The soul returning from the outer plane to the body in the material world is obviously not a pleasant experience.
Because strictly speaking, there is not much difference between this and resurrection.
After all, the essence of many resurrection spells is to pull the soul back from various outer planes and the realm of gods, and then re-stuff it into a corpse that is not too damaged.
If the body is seriously damaged, you must first find a way to repair it completely. At least the head, heart and other important organs must not be damaged.
Otherwise, the soul of the resurrected target may have just been summoned back, and he will immediately experience the pain of sudden death again.
But fortunately, when Sancho's soul was sucked away by the passage, his body did not suffer any harm.
So just a few seconds after the plane transfer ended, he opened his eyes again and struggled to climb up from a thick branch of the Tree of Life.
The next second...
The boy's pupils suddenly dilated and he saw a sight he would never forget.
To be precise, the giant tree in front of me that supports the tree city Sodanisla has completely withered and lost all its vitality.
Dark red liquid like blood flowed out from the gaps in the tree trunk. It was like thick plasma or some kind of gum-like substance, and it was densely spread in every corner of the entire giant tree.
If you look carefully, you can also find that after these viscous substances solidify into the shape of water droplets of different sizes, faces of pain, despair, and sadness will appear on the surface.
There is no doubt that this tree of life, which symbolizes the fate of the forest elf kingdom, has completely died, without even the slightest possibility of resurrection.
Its most precious energy has been completely drained, and the surrounding forests, shrubs, and grasses have also withered, making the land extremely barren.
What’s even more terrifying is that everything within the influence of the Tree of Life has been distorted by some evil force.
Those dead trees present a creepy anthropomorphic state, and from time to time, they will emit painful wails and roars like intelligent creatures from the mouth-like holes.
Even though it is noon when the sun is hanging overhead and the positive energy is at its most abundant, the surroundings still exude a cold, gray, and decayed atmosphere.
Sancho couldn't believe it. He had just left this place not long ago, but everything seemed to be completely different.
At the same time, in the city of Sonnisla on the tree canopy, thousands of ghosts twisted by evil forces can be seen frantically fighting each other.
They are as if they have immortal bodies. No matter how many times they die, they will quickly regenerate on the same spot and join the eternal killing again.
In addition, near the wooden pile not far away, you can also see Irenekas standing motionless like a sculpture.
He was supposed to be dead, but now not only his eye sockets were filled with dark red plasma, but even the torn hole in his chest was filled with blood, maintaining a strange state of neither life nor death. p>
"Teacher...what exactly happened here?" the boy asked with a slightly trembling voice.
Zuo Si answered straightforwardly: "After you were pulled into Baal's kingdom, the Throne of Blood not only drained all the energy from the Tree of Life, but also injected the divine power of killing and death to completely pollute and transform this place into its current state. Very soon.
Obviously, your father is trying to use this method to make mortals more afraid of him."
"For resurrection?"
Sancho seemed to understand something, and his eyes shone with a strange light.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, for resurrection.
Baal's remnant soul has realized that I am interfering to prevent his resurrection, so it wants to bypass me and make some big moves.
For this reason, the divine power stored in the Blood Throne is consumed.
Similarly, the power of all the Sons of Baal has been greatly enhanced to achieve this goal.
After all, the death of a god does not mean that he will completely lose his perception and consciousness.
Their spiritual and philosophical thoughts still exist in the universe, and they can still continue to think and formulate a series of plans.
So don’t underestimate Baal, his control over the Throne of Blood is simply beyond what you, the sons of Baal, can match.”
"What about Aberdare and Irenicus?"
Sancho stared at his teammates lying like corpses next to Irenicas and continued to ask.
Although he already had guesses in his heart, he still hoped to get a definite answer.
"What do you think Irenicas stole from Aberdare?
Is it just divine power and divinity?
No!
What he stole was the soul, a very, very huge fragment of the soul.
So the souls of these two people have long been intertwined.
Although Aberdare destroyed Irenicas' body on the material level, he did not destroy his spirit, nor did he regain his own soul.
Therefore, there is destined to be a battle of souls between them.
As for the others, they were probably dragged by Aberdare into an independent space in the kingdom of Baal, just like the place you entered.
Now you just need to wait a few days and you should have the results.
I don’t think the God of Murder would allow an elf to usurp his own power and become a new god.”
Zuo Si gave a straightforward explanation.
This is why he keeps emphasizing that Irenicus stole Aberdare's "destiny".
After losing such a large piece of his soul, Aberdare could no longer be regarded as a complete son of Baal, nor could he bear to cross the limits of a mortal and completely spiritualize himself into a god.
Only by taking everything back can this guy be qualified to compete with the Five Descendants.
"With divine power, divinity, spirit, soul, as well as understanding and sublimation at the philosophical level, God is really a very complex creature."
After realizing that his teammates were not in any danger, Sancho couldn't help but sigh.
He has experienced so much and grown up so much along the way that he can't even connect with his former self who was running around and wandering.
Especially the improvement in strength, knowledge and ideological realm cannot be described as reborn.
But soon, the boy realized a problem, that is, he had ignited the spark of divinity. Does this mean that he could only go to the dark side on the road to becoming a god?
Just when he raised his head to ask his mentor for advice, he found that Zuo Si had teleported everyone away, including Aberdare and Imoen, and was holding several small cards emitting green and white light in his hand. Before Sancho had time to react, all these small cards began to release terrifying energy, instantly covering the tree of life and the land and plants that had been eroded by pollution.
The terrifying positive energy directly drove away Baal's evil power, and the huge force of nature repaired the twisted land under his feet at an unimaginable speed.
Even the dead tree of life split from the middle with a snap, and a large number of new shoots sprouted from the middle of the withered trunk.
And these sprouts grow into vines, different types of trees and other plants in a very short time.
Those twisted ghosts also quickly transformed into a form close to the spirit of nature. Not only did they stop fighting and regain their sanity, but they also quickly integrated with the surrounding environment and turned into entities like tree spirits, water fairies, and tree people.<
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The gray sky above turned into a beautiful light blue again, and white light shone through the dense leaves in the forest again.
Sancho couldn't believe it. One second it was a ghostly forest, and the next second it turned into the complete opposite.
What a powerful force this is!
You must know that even if he has become a quasi-god, it is absolutely impossible for him to do this.
Obviously, Zuo Si used the power of planeswalkers to directly restore the ecology of Sodanisla and the surrounding areas of the Tree of Life.
After all, the invasion and pollution caused by the Throne of Blood is still essentially a confrontation of energy.
When the evil power of Baal overcomes the natural power of this land, the plants will inevitably wither, die and become distorted.
But if there is a greater injection of positive energy and natural energy, Baal's evil power can also be driven away and everything can be restored to its original state.
It's just that most mortals are not qualified to control so much energy, and usually can only pray to gods for help.
But for a planeswalker like Zuo Si who already has a spark level of LV25, he only needs to activate a few high-level spell cards containing corresponding attribute energy.
And it can also easily absorb Baal's divine power as a supplement.
Thanks to the ninth level of Baator Hell, a rear base that can continuously provide huge energy, both the level of the planeswalker and the quality of the cards in hand are improved very quickly.
This is also the reason why he cooperates so much with Asmodeus to continuously carry out business in other worlds and harvest souls crazily.
Although every time a soul is harvested, a tax must be paid to the Lord of Hell, Zuo Si himself can also get a considerable share from it to improve himself.
In addition to the planeswalker level up to LV25, there is also a mage professional level with a total of LV38, a natural spellcasting level similar to a warlock at LV37, and a priest professional level of LV32.
Among them, the improvement of arcane spellcasting level, especially the legendary profession of King of Arcane, mainly comes from the rewards of reading Netherese scrolls.
The sorcerer's spellcasting level is derived from the natural spellcasting abilities of the dragon and the archdevil.
As for the priest level, Talona would secretly add a little bit every time her divine power was greatly improved, and over time it became what it is now.
In addition, Zuo Si also has a warrior professional level obtained by practicing swordsmanship, as well as additional melee expertise brought by the great devil and dragon.
Now he has no so-called "weaknesses" at all and belongs to a standard hexagon.
It's just that this hexagon is not very standard, but a little bit weird.
Feeling the revitalized earth around him, as well as the Baal's divine power that he had absorbed and was transforming, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! It seems that with my current level, even if I don't use divine power and other trump cards,
Planeswalkers’ control of energy alone should be able to defeat demigods and weaker powers.”
There is no doubt that compared with those passionate protagonists who like to achieve self-breakthrough and defeat the strong in fierce battles, he pays more attention to continuous preparation and accumulation to ensure that he always has more means to reverse the situation than the enemy.
Zuo Si always firmly believes that victory or defeat is just a manifestation of the inevitable result.
The real decisive factor is actually the long period of study, accumulation and preparation before this.
After all, it is rare that sudden and accidental factors such as the weak defeat the strong dominate. On the contrary, the most common situation is that the strong willfully tramples and crushes the weak.
"Teacher, this should be a power that only a very few powerful gods can possess, right?"
There was a tremor in Sancho's voice.
Because the material world is not an outer plane, large-scale environmental transformation can be carried out through divine power.
Although it is easy to destroy, it is not easy even for gods to restore an area that has been eroded, polluted, and distorted by supernatural forces.
Otherwise, the continent of Faerûn would not have so many extreme terrains such as deserts caused by magic and war, as well as places that are simply unsuitable for living people to live in after being transformed by demons, devils, shadows and undead creatures.
Zuo Si smiled and responded: "It depends on how you define God. If you think God only has powerful power that mortals cannot reach, then there are too many similar existences in this universe. And the Planeswalker I represent is
One of them."
"You mean... that a planeswalker is so powerful that he can gain the power to stand alongside the gods?"
Sancho's eyes instantly lit up, his face full of excitement and anticipation.
Because he has seen his mentor demonstrate the power of a planeswalker more than once, he is full of yearning for this special profession that allows him to travel freely to various planes and even the universe.
In the boy's opinion, becoming a planeswalker offers more freedom than becoming a god.
"That's right.
In fact, the end of the planeswalker is, to a certain extent, another kind of god who controls the power of creation and destruction.
It's just that they will not be bound by any form, and they do not need the faith of mortals.
This is one of the reasons why I have never been interested in becoming a god."
Zuo Si undoubtedly saw through the mind of his cheap disciple and gave a very straightforward explanation.
He doesn't want to interfere too much as to whether Sancho chooses to become the new God of Murder, or whether to give up this opportunity that has driven countless mortals crazy and instead embark on the path of a planeswalker.
But as a mentor, it’s okay to provide an original spark without any upgrades.
Especially as the number of linked and invaded worlds increases, Zuo Si can always find seeds with the potential to become planeswalkers on some densely populated planets.
At that time, we only need to find these lucky ones, and then undergo repeated tests through various fatal dangers until they completely ignite the spark and become the original planeswalkers.
The next thing to do is to instantly capture the target through a sneak attack, and then forcibly peel off the sparks.
The last thing left is to tamper with the memory to make the other party completely forget this experience and return to their original life.
As compensation, Zuo Si will leave some knowledge, magic items or a large amount of money to the other party.
Now, he already has four new sparks on his hands, and is planning to establish an organization specifically composed of planeswalkers to fight against the old dragon Nicol Bolas and his men.
Sancho took a deep breath to force himself to stay calm, and then cautiously probed: "Then can I still become a planeswalker now?"
"Qualitatively speaking, you are not qualified to become a planeswalker, because there is no unignited spark deep in your soul.
What's more, the spark of the planeswalker and the divine spark of the god conflict with each other.
When you get one of them, it is naturally impossible to get the other one.
In other words, under normal circumstances, from the moment you ignite the divine spark and become a quasi-god, you are already destined to miss the planeswalker.
But you're lucky.
Because soon the god Io will send an envoy to supervise the Sons of Baal's fight for the Blood Throne to prevent you from causing too serious damage to this world.
This means that as long as you can persist to the end and win the final victory.
You should be given a chance to choose, become a new god or give up all the power related to gods and return to a mortal body.
If you choose the latter, you can get a spark from me and embark on the path of planeswalker.
But you have to remember that this spark is not free, but requires you to pay a certain price for it."
When saying these words, Zuo Si's tone was particularly serious and solemn.
Since he decided to embark on the path of planeswalker, Sancho's identity is no longer a simple apprentice, but closer to a partner, companion, and ally like Shane VII.
While gaining benefits, you must also bear corresponding responsibilities and obligations.
Instead of unilaterally accepting his teachings and protection for free like now.
Sancho obviously realized this, and immediately put his hand on his chest and bowed: "Don't worry, mentor.
I will use practical actions to prove that I am worthy of a Planeswalker Spark.
And I will never forget that you helped me in the most difficult time.
Even if one day I gain the ability to be independent, I will still respect you and be willing to obey your orders."
"In this case, then you should regard the next journey as a cruel test."
With that said, Zuo Sichong waved to Davian who was standing aside.
The latter understood it instantly, walked straight to the boy and asked softly: "Are you ready?"
"What's ready?"
Sancho blinked in confusion.
"Of course it's war and killing.
Just over an hour ago, the fire giant army marching through the mountains had already set off, marching towards Saladux City in a mighty manner.
The leader is none other than a powerful son of Baal named Yagasura.
It is said that he has immortality. No matter what kind of injury he suffers, even if his head is cut off, he can quickly recover as before in a short time.
All you have to do is block the fire giant's attack and find a way to kill him."
Davian briefly introduced the current situation.
You don't need to ask to know that the connection from the Blood Throne has greatly strengthened the power of the Sons of Baal, and at the same time doubled their ambition and bloodlust.
Yagasura, who was previously afraid of the West Coast Empire, finally couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to take action.
The reason why he attacked Saladuxu was simple.
Only when the city falls and is in its own hands can the fire giant army under its command continue to go south to attack Zhendai and Abazigh.
Therefore, even if the city no longer has the Son of Baal, Yagasura will still regard it as its primary strategic goal.
"The son of Baal, the immortal fire giant?!"
Hearing this news, Sancho felt that his outlook on life was somewhat shattered.
He couldn't imagine how crazy his godly father was back then, and he didn't even spare species like the Fire Giant.
No wonder mortals in some places actually worship Baal as the god of fertility.
"Don't make a fuss.
Later you will also see the Sons of Baal in the form of dragons, rabbits, etc.
According to incomplete statistics, Baal probably created thousands of descendants before his death.
Covers almost all races and monster illustrations.
Anyway, keep working hard, I look forward to your wonderful performance."
Zuo Si patted the boy's shoulder, then opened the portal and disappeared, not paying any attention to the body belonging to the Elf Queen Alistar at his feet.
As the tree of life withered, she also ushered in the end of her life like Irenicus.
Dying with it was the future of the entire forest elf kingdom.
At this point, the Wildas Forest has finally been completely included in the jurisdiction of the West Coast Empire.
Although there are still some scattered elven villages scattered in hidden corners, after losing the leader of the city of Sodanisla, they can no longer pose any substantial threat.
The small action of the remnant soul of Baal successfully eliminated the last political hidden danger within the empire.
At this point, an unprecedented centralized government was truly established within the scope of Zuo Si's rule.
With the complete end of the Forest Elf Kingdom, he finally took the time to return to the palace in Calimport, intending to handle some government affairs.
Especially the resettlement of high-quality elf refugees.
But just as he arrived at the door of the Cabinet Office, he suddenly saw the ministers staring at a map with solemn expressions, and a general was making different colored marks on the map.
Out of curiosity, Zuo Si immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's going on? Are we going to fight?"
"Your Majesty! You are finally back.
Please look at this map.
According to the information given by Saladuxu, they have discovered a large number of fire giants on the edge of the Marching Mountains.
If nothing else, these fire giants are here to capture the city.
We are discussing how to send troops to resist the other party's attack."
Prime Minister Shaud Tarovan immediately stood up and briefly introduced the situation.
Although it involved fighting against a fire giant army that was far more powerful than the human army, he did not panic at all.
Because with the current military and magical strength of the empire, let alone one or two thousand fire giants, even adding a zero at the end cannot cause any devastating damage.
Not to mention anything else, the combination of the aerial gunships and dragon knights shown before is enough to kill these slow and bulky giants on the road to charge.
Not to mention that there are a large number of magic academies in the empire and a huge group of mages that can be recruited at any time.
Precisely because it has enough trump cards, when dealing with such emergencies, the entire cabinet presents an atmosphere of orderliness and ease.
Several senior generals even showed eagerness to lead their troops to annihilate these "silly guys" who didn't know whether to live or die, and use their corpses and heads to let the world see the unfathomable details of the empire.
Zuo Si, who understood the situation, immediately waved his hands in confusion: "Don't worry about this matter. I have handed it over to Sancho and David's security. With these two here, Sarado will not have any problems."
Problem."
"What? Doesn't that mean we wasted a lot of time discussing specific troop dispatch plans?" Shaud Talovan couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
Because Saladuxu has two sets of information transmission systems, one is an open administrative route, and the other is a secret intelligence route.
The former is connected to the administrative and bureaucratic systems, while the latter is given priority to Zuo Si himself or organizations such as the Arcane Society and the Mystic Society he controls.
Therefore, when Zuo Si takes the lead in getting the information and making arrangements, it is easy for the cabinet to make useless efforts.
Fortunately, except for rare circumstances, Zuo Si usually did not interfere with the operation of the bureaucracy, but allowed these important ministers to use their talents.
"It's not a waste of time, just think of it as exercising your ability to respond to emergencies.
In fact, most of what happened in the area surrounding Saladux was related to the Sons of Baal.
In dealing with these dangerous elements who already have legendary, quasi-god and even demigod strength, ordinary troops are of no use at all, and will instead make those elites die in vain.
Apart from this incident, is there anything else worthy of attention in the empire recently?"
With that said, Zuo Si walked straight to the throne made of gold and gems at the end of the hall and sat on it.
To be honest, things like this that are designed to show power, wealth and style are usually not very comfortable.
Although gold is relatively soft among many metals, it is still very hard and cold for the buttocks.
He really couldn't understand why the emperors of the Xia En Dynasty spent so much money to build such a crappy thing to make themselves suffer.
Hearing that the sudden attack by the fire giant was actually related to the Son of Baal, the senior generals who were originally eager to try immediately frowned.
As the top ruling class of a country, they are not ordinary people who may not even know the words. They have many channels to learn about the sons of Baal.
If these sons of God have something in common, it is that anyone who comes into contact with them will become unfortunate. The closer the relationship is with them, the more likely they are to die suddenly.
It is like a curse, a terrifying magical plague that will infect more and more people as the Sons of Baal move.
Therefore, all smart people will choose to stay away from the Sons of Baal, for fear of being entangled by these life-threatening disaster stars.
In contrast, Shaod Tarovin, who focused on production, construction and education, had no objections to this. He immediately took out a few reports from the thick pile of documents on the table and reported: "About water conservancy facilities, roads
The construction of the farm has gone smoothly so far, and all projects are expected to be completed ahead of schedule.
In terms of education, we have currently established magic academies in every city with a population of more than 10,000, and public schools in towns with a population of more than 3,000.
Although there is still a gap in terms of teachers, it is already functioning.
As for taxation and trade, they are still growing explosively.
Especially after the empire showed its power in the Falling Star Sea, more and more businessmen began to gather in Ximen Port to do business.
If I have to say something worthy of attention, it must be the several strange sects that have appeared in Ascaltra recently.
They all claim to be from Sigil.
One of the sects of the Doomsday Guards is preaching the doctrine that all things will eventually be destroyed and the universe will turn into nothingness, triggering strong protests from major temples and hoping that we can expel these madmen.
What also caused the temple's hostility was an organization called the Shen Ming Fei Shen Gui.
These guys are even crazier, thinking that all gods are liars, false and non-existent, just a group of more powerful mortals disguised.
But the interesting thing is that they really have some forbidden knowledge and can fight against divine power to a certain extent.
In short, since the spaceport was moved from Waterdeep to Askatra, there have been more and more strange things and people there.
The cabinet believes that it is necessary to increase vigilance to prevent the spread of various destructive and dangerous ideas among the people."
"The Society of Gods Isn't God? The Order of Doomsday Guards!"
Zuo Si touched his chin and repeated the names of the two organizations, and immediately realized that these were definitely factions from Sigil City, and they were both relatively dangerous sects.
Because only a place like Sigil, which gathers the thoughts of various factions in the entire universe, can such an organization with a strange purpose be born.
Among them, the core view of the Doom Guards Cult is that ultimate decline is ecstatic, and death is sacred and pleasant.
To put it simply, they are like a group of insane lunatics who can feel supreme happiness from decline and destruction.
They are not destructive maniacs like the followers of Cyric, but regard everything around them as part of decay.
For example, a house may be just a place to live and live in the eyes of normal people.
However, in the eyes of the members of the Doom Guards Order, during the process of building a house, masons cut stones, woodcutter felled trees, and then ants ate the pillars, wind, sun, and rain eroded the walls, until the building eventually collapsed on its own.
A part of decline from a huge perspective.
This kind of decay does not exist independently, but exists in the laws of operation of everything in the entire universe.
In contrast, gods and non-gods will know what their core views are just by hearing the name of the organization.
Thanks to the presence of the Lady of Pain in Sigil, most of the gods stayed away from her.
Otherwise, the organization may be crushed to ashes in minutes.
"Are there many people who believe in these strange sects?" Zuo Si asked, touching his chin.
"It's not that many overall, but it does attract a small number of enthusiastic young people to join.
The most important thing is that they are all hostile to the major temples.
The churches of Helm, the god of guardianship, and Bane, the god of tyranny, are clamoring to drive out these blasphemous guys and kill every one of them.
I think it's better to deal with it quickly.
Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before it turns into a bloody conflict or even a massacre."
There was a hint of nervousness and anxiety in Shaud Tarovan's tone.
After all, whenever religious conflicts are involved, the negative social impact will generally be serious.
Especially in a commercial center like Ascatra, maintaining stability is the most important thing.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand.
I will make a trip to Ascatla later to resolve this matter myself.
I never thought there would be so much trouble in building a spaceport.
No wonder that when this request was first made, Waterdeep City agreed without hesitation.
It turns out that in addition to the benefits, there are so many potential risks."
"Your Majesty, I think the Prime Minister is a little too worried.
Askatra was originally an open and tolerant place, and there were many strange ideas and sects in the past.
Compared with these trivial matters, the additional trade and tax revenue brought by the space port are the most important.
So far, there are more than 300 registered plane merchants alone, and the number is still growing steadily.
In addition, I also have an expense bill that you need to review in person."
With that said, Vera, who is the Minister of Finance, handed over a form filled with densely written small words with both hands.
"This is..."
Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise after just a glance.
Because if the final calculation is correct, the expenditure on this bill alone will be as high as 600,000 gold coins, and it will cost about 100,000 gold coins every month in the future until the balance of payments is achieved.
Vera complained angrily: "Apart from your princess lover from the Kingdom of Cormyr, who else dares to make such a request to the cabinet?
I admit that she does have extraordinary talents in the military.
But the problem is that Yalusel is a complete idiot in terms of politics and economics.
There are only two words in the construction and development plan she proposed.
Throw money! Throw money! Still throw money!
There is no technical content at all.
I really don’t understand why we need to spend so much money to develop two islands with excellent geographical locations?
Quite the opposite!
It should serve as a source of generous tax revenue for the imperial treasury."
It is not difficult to tell from the resentful eyes and words that Vera does not even have the slightest fondness for the princess of Cormyr.
But Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh after hearing these words. While laughing, he joked: "Since you think the plan she proposed is useless, then point out the mistakes from a professional perspective and give you correct suggestions.<
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No one in this world is born knowing everything. Even the sons of God need to spend time and energy to learn.
Ignorance and stupidity are not terrible; what is terrible is not knowing oneself.
I have a lot of arrangements for Yalusel, so it is necessary for her to master a certain degree of national governance capabilities.
You are obviously a good teacher in this area, so just find an opportunity to teach her.
If you do well enough, I will consider letting you take over the position of Chancellor of the Empire when Shaud Tarovan retires."
Instantly!
Vera's eyes revealed the light of ambition, and at the same time she glanced at the current prime minister standing next to her with the corner of her eye.
Shaud Tarovan, who was already over fifty years old, shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression, not feeling even the slightest bit of pressure.
After all, at his age, no matter how well he takes care of himself, he probably won't be able to work until he is about seventy years old, and he will definitely have to retire.
Twenty years later, Vera was only in her early forties, a mature age when she was ambitious and could show off her talents.
There is no opposition or competition between the two parties in terms of power transfer.
After thinking about this, Vera immediately bowed solemnly and promised: "I swear, even if this princess is as stupid as a pig, I will train her to be a qualified monarch with the ability to govern the country.
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"Very good. I'll leave Yalusel to you. I believe it won't be a problem to train her well with your ability.
Also, remember to resettle those elf refugees well. It is best to pack them all into a commercially developed city to form a small community.
The skills and knowledge they possess can create amazing wealth."
After that, Zuo Si stood up from the golden throne and disappeared at the end of the corridor outside under the watch of the important ministers.
As Saraduxu's alarm was lifted, the cabinet once again shifted the focus of discussion back to the construction and development of the empire.
They will not forget the previous development decision made by the emperor himself, and plan to turn the entire country into a huge construction site in the next few years.
Implement construction, construction, and construction from beginning to end.
Create a scene of wealth and prosperity that shocked the entire Faerûn continent.
As for Zuo Si himself, he went to the harem to chat with his nominally legal wife Aisha for a while, and by the way learned about the marriages between some of the important ministers of the empire.
Like all new regimes.
Although the West Coast Empire currently maintains extremely high social mobility, it can even be said that there are opportunities to change one's own class and move up.
But those people and families who have climbed to the top have begun planning to set up various barriers to prevent those below from climbing up to compete with their descendants for power, wealth and social resources.
Due to the selfish side of human nature, the so-called 80/20 rule will definitely exist no matter what social system is adopted.
That is to say, 20% of the people always control more than 80% of the wealth, while the remaining 80% of the people are crazy about involution in order to compete for less than 20% of the interests.
The longer a country is established, the more obvious this class solidification will be, and the more intense the dissatisfaction and anger of the people at the bottom will be.
Until a critical point is reached, serious social unrest breaks out, and even bloody regime changes occur, overthrowing the original ruling class and redistributing it.
But Zuo Si obviously had a plan for this situation.
The reason why he spent a lot of money to popularize education and establish a complete bureaucracy was to combat the solidification of the upper class.
After the first batch of cabinet members have been in power for a certain period of time, they will soon be replaced collectively by those who are promoted later.
And the relationship network formed by their mutual marriage, the family and future generations will also completely lose the opportunity to touch power after retirement.
To be exact, the descendants of these people will hit an invisible ceiling within three generations.
No matter how good you perform, you can never return to the center of power.
After all, Zuo Si's power comes from his strong strength and loyalty to his army.
It’s not about giving away benefits to bribe and unite the upper class society and the bureaucracy.
This means that when he believes that the bureaucracy and the upper-class ruling class have become rotten to a certain extent, he can launch a top-down purge to kill all these guys and promote them from the bottom. p>
In the West Coast Empire, there is actually only one way to truly become a master, and that is to become a powerful arcane spellcaster.
It's a pity that not many people can realize this yet.
But it doesn't matter, Zuo Si has plenty of time and patience to wait slowly for the first batch of seeds to take root and bear fruit.
When the time comes, with the power of role models, smart people will naturally know how to choose the future.