Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

[By the way! I've been promoted to the official system!! Now I can use my privileges to assign tasks to the host!!]

The little ball of light seemed to have grasped at its last straw. It was so excited that it almost exploded. Its light surged instantly, illuminating the entire system space. It frantically operated the permission interface.

[Why is this task interface so complicated? It doesn't even clearly state the scoring points. Seriously, that's enough!]

[But the host completed all the previous missions perfectly. Could it be that he's gotten involved in some major event now?]

[Something probably went wrong on the host's end and they couldn't keep an eye on things here. Hehe, a little hint from me and the host will definitely understand!!]

……

Shen Lin was reviewing his documents for the day; these were matters that the Princes' Court could not decide and required his final approval.

"With a large number of infected people migrating here to settle, should we open up the settlements of these infected people...?"

They called Kazdel "the Promised Land of the Infected" because Oripathy was miraculously suppressed there, and they all believed it was thanks to the Demon Lord.

As a result, the virus spread rapidly, with some infected individuals from other countries beginning to flock to Kazdel, while the majority of the rest remained on the sidelines.

Looking at the statistical report and public opinion submitted by the Sarkaz Democratic Union, Shen Lin pondered for a moment.

The biggest difference between Kazdel and Laterano is the attitude towards the infected. Since most of the Sarkaz are infected, Kazdel does not reject the settlement of infected people of other races in terms of public opinion.

The issue of settlement needs to be analyzed from a social perspective.

Kazdel's vigorous industrialization, coupled with the Sarkaz Democratic Labor Union's price controls on agricultural products to prevent market price gouging, naturally led to a further widening of the price scissors between industry and agriculture.

Acquiring the fertile land of Laterano did not lead to the development of agriculture in Kazdel; on the contrary, it exacerbated the loss of the population that had previously engaged in agriculture.

"It was one thing to have no land to cultivate before, but I never imagined that even with a lot of fertile land, we would still be in the embarrassing situation of insufficient domestic food supply."

Shen Lin rubbed his aching temples.

The wage gap between farmers engaged in agriculture and workers engaged in industry is too large, according to statistics from the Sarkaz Democratic Union.

Excluding high-value agricultural crops, the annual income of an average farmer is now more than ten times that of an average worker.

Few people are willing to grow ordinary crops anymore.

Kazdel is in a precarious situation. If it continues to rely heavily on food imports, and trade routes are suddenly cut off when war breaks out, Kazdel will be left isolated and helpless.

Shen Lin sighed slightly. As Kazdel developed, he found that he needed to confront more and more of the problems brought about by society.

"At least in the development of agriculture, we must achieve self-sufficiency."

"We agree to open the outer city settlements for infected individuals, but they will need to participate in agricultural labor for a certain number of years before they can enter the inner city. The specific number of years will be determined based on the current food needs of Kazdel."

Shen Lin wrote his annotations on the report.

He paused for a moment, perhaps feeling that the population was still not enough, and then, through the black crown, he connected with Quesatushta in his mind.

"Temporarily halt the executions of those sinners, and take all the remaining stubborn Sakortas to farm. You can decide your own working hours."

He recently entrusted the executions to Ducarre and Quesatushta, as they are among the most dedicated and hardworking members of the Sarkaz.

I heard that after the two of them fiddled around with it, the flames in the furnace where the wolf souls had been thrown in grew much higher.

Shen Lin soon received a reply from Quesatushta.

"Are we only able to recruit a portion of people, while others are still struggling?"

Just as Shen Lin was pondering how to deal with this group of people to maximize their benefits, he was slightly taken aback by a system notification in his mind.

[Urgent Mission: Make contact with Violet (0/1)]

"Hmm? The system has actually issued a task, which is quite rare."

Violet?

Looking at the woman in the photo who seemed familiar, Shen Lin paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that this was the high-value target that the system had previously alerted him to.

Shen Lin began to ponder the possibility of the system issuing him a task, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He quickly asked in his mind who the dissatisfied people in Quesatushta were, and soon he got an affirmative answer.

It really is Violet!

The system wouldn't assign him tasks for no reason; it must have sensed his current predicament.

In other words, as long as we get her to submit, we can completely break through those guys' psychological defenses!

The shapeshifter unearthed a number of documents from her intelligence room that were considered taboo by Laterano, which allowed the previous psychological warfare tactics to proceed smoothly.

Now that Kazdel has successfully settled in Lateran, the only value of these cardinals who are unwilling to conform to new ideas is to add another grave to this land.

Indeed, if an authoritative bishop could be brought in to lead the way, the subsequent development work would proceed more smoothly.

"Let's go and take a look at the prisons that used to hold those important prisoners."

……

The Lateran moonlight was cut into pale fragments by the iron bars of the window, sprinkling onto Violet's mud-stained holy robes.

Violet huddled in a corner of the prison, her eyes vacant, lost in thought.

When she confirmed that she was the devil in their cult, she felt as if she had fallen from a pure and innocent heaven into hell.

Over this period of time, she gradually recalled the scriptures she had come into contact with and the classified intelligence she had gathered over the years, and she became certain that most of what the demon leader said was true.

Violet didn't know what was wrong with her. Ever since she learned about her identity as a demon and was imprisoned here, the huge sense of loss and the collapse of her memories had left her like a dazed, walking corpse.

I really want to be brutally violated...

If only I could feel the pain of being whipped...

She was startled by the thought that suddenly popped into her head.

She quickly shook her head, trying to banish such an absurd thought from her mind.

Damn it!! Those guys must have given her some kind of spell to make her act so strangely!!

The prison's iron gates slowly opened with the heavy creak of hinges, and the corridor lights, like a sharp knife, sliced ​​through the dimness of the cells.

A figure in a black trench coat appeared at the doorway, his footsteps echoing on the stone surface, each step seeming to strike Violet's heart.

She huddled in the corner, the halo above her head no longer emitting a single ray of light, like a lamp that could never be lit again.

This once high-ranking cardinal is now in such a sorry state.

Shen Lin's gaze swept over her, and he paused slightly when he saw the empty progress bar flashing above Violet's head.

"System, I didn't expect you to have such a twisted sense of humor, you even managed to show the interrogation progress."

Shen Lin thought to himself.

He approached Violet, who was huddled in the corner, step by step. His shadow stretched long in the dim cell, enveloping Violet.

When he reached her, Shen Lin leaned down slightly, his movements gentle yet with an irresistible force, his slender fingers gently pinching Violet's chin.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her chapped lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't utter a sound.

A hint of panic and fear welled up in those once dull eyes, as if only now did they truly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the man before them.

He gently lifted her lowered head, forcing her to look him in the eye.

[Ding—Contact with Violet (1/1) is complete. Please complete the following tasks in the correct order.]

[Use your ability, host, to make her heart beat faster! (0/1)]

“You have a group of loyal subordinates, Violet.”

“You are very lucky. The Sarkaz are merciful. You have been given a chance to escape death.”

"I hope you can persuade them to surrender and devote themselves to the reclamation work on the outskirts of the holy city."

“If you do not cooperate, I will take some extreme measures to conduct a criminal trial. I do not want to achieve this goal through this method.”

Criminal...criminal trial?

"Gulu..."

Looking at the man in front of her, Violet couldn't help but swallow hard, and she said through gritted teeth.

"Damn it!! I knew this day would come when we fell into your hands."

"Whether it's whipping or something even more extreme... in any case, as the Bishop of Lateran, I will not yield to it!!"

"You devil, come here now!"

[Ding—Make her heart race! (1/1), Mission complete!]

At the same time, Shen Lin noticed that the progress bar above the other person's head suddenly jumped forward a lot.

Shen Lin's smile deepened, because all her little tricks were exposed in front of the system.

He clearly cares deeply about his subordinates, yet he acts so stubbornly; it's truly pathetic.

[This forced her to breathe rapidly, making it impossible for her to remain calm! (0/1)]

Is this meant to make him use high-pressure interrogation to put Violet under suffocating pressure, causing her to breathe rapidly and lose her composure?

This task... Looking at the other person's raised chin, Shen Lin suddenly had a plan. He moved closer to the other person, and his deep voice was like the whisper of a devil.

"Why are you so stubborn? Your subordinates, those criminals, all respect you greatly."

"I will record everything that follows. Think about the humiliated look on your face in front of each of your subordinates, during the interrogation..."

"You are their pillar, but now you can't even protect your own dignity, how can you protect them?"

"They only need to do a little bit of work to spare their most beloved bishop from this humiliation. What do you think they would choose?"

As if imagining that scene, Violet's breath hitched, an unnatural flush appeared on her face, and her chest heaved violently.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her holy robe tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and her heavy breathing sounded exceptionally clear in the silent cell.

Even so, I will not admit defeat!

"You demon...you devil...bring it on!"

[Ding—Forced her breathing to become rapid, unable to remain calm! (1/1), Mission complete. Please complete the final task.]

The progress bar above her head surged again.

As he gauged the length of the progress bar, Shen Lin's smile deepened. He knew the other party was just one step away from surrendering.

[Make her unable to control her tears, showing you her vulnerable side! (0/1)]

"Looks like you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

"My patience is limited; this is the final ultimatum."

He gently raised his hand, and nearly transparent energy chains appeared behind Violet. These incredibly hard restraints precisely wrapped around her wrists and ankles, suspending her in a "T" shape half a meter off the ground.

"you……!"

Violet's fifth energy ring snapped at her throat. The dark purple ring that had been constricting her neck was slowly shrinking, etching intricate runes onto her skin.

With each tightening of the collar, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, letting out a faint moan.

Her mouth opened even wider, and her pink tongue uncontrollably protruded completely, with glistening saliva sliding down the corner of her mouth and dripping onto the ground below, leaving a small water stain.

At the same time, her eyeballs began to roll upwards uncontrollably, and the whites of her eyes gradually filled most of her vision.

Tears slowly welled up in the corners of her eyes, and soon rolled down like beads from a broken string, tracing the path of her pale cheeks flushed with an unnatural redness.

[Make her unable to control her tears, showing you her vulnerable side! (1/1)]

[Ding—Host's mission has been perfectly completed. Reward: A mystery gift pack!]

She spoke slowly and deliberately, as if she were completely exhausted.

"I...promise...to...you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the feeling of being restrained suddenly loosened, and the intense sensation she had felt earlier caused her to collapse helplessly to the ground.

Before she could even catch her breath, she suddenly saw the man walk to the side and fiddle with a piece of equipment she recognized, muttering to himself.

"Huh? This device... this is the first time I've used it, and it's not in recording mode?"

Her heart was struck as if by a bolt from the blue. She no longer cared whether the other person was the Demon Lord or not, and quickly got up to snatch the equipment from his hand.

She was quite familiar with this device because...

Looking at her flushed subordinates on the other side of the screen, Violet and they stared at each other in bewilderment.

“Well… um… Bishop Violet, cough cough… we understand, if you liked what you were doing just now, you didn’t actually have to… act so tough…”

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