0385 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 91)
The adjutant paused mid-sentence. He looked shocked and then slowly fell down.
There was a big hole in his chest that could be looked at from the front and back, and his still beating heart was pinched in Count Constable's hands.
Under the same sublimation system, the difference in levels is so insurmountable.
"Hmph! Don't think that sending a man to restrain the enemy can stop the army's progress and affect my solution to the problem in the lower city!" Speaker Constable's gloomy eyes turned blood red, and spider-like dark blood vessels bulged under the skin all around.
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Generally speaking, vampires whose bloodline is not pure enough cannot make their pupils so bright. The fact that this scene can appear shows that Kangslaimu's anger has been pushed to the limit that his body can bear.
If pressed any further, there is a 70% chance that the body's blood-explosion state will drop or even be left disabled, a 20% chance that the body will explode and die, and a 10% chance... that the bloodline will be purified and the blood will return to the ancestors and advance.
The method of sublimation of the blood clan is such a weird thing. Classes are destined, and most members have different limits based on the purity of their own blood.
For example, Kongs Laimu and others have occupied the interests of Xiacheng District for thousands of years. Could it be that the interests collected are not enough to support their advancement?
Of course not, it is because their family's personality is congenital and prevents them from achieving strength above the earl. But there is always a glimmer of variability left for individuals who dare to fight for their lives. This is the axiom that unifies all paths in the universe.
"You're crazy... The crusade failed, right, Lord Frichin Ye... what's the benefit?"
The adjutant's mouth was bleeding, and his face was distorted as he squeezed out the last few words from his mouth. The vampire's strong vitality prevented him from dying immediately even after losing his heart.
One second this guy was gloating at the Speaker's joke, but he never thought that it would be his turn to be killed on the spot the next second.
The adjutant, who was still alive, could not figure out why the Speaker would take action against him until the last moment. Although he meant to laugh at the joke, the instructions he received from his master was to fully assist the Speaker in resolving the situation, and did not give any advice to Kang Si Lai.
The meaning of Miao Shi trip.
His advice was also based on objective and practical considerations, reminding the speaker of the wrong judgment of the current situation.
In the final analysis, when things have reached this point, it can basically be said that Constable has blocked the whole situation with one hand, and the entire House of Commons has taken the blame with him.
Even if Fritchinye and others hate Konslaimu to the core, they still have to pinch their noses and accompany him to carry this big pot, leaving the accounts to be settled after everyone survives.
Naturally, the adjutant couldn't figure out why he was killed. Because Speaker Constable seemed to be... really driven crazy.
What drove him crazy was the report of several military orders just now. As he listened, he suddenly understood what happened in the previous paragraph.
Why does that weird-looking poet girl use her own money to feed the tens of millions of people in Xiacheng District? To win people's hearts? I am afraid that even if their actions fail completely, the four Grand Dukes will not be able to tolerate Xiacheng District being completely controlled by outsiders.
To be able to do such a thing, the poet must not be stupid. She dug a big hole for herself from the beginning. She brought the rice bran, just waiting for herself to realize that something was wrong and order it to be returned.
Arriving on the same day as the caravan operation and returning the next day, there was no delay in the process. It can be seen that secretly exchanging the entire season's products for rice bran was a fully colluded and premeditated move by the four major gangs in Xiacheng District.
Although a missed move due to one's own negligence is extremely fatal to the entire situation, it is not the most terrifying thing.
What really frightened Konslaimu was that the other party could carry out scalpel-like strikes with such precision, so that no trace of the large-scale operation involving tens of millions of people in the city was revealed to his ears.
All the spies in Gu/Span who might have delivered correct information "disappeared" that night. What kind of incredible intelligence capability is this?
It is absolutely impossible to do this with the abilities of the four major gangs. Only with the help of an extraordinary person who is at least a true god or higher and focuses on intelligence investigation can it be possible to do such an incredible thing.
As for the top four gang leaders and their closest confidants, of course Kongs Laimu knew that he would never be able to find them. How could the presidents do such a thing without a guarantee of personal safety?
Even if this group of people could really be found from Xiacheng District, I'm afraid it would be of no significance to the current situation. Because the only possibility for this situation is that they were also tricked by the "poet" and became worthless.
Abandoned son.
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"What! The crusade team started massacring civilians? Finally, mortals tried to resist? This is nonsense!" Lan Taigong slapped hard:
"Is Konslaimu crazy? He is taking our property and his own profits to vent his anger!"
"He is so desperate that he wants to use this method to force out my junior high school girl."
Opposite the earl, Ma Bixi was taking her time to drink tea, with an indifferent expression. It was obvious that she did not agree with Conslimius's random behavior.
"Is it useful?" Lan Taigong's face showed a glimmer of hope.
Mei Bixi thought about where Zhen Cheng and Ai Luogensi were sitting, then spread her hands and said, "Absolutely impossible."
"Damn it." Even though Mr. Lan Tai knew that he couldn't show his cowardice in front of the "collaborators" in front of him, he still couldn't help but stamped his steps anxiously: "Is there no other way?"
"I think I have made it very clear," Mei Bixi put down the tea cup and tapped the table gently. Immediately beside her, a young and beautiful blood servant poured tea for her: "Our goal has always been to stay in the ruins.
It’s just something.
So if you want to solve the current problem, there are only two ways. Either you immediately prepare the exploration agreement document that you promised, and don't use the excuse of military martial law that you know nothing about.
Follow me down to the ruins and get the things. She has lost her target, so she has no reason to keep your goods.
Or you can give the same conditions to my school girl, if you can contact her. She will go down to the ruins and get the things, so naturally she won't bother to arrange the situation in the lower city.
All in all, such a chaotic situation in Xiacheng District cannot solve any problems. If the chaos continues, it will only be led by my elementary school girl.
In the end, she won a great victory and left you a lot of mess. Believe me, this poet lady, she will never care whether you live or die.
She will be the person who enjoys chaos the most and is good at benefiting from it."
If Zhen Cheng were here, he would never mention the choice that was not good for him, but Mei Bixi only wants to be upright in her life and disdains this.
But such an aboveboard confession sounded more like a threat to Mr. Lan Taigong.