"Great! What do you need us to do?" the emperor said excitedly.
Sure enough, gods are generous and will not do one thing and leave the other behind.
The immortality of mortals is of no importance to the gods and will not be deliberately restricted.
Just like ordinary people don't care that ordinary ants can only live a few months to a year, but the queen ant can live for more than twenty years!
That’s longer than many dogs, cats, and even large livestock!
You must know that it is just a bug, a bug that keeps laying eggs!
Xiao Huan continued to write on the slate.
"Seal a demon and open up the world."
"Sealing demons is easy to understand. Sooner or later, new demons will appear," the emperor nodded, "but what does it mean to open up the world?"
The emperor thought about it carefully and realized that this should refer to the card player passing the game.
For example, defeating all the opponent's cards, or directly losing all the opponent's chips to yourself.
The little puppy barked twice, but didn't answer. Instead, he started to eat ham.
However, at this time, a knight ran into the palace in panic:
"Reporting to your Majesty, the enemy has completely blocked the road up the mountain. It is impossible for us to escape."
The knight was very panicked.
The emperor smiled and called a guard to come.
Then the other party demonstrated the "Group Teleportation" skill to everyone.
This is the group transfer ability of the ** division, which can support twelve people at a time.
This is why Lancelot never panics.
Because when he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.
The soldiers suddenly became quiet, their morale returned to its highest level, and they were even in the mood to talk about other things.
"That dog's name is the Fountain of Youth."
"We pay a huge price just to find a dog?"
"No, probably just by the way, we also captured the big mouse's sister, the legendary female devil, but she looks no different from an ordinary girl."
"I feel something is wrong. Big Mouse's sister actually lives alone on this mountain. Is this a trap?"
"A trap, it's possible, but what kind of trap is it?"
The soldiers were discussing, and suddenly, someone said in panic: "No, it's bad, a gray aura appeared in the palace, and all teleportation skills cannot be used!"
The person who said this was a professional. Although he soon paid the price for his recklessness, the morale of the soldiers was still greatly affected.
Fortunately, the composition of the soldiers is mainly professionals and knights.
Everyone can still stay stable and do what they should do well.
Organize defenses, feed horses, clean armor, repair weapons...
After doing one thing after another, everyone slowly settled down.
At the same time, the emperor was talking to the puppy and even Weir.
"You rebelled against me. I really don't know why your brother decided to rebel? I gave him everything."
"The reason for the rebellion is the same as yours back then, and the king gave you everything." Weir said coldly.
"Hahaha, hahaha!" The emperor was not angry, but laughed.
He was laughing at his own stupidity.
Except for the farmers who were about to starve to death, there were too many reasons for others to rebel.
Greed, anger, curiosity, idleness is just idleness, why not rebel.
Maybe it will succeed?
If you fail, if you fail, run away.
Anyway, no one knows who he is.
This was the rebel intelligence provided to him by the Hookhands.
"Okay, kid, tell me one last question, how did you get this dog?"
"It came here on its own."
"Excellent answer, you can go." The emperor ordered Weir to be let go.
This surprised Weir!
She originally thought that the other party was going to use her to threaten her brother into arresting him, or to know the weaknesses of the mice from her, or to know the weaknesses of her brother...
I didn't expect that the other party didn't mean this at all.
This is simply unbelievable.
"I, am I really leaving?"
She asked tentatively as someone opened Weir's chains.
"Let's go."
"You won't let people shoot arrows behind my back, right? This is how it is done in plays."
"Won't."
"You wouldn't tell me when I'm at my happiest that this is just a lie?"
"Won't."
"you……"
"If you don't want to leave, you can stay."
"I mean, can you return the spring water to me?" Weir pointed at the little puppy that was chewing ham with an idea that could never be satisfied.
"Of course, it is yours." The emperor smiled.
Weir was shocked!
The emperor is so kind.
But why would he, being so kind, send their family to a rat farm?
You must know that it is anger.
Everyone knows that the punishment is usually exile, but the result is to raise rats.
You can live in exile for more than ten years and then find a way to return to your place of origin.
No one who keeps rats can live for five years.
"Why didn't you show your kindness earlier? If it had been earlier, we wouldn't have caused such a big crime." Weir murmured.
She picked up the dog that was chewing the last bit of meat, feeling very sad.
If it were earlier, maybe my brother would become a new noble. Even a small knight with honor would cherish its honor and pass on the family again.
Instead of starting a rebellion and becoming the devil of rebellion.
And she subsequently became the legendary witch and other confusing titles.
Of course Lancelot knew what the girl was thinking.
No, my kindness was shown too early.
If I had not been kind, this scene would not have happened today.
Of course, I may not break through to level 46.
After all, the courage of the nobles was broken, and the peasants, facing a large empire, had no courage to rebel before their own death.
Perhaps ten years after his death, he will definitely turn around.
It was a rebellion by the old nobles and professionals to redivide the empire.
Farmers will also be exploited.
Unlike before, farmers will be organized as the new main force of rebellion, consuming the mana and skill times of professionals.
Because the old nobles already have a full understanding of professionals.
Know how to deal with them.
They must be pressed continuously, and they cannot be given a chance to sleep, nor can they be allowed to take turns to rest peacefully.
One hundred professionals need one hundred thousand people to oppress and resist.
And it’s a select group of 100,000 people, so the cost is very high.
But when you think about how one hundred advanced players can farm millions or even tens of millions of monsters, it’s not surprising at all.
In reality, it would be too profitable to rely on 100,000 people to kill 100 players.
Unfortunately, Lancelot thought, everything can't be undone.
The person is already dead.
The empire is on the verge of collapse.
No, it has collapsed.
People fled everywhere, and the plague was rampant.
Everything is a tragedy within a tragedy.
But I heard that some literature has begun to circulate in the southern ports.
"You're going to die tomorrow anyway, why don't you let me walk into your heart at night?"
There are too many similar bold literatures.
The nobles even wanted to ban it, but they were not afraid at all.
Anyway, I'm going to die tomorrow.
Who cares about that.
Many bolder things are also happening.
For example, many people began to ignore the emperor's authority.
