Chapter 174 Firewood
"Is anyone gone?"
"Your Majesty, they have already left, and according to your will, a team of royal soul engineers followed them."
In the palace of the Sun and Moon Empire, Zhan Hongchen was respectfully replying to the question of the white-haired old man on the throne.
As soon as Rita left the capital of the sun and moon, Zhan Hongchen, who was responsible for communicating with Rita throughout the entire process, came to the palace.
Thinking about it, Zhan Hongchen may have a high status in the Sun-Moon Empire, but when it comes to transactions involving soul guidance technology, which is the foundation of the Sun-Moon Empire, he might not be able to do it without the nod from the emperor on the throne.
"How is the combat power of the Paladin?"
"The people of Camelot are not exaggerating. In fact, the Paladin's combat power is more powerful than what they said."
It was still the emperor who asked, and Zhan Hongchen answered.
"Then let's promote this profession."
"As commanded."
After these instructions, it seemed that the emperor on the throne had nothing to say.
Moreover, the emperor seemed very tired. He closed his bloodshot eyes and took a nap.
Zhan Hongchen did not leave immediately, but stood silently under the stage, waiting for something.
After a long time, the emperor opened his eyes again and looked at Zhan Hongchen below.
He seemed more tired.
"Uncle Hongchen, is there anything else?"
"Your Majesty, would you like to persuade this country called Camelot?
"With this unprecedented training system, the reaction from the God Realm is probably not going to be very good."
"It's not necessary. People who can create this kind of cultivation system, Uncle Hongchen, do you think they will be afraid of the God Realm?"
"Your Majesty, is it possible that this country is?"
Zhan Hongchen didn't say the key information, but the emperor also knew what Zhan Hongchen meant.
"Not sure.
"But it is right not to involve more people at this stage. The ending of an abandoned clan like ours will not be good."
After a moment of silence, the emperor's tired voice sounded.
Zhan Hongchen didn't react this time, which was obviously the emperor's own emotion.
The emperor didn't need any reaction from Zhan Hongchen, so he turned to ask about other matters.
"Uncle Hongchen, how is the preparation for war going?"
"Today, there are still only nine repaired space carriers, and the main ship officers and others are still unable to do anything."
The emperor nodded, not surprised by the result.
They did not really inherit the Ming Empire's soul guidance technology completely, at least some of the Ming Empire's high-end weapon technologies were not available to them, so they could only fumble forward.
"Where's the mecha?"
"There are no statistics on level nine soul-guiding mechas for the time being. The remaining four level-10 soul-guiding mechas will all be repaired within two years."
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The emperor stopped talking and just listened silently to Zhan Hongchen's report. The data had not changed much after ten thousand years, but the people sitting on the throne were always willing to ask questions.
Zhan Hongchen is not tired of this kind of reporting work. The data may change slightly after several generations. He always reports to the person on the throne every time he enters the palace.
Because the time is getting closer, he understands this urgent mood and is used to this kind of repetitive and meaningless reporting work, even if the reporting targets have changed several times.
After the report, the emperor closed his eyes again, but this time it didn't take long before he opened them again.
"Uncle Hongchen, please go back."
Zhan Hongchen did not follow the emperor's instructions. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the emperor seriously.
"Your Majesty, how long can you probably hold on?"
The emperor was not surprised or angry at this rebellious remark, he just smiled and replied: "I can probably hold on for four or five years.
"When the time comes, I will have to trouble Uncle Hongchen to assist Ji'er again, just like he assists me."
Obviously, they were talking about when the emperor would die.
But the emperor himself was not afraid of this, and Zhan Hongchen just lowered his head again.
Because he is the emperor, the emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire, and because his surname is Xu, the Xu family who has the royal blood of the Ming Empire through in-laws.
This is his mission.
If you accept the country's filth, you are called the ruler of the country; if you accept the country's misfortune, you are called the king of the world.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Zhan Hongchen accepted this mission and he was used to it.
He is now seventy-two years old, has ninety-seventh level soul power, and has sent away five emperors. He seems to be used to this.
Each emperor could not sit in that position for long. The most was twenty years, and the least was six or seven years.
He hurriedly ascended to the throne, and then hurriedly entered the mausoleum.
Are the ancestors of their Hongchen family like him, accustomed to this or even numb to it?
After all, it has always been like this for hundreds of thousands of years.
Finally, Zhan Hongchen walked out of the hall, leaving the lonely person on the throne.
However, Zhan Hongchen, who had just reached the door, suddenly turned around.
"Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body."
How could he be truly numb? He was not just a cat or a dog, he was theoretically the most noble person in the Sun and Moon Empire.
"Uncle Hongchen, you are always like this. Whether you take care of yourself or not is not my decision."
The white-haired man on the throne smiled freely again.
Zhan Hongchen didn't reply, but silently remembered the face that looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties.
But he knew that the man on the throne was no more than twenty years old now. Before he ascended the throne, he was also a handsome young man with purple hair.
He is a young man with a high talent as a soul master, a boy with innate soul power and twin martial souls.
And it's not the kind of twin martial souls that just make up the numbers, but the two top martial souls inherited by the Sun and Moon Royal Family, the Sun and the Zihuang Sky-Destroying Dragon.
That was still the young man that he and Zhan Hongchen had watched grow up. The young man who was nominally called his uncle, but in reality was probably dozens of generations younger than him.
So, how can it be really numb?
But Zhan Hongchen didn't say anything more and actually walked out of the hall. He still had many things to be busy with.
People who really do things generally don't feel sad.
Because they don't have that time.
Nominally they are the royal family of the Sun and Moon Empire with the surname Xu, but it is their Hongchen family that really handles domestic affairs.
It is impossible for the Sun and Moon Imperial Family in that state to truly be an emperor who handles everything in detail, in addition to major matters of life and death.
For hundreds of thousands of years, the Hongchen family has never had any intention of seizing power and becoming the real emperor because of this. They have remained loyal to the Sun and Moon Royal Family as always.
Because in name he is the emperor, but in reality it is the job of firewood.
The Sun and Moon Royal Family always worked hard to sow and raise their descendants, and then sent them one by one to the position cursed by God.
Brother after brother, father after death, son after death, generation after generation, one after another, just like a real fire, sending them into the furnace.
The people of the Sun and Moon Xu family did not complain at all about this.
Because that is the honor and the mission.
Killing gods by mortals sounds very passionate, but the actual price is very high.
The people of the Sun and Moon Empire have always maintained respect for their royal family.
The price of the entire country's disobedience has been borne by each family, which is very profitable.
They are naturally grateful.
(End of chapter)
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