the power to bewitch people.

　The remaining reason is that the minister planted a pawn in An Ning Dao, the deputy leader of An Ning Dao, Borik, with the purpose of controlling An Ning Dao and becoming the minister's private army. This is also the fundamental reason why the empire did not hinder the development of An Ning Dao.

　Safe

　The Ning Dao is growing stronger and stronger, but the leader is basically only responsible for religious affairs, and most of the power is in the hands of Berkeley. Berkeley only needs to kill the leader at the right time, and he can reap the benefits and seize all the power of the An Ning Dao.

　But is it really that simple?

　While the Hierophant was solely responsible for religious matters, he possessed abilities unmatched even by the Imperial Gear Masters. Could such a being, possessing exceptional intelligence and the ability to foresee the future, be completely unaware of the ambitions of the Vice Hierophant, Boric? And completely oblivious to the current state of the Empire and the plight of the Anning Dao?

　It was just as ridiculous as the slogan promoted by the top leaders of the revolutionary army that the revolution was to save the empire. Mo Yankong didn't believe it at all.

　"The worldview of 'Akame ga Kill' is somewhat inspired by the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the An Ning Dao is the Yellow Turban Rebellion. However, that's not entirely true. The An Ning Dao's teachings are more in line with modern perspectives, easy to understand, and close to life. They are somewhat similar to some Japanese cults."

　Mo Yankong closed his eyes and thought. In the meeting room of the Night Attack Base, everyone was discussing how to support An Ning Dao when Najeshitan's excited voice rang out.

　"Our mission is to eliminate Deputy Leader Borik. He is a pawn planted by Minister Ernest in Anning Dao. He controls the believers by drugging their food."

　"Eliminating him will allow Anning Dao to launch an armed uprising smoothly, further diverting the empire's attention and buying more time for the revolutionary army. The "night raid propaganda" some time ago was very effective. Corruption in the imperial capital has been greatly reduced, at least it dares not be blatant. It also attracted most of the empire's attention. The revolutionary army has already taken advantage of the opportunity to capture six cities." In the conference room, boss Najeshitan set up a sand table on the table and gave orders.

　"Everyone has no objection, right?" Najeshitan put her hands on the table and looked around at everyone, her main focus still on Mo Yankong. Seeing that Mo Yankong did not speak, she agreed to the plan.

　"An Ning Dao, I've heard of this name. It seems that there are believers even in my village." Tatsumi thought with his hands folded.

　"Haha, I was just worried about having nothing to do." Leone waved his hands, looking excited.

　Brand laughed heartily: "Leave it to us."

　Mayin and Sayou glared at each other. They hadn't been listening from the beginning. In any case, the awkwardness between them had never stopped.

　Akame was still trying to eat at an alarming rate. Ever since the arrival of the biological imperial weapon Susanoo, there was no need to worry about food shortages at the Night Raid base.

　Hill sat there properly, and from his dazed look it was obvious that he wasn't listening.

　Lubbock stared at his boss Najeshitan with a sly look, swallowing secretly.

　The meeting ended and everyone dispersed.

　In fact, because of the chaos caused by the night raid in the Imperial Arena, the entire attention of the Empire is now focused on the Imperial Capital. At least Esdeath cannot escape from the Imperial Capital to support the pawns stationed in Anning Road. The night raid can be easily resolved by sending a few imperial weapon users.

　The "Declaration of Night Raid" was like a spark that lit the fuse. The princes of the empire were ready to move. The generals and officials who were excluded by Minister Ernest all defected to the revolutionary army. With the existence of An Ning Dao, it is not difficult to imagine that once An Ning Dao launched an armed uprising, the result would inevitably be a chain reaction, and the entire empire would fall apart.

　Mo Yankong stood up and left, preparing to go back to his room to continue adjusting his genes, pursuing perfection beyond the perfect creature.

　"Hey, I heard from Akato that Mr. K has some strange and delicious snacks. If you don't mind, can you give me some? I like sweet food." JK girl Chelsea caught up with Mo Yankong, took out the lollipop from her mouth and said with a smile.

　Mo Yankong became interested. "It's really strange that Chitong would tell others about the food."

　Chelsea said complacently, "Although it seems delicious to get food from Mr. K, sometimes quantity can beat quality. I used up a month's supply of candy to get information about Mr. K from Akame-chan."

　Mo Yankong shook his head and laughed. Chi Tong was indeed the easiest woman to deal with in Night Raid. She was almost comparable to a certain evil woman known as the Dragon Witch.

　A white light flashed in Mo Yankong's hand, and a few cream candies appeared and were thrown to Chelsea.

　Chelsea carefully examined the candy's packaging. "I've never seen such writing before. Is it made in a Western country?"

　"No."

　"Except for the West, there are no civilized and developed countries in other regions."

　Mo Yankong said frankly, "It's food from another world."

　"Haha, but I really want to taste it." Chelsea didn't take it seriously. She peeled off the plastic film, ate the fudge, and covered her face with her hands, muttering happily to herself, "So sweet, so fragrant! And the taste is so pure. Now I'm kind of convinced that this is food from another world. By the way, where is Mr. K going next?"

　"Not going anywhere."

　"Oh." Chelsea looked obviously disappointed.

　Mo Yankong glanced at her and joked, "Are you still maintaining your old habits as an attendant, wanting to be involved in everything?"

　Chelsea put her hands behind her back, walked up to Mo Yankong, turned around to face him, and said with a smile as she stepped back, "Did you upset Mr. K? I thought I was quite smart, smooth, and likable."

　"At least learn humility."

　Chelsea snorted, "Talent, not learning. Frankness is one of my many strengths."

　Indeed, Chelsea is probably the night

　She was the easiest one to get along with in the group, without the confusion of Ciel or the silence of Akame, without the over-enthusiasm of Leona or the awkwardness of Marin.

　It would be more accurate to say that the bunch of problem children in Akame make Chelsea, who belongs to the normal category, appear approachable.

　Chapter 241 Exchange

　The two walked and talked until they arrived at Mo Yankong's room. Chelsea sat on the bed with ease, her legs crossed, her plaid skirt accentuating her slender figure. "Mr. K, I heard from Hill about your abilities. It seems you can grant immortality to others. Could you tell me more about that?"

　Mo Yankong sat by the window, taking a hardcover book from the bookcase next to him and flipping through it. "It sounds like you are very interested."

　Chelsea lay down on the bed, swinging her legs, and said as a matter of course, "Of course. After all, immortality is something even the First Emperor pursued. However, there has never been any relevant record in history, so it doesn't seem very real."

　Mo Yankong replied calmly, "I do have the ability to grant immortality to others. Not only that, I can even easily resurrect the dead."

　Chelsea rolled around on the quilt for a few times, her face resting on the pillow, her tone full of disbelief: "Even if Mr. K said this, it wouldn't be convincing. What are the side effects?"

　"side effect?"

　"Yes, just like the Imperial Equipment Users, many Imperial Equipment have conditions for use. The most basic one is the compatibility issue. If the Imperial Equipment is incompatible, not only can it not be used, but touching it may be life-threatening."

　"There's no complicated setup. All I have to say is that your appetite will increase, and you'll always obey me."

　Qi Erxi asked curiously, "Obedience? To what extent? Is it mandatory?"

　"Mandatory. You are physically and mentally unable to disobey my orders."

　"Hmm..." Chelsea buried her face in the pillow for a long time without saying a word, as if she was thinking about something.

　Chelsea suddenly asked, "Will I be lucky enough to receive your favor?"

　"Interesting. Is that why you ask so many questions?"

　[A group based on interest] 7978 77617

　Chelsea's pretty face was filled with solemnity. "I think this exchange is worth it. I'll have an immortal body, and I won't have to worry about being buried if the revolution fails. I like easy work, preferably one that's easy but also envious of others, and that satisfies me both materially and spiritually. In that sense, my choice is perfect. Don't look at me like that; I'm confident I can serve my superiors and keep them in my good graces, even if it's indefinitely."

　Mo Yankong's eyes remained fixed on the book in front of him. He hesitated to turn the pages, then said slowly, "Once you make your choice, there will be no room for regret."

　"Does Mr. K dislike me?" Chelsea asked with a smile.

　"No, since it's your choice, then it's as you wish."

　Mo Yankong closed the book, stood up, walked to the bedside and stared at the girl. After she sat up, he reached out and untied the red bow tie of her JK school uniform. Chelsea blushed slightly: "Are you going to do that kind of thing?"

　"No need." Mo Yankong turned up her collar, revealing her slender neck. He tied up her hair and leaned over to Chelsea's neck.

　Chelsea's body stiffened. "Wait... wait... Mr. K, I have a question. You chose to cooperate with the Revolutionary Army. Do you have any other purpose besides seeking the Imperial Artifact?"

　Mo Yankong stopped biting through the girl's neck and said, "This is not something you need to worry about."

　"If you can, please tell me. This is my only request now."

　"You'll know."

　The fangs pierced the tender, flawless skin, and warm blood gushed out, carrying the girl's pure and powerful life energy. Although it was so insignificant to the perfect creature, the fragrance of the blood still made Mo Yankong unable to stop.

　"Well···"

　Chelsea closed her eyes uneasily. She did not feel the expected tingling in her neck, but a strange yet familiar feeling surged through her delicate body. The girl's breathing became rapid, her face flushed, and she subconsciously hugged Mo Yankong's body.

　The girl twisted her body restlessly, her body and consciousness immersed in an extremely comfortable warmth, her spirit reaching the ultimate tranquility.

　After a long time, when Chelsea came back to her senses from the wonderful aftertaste, she got up from the bed and saw Mo Yankong reading a book by the window. In an instant, she understood the current state of her body.

　She looked at her hands. Now she had become Mo Yankong's follower, and her spirit and body had evolved.

　Mo Yankong closed the book and asked with a smile, "How does it feel to be liberated from the fragile human body?"

　Chelsea muttered with a complex expression, "This is even more exaggerated than I imagined. Now I finally understand your views on the Revolutionary Army and the Night Raid. Is there anything I can do?"

　“Whatever you did before, do now.”

　"Thank you very much, Master. Please allow me to pass on your strength to the revolutionary army."

　"Is this your purpose, Chelsea?" Mo Yankong said calmly.

　Chelsea bit her lower lip and nodded. "I'm very sorry, but the Revolutionary Army sent me here for the night raid mainly to assess you."

　After observing for a period of time, Chelsea was unable to make an accurate judgment on Mo Yankong's strength. After understanding the changes in Hill's body, she had the idea of ​​voluntarily sacrificing herself and becoming Mo Yankong's follower, so that she could understand Mo Yankong's strength most intuitively.

　"And after that."

　"I don't know." Chelsea shook her head in confusion.