Madam, I like you.

　In a mixed, pluralistic worldview, while the Empire maintains a feudal society, its actual civilization rivals that of modern times, boasting factory facilities, a comprehensive industrial chain, and even the development of an electrical civilization. However, its actual technology has not advanced much compared to a thousand years ago, and has in fact regressed.

　The form of society constrains the development of civilization.

　"With this kind of social structure, the feudal monarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. A hasty revolution to abolish the monarchy will only backfire. A constitutional monarchy is more suitable." Mo Yankong closed the last book and placed it on the cart beside him. The lights in the room came on. A girl in a purple cheongsam fell asleep on the bed, breathing steadily. Her glasses were placed together with a book. It was the book "One Hundred Ways to Treat Naiveté" that Mo Yankong saw at the beginning.

　It is a universal theory in the two-dimensional world that girls wearing glasses will become very stunning after taking off their glasses. The same is true for Hill. Her facial features are soft and dignified, and she has a gentle and virtuous temperament. Mo Yankong couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

　As for that book, the content inside really writes out the method.

　It was said that Mo Yan was simply amazed.

　Author's message:

　The world of "Akame Kill" is so unconventional.

　Chapter 181: Creating Life

　Late at night, Mo Yankong left the night attack base alone.

　Walking in the deep and dark forest, wherever Mo Yankong went, the chirping of insects disappeared.

　"Is there a problem?"

　On the way, Mo Yankong stopped and asked calmly. Suddenly, a rustling sound was heard in the quiet forest, and a blonde girl came out from the bushes.

　"Haha, I've been discovered after all. You're Mr. K after all." Leone laughed and walked out, clapping his hands and apologizing, "Sorry, I didn't mean to follow you. My hearing is much better than most people's. I heard you go out, and I was a little curious why Mr. K left the base at this time."

　"It doesn't matter. If you're curious, just follow me."

　Leone took a step back, a look of caution on his face: "You are not planning to kill me to silence me, are you?"

　Mo Yankong grinned and sneered, "If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have the chance to scream."

　Leona's body stiffened, her hair stood up, and a deep sense of crisis enveloped her body. Hundreds of eyes opened beside her and stared at her. The surging shadows only needed Mo Yankong's command to tear Leona into pieces.

　Mo Yankong turned and left, the arrogant beast retreated, and Leone's body suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face pale and he hugged his shoulders and trembled constantly. He gritted his teeth and propped himself up to follow Mo Yankong.

　Far away from the night attack base, Mo Yankong stood in the middle of a small clearing in the forest. His body gradually merged into the blood-red shadows. Countless eyes opened, and the blood-red color condensed into a sphere. All the shadows gathered around the sphere.

　It is devouring the vitality of the Dead River's reserves.

　"Hey, hey, is this something a human can do? This is too exaggerated. What on earth does he want to do!?" Leone, who was leaning against a tree, was trembling with shock.

　As the darkness retreated, the sphere became substantial and came to life.

　It was a furry creature that looked like a cloud, covered with soft and fine hair, with big, round eyes. It was very cute and would definitely cause a group of women to scream if it were put on the street.

　Leona didn't let down her guard because of the creature's cuteness. Rather, she was frightened. Her animal sense told her what this white fur ball was. "Super dangerous..."

　This unknown super-dangerous species is the material for Lubbock's imperial weapon [Thousand Changes - Cross Tail]. After Dead River swallowed the imperial weapon thread, he directly deciphered the genetic information of this super-dangerous species.

　The ball of fur suddenly shuddered, and almost at the same time Leone took a quick step back.

　Hiss--

　There was a slight sharp sound in the air, and silver light floated across. With the ball of hair as the center, dozens of trees were cut off at once. No, it should be said that they were scattered like an avalanche, and a leaf was cut into more than a dozen pieces.

　"It's so dangerous!" Leone patted his chest with lingering fear and released his beastly body.

　The blood-red shadows gathered into Mo Yankong's body. He touched the white fur ball with satisfaction and took it back to the Dead River.

　Mo Yankong glanced at Leona and explained, "This time I went out to test the abilities of the super dangerous species I created."

　Leone swallowed his saliva and said, "Creating life, this joke is not funny at all."

　"It's easy for me, even resurrecting the dead is the same. Leone, do you want to gain more powerful power?"

　The blonde girl was stunned for a moment, then her expression gradually became serious. "I heard from Tatsumi that you taught him the Ripple, and it only took one day. I investigated Sayu, and she was one of the outsiders taken in by that sadistic family. According to the intelligence, you only had contact with her for one day, most likely that night. Yet, you possessed immortality and the power of the Ripple."

　Mo Yankong laughed and said, "As long as I want, you can also have these powers."

　"What's the price?" Leone narrowed his eyes.

　"You will gain eternal life and will be my subordinate forever."

　Leone put his hands on his hips and said with a look of regret: "It sounds very attractive, but unfortunately I don't want to be someone else's puppet. Maybe one day when I am forced into a desperate situation, I will agree. No, it would be too naive of me to think so. I don't think I am worth that kind of thing, so sorry, I refuse!"

　"Everyone can make their own choice."

　Mo Yankong smiled, walked past her, and went back to attack the base at night.

　-

　When Mo Yankong opened the guest room prepared for the night raid, he saw Shayou kneeling at the door and said respectfully, "Welcome back, Master."

　Sayu changed into a plain white kimono skirt, with a light blue belt around her waist, which made it easy to move without losing the charm of a Yamato Nadeshiko. Compared with the traditional Yamato Nadeshiko, it was less solemn and more youthful and energetic.

　Mo Yankong raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Didn't they prepare a separate room for you?"

　Sayou blushed and replied softly, "No, I refused because I wanted to live in the same room with you. It would also be convenient for me to take care of your daily life."

　"Do you think I'm some noble from somewhere?"

　Shayou hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I don't mean to compare the master with those low-ranking nobles. I just want to live with the master. If you feel uncomfortable, I can also

　You can live in the single room they arranged for you."

　"This room is quite spacious, and it doesn't feel cramped for two people to live in."

　Sayou looked up in surprise: "Yes."

　Mo Yankong sat in a chair in front of the window, gazing at the full moon in the night sky. Perfect creatures do not need sleep, and when they enter the so-called sleeping state, their bodies must be in a state of operation, either transforming the brain, cracking the biological genetic information, or adjusting the body's state.

　Seeing Mo Yankong sitting by the window with his eyes closed, Sha You felt a little shy and disappointed: "Master, aren't you going to rest on the bed?"

　"unnecessary."

　Mo Yankong concentrated on adjusting the genes of the super dangerous species he created.

　Sha You hesitated for a moment, then knelt down in front of Mo Yankong, held Mo Yankong's right hand and placed it on the side of her cheek, and then fell asleep peacefully leaning against Mo Yankong's thigh.

　The next day, Ye Xiu began to assign tasks to Tatsumi and Sau, which served as a token of allegiance, tying Sau and Tatsumi to the pirate ship of Ye Xiu.

　Tatsumi and Sau's targets are respectively a captain of the Imperial Capital Guard and a businessman who bribed him. The client is a prostitute. The captain of the Imperial Capital Guard accepts a large amount of bribes and always finds a scapegoat to get away with it every time he does something evil. The prostitute's fiancé is the unlucky scapegoat, so she becomes a prostitute to raise funds for the commission.

　The mission was not difficult for both Sau and Tatsumi. Tatsumi was responsible for "assassinating" the merchant, while Sau was responsible for assassinating the captain of the Imperial Capital Guard.

　As for Mo Yankong, he also had a commission, which was to find the serial killer in the imperial capital and behead Zanke.

　Chapter 182 Shambhala Street

　Shambhala, one of the most famous streets in the imperial capital, is known as the city that never sleeps, paradise, and the paradise of the rich. Here, as long as you can afford it, you can afford anything. Even imperial official positions are clearly priced here.

　The most famous place on Shambhala Street is probably the Shambhala Hotel, which houses a large casino where countless noble businessmen indulge in drunkenness and seek excitement.

　There are no longer a few people who become rich overnight, but there are even more people who lose everything overnight.

　At night, inside the magnificent Shambhala Hotel, the huge casino hall is covered with expensive velvet carpets, and dozens of crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, illuminating every corner of the hall.

　The place is bustling with people, and the gamblers coming and going are well-dressed. The noisy and lively sounds make the atmosphere even more lively. The gamblers gamble here and enjoy the thrill of being in heaven and hell one step at a time. Beside the gamblers are beautiful women with light makeup and heavy makeup, who tempt them step by step into this endless abyss.

　At one of the card tables full of gamblers, the casino manager politely asked one of them to leave.

　The gambler asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

　The casino manager said politely, "I'm sorry, Mr. Allen, from now on you are not a VIP guest of our hotel."

　"What did you say! Do you know who I am?"

　A cold smile appeared on the corner of the casino manager's mouth: "I know very well, Mr. Allen, that you have just lost the last of your fortune."

　"I still have a villa!"

　"We have taken over your estate and will auction it off at a later date."

　"Damn it! Who allowed you to touch my property without permission?"

　"Mr. Allen, given the huge debt you owe, your hereditary title will be sold at auction!"

　"Auctioning off the title? What qualifications do you have to deprive me of my title? It was conferred personally by His Majesty the Emperor!"

　"I'm sorry, Mr. Allen, I forgot to inform you. Because the amount of debt you owe is too large, your wife has been forced to repay the debt. From today on, you will also need to work for us to slowly repay your debt. We will arrange a work location for you."

　As long as he was pretty, his wife would probably be given to the rich and powerful as a plaything. As for him, he would probably be sent to a mine or something like that, exploited and buried at random.

　"you you···"

　The man wanted to say something but was held down by two soldiers and forcibly taken away. This little incident did not cause any disturbance in the casino.

　As the casino manager was adjusting his suit and tie, a casino waiter hurried over and whispered something in his ear.

　The casino manager was stunned and followed the waiter to a gambling table. The table was crowded with fanatical gamblers. Now they were surrounded by amazed expressions and a man in a black windbreaker.

　Everyone held their breath and stared at the three small glass beads that kept jumping on the turntable.

　ka ka ka-

　The sound of the rolling glass beads attracted everyone's attention. When three glass beads fell in front of a black plate with the number 1 written on it, all the gamblers watching cheered deafeningly.

　"Oh my god! I won! I really won the full amount!"

　"That's amazing! Three games in a row with a maximum of 128 times!"

　"I won! I made a bet with him and I really won! It was 128 times the amount! I'm rich! I'm rich!"

　"Damn it! Why didn't I just follow him and bet on black number 1!"

　The man in the windbreaker was naturally Mo Yankong. In front of him, red chips piled up like a mountain. Every thousand chips formed a small square array, roughly estimated to be no less than ten thousand chips. And each red chip could be exchanged for 100 gold coins in this casino.

　10000 red chips were worth 1000000 gold coins. While that wasn't even a fraction of the casino's daily revenue, it was enough to catch the attention of the casino staff.

　This means that all 1000000 gold coins were won by Mo Yankong from 1 white chip, which is one gold coin.

　"Go on." Mo Yankong smiled faintly and placed all the chips sent by the messenger on black plate No. 1. This plate is a special plate. Only when three glass beads fall on this plate at the same time can the chips be multiplied 128 times, otherwise all the money will be lost.

　Generally speaking, no one would put their chips here.

　But just now, Mo Yankong had bet here three times in a row, and each time he won, saying there was no trickery, even the gamblers watching didn't believe him. But no one had any evidence of Mo Yankong cheating, so no one could say anything.

　When Mo Yankong placed all the chips in his hand on the black plate, the gamblers watching gasped. This meant that if the chips worth 1000000 gold coins were multiplied a hundred times, it would be almost equal to the income of this casino for half a month.

　The gamblers looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one dared to follow, because Mo Yankong was too cruel. Anyone with a little common sense knew who the boss behind this casino was. Mo Yankong's behavior was equivalent to slapping the casino owner in the face and offending him to death.

　The casino manager listened to the waiter's explanation and then saw Mo Yankong still betting his chips. He quickly pulled the waiter to a deserted corner and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you activate the mechanism?"

　"I've tried it, but it doesn't work. I have no idea what methods he used!"

　"Damn it!" The casino manager's face was extremely grim. If Mo Yankong got hit again, he would be drowned in the river by his boss tonight. He quickly squeezed next to Mo Yankong and said politely, "Sir, the amount you bet has reached the VIP seat level. Could you please come with me to the VIP seat to continue playing?"

　Mo Yankong laughed and said, "No need. Keep going. If I win, I don't need 128 times the chips. I want to meet your boss."

　"this···"

　The casino manager looked at the chips in front of Mo Yankong. If he didn't win, all the chips would belong to the casino, and the crisis would be over. If he won, Mo Yankong would also ask to give up his winnings and meet their boss. No matter how you look at it, it would be beneficial.

　He nodded to the waiter, indicating that he should continue, and gave him a subtle look, asking the waiter to activate the gambling table mechanism.

　The waiter's right hand was quietly placed under the gambling table. The glass ball looked transparent, but in fact a special magnet was hidden inside using refraction technology. After the mechanism was activated, the glass ball could be guided to a specific number.

　ka ka ka-

　The glass bead that caught everyone's attention fell on black plate No. 1 this time as expected, but the gamblers watching did not even dare to cheer.

　The casino manager wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve and quickly bent down, saying, "Sir, please follow me. I'll take you to see our boss."

　Mo Yankong nodded, ignoring the chips, and followed the casino manager to a spacious guest room.

　Chapter 183 Codename V

　After a while, Mo Yankong did not wait for the casino owner but instead waited for fully armed soldiers, all holding guns, with the muzzles pointed at Mo Yankong.

　The casino manager walked in and sneered, "I don't know how you cheated, but you need to find out who's behind this casino."

　Mo Yankong said playfully, "Isn't that Minister Ernest?"

　The casino manager was stunned. Minister Ernest was the owner of Shambhala Street and also his boss's boss. Looking at Mo Yankong's calm expression, the casino manager panicked for a moment. Could it be that Mo Yankong had some connection with Minister Ernest?

　“You…you…”

　The casino manager stuttered as he tried to speak, but Mo Yankong smiled and said, "I have nothing to do with him. I'm an assassin who raided at night."

　The casino manager was stunned for a moment, then he said angrily and anxiously, "Night attack? How could an assassin come to our door openly? I think you're looking for death!"

　Mo Yankong replied sternly, "Killing all the witnesses would be a perfect assassination."

　"Arrogant! Shoot him, kill him! Since he's an assassin who attacked at night, the boss will forgive me if I make any big noise."

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