"...'empire'?"

Looking at the end of the passage, Colin felt that there was something wrong with Roger's mind.

A bunch of mud legs, people in their twenties and thirties, are the oldest in their 40s...

Such a group of people establish a new policy?

The name is still "Empire"...

Not to mention anything else, is it appropriate for them to call "empire" just to be called "empire"?

Including the slaves, only 30,000 people have made it...

Nearly one-third of them are still seriously injured. Is there something wrong with calling this name?

But before he could answer, Roger responded.

"I know, it's not very appropriate to say this now, but if we start to explore, rescue, siege and other tasks, we need at least one name..."

"A name that can feel power as long as it sounds. In today's world, no name can bring people a sense of security than the 'imperial'. A name that sounds inspiring enough, a political system that can concentrate all its strength in one place, and a place of belonging to mankind..."

"Everyone knows what it means to join us when they hear this name..."

"Now, there are not many people with such appeal. I have not seen anyone else with this qualification except you."

"And what we pursue is not a brutal rule and hegemony, but just to unite all powers and open up a habitat on this land..."

“After I had a conversation with other survivors before, I had agreed on this…”

"In your name, I hope, you can approve the establishment of the human 'empire'..."

Looking at the message Roger kept passing back, I have to say that Colin was a little convinced...

Nowadays, what mankind needs is a powerful regime that brings together all its forces under the same flag.

With the accumulation of the meaning of the word "empire" over the past thousands of years on Earth, there is almost no other word that can replace the meaning it can contain when it is said.

Maybe some people think it's cruel...

But, at least, people know that this empire established for the survival of mankind has enough strength to be "brutal".

"It's not a loss to be the 'top' for ideological work now..."

Colin sighed, but he didn't know how to reply...

You can't say that I want to be the emperor, right?

"But then again..."

Colin looked at Roger and said that he had allowed the other party's decision... When did he allow it?

No impression...

[You realize that the survivor took your previous words as true and began to work with it.]

Ah this...

Colin used to adjust his morale and verbally fooled him, but why did he think it was true?

He suddenly felt like he was being driven to the shelves.

At this moment, a large amount of private information was transmitted, and I hurriedly looked at about forty or fifty survivors...

All of them are here to persuade...

Moreover, what Colin is sure is that these people are really convinced by Roger, rather than being "beat" into unanimous ways...

Under the dual means of slaves and "Notary Shield", we can guarantee that these words of persuasion are somewhat sincere.

but...

Is it really appropriate to agree to this thing?

Will using some other political models be more suitable? (Note 1)

At this time, Li Chou trotted over with a pampered roll, his expression with a little excitement.

"Big Boss, have you read that dog thing Roger talks? 'Empire' alas..."

Colin looked at him with an excited look and his expression was strange: "I just saw it, but don't you think something is wrong..."

If you don’t know about Li Chou’s appearance, you might think he has become the emperor himself...

"What's wrong?" He was stunned. "Isn't this quite interesting? We have built an 'empire'!"

"It's quite interesting? Do you know the meaning of this..."

Colin told him some "heavy" reality.

But unexpectedly, Li Chou shook his head without caring about it: "The number of people is not a problem... In other aspects, we are not building a feudal superstitious society, just 'empire'... Besides, you are now... there is no difference.

"Now we are just making the vague clarification and forming a more efficient and stronger group..."

After a brief conversation...

Colin thought about it and replied to Roger's information that he had held a conference for a while, and asked him to come up with some plans.

He believed that this guy had already made some plans and whether he agreed or not depends on whether his preparation was sufficient.

Then, this matter finally came to an end, but Colin found it sadly...

I have no rest time.

Because it's dawn!

Colin must leave here and discuss the details of this external exploration.

You know, there are tens of thousands of people on the island, and it is impossible for them to explore them all, and someone must live here.

Otherwise, the artillery explosives will not be replenished and will be wiped out sooner or later, and will be in a difficult situation.

And if there are really people who have been saved, if they want to get worse, they can only be resettled here.

This island will become their great rear, and in a short time, we will not consider giving up.

In addition to this, they also have to discuss specific matters of the "Empire", team allocation and planning, etc. Here we can discuss for a few hours based on his experience...

Plus the construction of the second-class battleship...

He is most likely busy until the evening at this time.

So tired...

There is no time to rest at all!

And those ordinary survivors can sleep with confidence at this moment and do nothing...

“It’s so uncomfortable…”

Colin rubbed his forehead. He could foresee that after he became the "emperor", there would be more and less things.

This made him unable to help but think of escaping.

Lying on the ground, not doing anything, even if you are sloppy, you have to sleep for a while before talking...

However, Collin knew that he could not do this, time would not allow it, and the huge psychological pressure would make him unable to sleep at all when he lay down.

But he is still the kind of person who can't sleep well without finishing his work...

And the most important thing is.

Colin knew that he would not be able to get supplements when he was sleeping. At most, he would just relax his mood. How tired he would wake up before going to bed...

It is difficult to relieve fatigue in the state of "having life" by ordinary means.

Unless he sleeps for thirty or fifty years...

Shaking his head and retracting his distracted thoughts, Colin breathed a sigh of depression.

Then he stood up, glanced at the light bag behind him, and then took out a blue saber from his backpack.

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Chapter completed!