Madam, I like you.

　"I can satisfy you with anything you desire, provided you are willing to let His Majesty go. If anything happens to His Majesty, I swear in the name of the Leon family, I will chase you to the ends of the earth and rip you to pieces!"

　Click——

　The arrogant beast broke another finger of the young emperor. Mo Yan said calmly, "Are you awake? General Bud, next time it'll be your entire arm. The fact that I was able to break into the emperor's bedroom was already a dereliction of duty on your part, commander of the Imperial Guards. Now you want to kill your emperor again?"

　The lightning flashed, and the shadow gathered into a blade that crossed the emperor's neck, cutting his skin and oozing blood.

　"..."

　The angry man finally gave in, lowering his fierce and terrifying eyes, and asked in a muffled voice: "Tell me what you want."

　The young emperor struggled to say something: "Wuwuwu..."

　Mo Yankong glanced at the young emperor and said, "I will take your emperor away from this palace. He is my replacement. I need you to assist him wholeheartedly. If anything, treat him as the emperor. I also need you to protect his identity and not let Minister Ernest notice anything unusual."

　"Tell me why you did this."

　"Don't worry, at least my goal is not to kill the emperor. He can send you a letter every month to prove that he is alive, and I can also slowly tell you my purpose."

　"What if I don't agree?"

　"This piece of trash has no use value, so it doesn't matter if you get rid of it." The arrogant beast lifted up the emperor, pried open his eyelids, and the shadow thorns approached his eyeballs little by little.

　"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

　The emperor struggled desperately, his face terrified and his eyes filled with tears.

　General Budd decisively returned

　Ying: "Wait! I agree to your request."

　The shadow thorns haven't stopped yet.

　"Bow your tribute to your new emperor."

　The angry man glanced at the emperor who was caught by the arrogant beast, lowered his head to Ieas, knelt down and saluted, and said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty."

　"Very good, that's enough for tonight. If you don't want your emperor to get into any trouble, don't do anything unnecessary."

　Mo Yankong grabbed the emperor's right hand, healed his injuries, and slowly led him into the shadows, leaving behind Iyeas who had been transformed into the emperor's appearance.

　General Bud's face turned pale, and he was shocked, angry, furious and anxious.

　The fake emperor yawned and said, "I am going to sleep. Please leave, General Bud. Also, please repair the door of my bedroom before tomorrow morning. I am tired tonight and I can sleep well no matter what noise I make."

　General Bud's facial muscles twitched, and he replied respectfully, "Yes."

　After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

　As for the reason why Mo Yankong captured the emperor, it was because the revolutionary army just lacked a leader.

　Author's message:

　Extra chapter for the cute and crazy germs!

　Although there is only one update...

　Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, let’s see if we can still squeeze out some time.

　If the cute master says so, I'll add five more chapters!

　Hopefully it will be finished this week!

　There are only 4 more chapters left!

　Chapter 191 A Pleasant Script

　"Let me go, you damned thief! Where are you taking me?"

　Late at night, on the deserted streets of the imperial capital, the young emperor, caught by the shadow, was making a lot of noise. He had not learned his lesson enough, so the arrogant beast threw him roughly to the ground.

　Mo Yankong threw a stone ghost mask in front of him and ordered in a stern tone: "Put it on."

　This stone ghost mask is different from ordinary stone ghost masks. The facial features are three-dimensional, and the mouth and nose are exposed. This is designed for long-term wear to ensure that the wearer can live a normal life while wearing the mask.

　"Why should I obey your orders!"

　"Your Majesty, I'm not in the mood to coax the child. Do you still want to suffer?" Mo Yankong said in a cold voice, with a blood-red shadow surging behind him. He opened his multiple eyes and stared at the young emperor. As long as he showed any signs of resistance, Mo Yankong guaranteed that he would be taught a profound lesson.

　The young emperor's eyes saw the bloody shadow, and his thin body trembled. He wisely chose to compromise and picked up the stone mask and put it on.

　Click-click——

　The bone spur popped out and pierced the young emperor's head, and his body fell down as if struck by lightning.

　After a dozen seconds of silence, the young emperor trembled and propped himself up. He hurriedly peeled off the stone mask from his face and said in horror, "What... What kind of mask is this... Why is there another person talking in my head... Who is it... Who are you?"

　The revolutionary mask was specially made by Mo Yankong for the young emperor. It would not directly transform his thoughts, but create a virtual personality with revolutionary ideas. In other words, it was like a portable grandfather.

　This virtual personality shares certain characteristics with the host, acting as a mentor to guide the host's choices. It also acts as a constraint imposed by Mo Yankong, such as forbidding him from revealing his true identity to outsiders. If he shows any signs of this, the virtual personality will assault his consciousness, causing him immense pain.

　"From today on, you can call me teacher. You are not allowed to resist any orders I give you. Of course, you can try to resist."

　"I···"

　Mo Yan didn't even need to say anything. When the young Huangdi wanted to refute, his body suddenly stiffened and he fell to the ground, curled up into a ball and trembled. The intense pain eroded his brain nerves. The pain was a thousand times more intense than breaking a finger, and he couldn't even speak.

　"What's the answer?"

　"..."

　"Yes..." the young emperor answered with difficulty. The severe pain in his head was relieved and he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

　Mo Yankong snorted softly and turned to leave: "From the moment you come in, your name is Zero. Follow me."

　The young emperor, who had learned his lesson enough, felt cold all over. The light from the street lamps stretched Mo Yankong's departing shadow very long, and the shadow drowned the street and all his hopes.

　"But... it doesn't matter... General Bud and the ministers will definitely come back to rescue me! And then send the thief in front of me to the guillotine!" Hope ignited in the young emperor's heart.

　But was there really such an opportunity? Mo Yankong knew the young emperor's intentions well, and a dark and strange smile appeared on his face. What could be more pleasurable than training an emperor to become the leader of a revolutionary army, and then destroying his own empire with his own hands?

　The young emperor is not yet aware of the responsibilities he bears. Only after he has gone through more hardships, witnessed more darkness in the imperial capital, and been instilled with red knowledge, can his thoughts be revolutionized.

　In the original world, although he was not a bad person, he was just a poor puppet in the hands of Minister Ernest. He did not know until his death that his parents were killed by Minister Ernest. He was also instigated to use the Supreme Imperial Artifact and was controlled to the point of going crazy.

　Poor and hateful sinner, everything stems from his naivety and ignorance.

　The young emperor now has 100% trust in Minister Ernest and has great admiration for his parents. When he thinks about what kind of expression he will show when he knows that Minister Ernest is the murderer who poisoned his parents and knows the truth,

　What a tragic wail.

　"Haha...the faster it goes."

　Mo Yankong grinned grimly, saying that this is how the script should be written to make it interesting.

　-

　Zero was brought back to the night raid base. It was late at night and most of the people in the night raid had gone to bed. Mo Yankong took him to a guest room and left him there.

　Zero lay on the bed without bedding, feeling sorry for himself, curled up and crying. Panic and loneliness overwhelmed his consciousness. At this moment, he heard a voice.

　"Who is it...who is speaking in my head? I heard the same thing when I put on the mask before..."

　"Who? What a stupid question. It's you."

　"No! I am the emperor of the empire, who are you?"

　"Emperor? An incompetent emperor, a pawn controlled by Minister Ernest. You must have noticed this a long time ago. But you are evading your responsibilities as an emperor and turning a blind eye to the suffering of your subjects. Is this what it means to be an emperor?"

　"wrong!"

　"What's wrong? Since becoming emperor, have you ever had an opinion of your own? Have you ever issued a decree?"

　"wrong!"

　"Not even once. All your orders were given by Minister Ernest. And as an emperor, you have no understanding of your own country and have no idea what kind of hell your subjects are living in."

　"Shut up!"

　"Is such a person qualified to keep saying he misses the late emperor? Disqualified! Disqualified! Disqualified as an emperor!"

　Zero covered his ears and yelled, "Shut up! Shut up!"

　The room fell silent.

　"..."

　He was breathing heavily, his face beneath the mask covered in cold sweat. However, after a moment's silence, the voice rang out again, full of mockery: "Still not admitting it? It's okay. I was born to change myself. My name is Zero, and that will also be your name in the future."

　Zero frantically ripped at the mask on his face, tearing at his skin and flesh, and roared in frustration, "That guy... Was it that guy who created you?"

　The stone mask seemed to have its own consciousness and was firmly attached to his face.

　"You must understand the heavy responsibility you bear. I am ignorant, and Your Majesty is incompetent. It doesn't matter. I will let you understand it bit by bit. Our homework tonight is 'Das Kapital' and 'The Red Manifesto'."

　The revolutionary mask comes with the nine-year compulsory education content compiled by Mo Yankong, as well as various political science and sociology.

　Zero covered his ears, buried his head in his knees, and ignored everything, spending the most difficult night since he was born.

　Chapter 192 A Big Chess Game

　Zero stayed up all night, and was pulled out by Tatsumi for training at dawn the next day.

　No one in the Night Raid said much about the unidentified masked boy that Mo Yankong brought back. They assumed that he had become a member of the Night Raid and belonged to Mo Yankong's side. They would not ask about him nor give him any trust.

　Mo Yankong ordered Tatsumi to take him to complete high-intensity physical training. Zero's body had been transformed by the Stone Mask. He was not as strong as Sau, nor could he be compared with ordinary people. He was probably slightly inferior to a vampire.

　At the beginning, Zero resisted with all his might and wanted to escape on the first day of training. After leaving the range of the night raid base, he entered the primeval forest where dangerous species were lurking. As a result, he encountered a low-level dangerous species that was not even cannon fodder on the way. With his physical fitness, he had a chance of winning, but because he was weak and did not know how to fight, he was eaten alive by the dangerous species with half of his body, and then was taken back to the night raid base by Tatsumi.

　While seriously injured, Zero was harassed by another personality in his mind, who instilled a large amount of sociological knowledge, once again breaking the record of the most painful night in his life. He was tortured both physically and mentally, and his personality underwent a transformation.

　The next day, the part of his body that had been eaten was completely restored.

　After being attacked by the dangerous species, Zero was greatly stimulated and finally realized that he had no one to rely on. If he wanted to escape, he had to use his own strength. For this reason, he began to actively cooperate with Tatsumi in training.

　-

　The magnificent imperial palace, with red and gold as its main colors, highlights the luxury of the royal family. The red carpet extends to the throne, representing the highest power of the empire. A short-haired young man sits on the throne, holding his chin with one hand and yawning with boredom.

　On either side of the young emperor stood Minister Ernest, the pinnacle of power in the empire, and General Budd, who controlled the military. The taciturn General Budd had a gloomy face, with a hint of anger, which aroused speculation among the officials under the throne. They didn't know what had made the general so unhappy.

　A general half-knelt beneath the throne and reported respectfully, "Your Majesty, Generals Nagakid and Hemi have betrayed the Empire and appear to have joined the rebels."

　When the report came out, officials on both sides were shocked.

　"That brave and skilled General Nagakid actually..."

　"The rebels have grown into a threat to the Empire."

　"Your Majesty, we must find a way to eradicate it as soon as possible."

　The young emperor waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't panic, they are just a group of jackals who want to share the empire. The empire has lasted for thousands of years, and it is inevitable that there will be excess carrion. Let the jackals continue to gather. The empire still has

　General Bud and General Esdeath are here, and when they gather together, it will be easier to clean up."

　"Oh——"

　Minister Ernest, who was gnawing on meat, looked at the young emperor beside him in surprise. He didn't expect him to say such words.

　General Budd stood motionless with his eyes closed.

　Below the stage, the ministers were flattering him.

　"As expected of Your Majesty!"

　"Great idea!"

　"I see. My mediocrity is incapable of understanding Your Majesty's intentions."

　The young emperor said, intentionally or unintentionally, "Compared to this, I heard that there has been some chaos in the imperial capital recently."

　Minister Ernest took a deep bite of the meat in his hand and spoke in a deep voice as he ate. "I just had to report this to you. Rather than the insignificant rebels, the petty thieves around us are more important to watch out for. Kill the captain of the Imperial City Guard, Oja, my kind and honest distant relative, Iokal, and the beheading murderer, Zanke, and seize the empire's millennia-old treasure, the Imperial Artifact, the assassin organization, Night Raid!"

　Minister Ernest cried out in agony, "In the capital, where the laws are so strict, this is lawlessness! Challenging imperial authority! Are there still laws? Are there still laws? I've gained so much weight out of worry."

　"The Imperial Guard is the foundation of the Empire. To recapture it, Your Majesty, I believe it is necessary to recall General Esdeath."

　Beneath the throne, an official hesitated and said, "The imperial capital already has General Bud!"

　General Bud snorted coldly: "My mission is to guard the palace. I don't have time to fight against petty thieves."

　The young emperor said casually, "General Esdeath... well, she's a hero on par with General Bud. She's more than capable of dealing with this little thief. So, call her back."

　Minister Ernest smiled and said, "Your Majesty is worthy of your wise decision. General Esdeath is the Ice Maiden who buried alive 400,000 northern foreigners. Only such an iron-blooded approach can thoroughly cleanse the filth of the imperial capital."

　Calling Esdeath back? Of course, Esdeath had already wiped out all the foreign tribes in the north. The northern expeditionary force had no meaning to exist, and it was only a matter of time before they were recalled to the imperial capital.

　And that's exactly part of the plan for Zero Requiem.