"Young people are really energetic."
In the spacious and concise office, Tariq's leader put down the report in his hand and said to the eldest prince Evan in a dumbfounded voice: "Look, in just one day, this kid has played such a trick on me."
"this…"
The eldest prince who received the report took a quick look at it carefully, then frowned and asked with some confusion: "Arrest the terrorists, expel Detective Pinkerton, and use heavy firepower. I feel..."
"It feels like it fits the character of this brave man. He doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, right?"
The old king smiled and spread the information on the table. He took out a pen and scratched a few lines on it, tapped it with his finger, and said with a half-smile, "Look again now."
Evan looked over with some confusion. Tarik is not like Yingnan who does not pay attention to the mysterious side. The information they have about the brave is very detailed, and Evan also knows very well what kind of person this famous disaster star hero is. In fact, when the brave man left Yin Jue's office and drove to the pharmacy, Evan had already prepared emergency measures for various situations. Including the arrival of ancient gods, the rampage of demons, the outbreak of natural disasters, and the flattening of the core of the earth.
After all, the truth-level formula of brave men + special buildings = big events has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
After learning that the brave man only eliminated a few terrorists, expelled Detective Pinkerton, who gave even Tarik a headache, and that his men used heavy firepower at the level of Magnum national treasure, Evan was immediately relieved. But at this time, under the guidance of the old king, Evan began to read the information carefully, and paid attention to the words that the old king highlighted.
"Yinjue...Detective Pinkerton's expression is strange...Zimu's reaction..."\
Evan rubbed his chin, thoughtfully sorting and combining the details of the reports in his mind. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at his father in shock, but hesitated to speak.
"That's right."
Seeing Evan's appearance as if he had just woken up from a dream, the old king smiled and said meaningfully: "Driving away wolves and devouring tigers, this kid is not afraid of being eaten by wolves and tigers."
"This is him!"
Just as Evan was about to say something with anger, he suddenly saw the old king's eyes and seemed to understand something. He smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "That's right, he is really not afraid of wolves and tigers eating him up."
"Driving away wolves and devouring tigers is all about the wolf pack and the lone tiger."
The old king put the report aside, leaned back on his chair, and said with emotion: "If he just wants Yin Jue to fight with us and reap the benefits, then I'm afraid I will underestimate him. Can we maintain this situation?" The long-term balance is because the distribution of interests is clear enough, and the consequences of breaking this balance rashly may only hurt both sides, so no matter how the brave provokes, Yin Jue and I will not take action, but the shared rent will become closer. "
"But this kid treats us like a lone tiger, and a pack of wolves."
Evan on the side sighed softly, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "Zhou Li has many plans."
"how?"
Putting on his reading glasses, Herinen took out another document and placed it on the table. Evan stepped forward and opened the file, and the title on the first page suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Quarantine Report on the Fourth Large-Scale Outbreak of Ore Disease/Pyroxenosis"
This is a report on this outbreak of pyroxene disease in Tarik territory, dated 10 o'clock this morning. After seeing the title, Evan's face suddenly became serious and he began to flip through this extremely detailed document.
"Divine Corpse..."
When he saw that strange and piercing word, Evan's pupils tightened, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face involuntarily.
"Do you still remember the images Tarik kept in the Brave Guild?"
Evan knew that the Tariq his father mentioned was not his own country, but the founding father who established the Tariq Republic. The content of that image was what Tsar XVI said to Tariq when he stormed the Tsar Palace.
"Congratulations, you won the whole country."
"Win this rotten kingdom built on the corpse of a god."
"I don't hate you. On the contrary, I am grateful to you. Because you will soon know the desperate truth you will face."
"I give you a piece of advice from the bottom of my heart as your senior."
"Pleasure, happiness, and corruption are the only ways your empire can survive. Put away your aggressiveness and never forget that what you step on is the rotting corpse of a god."
This video was entrusted to the Brave Guild by Tariq. No one is allowed to view this footage except successive kings of Tariq. In fact, this is very abnormal. As the fall of a kingdom, whether it is to stabilize people's hearts or leave a historical memorial, the death of Tsar XVI should also be made public.
In this video, Tsar XVI does not look like a subjugated king at all. On the contrary, he acted very calmly. There was no anger or despair in the eyes he looked at Tarik. He was laughing and crying. Even when he uttered that piece of advice, this monarch known for his mediocrity and tyranny only had sincerity in his eyes, a frightening sincerity.
"Father, do you really believe what the 16th said?"
Evan looked at his father, still questioning in his eyes.
"I don't want to believe it either."
The old king closed his eyes, with a tired look on his face, and sighed: "All scholars and experts have unanimously concluded that ore disease is a plague disease spread from a powerful individual to a group. But the problem is that no matter how we trace the source, how Even if we can decipher the principles of disease, we can’t find the existence of the pathogen.”
"Our biggest discovery so far is that ore disease will not spread to people from other countries. But the problem is that there is no way to continue research on this only breakthrough discovery anyway. Yingnan and we are of the same race, regardless of There is no difference in blood, flesh, or even organs. But ore disease only infects the residents of Tariq. It seems to have a will of its own and never leaves Tariq's land."
Ore disease has always been a serious problem for the old king. Once infected, this disease is almost incurable. What's even more frightening is that this disease, also known as pyroxenosis, can cause people's bodies to crystallize and their minds to become increasingly cruel. If the patient is allowed to enter the final stage of mineral sickness, the patient's organs and human tissues will be completely replaced by minerals or crystals, and they will gain terrifying powers.
These patients who have been completely transformed into crystal monsters will regain their previous consciousness, but they retain the monster's brutal and murderous instincts. The most important thing is that they will no longer see themselves as a person, but as a fictional race-Jinggui.
The completely alienated Jinggui retains human wisdom and also has extremely powerful abilities. They will recruit those patients with ore disease who have not yet been completely alienated, and use special means to deepen their alienation in order to expand their own group. The demigod-level monster at the airport the day before yesterday was Jinggui, a disease patient from the west.
At first, the disease appeared only sporadically in a small area west of Tarik. Tariq thought it was a curse, so he invited the bishop of the Church of Life to exorcise the evil. But for some reason, with the unremitting efforts of the Life Church, the ore disease quickly spread in the west and soon occupied the entire western part of Tarik. If the second King of Tariq, "Scott", had not acted decisively and immediately built a blocking wall to separate the west from Tariq, I am afraid that this terrible plague would have broken out in Tariq itself.
Later, with the help of the Church of Life, Tariq established the Radiant Crystal Energy Tower, and based on the tower, the Law of Life was spread throughout Tariq's land. The ore disease patients in the circle are extremely infective and cannot spread the disease unless their saliva or blood is eaten by others. However, the west, which had been completely corrupted by the plague, could not establish such a magic circle.
Because of this disease, the western land reclamation business that had just started to improve quickly plummeted, and the entire west returned to the barbaric and disorderly state of the past. Many Tariqs and Tariq professionals who did not have time to evacuate were forced to live in the west, seeking survival amidst the plague and wilderness. By the time of the current King Herinen, the history of ore disease was gradually faded, and the Tarik people began to forget about the barbaric land and the land that had brought them energy and wealth.
However, Herinen did not forget, and neither did Evan. They still remember that on that land, there was a group of Tariq people waiting to return to their hometown. They have never relaxed their research on ore disease in order to find a solution to the ore disease and save the group of citizens trapped outside the wall.
"The incidence rate has increased by 12% compared to last year."
The old king stretched out his hand to rub his brow, his tone full of exhaustion and weakness, "The casualty rate of the western search and rescue team also began to increase. Jinggui discovered the search and rescue team's route, and began to attack the search and rescue team in an organized and premeditated manner. . Now that they have launched a call for help, Jinggui is likely to launch a large-scale attack in five months, and the search and rescue team cannot stop it."
Evan and Herinen fell silent together. The essence of the search and rescue team is to conduct search and rescue in the extremely dangerous deep west, not to fight against the crystal monsters. Although they are equipped with a lot of weapons and equipment, and are accompanied by many professionals, the Jinggui is a local battle in the west. Only Tariq's regular army can fight against the overwhelming Jinggui.
However, what really makes them feel powerless is that if they go to the West, they will never come back. Once the Tariq crossed the wall into the west, they could never return to their homeland, their homeland. For these Tariqs living in a sterile room, entering the depths of the West is equivalent to planting invisible bombs in their bodies. If they returned to Tariq and a disease broke out one day, all of Tariq would sink.
"I don't want to call out any more volunteers."
Evan's tone trembled when he said the three words volunteer army. Even now, he can't forget that the three thousand volunteers who were supposed to have a bright future were waving at the end of the tunnel with bright smiles.
One month later, 2,321 bodies were delivered to Evan. The eldest prince, who was known for his calmness and gentleness, was on the verge of collapse that day. Later, he spent four months personally handing over every body and relic to every family. No one blamed him, not even the families of those martyrs had any scolding or anger. They knew that Evan was carrying more pain than they were.
"I don't want to either."
The old king shook his head slowly, with the same sadness on his old face, "Two thousand three hundred and twenty-one people left, and the remaining children did not return to the gathering place next to the city wall. I once and They persuaded them through letters, but these children still refused to leave. When I received the reply, they had left twelve more people."
"But if we don't protect the outpost, the people in the deep west who we have failed will lose their last hope. That's what those three thousand children think."
His fingers lightly crossed the silver medal on the table. Engraved on it was the logo of the Volunteer Army. The old man closed his eyes and said in a somewhat astringent voice, "Admiral Alfie came to visit me a few days ago. There are 1,200 people in their army who petitioned to form a volunteer army to support the outpost."
"This won't work!"
Hearing this, Evan suddenly became excited, "General Alfie is only thirty-two, and his child is only three years old. General Alfie's wife is one of the first volunteers. Does he want his children to become orphans?" "
"Then do you know how many of the 1,200 people also have families?"
The old king asked back, then he sighed and said to Evan: "Don't worry, I rejected him."
After hearing this, Evan breathed a sigh of relief. The old king's eyes had the turbidity unique to the old man, but also had a unique look. He looked at his son and said in a deep voice: "Because, I have a better candidate."
After all, Evan is one of the pillars of this country. Almost instantly, he understood what the old king meant. He looked at the document about the brave man next to the report about the plague, and slowly asked: "Will he agree?"
"I have no idea."
The old king shook his head and said calmly: "If he doesn't want to, I will call for volunteers again."
"Don't take it for granted that a brave man helps us."
As if aware of Evan's thoughts, the old man waved his hand to interrupt Evan who was hesitating to speak, and said: "You know what? I was very happy when I learned about the unique character of this brave man."
"Happy?"
Evan was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why his father would be grateful for the current hero's bad character.
"Yes."
The old man nodded. He pointed at himself, then at Evan, and finally at Zhou Li's information. He looked at the column under his name and said slowly in a calm voice:
"When I see the brave man seeking money and harming those nobles, I feel very happy."
"I'm glad this brave man is finally alone."
"A living, breathing human being with desires, not a saint that scares me."
